As far as the eye can see, there is thick fog. The granular fog moves with the air flow, like a stream or a flying gauze.
Zhang Yuanqing did not walk around, but stood cautiously in place.
Li Xianzong summoned this thick fog. Does he not intend to give up? The longer he delays, the smaller the probability of escape. Does this guy have other support or is there something wrong with his brain?
In addition, although Fu Qingyang could not be contacted, the Public Security Bureau must have reported the matter. It is understandable that the deacon could not get here in a short time, but can the dog elder not get here?
The next time I see him, I will rub my dog head again
Just thinking about it, he heard a gunshot, and his heart immediately shuddered, and he instinctively fell down and rolled.
"Bang bang."
Two more gunshots, Zhang Yuanqing felt a pain in his lower abdomen and knew that he was shot.
Relying on his memory, he rolled all the way to the public seat and used the information desk to resist the subsequent bullets.
"Da Da Da"
Footsteps came from the depths of the thick fog, followed by a casual laugh:
"I still have two minutes, Yuanshi Tianzun, if you can hold out for two minutes under my hands, then we'll play next time. Otherwise, I'll end the trial early today and exchange your head for a reward."
Arrogant!! Zhang Yuanqing was particularly irritable and irritable, and subconsciously raised his pistol and shot at the source of the sound, but then suppressed his temper.
He was provoking me to shoot. Zhang Yuanqing recalled the details just now.
When the gunshot sounded, he was standing still. If the opponent had locked onto him at that time, his head would have exploded long ago.
However, the bullet hit his lower abdomen only after he rolled over.
Is it because moving targets are easier to hit than fixed targets? Obviously not, but because he was standing unsteadily and did not expose his position at the time, he was locked when he rolled over later.
The other party is likely to judge my position based on the shaking of the fog. Let's give it a try. Zhang Yuanqing quietly summoned the little funny guy and manipulated him to climb up to the information desk and knock over the potted plants.
"Bang. Bang."
The sound of the potted plants breaking and the gunshots sounded simultaneously.
Sure enough, he relied on the shaking of the fog to judge the position. Zhang Yuanqing rushed out and shot at the source of the sound at the moment the gunshot sounded.
The sleeve slid, the muzzle spewed flames and gunpowder, and the bullet wiped out a light red trajectory in the thick fog.
The bullet did not hit the enemy, and turned into a stray bullet that bounced between the walls.
This is his true shooting level.
Damn, it didn't hit. Zhang Yuanqing rolled continuously, entered stealth, and fled to the outside of the waiting room.
There is no need to fight this guy head-on. The hostages have been rescued, and running away is the right choice.
I have a lot of companions, why should I fight you alone?
As soon as he made a move, the fog behind him surged like a tidal wave.
Zhang Yuanqing turned around and fired without thinking.
The attacker behind him seemed to have anticipated his move in advance. Before he turned around and raised his arm, a light red stream of light shot past the other person's ear from the side of his head.
"You can't escape from my fog."
The two sides were close enough, and in the thick fog, a sharp face, a high nose bridge, sharp eyes, and a smile that seemed to be mocking and provocative were revealed.
When Zhang Yuanqing saw this face clearly, he also saw the dark red strange runes in the other person's eyes.
Bewitching!
The signature skill of the Bewitching Demon in the extraordinary stage. Long-term bewitching can reach the level of manipulating others, and short-term bewitching can cause a shock to people's mental strength.
Zhang Yuanqing was indifferent, raised the muzzle of the gun and fired a bullet.
With the experience of fighting Ou Xiangrong last time, he purified himself in advance.
Li Xianzong's face showed obvious surprise. He showed the reaction speed of a bewitching demon. He leaned back, moved his right leg, and kicked Zhang Yuanqing's wrist with a "pop". The bullet hit the ceiling.
The explosive pistol in Zhang Yuanqing's hand flew out of his hand, spinning and falling out of the guardrail, falling to the first floor lobby.
Without any hesitation, Zhang Yuanqing used the night wandering skill to hide his figure.
At this time, he saw Li Xianzong raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at himself who had already dodged to the side.
Can he see me? He judged my position based on the flow of fog. Zhang Yuanqing's heart shuddered.
Night wandering can cover up sound, breath, and heat, but it is not really virtual. It will definitely cause airflow during movement.
To some extent, this ability of the bewitching demon can restrain the stealth of the night wandering god.
Bang!
The bullet hit the ground and cracked the floor tiles. Zhang Yuanqing, who avoided the bullet, crouched and went around behind Li Xianzong, closing the distance and not giving the other party a chance to shoot.
He held the demon-suppressing pestle in one hand and the bloodthirsty blade in the other. The former stabbed at his back, and the latter chiseled at his neck.
Li Xianzong raised the corner of his mouth, took a step to the side, turned around, and the five fingers of his right hand flew. The silver butterfly knife opened its wings during the flying process, revealing the dangerous blade.
Li Xianzong swept back and slashed at the edge of the bloodthirsty blade. Ding, sparks flew.
Zhang Yuanqing's palm was numb, and he almost couldn't cover the handle of the knife.
Suddenly, in Zhang Yuanqing's vision, he saw Li Xianzong's leg muscles swell, and the muscles of his waist and back tightened immediately, bursting out a force from top to bottom.
The Eye of Insight gave him the ability to predict the opponent's actions.
Zhang Yuanqing immediately pressed down with one palm.
"Crack!"
A slight bone cracking sound came, and his metacarpal bone was cracked by the hard knee.
Zhang Yuanqing staggered back.
The thick fog still blocked his vision to some extent, otherwise he would have reacted faster.
Li Xianzong's knees were ablaze, burning his pants and knees, but he seemed to feel no pain and continued to attack without stopping.
The butterfly knife stabbed, stabbed, chopped or stabbed, leaving blood scars on Zhang Yuanqing's body that were difficult to heal.
At the same time, his spare hands and legs were terrible weapons, beating Zhang Yuanqing back step by step.
Li Xianzong's close combat ability was several levels higher than Zhang Yuanqing's, and his level 3 physical fitness was also higher than the level 2 Night Wanderer.
If it weren't for the "Eye of the Insighter" giving him the ability to predict and the thug's boxing gloves giving him agility, Zhang Yuanqing would have been beheaded at this moment.
"Puff!"
Li Xianzong opened Zhang Yuanqing's chest with a knife, and blood gushed out in large streams. The bewitching demon tasted the taste of blood, his eyes were scarlet, and his fighting spirit was high.
Thump, thump. Zhang Yuanqing retreated while breathing.
He is in a very bad state now, with severe pain all over his body. The wounds that cannot heal make him gradually show signs of excessive blood loss, dizziness, fatigue and other symptoms.
Obviously, the butterfly knife in Li Xianzong's hand also has the function of bleeding.
Why haven't the reinforcements come yet? Is it the thick fog that hinders them? I can't hold on any longer. Fortunately, I didn't use the Tianchan incense burner, otherwise I would burn myself. Zhang Yuanqing's physical condition declined.
Facing the enemy's heavy rain-like attack, he didn't even have time to take out the red veil. Moreover, it takes two to three seconds of "charging" to summon the ghost bride before she appears, which is not suitable for use at this time.
We must find a way to create time.
"Not bad, but much weaker than I thought." Li Xianzong stuck out his tongue, as if he wanted to lick the blood on the blade, but for some reason he held back and grinned:
"There's still one minute. Don't think that reinforcements will come to save you. The thick fog will make them lose their way and create an effect similar to a ghost wall. No one will come to save you. A piece of meat on the chopping board."
He said this, but his hands and feet did not slow down. Without giving Zhang Yuanqing a chance to breathe, he jumped forward.
Arrogant uncle! Zhang Yuanqing's eyes flashed with fire, and he clenched his fists and hit his chest hard.
Boom!
Flames and air waves rolled and raged in the waiting hall.
Zhang Yuanqing's eyes were boiling with anger, and he didn't stop at all, hitting his fists one after another.
Boom boom boom!
The explosions came one after another, and the impact was like a tide.
Li Xianzong was stunned by the dense explosions. The air wave pushed his chest and threw him out, forcing him to curl up and give up the attack.
The explosion lasted for more than ten seconds and finally subsided. Zhang Yuanqing collapsed to the ground, bleeding from all seven orifices and multiple organs were damaged, but he finally created an opportunity.
Without hesitation, he immediately summoned the red veil.
But at this moment, Zhang Yuanqing coughed violently, coughing up blood and water, coughing up blood from the tip of his nose, hallucinations appeared in front of his eyes, his lungs were burning, and his kidneys were rapidly failing.
He was poisoned.
Li Xianzong, who was curled up on the ground, laughed. His arrogant and happy laughter echoed. He slowly got up and raised his mouth:
"The vitality of the Night Wandering God is really strong. The poison I fed on the blade took more than a minute to take effect. Although the witches and witches are humble and dirty, their methods are indeed effective."
He killed a level 4 witch and witch, and he had poison. Zhang Yuanqing's vision became more and more blurred, his hands and feet were powerless, his heart began to beat weakly, and he was desperate.
Li Xianzong didn't say much nonsense, pulled out the pistol inserted in his waist, and aimed at Zhang Yuanqing's head:
"Sorry, your head, I took it."
The next moment, he lost his vision.
A little baby spirit hugged Li Xianzong's calf tightly, replacing his vision.
Little funny guy Zhang Yuanqing was stunned. He didn't convey the attack command to the little funny guy. On the one hand, he was tired of dealing with the enemy, and on the other hand, the thug gloves made him reckless and brainless.
But seeing that his master was in danger, the little funny guy took action himself. After all, he already had a high level of intelligence.
Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Yuanqing, with trembling hands, struggled to put on the red veil on his head.
"Hmph!"
Li Xianzong, who had lost his vision, was not panicked. He grabbed a stinking coat from the inventory and put it on.
Then, he put his hands together and bowed to his feet.
Deprivation of blessings and curses!
The witch and sorcerer's deprivation of blessings and curses do not distinguish between the physical and spiritual bodies. Although he is not as handy as the illusionist in dealing with the spiritual body, this saint-level prop can have a good effect on the low-level vengeful spirits.
The dirty coat rippled with black light, and washed towards the infant spirit at the calf like a tide.
The little funny guy screamed, and his body quickly dissipated, and became turbid and stained with filth, but he just didn't let go.
One second, two seconds, three seconds, four seconds
The vision exchanged, the little funny guy persisted to the end, fell to the ground, and became fainter and fainter.
As soon as he regained his vision, Li Xianzong looked at Zhang Yuanqing and found that his head was covered with a red cloth. The terrible and majestic Yin Qi came over like a tide and a tsunami.
Li Xianzong's hair stood on end, and the intuition from the bewitching demon began to warn him.
He fired two shots at the enemy's head, without looking at the result, and quickly took out a piece of chalk from his pocket and drew a circle on the ground.
The next moment, a yellow light curtain enveloped the circle and him.
Li Xianzong disappeared in the light curtain.
At this time, Zhang Yuanqing's body was taken over by the ghost bride, his arms became black, his muscles were knotted, black blood vessels bulged, and his ten fingers popped out sharp nails.
But the enemy had disappeared.
The ghost bride couldn't find the enemy and was stunned.
Go, go save him. Zhang Yuanqing said silently in his heart.
The ghost bride felt his will and slowly walked towards the little funny guy who was about to disappear.
Zhang Yuanqing influenced the ghost bride, slowly knelt down, opened his arms, and held the dying baby spirit in his arms, just like holding something lost and found.
He integrated the little funny guy into his body, and finally lost consciousness with a sense of relief.
Fujia Bay.
As the sun set, in the spacious conference hall.
Fu Qingyang's face was like frost, listening to the reports of his subordinates.
At the conference table, sat the captains of Kangyang District, such as Bailong, Qingteng, Tengyuan, Dajiba, and Boxing King, as well as some important members.
"In this attack on Pingtai Hospital, seven people were killed and twenty-three were slightly injured. The bomb has been dismantled, but it has caused a very bad impact. It has been handed over to the Public Security Bureau for handling."
Li Dongze simply skipped the aftermath. These were not the responsibility of the Five Elements Alliance. Their main task was to kill the rebellious spiritual realm walkers.
"Except for the main messenger Li Xianzong who escaped, the rest of the criminals have been killed. Li Xianzong had planned this for a long time. He bewitched the Fallen and deepened their belief in destroying themselves together, making them launch a suicide attack. Li Xianzong himself had already prepared a retreat." Li Dongze picked up the remote control and turned on the projector.
A photo appeared on the screen, with a circle drawn with chalk in it.
"After the on-site investigation, we found the means by which Li Xianzong escaped. According to the analysis of colleagues in the atrium, this should be a prop of the 'earth monster' profession. Unfortunately, the surveillance was turned off at the time, so we didn't see the specific situation." Li Dongze said.
Lingjun, who rarely attended the meeting, said:
"Fortunately, this kind of attack is difficult to replicate. According to the moral value punishment mechanism, although the people were killed by the fallen, Li Xianzong bewitched them, and a certain amount of moral value will be deducted. For a long time, he didn't dare to play like this."
The mechanism of moral value is divided into direct and indirect. Indirect killing means that the spiritual realm walker uses his ability to control others to commit crimes.
However, compared with direct killing, the moral value deducted indirectly will be less, and the strength of the control power will be scored.
For example, directly controlling the "puppet" to kill people will deduct the same moral value as direct killing, but instigating and instigating others to commit crimes will reduce or halve the moral value deducted depending on the degree of instigation.
There are no bugs in the spiritual realm, just like a carefully written program, it has anticipated all the loopholes that people can think of.
At this time, Jiang Jingwei complained: "If the elders could arrive in time, the matter would have been resolved long ago."
She said what the captains dared not say.
They knew that Fu Qingyang had been attacked by Yichuanmei, the female guardian of the Void Sect, but they didn't understand why Elder Gou hadn't arrived yet.
Fu Qingyang looked around the table and said, "Elder Gou went to the capital to do business."
Purify the red dancing shoes for Yuanshi Tianzun.
After a brief explanation, he looked at Guan Ya and asked:
"How is Yuanshi?"
Guan Ya was a little depressed: "He was injected with the original liquid of life, and his life is fine, but he was a little depressed after waking up."
The captains couldn't help but think of the scene when they found Yuanshi Tianzun. He knelt on the ground, his hands seemed to be holding something, motionless, and his vital signs were very weak.
When checking his injuries, he was found to have more than ten knife wounds and two gunshot wounds, severe blood loss, and organ failure.
It is hard to imagine what kind of blow he suffered in just one or two minutes.
Fu Qingyang frowned slightly, then relaxed his brows and said, "It is lucky to be able to survive under Li Xianzong. Yuanshi rose too fast, and it won't hurt to suffer some blows."
After a pause, he added, "No one should comfort him."
This will only stimulate his self-esteem.
Fu Qingyang continued:
"Next, your task is to search for Li Xianzong in your own area with all your strength and warn the subordinates in the team to guard against possible attacks."
"You level 3 walkers, don't act alone anymore, keep your phone open. I have injured Yichuanmei and he will not appear in the short term. Lingjun and I will be online 24 hours a day."
"As for Yuanshi, let him stay at home these days and don't go out."
The trial mission of the evil organization was jointly initiated by the Psychic Association, the Military Bishop and the Void Sect. It is aimed at all evil professions. Anyone can hunt official walkers for bounties.
However, most of the time, the fights between small people are seen as minor fights by most people, lacking attention. The duel between geniuses or strong people is the highlight.
The captains nodded slightly.
They are experienced official walkers and have experienced such situations many times.
In the middle and end of each year, the evil professions will launch a unilateral hunt against the official walkers. Both sides will conduct reconnaissance and counter-reconnaissance, hunting and counter-hunting, and there will be casualties on both sides.
In general, the official side still has more advantages. The only headache is that these rats in the gutter are good at guerrilla warfare and their whereabouts are erratic, which makes the official walkers very passive.
I am not afraid of them doing it hard, but I am afraid of them hitting me with a club.
"Let's adjourn the meeting!" Fu Qingyang looked at the mixed-blood beauty: "Guan Ya, stay for a while."
Everyone left the meeting room, and only the cousins were left in the huge room.
"You should be entering the spiritual realm soon, right?" Fu Qingyang asked.
"Within half a month." Guan Ya nodded.
Fu Qingyang opened the inventory and grabbed a rifle, about 1.2 meters long, with a black gun body and a golden pattern, which was extremely gorgeous.
He pushed the rifle to Guan Ya: "I remember you applied to the family for this item, but the elders were dissatisfied with your laziness and did not approve it. From now on, it will be yours."
Guan Ya raised her eyebrows: "Will the elders agree?"
Fu Qingyang shook his head:
"This is a reward from the family to celebrate my entry into the Elders Council in advance, as long as I can be promoted to the master in the mid-year killing copy. You have been stuck at level 2 for a long time. This time in the spiritual realm, I hope you can upgrade to level 3. This rifle will make you eligible to participate in the mid-year copy.
"It can't go on like this. Yuanshi is already level 2. "
This time, Guan Ya did not refuse. She looked at the weapon she had long admired and fell silent.
In the suburbs of Songhai, an underground bar.
The lights were soft, the air was filled with the smell of smoke and sweat, and soothing music was playing on the speakers.
Although it was a bar, there were no dazzling lights and noisy waves here, because this was a black market where evil professions gathered to exchange information, trade, and make secret connections.
Indulging in sensuality was secondary.
The booths were filled with evil professions, about 20 to 30 people. Some of them were whispering, some were bargaining, and some were doing indecent sports in public.
Li Xianzong walked down the stairs to the underground bar, sat down next to "Tian Lingling", and said, "Give me a bottle of wine, anything is fine."
The bartender pushed a glass of beer over.
Li Xianzong drank it in one breath and burped comfortably.
"Killing people and drinking, the ultimate in the world. "Tian Lingling patted the junior's shoulder and said with a smile: "We all heard about what you did today. You just came to Songhai and you are already famous."
Li Xianzong sneered: "I haven't killed Yuanshi Tianzun yet. If you want to celebrate for me, wait until I kill that kid."
Tian Lingling shook the wine glass: "Have you fought? How is that kid? Is he really as evil as the legend says?"
"It's really evil. He has a prop of the saint realm. As for himself, it's not bad, but it's not difficult to kill him." Li Xianzong said casually.
"It's good if you are sure." Tian Lingling nodded and said, "What kind of props?"
"A piece of rag, a night wandering god profession, Uncle Tian, do you have a channel to get me an illusionist prop? It's hard to kill him without restraining that prop. "Li Xianzong said the purpose of coming here today.
Tian Lingling smiled and said, "Go find Yichuanmei. With your body and appearance, you can just give her two kidneys."
Li Xianzong rolled his eyes.
Tian Lingling stood up, looked at everyone, and said loudly, "Everyone, have you heard about what happened in Pingtai Hospital today? Are you relieved?"
The evil professions stopped what they were doing, turned their heads and looked over here, and shouted.
"Relieve your anger!"
"Is it cool?"
"Cool!"
"Let's welcome the hero. Drinks are free today."
The shouts became more and more intense.
"You are really not afraid of death. You can get away with it. You did a great job. I like crazy people like you."
"Hahaha, you gave Songhai Branch a warning at the beginning of the trial. You are much more arrogant than those guys who went to Beijing. "
"Did you beat the shit out of that Yuanshi Tianzun kid?"
"Big hero, we'll follow you from now on. Take us with you to kill official walkers and make some extra money."
Strange cries and laughter came one after another.
The woman doing exercise deliberately screamed loudly.
Li Xianzong grinned and said, "A bunch of idiots!"
When the noise subsided, Tian Lingling said:
"You weren't followed, right? Did you deal with the tail?"
Li Xianzong said casually:
"I knew it, I kept track of the time and left before the saints and elders arrived. "
Among the walkers in the extraordinary stage, the one who can follow him has not been born yet, not even the scouts.
As he was talking, footsteps sounded at the stairs.
"Dong, Dong, Dong"
The footsteps sounded strange, and each step had to stop for a few seconds, like a toddler.
At first no one cared, but gradually, more and more people frowned and turned their heads to look at the stairs.
The footsteps went down in an orderly manner, maintaining a slow rhythm, as if deliberately attracting people's attention.
Finally, they saw the appearance of the person coming.
It was a woman wearing a bright red ancient costume long skirt, embroidered with gorgeous gold thread, and wearing a silver mask.
She was holding a faint red rope in her hand.
Li Xianzong's face changed, and he looked down suddenly, and saw that a red line as thick as a hair was tied to his ankle at some point.
The woman in the red skirt put down the red line and let it dissipate. With her hands behind her back, she stood on tiptoe like a little girl and said with a smile:
"Hey, it's so lively, what are you playing, can you take me with you?"
Her eyes under the silver mask turned, looking at the bald man, she said in surprise:
"Ah, it's you, Tian Lingling. I finally found you~ Do you remember the Chu family's massacre 21 years ago?"