A small boat floated down the river and suddenly stopped at the beige where Yumu and Fengxing made fish soup.

He Bo sat on the bow of the boat, looking at the figures quickly approaching Yu Mu and Feng Xing on the river bay. With a flash of his finger, a black bowl rose into the air and slung in the air about the ground. A large piece of black fog in the bowl burst out and turned into a fog with a diameter of five miles to cover half of the river bay.

The black fog filled the world, isolating all light and cutting off all sounds.

Where the black fog is shrouded in, the void is as tough as glue, and anyone's speed here has dropped to about 10% of the original one.

The earth was even more powerfully eroded by black fog. The bottom layer of Thunder Dalis was frozen by the biting cold, becoming a hundred times harder than steel. Even those who are proficient in earth-based witchcraft cannot escape from the ground.

There were also a trace of black black ice silk that looked like a blade hanging from the air, and countless black ice silks were wrapped into a large net, completely blocking this space. If someone dared to hit this large net, they would definitely be cut by the sharp and biting cold ice silk and were covered with bruises.

The sound of "dingding" was endless, and large patches of arrows fell on Yu Mu like rain.

The iron-colored light curtain rotated rapidly, and the large iron pot made a low roar, densely covered with metal arrows of vicious witch curse such as armor-breaking, tearing, poisonous, and explosions continued to explode on the light curtain, splashing countless dazzling flames.

Yu Mu stood steadily on the ground, protecting his body with a large iron pot made by Taoist Yu Yu. His defense was extremely strong, and ordinary arrows could not touch his body at all, and they could not pose any threat to him.

"Fengxing, be careful!"

Two small eyes, slightly larger than soybeans, were zabazaar, and Yumu's palms turned dark green and transparent again. He rubbed his hands hard, and the colorless and odorless poisonous aura in the gaps in his palm continued to spread and quickly rushed to all directions.

In the middle of Yu Mu's eyebrows, the gray-white plague banner appeared and disappeared. Countless twisted gray-white runes continued to inject the poisonous aura along his hands, increasing the power of these already terrifying poisonous auras a hundred times out of thin air.

The air behind Yu Mu was rippling slightly, and strange and almost inaudible laughter quietly came out from the ripples of the air. The power of the Plague God Banner corroded the space, allowing some strange creatures to be attracted by the poison and peeked out from the unpredictable void.

Feng Xing staggered out of the air. Seven or eight cracks were cracked with the soft armor of the dragon skin on his body, and blood kept gushing out of the crack.

The arrows used by the Dongyi archers attacking from all sides were exquisite rune arrows, with extremely amazing lethality, and the cultivation of those Dongyi archers was stronger than Feng Xing. Feng Xing's wounds were squirming rapidly, but the entangled external forces on the wounds continued to occur, and the wounds could not heal for a long time.

"The highest sun is on." The girl in black dress walked behind Feng Xing for some time. She waved her hands gently, and a soft black light enveloped Feng Xing.

The external force on Fengxing's wound, which was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, was swallowed by the dark light. It disappeared in the blink of an eye. Fengxing's life essence quickly gathered near the wound, and the wounds that could reach the bones quickly healed, and there was no trace left behind soon.

The girl and Feng Xing were less than half a foot apart. The arrows that attacked Feng Xing suddenly stopped. Only countless arrows were still shooting towards Yu Mu in waves, causing Yu Mu's protective light shield to make dull sounds, shaking Yu Mu's body fat and swaying large waves.

Obviously, Gonggong Wuyou's voice just now played a good role. The archers around him were afraid of accidentally hurting the girl, so they stopped attacking Feng Xing.

"Prince Wuyou. I want to kill this kid." The black mist rolled, and God Yi strode in. He looked at Feng Xing, who was standing shoulder to shoulder with the girl, and shouted sternly: "Photo this kid be like a piece of meat for me!"

"Slow, slow, slow, how can you be abrupt?" Gonggong Wuyou walked in with a smile on his face.

He glanced at the girl's exquisite and delicate face like an elf, and a flash of hot greed flashed through Gonggong Wuyou's black eyes.

Playing with both hands a soft and black jade flute, Gonggong Wuyou gracefully and generously performed a court etiquette unique to the Yu nobles to the girl. He smiled gently and said, "The beautiful Yu Miss, in the name of the water god Gonggong, may I ask about your name?"

The girl almost instinctively picked up the dirty skirt and bent her knees to salute Gonggong Wuyou: "The descendants of the gods. The incarnation of the origin of the world, no matter which world they are in, the blood of the gods is worthy of respect. I am Yemo Shanya, a believer of the Dark Sun."

Feng Xing looked back at Yemo Shanya.

Gonggong Wuyou looked at the girl who gave him a gift, her eyes became more and more intense, and even a hint of madness was faintly brought to life: "Yemo Shanya? The real sister of the current ruler of the Dark Sun-Ri? Ah. The core bloodline of the Yamo family, the most noble of the Dark Sun-Rich family! It is indeed noble, and beautiful... No wonder Di Shisha is going to ask you for marriage!"

Yemo Shanya was so scared that she quickly took a step back. She stared at Gonggong Wuyou and shouted softly: "How do you know?"

Gonggong Wuyou's face twitched. He quickly approached two steps in the direction of Fengxing and shouted sternly: "Did you escape? In other words, no one knows your whereabouts? Too, great... Damn, Fengxing, stay away from Miss Yemo Shanya. If Miss Yemo Shanya is injured because of yours, it will not be enough to destroy you into pieces!"

God Yi clenched his fists from the side and shouted sternly at Gonggong Wuyou: "Prince Wuyou, don't ruin my major affairs for a woman. This guy is not Fengxing. His life is Yi Feng. He is a traitor to our clan. He stole the treasure of our clan!"

A divine light spurted out from Feng Xing's left hand. Feng Xing raised a strange-shaped longbow. The witch power rushed into the ancient longbow. Suddenly, a dazzling light rose into the sky. A large area of ​​blue storm that was visible to the naked eye swept across the surroundings. Countless arrows shot towards Yu Mu suddenly stopped in the hurricane, and then quickly became countless scum by the wind.

Yi Shen snorted coldly. Amid Gonggong Wuyou's scream, he also drew a long bow. When his fingers bounced on the bowstring, thousands of extremely thin blue arrows suddenly appeared and blasted hard at Feng Xing and Yemo Shanya beside him.

"Yi Feng, even if Ji Hao protects you, you will definitely die today." Yi Shen shouted loudly: "The artifact of the tribe can only be mine forever!"

Feng Xing roared, and his witch power poured into the longbow. He also plucked the bowstrings. Tens of thousands of golden arrows were densely packed and collided with the blue arrows.

"God Yi! When you kill me all over the family, I swear that one day, I will destroy you, Ten Days of Country!" Feng Xing jumped into the air and shouted sternly: "I am not Yi Feng, that damn surname. One day, I will completely bury this damn bloodline!"

"I am Fengxing, and I am just Fengxing."
Chapter completed!