Chapter 167 We Need You
Was this a trap? Had he spotted them?
As soon as this thought came into the two people's minds, an icicle suddenly shot out from the mist!
With a "gong" sound, it hit the black gold sword in Ji Yunmiao's hand and shattered into pieces of ice.
Ji Yunmiao took off the invisibility talisman on his body and took a step forward.
Inside Wen Jin's altar, Cang Yan slowly opened his eyes at this moment. The spear behind him vibrated slightly, ready to respond to Wen Jin's call at any time.
Wen Jin felt the changes in the altar and raised his hand slightly, with his palm facing down and half-open.
She hasn't shown up yet.
Because they didn't know whether this was a test or an attack after they were discovered. And the stand-in Wen Jin was still in the mist.
So Ji Yunmiao showed up first.
He took a step forward and stood in front of Wen Jin. He raised the black gold sword that had just blocked the ice cone, with the tip of the sword pointing straight to the place where the ice cone had just been released.
"Hahahahahaha."
The surging and contraction of the fog became more intense with this laughter.
"I just said there are some stray hairs here."
Upon hearing this, the group of half-puppets surrounding one side immediately knelt down in fear and trepidation.
"It's my fault. I deserve to die."
Everyone was talking in bits and pieces, and for a moment there seemed to be a noisy atmosphere like that of a market.
The man in the fog seemed to be in a good mood at the moment, and did not say much in the face of such an unexpected incident that seemed to be unorganized and undisciplined.
He just stared at Ji Yunmiao and didn't let that group of people get up.
He looked at Ji Yunmiao for a while and suddenly said "Huh".
Then a wisp of mist separated from the main mist and headed towards Ji Yunmiao.
Ji Yunmiao put his left hand's two fingers together to form a sword, ready to throw out the teleportation talisman in his sleeve at any time to send himself to the other side. His brows were furrowed as he looked at the mist vigilantly.
He had set up barrier formations around his body, so the fog naturally couldn't get close to him for a while, so he didn't make any other moves.
Wen Jin stood behind Ji Yunmiao, squinting her eyes and staring at the mist, somewhat unsure of the current situation: If she was not mistaken, how could she not see the murderous intent in the mist?
why?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but frowned, and a bad premonition arose in her heart.
So does Ling Tian.
Golden light had already covered the sword in his hand, the same golden light that had helped Ji Yunmiao suppress his demonic consciousness.
The mist circled around Ji Yunmiao and suddenly laughed.
"Why would you help these ants from the underworld?"
The mist went back into the fog ball, and the voice came out again. The difference from before was that the tone this time seemed to be more gentle, with a hint of persuasion.
Ji Yunmiao's eyes narrowed into slits, his lips were tightly pursed, and he gripped the sword with more strength. He stared at the pair of red eyes that emerged from the mist again without saying a word.
Wen Jin's heart was boiling with anger at this moment.
These things in the underworld are actually related to the demons!
When I was in Medicine King Valley, I said that I would go to the Demon Clan. After I came back, I was hindered by these things and never had the time. In addition, Ji Yunmiao's demonic consciousness has been suppressed very well, so well that people almost think it poses no threat. So this matter has been postponed again and again until today.
So what is the situation now, and what is the situation with the demonic consciousness in Ji Yunmiao's body?
She looked at Ji Yunmiao. From her angle, she could only see half of Ji Yunmiao's profile. The corners of his mouth were tightly pursed, and his eyes were fixed on the mist.
I can't see any other situation.
She felt somewhat powerless for a moment.
If the evil consciousness in Ji Yunmiao's body came out again at this moment, and she couldn't help him at all, wouldn't the situation on the scene become that of her fighting a group of people alone?
Seeing Ji Yunmiao remained silent, the mist moved closer: "We need you."
The voice in the mist spoke, and a pair of red eyes stared at Ji Yunmiao intently, as if trying to stare a hole through him.
"We need you."
He said the same words as before, but this time he used honorifics.
The sword in Ji Yunmiao's hand tilted slightly, and then he took a step forward, so that the tip of the sword was only half an arm's length away from the eyes.
Just this one step seemed to have consumed a great deal of his energy.
He rejected Ling Tian's golden spiritual consciousness, and relied solely on his own spirit to suppress the demonic consciousness that was once again active in his heart.
He would not put Ajin into a more difficult situation and would not let Ajin down.
As for what the mist meant, he didn't want to delve into it now.
The blade of the black gold sword in his hand shook, releasing a burst of spiritual power, and the moment it touched the mist, it actually knocked the mist away.
The mist condensed into ice, and then turned into fine fragments that fell from mid-air to the ground.
The person in the fog was just surprised for a moment, but not annoyed at all.
Can't wait any longer!
Wen Jin opened her red lips slightly, silently chanted a string of spells, and then pushed her hands into the mist!
In an instant, the sound of explosion came from the fog!