Chapter 168 Mist
Seeing the opportunity, Ling Tian immediately used the sword that Ji Yunmiao handed over to him and attached his spiritual energy to the sword.
Then Ji Yunmiao slightly turned the sword, and the sword energy mixed with the two spiritual energies, immediately condensing into the phantom of a dragon.
"go."
Ji Yunmiao uttered a word softly.
The spiritual energy gathered at the tip of the sword immediately rushed away along with the dragon head!
The person in the fog, who had not yet recovered from the explosion, had no time to receive the spiritual energy and could only retreat hastily with the fog.
The half-puppet monk standing aside suddenly rushed forward.
Lu Qingzhi and Wen Jin's stand-ins were thrown out of the mist at this time. At this moment, the two stand-ins had turned into their original scarecrows, and the talismans on their bodies had long disappeared.
Seeing the puppet about to pounce on him, Wen Jin curled his lips into a slight smile.
She raised her downward palm slightly, and a jet-black spear appeared in her hand.
The golden light on the gun had disappeared at this moment, and a hint of red could be seen faintly, which was the color of Wen Jin's own aura.
These things, which have been transformed and have barely reached the peak of the Spirit Transformation and the early stage of the Void Refining, have very strong attack power, but their defense is still the same as before the transformation.
If it were a group of perfect puppets in the Nascent Soul stage, Wen Jin would really be worried, but this kind of semi-finished product was no big deal for her.
The only thing to guard against is——
She raised her eyes, looked across the crowd at the shrinking mist behind her, and squinted.
The only thing to guard against is that person's trump card and counterattack.
The demonic consciousness in Ji Yunmiao's heart is currently an uncertain factor. It is unknown whether that person has something that can activate the demonic consciousness, or whether that person really has a batch of perfect puppets in the Nascent Soul stage.
However, the latter is unlikely.
Wen Jin shook her head slightly in her heart, but her hands did not stop moving. She swung the gun lightly forward, and the end was tightly grasped in her hand. Then she swung it horizontally, and the tip of the gun drew a perfect arc in the air, and pieces of talismans like steel plates flew out.
The perfect puppet of the Nascent Soul stage is usually refined by a cultivator of the Spirit Transformation stage.
Every cultivator in the God Transformation Stage can almost command a force, so they are still very rare. Where can these people find so many cultivators in the God Transformation Stage?
As for using medicine to promote Nascent Soul cultivators to enter the Spiritual Transformation Stage... without an unstable foundation, everything is in vain.
Wen Jin and Ji Yunmiao, each armed with a gun and a sword, were so powerful that they beat the group of half-puppets to the ground and made them fall to the ground in disarray.
He flew straight towards the fog!
However, they didn't expect that the fog would suddenly disperse at this moment, instantly enveloping the two of them!
Seeing this, Wen Jin subconsciously looked around.
As expected, Ji Yunmiao was missing at this moment.
"Ajin?"
Ji Yunmiao's voice sounded in the fog, seeming near yet far away, making it difficult to tell the direction.
Wen Jin moved two steps towards where Ji Yunmiao was just now, but the spiritual power he extended disappeared like a stone sinking into the sea.
"Ajin!"
Ji Yunmiao's voice sounded again, this time it seemed closer and more urgent.
Wen Jin looked around, but still no sign of him.
"I can hear."
She responded, her eyes locked in the direction she had been facing.
In any case, the direction she was facing was where the center of the fog was.
She observed for a long time and found that the center of the fog seemed to be fixed in one place. No matter whether it expanded or shrunk, it was always in the center.
That's why that person only released a wisp of mist when he was observing Ji Yunmiao.
He couldn't move away.
Wen Jin made a judgment, then picked up his gun and rushed to the center.
There are talismans to guide the way, and that person is a person who can only shrink in the center of the fog. It seems that his basic strength is not as good as hers. At this moment, as long as she is not confused by the sudden influx of fog, her direction will not be wrong.
It’s just Ji Yunmiao…
She put away the excessive thoughts in her mind, pursed her lips, and her eyes became firmer.
As long as they all rush to the center, they will eventually meet each other. Although there is no talisman to help him show the way, Ling Tian is with him. This trick is just to make people lose their composure. With a dragon like Ling Tian who has lived for who knows how many tens of thousands of years, it should be no problem for him to point out the direction.
Besides, even if we take a step back, Ji Yunmiao is the male protagonist! Is there anything that can trap the male protagonist?
Thinking this way, Wen Jin felt much calmer and moved faster.
However, the closer they got to the center, the harder it became to walk, which made Wen Jin think of the day when she obtained the dragon egg.
The water vapor in the air condensed more and more. Wen Jin used all her spiritual power to dry up all the water vapor around her body, but the feeling of the spiritual energy circulation in her body being suppressed made her feel uncomfortable.
She placed her other hand on the spear and quickly moved it across, and then the surface of the spear was covered with layer upon layer of talismans.
Now there is not even any red light.
Only some talismans that were randomly wrapped remained, which were slightly dampened by the water vapor and therefore looked more adherent.
"Based on this, all the spirits are at my disposal."
She chanted softly and threw the spear upwards. The talismans that were originally wrapped tightly around the spear were instantly dried up and peeled off from the spear layer by layer.
Seeing the fog rushing towards the spear in an instant, a thick fog gathered around the spear in an instant, so thick that she could hardly see the spear.
Wen Jin smiled lightly, then pointed his toes and flew towards the center at a rapid speed!