There was indeed a faint mist around us as Principal Pang said. Although the fog was not very heavy, the strange thing was that the visibility had dropped a lot. In this underground space, according to the vision level of ordinary people, they basically couldn't see their five fingers.

It has also been affected by some influence to me. Although it is not much, this invisible suppression is real.

In addition to this strange fog, footsteps sounded around us. In my opinion, some ghosts did appear around us.

Most of their outfits are similar, with traces of being sewn, but some seem to be mixed in from outside, wearing different clothes, and one has an empty head, which looks quite weird.

Before we arrived here, Le Yan and I hadn't done any investigation, and we didn't care about the amazing ghosts here.

These ghosts looked a little disgusted, and Le Yan's face was even a little pale. She was not scared, but a little disgusting.

These ghosts were circled around us. They seemed to know and were sure that we would not find their existence, so they were walking around us with a blank look on their faces and approaching our location little by little.

At this moment, Le Yan looked at me and gave me a look for me to experience it myself.

Before that, the ghosts who were gradually approaching us had raised their hands, as if they were planning to shoot us in a mess.

Le Yan's intention is very obvious. If I don't do it, she will start.

I didn't hesitate, nor did I consider alarming the snake, so I directly took out a soul-raising wooden tower. This is already the number of similar magic weapons I don't know. Ordinary soul-raising magic weapons cannot be used for a long time and will have to be replaced after a while.

The two-horned evil dragon on the tower's body lit up, and the next second it sucked the ghosts surrounding us and ready to slap us in the Soul-raising Wooden Tower.

These ghosts have no murderous intentions. They have no idea about our arrival. To be precise, they have no evil thoughts at all. Similarly, they have no good thoughts towards us.

For such ghosts who have lost their self, the best choice is to put them away and send them directly to the underworld.

Otherwise, they may harm people under certain special circumstances and gradually develop in the direction of evil ghosts and evil ghosts, or become the resources for other ghosts to improve their strength.

The light of the magic weapon flashed and disappeared. Although the speed was very fast, I had a premonition that those who occupied this underground space had already known our arrival.

We have taken away the ghosts surrounding us, but at this time, the fog has not dissipated. On the contrary, there is a tendency to become more and more heavy. This is probably the arrangement made by the practitioner for us.

It was not long, so we came from our original location to the core area of ​​the underground space.

What caught our eyes was a huge metal door. Along the way, all the ghosts we found were taken into the Soul-raising Wooden Tower.

When we arrived here, we still didn't see the monk and the Tao, but when we just arrived in front of the metal door, the door was suddenly opened and two figures were thrown out from inside.

To be precise, they were knocked out and fell to the ground like two bags, and they looked quite injured.

The rosary in the monk's hand had scattered, a little bit of spiritual light disappeared from the rosary, and the peach wood sword in the Taoist's hand had also been broken, and there was also a faint lightning disappearing.

From this point of view, the two of them are still a little different from Yang Banxian. These two people still have some real things in their hands, and Yang Banxian probably has nothing to do with them.

Fortunately, he didn't come in with the gang, otherwise he would have been the first one to fall.

A monk and a Taoist were beaten out of the metal gate. Judging from their blood spitting out, they knew that they were seriously injured, which was incomparable to those who fainted before.

The only good news is that the one who recruited them was the Medical College, which means that it is not difficult to cure them.

I just don't have to go to the hospital by myself.

I looked at these two people and shook my head. People like them still have some markets at the moment, but they really encountered trouble, and the first ones that fell down were often them.

I waved my hand and another yellow turban hero who looked very rough appeared, dragging them both outwards.

However, at this moment, a voice sounded from the metal door.

"Since you're here, don't think about going back."

The voice was not very loud, but the tone was very cold. At the same time, the Yellow Turban Strongman, who was dragging two unconscious people, suddenly stopped in place and swayed left and right.

My Yellow Turban Strongman is just a dead object, not strong, and it is just a flower stand to reach its limits, and its spirituality is almost gone. In its feelings, the underground space suddenly began to change, and the passage I had walked through before was suddenly disrupted.

The terrain changed, and the rigid Yellow Turban Rex immediately fell into conflict, so it swayed left and right like now. It was fine to circulate like this, but the two people dragged by it were considered unlucky.

"You can't decide whether to go back or not!"

As I said, my mind was immersed in the body of the Yellow Turban Strongman. In an instant, the armor on the Yellow Turban Strongman became clearer, the patterns on it were clearly visible, and a ferocious sharp shield appeared behind it.

The people inside the door did not respond, but in my senses, the changes around me became more rapid.

I controlled the Yellow Turban Strongman and took off the spike shield behind me without saying a word. This was a square shield that could cover most of my body. The patterns on it looked a bit like the tortoise shell on the back of the turtle demon that I had killed with my sword.

Although the Yellow Turban Strongman was under my control, he was quite strong. Without saying a word, he lowered his head and rushed forward with a sharp shield. This guy was like a wild bull running wildly, destroying everything in front of him.

With loud noises, a big hole was suddenly knocked out of the passage blocking the Yellow Turban Strongman. When the Yellow Turban Strongman arrived at the exit, he also didn't say anything, turned around and identified a direction and continued to hit him.

This speed is actually much faster than the speed of the workers outside dismantling. In an instant, Principal Pang, who was staying outside, felt the shaking coming from under the ground.

Seeing that the Yellow Turban Rich appeared in front of me with dust, I stretched out a hand and pointed it in a certain direction. Then the Yellow Turban Rich was about to hit him head-on. Until this time, the existence hiding in the metal door finally couldn't help it.
Chapter completed!