"Yes, why will the fog rise again when it is broken?" Chao Weizi looked at the fog that suddenly surged in front of her and said blankly.

"Fuck, I'm asking you, you ask me instead." Yang Ming was about to be angry with Chao Xiezi. While holding the blood coagulation god in his hand, he yelled at Chao Weizi. "Is there really a pitfall in your head?"

"Ask me, who will I ask?" Chao Fanzi looked at Yang Ming with grievance and said, "How did I know that there is still fog coming out when the formation is broken?"

"You..." Yang Ming couldn't help it anymore, and couldn't help but want to grab Chao Fanzi.

But at this moment, Jin Wuzi from Wangwu Mountain shouted in awe at the entrance of Huajingyuan Community, "Four fellow Taoists inside, please don't panic. I will help you blow away the fog immediately. Please be careful to avoid the witch sect's plot."

Jin Wuzi shouted while pulling open the pocket of the hurricane bag. When the strong wind in the hurricane bag swept out, Jin Wuzi felt a secret feeling. Jin Wuzi felt that it was really a glorious thing to blow away the fog when so many people were helpless. Although Jin Wuzi had already appeared in the limelight just now, Jin Wuzi didn't mind showing up again.

As soon as he heard Jin Wuzi's shout, Yang Ming put away his heart and grabbed Chao Weizi to death. Shi Lang and Yu Ping also sacrificed their magic weapons to concentrate and be on guard.

Everyone in the Witch Suppression Alliance looked at Jin Wuzi's hurricane bag, thinking that the fog was blown away by the hurricane that was comparable to the 10th level wind that Jin Wuzi released.

But what surprised everyone was that when the hurricane bag opened and a hurricane roared out of Jinwuzi's hurricane bag, a gust of howling wind suddenly came from the fog that covered the Huajingyuan community.

Before all the people from the Witch Suppression Alliance could react, a violent storm swept over.

This gust of wind and waves is even more fierce than the hurricanes cast in Jinwuzi's hurricane bag. Before the hurricanes cast by Jinwuzi had been blown back by the extremely violent storm.

"Be careful, everyone." Yin Jing's expression changed drastically. He just exclaimed. Among the people in the witch-suppressing Alliance standing at the entrance of the community, some people with lower cultivation had already been blown back by the strong wind. After a while, he heard the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and screams like killing a pig.

"What's going on?" Jin Wuzi looked at the hurricane bag in disbelief, unable to believe it was true.

Although his cultivation was deep and the strong wind just now did not blow Jin Wuzi, Jin Wuzi's hair was blown back and turned into a very funny hairstyle.

"Is there any powerful magic circle inside?" Yin Jingzhi, who came to his senses, looked at Jin Wuzi's hairstyle and wanted to laugh but couldn't.

"Ah, ah, ah."

Wu Jingzi of Tianjing Sect shook his head and was about to say that this was impossible. In the foggy community, four screams sounded like the duck that suddenly got pinned down.

The people in the Witch Suppression Alliance all changed their faces again. Most of them couldn't help but look at Jin Wuzi holding the hurricane bag, but Jin Wuzi holding the hurricane bag, but she didn't know if she wanted to take action.

Jin Wuzi felt that if he used a hurricane bag and another hurricane in the fog, he would be really embarrassing to his grandmother's Penghu Bay. But if he didn't take action, so many people looked at him eagerly. After Jin Wuzi hesitated for a while, he still raised the hurricane bag in extreme pain.

When lifting the hurricane bag, Jin Wuzi had already decided in his heart that if the hurricane was not successful this time, he would immediately make up a lie, saying that the hurricane bag can only be used three times a day and will never be used again today, so as to avoid being embarrassed.

But what surprised Jin Wuzi was that Jin Wuzi had just raised the hurricane bag and the fog that was shrouded in the Huajingyuan community dissipated automatically.

But when the fog dissipated, all the people in the Sorcerer Alliance froze as if they were petrified magic.

Yang Ming and the other four were also safe and sound.

It is midsummer now, and summer nights can make the trousers of the most frigid women wet. However, Yang Ming and the other four were covered with thick layers of ice and snow, except for their heads.

From a distance, it looked like there were suddenly four ice sculptures in the Huajingyuan community. The four of them didn't know if they were suddenly fainted from the cold or knocked out, and there was no sound at all.

The four people remained alert, but all the magic weapons in Yang Ming and others were missing.

"What should I do?" Jin Wuzi stared blankly at the two Qingcheng Sect disciples lying on the ground in Huajing Garden, and four guys who were frozen into ice sculptures. While gasping for air conditioning, he asked Yin Jingzhi.

After hearing Jin Wuzi's words, Yin Jingzhi hesitated for a moment, but after a moment, Yin Jingzhi made a decision, and a hideous and cold smile appeared on Yin Jingzhi's face.

"Attack, everyone is ready to cast spells." Yin Jingzhi loudly issued an order to all the people in the Witch Suppression Alliance. "The people from the Witch Sect are hiding in these houses, like turtles. They take advantage of the inattention and secretly attacking them. We will destroy the houses here now and see where they hide."

"Okay." All the people from the Witch Suppression Alliance applauded. Many people shouted that they should have done this long ago and should have taken action together to smash the community into pieces. The people from the Witch Sect in the province were pretending to be a ghost.

"Who said that our Wu Sect's people are shrunk turtles?

Just as all the witch-suppressing alliances were applauding, a long sound rang out on the platform in the Huajingyuan community.

The black giant stone platform was originally empty, but after a wave of magic power, a group of people suddenly appeared on the black platform.

With the emergence of these people, all the closed street lights in the entire community lit up, and the entire community suddenly became brightly lit.

"What a clever trick."

The scene of a large number of people suddenly appearing on the black platform surprised all the people in the Swamp Suppression Alliance. No one in the Swamp Suppression Alliance discovered how these many people secretly came to the platform.

The sudden lights on the street light made many people in the Witch Suppression Alliance very uncomfortable. After a while, these people adapted and saw the scene on the high platform.

And when these people saw the scene on the high platform, they were all stunned again.

The entire platform is surrounded by black flags embroidered with witch gate marks, which seem indescribable solemn and dignified in the lights.

In the middle of the platform, there was a Taishi chair covered with black fur. A smiling young man, wearing a white robe like a sacrificial vener in the witch gate, sat lazily inside, quietly watching the people of the witch-suppressing Alliance.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost?"

The vast majority of the people in the Witch Suppression Alliance were shocked when they saw the young man who appeared on the high platform without knowing the gods and ghosts. They stopped the spells they were about to cast and the magic weapons they were about to sacrifice. However, in the Wangwu Mountain sect, Huo Yunzi, who was as strong as fire, shouted at the young man in the stands. Huo Yunzi is the elder of Wangwu Mountain, and his seniority is one generation higher than Jin Wuzi, the contemporary leader of Wangwu Mountain. Huo Yunzi, who is as strong as fire, has long been very dissatisfied with Yin Jingzhi's approach to explore.

When Yin Jingzhi felt something was wrong, Huo Yunzi had already finished the magic trick.

"Let you taste my fire cloud arrow."

With Huo Yunzi's loud shout, countless rockets suddenly appeared in the void above Huo Yunzi's head. Huo Yunzi waved his hand, and countless rockets condensed from flames shot towards the young man sitting lazily on the chair on the platform from all directions.

For a moment, the fire clouds and arrows filled the entire sky, blocking all the ways out of the young man sitting lazily on the Taishi chair.

"Okay." The powerful power of the Fire Cloud Arrow made many people in the Witch Suppression Alliance scream.

But before the scream disappeared, a round water curtain suddenly appeared beside the young man, protecting the young man's whole body.

All the fire cloud arrows shot on the water curtain turned into a white smoke and disappeared into the air.

"Taiyi True Water Cover."

A burst of exclamation sounded among the crowd in the Sorcerer Alliance.

"Are you from Tianyi Pavilion?" Yin Jingzhi suppressed the horror in his heart and shouted to the young man on the Black Stone giant platform. "Who are you?"

"The Taoist arts in the world are unified, and the Taiyi True Water cover of Tianyi Pavilion may not necessarily be a member of Tianyi Pavilion." The young man sitting lazily in the Taishi Chair smiled slightly. "I'm Zhao Lingjun."

"Zhao Lingjun?" All the people in the Witch Suppression Alliance were stunned, because everyone had never heard of this name.

"Are you a member of the Wu Sect? Where is the Witch King Gu Xuanbei?" Yin Jingzhi asked after looking at the people around him in surprise.

Zhao Lingjun smiled slightly, without saying a word, a black cloud fell from the sky, landed beside Zhao Lingjun, and slowly turned into a human form.

The human figure gradually changed from light to thicker, and then gathered into an arrogant old man.
Chapter completed!