It was late at night, and it was rainy.
The wooden door was quietly pushed open, and two people wearing black raincoats tiptoed out of the wooden house, fearing that the noise they caused would be noticed. The
black-robed man lurking in the dark stared:
"This kid is really pretending. Who is the person with him? Why can he quietly avoid our sight and enter the village?" After
the two left, the black-robed man in the dark hurried to the side of the house to check.
Su Xiaoluo was sleeping. Who was the person who just walked with that kid? No, I have to report to the adults quickly. The black-robed man was about to leave.
The guard hiding in the dark ended his life with a knife, and corroded his body with the power of darkness, turning it into a pool of disgusting black smoke.
The black was quickly washed away by the rain, and after it merged into the soil, it seemed as if nothing had happened.
"Hong Jun, I didn't expect it to be you."
Zhang Xiaohou, who was standing by the window, took in everything in front of him.
After confirming that the black thick was completely washed away, he went back to bed and slept as if nothing had happened. The shadow guard turned into a dark and got into his shadow. The two people who walked out of
the house slowly walked out of the village.
The person walking in front looked very cautious and observed the surroundings. He dared to move forward only after confirming that there was no one on the road ahead.
"How dare this kid run away so blatantly? Why didn't Hong Jun come to report?" The gray priest hiding in the dark frowned.
"Priest, should we attack them?" The black priest asked. The
gray priest shook his head slightly:
"It shouldn't be that simple to hide and hide so blatantly. That kid has been pretending for so long that he can't be exposed like this. You guys go and inform the deacon, we will continue to watch here!"
"Yes!"
On the other side.
The gray-white masked man stood in the hazy rainy night, and the falling raindrops could not touch him at all.
If you look closely, you can see that when the raindrops are about to touch him, a weak wind element pushes the raindrops away.
This person's mastery of wind magic has reached a superb level!
The gray-and-white masked man frowned:
"What is he doing? Isn't he afraid of being hunted down by the Black Church? Who is that person? He was able to get to Zhang Xiaohou quietly."
After a brief thought, the gray-and-white masked man chose to follow the two.
...
"King! Those gray-clothed and black-clothed people have been dealt with." The Shadow Guard following behind Zhang Chenran whispered.
Zhang Chenran nodded and continued to move forward.
"Where are you two going?"
The middle-aged man in a blue butler's windbreaker blocked the way ahead, and he exuded a foul smell.
This stench is even more disgusting than the corpse poison on the cancerous undead. If you inhale it into your body, I'm afraid it won't take long for the poison to kill you!
Poison mage, this person's aura is probably about to cultivate the poison system to a high level of perfection. Zhang Chenran felt inexplicably disappointed, and said in a low voice:
"The blue-clothed level people really think highly of us!"
"Hehe, the guy who is protecting in the dark has never shown up. If you were not so anxious to die, I would not have found a chance to attack!" The middle-aged man in blue grinned.
"Who is the person being protected?" Zhang Chenran asked.
"I guess it's the people from the Tribunal. Those guys have been tracking us for a long time! I really want to catch the guy hiding in the dark, invade his body with my cold poison bit by bit, and watch him struggle."
The middle-aged man in blue said, and strange light blue toxins appeared on his hands.
"What if that guy is a super-class mage?" Zhang Chenran continued to ask.
"I know you are stalling for time. To tell you the truth, he was already dead when you stepped into my cold poison field, even if that guy is a super-class mage! If he can be eradicated, it can save a lot of trouble."
The middle-aged man in blue showed disdain, as if the super-class mage was also a prey that could be slaughtered at will in his eyes. Are
all the blue-clothed people in the Black Church so stupid? Where does the confidence come from? Zhang Chenran slowly took off his rain hat and teased:
"In fact, I am looking for him just like you. Killing you is just a side job!"
As soon as the voice fell, a wisp of darkness emerged from the ground.
The middle-aged man in blue's face changed. His cold poison field was actually being swallowed up by these darkness bit by bit!
"If your biggest reliance is this field, then I am quite disappointed." Zhang Chenran's voice echoed around.
The middle-aged man in blue came back to his senses and found that he didn't know when he was in a dark quagmire, and Zhang Chenran's figure disappeared.
A pair of flashing dark eyes overlooked the middle-aged man in blue.
Under his gaze, the middle-aged man in blue felt that he was being stared at by the master of darkness, and inexplicably had the idea of being invincible!
"No, no, he is just a shadow mage who has just entered the high-level."
The middle-aged man in blue was extremely sure of this. The other party's cultivation was not as good as his, and at most his mental power was stronger than his.
He closed his eyes and wanted to reawaken his domain.
But the gaze of the dark master made it impossible for him to concentrate, and the seeds of fear were already buried deep in his soul!
The middle-aged man in blue gritted his teeth and roared:
"I have killed even super-class beings, how can I be afraid of a rubbish that has just entered the high-level domain! Frozen coffin!"
Ice crystal-colored stars appeared around him, and the stars connected into star tracks and star maps!
The star maps intersected and reflected each other, and presented diagonal tracks connected together, forming a 360-degree magical constellation surrounding the middle-aged man in blue!
The middle-aged man in blue's pupils flashed cold light, and ice filled the sky above the dark mire.
Immediately, an ice coffin fell from the sky and smashed into the dark quagmire.
It was like a coffin-shaped iceberg peak, and the icy energy it emitted could actually block the surrounding darkness!
The middle-aged man in blue jumped onto the ice coffin and spread the cold poison unscrupulously around!
As long as Zhang Chenran, who was hiding in the quagmire, inhaled his cold poison, his internal organs would be corroded by the cold poison in a short while!
"Damn it, I didn't expect this man to have such means. I should have killed him directly!"
The middle-aged man in blue frowned. If it was an ordinary high-level mage, he would only need three rounds to kill the other party without anyone noticing. Unexpectedly
, the mage who pretended to be Zhang Xiaohou and deliberately lured him out turned out to be a difficult shadow mage.
Moreover, this person's control over the power of darkness is even more terrifying than his control over the poison system!
Suddenly, he felt his feet sink, and the ice coffin was gradually swallowed by the dark mire!
"Poison burial!"
The middle-aged blue-clothed man did not dare to be careless and accelerated the sweep of the poison.
But gradually he found that his poison did not spread outward at all. After the poison spread out for a distance of two meters, it disappeared strangely.
The previously spread poison strangely returned to his surroundings and was completely blocked in this area on the ice coffin!
Soon, even the ice coffin was completely swallowed by the dark mire, and the middle-aged blue-clothed man stood in the dark mire again.
"This is his domain, I must escape first!"
The middle-aged blue-clothed man gave up the idea of suppressing the dark mire.
This dark mire seemed to be able to absorb energy together, and even the high-level magic frozen coffin could be quickly swallowed. He had no stronger killing move than the frozen coffin!
Wearing a pair of silver boots on his feet, the middle-aged blue-clothed man burst out at a very fast speed, trying to rush out of the mire.
"Run slowly!" Zhang Chenran's teasing voice echoed around.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
In the dark quagmire, guards stood up one by one. They stood in the quagmire in a disorderly manner, holding various cold weapons in their hands. The running of the middle-aged man in blue seemed to have disturbed them, and the guards slowly turned around and looked at him.
Seeing the appearance of the shadow guards, the middle-aged man in blue was frightened and trembled all over.
The faces of these guards were made from his appearance, and they copied his face in the dark. Even their bodies were gradually copying his current appearance, exactly the same as him!
They did not attack him, but instead put on various death postures, as if asking him:
With so many ways to die, which one do you choose?
"Fake, all fake!" The blue-clothed deacon roared and continued to run.
Little did he know that the seeds of fear that had been planted deep in his soul had already sprouted.
The faster the middle-aged man in blue ran, the more despair and fear he felt in his heart!
Because he found that this quagmire with a diameter of only a few hundred meters had no end at all!
He ran at least a few kilometers, but still did not get closer to the edge of the quagmire even half a meter, and he still did not take a step forward!
"Ah!!!!"
Fear and despair instantly filled his heart, and the middle-aged man in blue collapsed and screamed.
Only then did he understand that he had no chance of winning from the beginning!
His confidence, his domain, everything was so ridiculous!
"How useless is a super-class person who can be killed by you? I thought you could hold on for a few more minutes." Zhang Chenran's voice echoed in the dark quagmire.
A female figure appeared behind the middle-aged man in blue, stretched out her bare hands and grabbed the top of the middle-aged man in blue.
The middle-aged man in blue had a complete mental breakdown, and it was easy to extract his memory.
After all the memories were extracted, Zhang Chenran took them back to the dark quagmire, and the figure of the middle-aged man in blue disappeared without a trace.
"Is the great deacon Hu Jin the right-hand man of Saran?" Zhang Chenran read the memory of the middle-aged man in blue and frowned slightly.
How could this piece of information be useful to a deacon in blue? How did this rubbish become a deacon in blue?
The Black Church has a system in which the identities of superiors and subordinates are completely confidential. In this grand plan, even the blue-clothed man is just a part of the plan, and he can't even touch the core of the plan.
"I've been watching for so long, can I come out now?" Zhang Chenran looked in a certain direction behind him.
The gray-white masked man was stunned, as if he was a little surprised that the other party could find his hiding so quickly.
He was lurking in the dark when Zhang Chenran attacked the blue-clothed deacon.
He did not choose to hide, and walked out slowly.
"Are you from the Magic Association or the Ministry of Health?" Zhang Chenran asked. The
gray-white masked man shook his head:
"I was entrusted by President Han to investigate the conspiracy of the Black Church. Which force are you from?"
After seeing Zhang Chenran attack the blue-clothed deacon and stealing his memory, he could confirm that the man in front of him was a friend, not an enemy, so he directly told the other party his identity.
President Han? The Magic Association has already noticed the conspiracy of the Black Church. Zhang Chenran took off his rain hat and let the other party see his face clearly.
The other party protected Zhang Xiaohou and could confirm that he was a friend, not an enemy.
After seeing his face clearly, the gray-white masked man was stunned. He naturally knew the ancient capital genius in front of him.
During the time when Zhang Chenran disappeared, Han Ji also told him to try his best to find Zhang Chenran's traces.
"You came to investigate the conspiracy of the Black Church, so why did you choose to protect Zhang Xiaohou in secret?" Zhang Chenran asked.
"I was asked by someone." The gray-white masked man said.
"Who?"
"Zhan Kong."
"Boss Zhan Kong?" Zhang Chenran was stunned and asked quickly:
"Where is he?"
"He is secretly investigating the plan of the Black Church like me." The gray-white masked man said.
As expected, Zhang Chenran sighed inwardly. This answer was the same as he guessed.
Zhan Kong came to the ancient capital after killing Yi Canglang with him that day, and secretly investigated with the gray-white masked man in front of him.
"The Black Church used the power of Sha Yuan to deal with the ancient capital. They even wanted to revive the ancient king to achieve the effect of destroying the ancient capital."
Zhang Chenran said his guess, staring straight at the gray-white masked man.
The gray-white masked man looked surprised. He didn't expect that he even knew such a thing.
He nodded and said,
"Yes, Zhan Kong has been looking for information about the ancient king's tomb and blocking the Black Church's crazy plan. As long as the ancient king is not completely revived, all problems can be solved."
"The ancient king's tomb is in the evil abyss." Zhang Chenran said.
"Well, the Black Church is so confidential. What did you say!"
The gray-white masked man didn't react for a while, and then screamed.
"This is what the Great Deacon Hu Jin said in person. This is also the reason why the Black Church has been staring at Zhang Xiaohou. He saw the people of the Black Church appear near the evil abyss and heard important information." Zhang Chenran explained.
"The ancient king's tomb is in the evil abyss, and the evil abyss will devour everything around it." The gray-white masked man's pupils shrank.
This is simply an unsolvable situation!
Enter the evil abyss? Who dares? Who can?
That's the black restricted area!
If you can't enter the evil abyss and find the ancient king's tomb, how can you stop the ancient king from reviving?
"What are you going to do?" Zhang Chenran asked.
The gray-white masked man came back to his senses, took a deep breath and said:
"I have done a very important intelligence transaction with someone, and I need to wait for her to arrive here. I can't get away for the time being.
If possible, I hope you can take these intelligence related to the safety of the ancient capital back to President Han, and I will continue to protect Zhang Xiaohou in secret."
Zhang Chenran shook his head:
"Zhang Xiaohou was previously planted with a strange insect that can block his memory. If I help him unlock his memory, it will definitely attract a more terrifying pursuit by the Black Church. I want to take him back to the ancient capital together.
If possible, I will find the Great Deacon Hu Jin, and things may turn around!"
"You take him back with you?" The gray-white masked man frowned.
Although Zhang Chenran is very strong, he is only invincible in the high-level field at most.
The Black Church has many strange methods, and even he, a super-level mage, has to be careful.
If it were him and Zhang Xiaohou, how could they safely reach the ancient capital?
A message was transmitted to his mind through soul transmission, and Zhang Chenran frowned.
"What's wrong?" The gray-white masked man asked.
Zhang Chenran did not answer him, but quickly returned in the direction of Hua Village.