As soon as he rushed into the dense fog, Zhang Yuanqing saw a tall figure coming towards him, with a shriveled body like bacon, grass-like hair, sunken cheeks, extremely angry, extremely violent scarlet eyeballs, immediately reflected in his eyes .

The Ghost Bride silently appeared behind the monster, clung to its back, and completed her possession.

thump! With a kick of his legs, Zhang Yuanqing held the brass pestle and rushed towards the mummy.

Encountering the monster possessed by the ghost bride, her body was stiff and unable to move. The two protruding eyeballs glowed red, and lit up twisted and weird runes.

Bewitched!

Zhang Yuanqing was not affected in the slightest, and rushed towards the mummy resolutely. He had purified himself in advance, so he would not be confused by the other party's bewitching eyes.

However, the bewitching skill of the 4th-level saint affected the ghost bride, leaving her in a sluggish state, unable to continue to compete for the dominance of her body.

"Boom!"

The monster took a step forward, turned sideways to avoid the straight thrust of the brass pestle, and at the same time swung its arm, blasting a thunderous uppercut.

Wow~

Zhang Yuanqing's body exploded, foam gushing out.

Punch! A level 4 saint can explode the body of an extraordinary walker with a single punch.

The gushing foam and water spray gathered automatically, and Zhang Yuanqing regained his human form. Without even thinking about it, he raised his foot and kicked the mummy's chest.

The "deadly kick" of the back earth boots, the attack of the saint.

Boom!

With a flash of yellow light, the monster failed to hold the foot, and staggered back, while Zhang Yuanqing used his strength to retreat and distance himself.

As soon as he retreated, another figure rushed into the thick fog, and ran towards the monster with a clear goal. He leaned back and struck out with a cannon punch, smashing the monster back again.

This is Zhao Chenghuang's Level 4 Yin Corpse.

Immediately afterwards, the two bewitching monsters, No Taboo, All White, followed in the footsteps of the level 4 corpses, and rushed to the monster. Distorted and weird lines appeared in the pupils of the two.

Let the monster who is staggering and retreating appear in a trance for a moment.

"Buzz."

The sound of flapping wings sounded from above, and the thick fog shook violently like a strong wind.

Ah Yi vibrated his thin wings and fell from the sky. His palm turned into a unparalleled sharp bone sword, and with inertia, he slashed down from a high place.

When a group of masters entangled the monster, Asano Ryo and the fire masters had already rushed into the thick fog.

Jiang Jingwei held a washbasin-sized fireball in his palm, twisted his arms violently, the fireball flew out, and spun rapidly after landing, turning into a flame tornado.

All the fire masters followed suit one after another, creating flame tornadoes, swallowing oxygen, burning more and more vigorously, rising higher and higher.

In an instant, the high-temperature weather, which was already in the scorching summer, became more and more hot, the air twisted accordingly, and streams of scorching air rose to the sky.

The people in the distance breathed scorching hot air, the scorching wind hit their faces, and the sweat glands squeezed out bean-sized sweat from the pores.

Seeing this, Asano Ryo pulled out the ice porch covered with ice crystal lines and held it high above his head.

"Frost is coming!" JrNovels.com