Chapter 88 Fog

The sun had just risen, and under the leadership of the Four Wonders of the South and the Four Monsters of the North, hundreds of martial arts masters walked out of Jingzhou City and headed towards the charity cemetery in the south of the city.

The martial artists who came this time can truly be called martial arts masters, they are different from those who came before.

They are all well-known figures in the martial arts world, some of them are powerful leaders, some are local tyrants, and some are leaders of a faction.

None of these people are weak in the world.

Didn’t you see that even Mei Niansheng’s three disciples who hadn’t been seen for a long time gathered together?

"Big Brother,"

The Land Dragon Yan Daping looked at the Five Cloud Hand Wan Zhenshan and went straight to greet him, "Long time no see!"

"Second brother,"

Wan Zhenshan was slightly startled when he saw Yan Daping approaching, but he quickly reacted, "It's been a long time indeed!"

As he said this, he looked around, "I wonder if the third brother has arrived!"

"He will definitely come!"

Yan Daping said confidently, "So many people in the martial arts world want to get the Liancheng treasure!"

"If we brothers don't unite, we won't even get a share of the spoils!"

"Second Brother is right!"

A man dressed as an old farmer came over and said, "The three of us brothers must work together sincerely!"

"Third brother, you are here!"

Wan Zhenshan was so angry when he saw Qi Changfa, who was holding Tie Suo Hengjiang, that his teeth were itching.

However, this is not the time to get angry, as what the second brother Yan Daping said was absolutely correct.

If they want to get the priceless treasure, or get a share of it, the three brothers must unite.

Otherwise, let alone getting a share of the pie, there is a high possibility that you will die here.

There are simply too many top masters coming!

"Why don't you pay your respects to your Second Uncle and Third Uncle?"

Thinking of this, Wan Zhenshan spoke directly to the disciples behind him.

"Greetings to the two uncles!"

Several young men bowed directly to Yan Daping and Qi Changfa.

"Uh-huh!"

Yan Daping and Qi Changfa also nodded and stood among Wan Zhenshan's group.

"Let's go!"

Wan Zhenshan looked around, hesitated for a moment, and still did not remind his two fellow apprentices that he had fought with the owner of the charity cemetery.

Following a large group of people, they also headed towards the charity cemetery in the south of the city.

There are many small groups like Wan Zhenshan among the people in the martial arts world, but they are still led by the Four Wonders of the South and the Four Weirdos of the North.

"Ancestor, they have already set off!"

In an inn, there lived a group of ferocious monks. A young monk said to the old monk.

"Then, let's go too!"

The old monk was none other than the Blood Knife Patriarch. “No matter if there is the Liancheng Jue in the charity cemetery or not, Baoxiang died there, and we must ask for an explanation!”

After saying this, he waved his hand and the Blood Knife Patriarch led his disciples towards the south of the city.

"Tap tap! tap tap!"

At this moment, the sound of horse hooves could be heard constantly at the south gate of Jingzhou City, which were the sounds of martial artists riding their horses at full speed.

The sound of hundreds of horses' hooves caused quite a stir.

The guards at the city gate saw groups of people coming out of the city gate, and they hurried towards the prefectural government office.

The charity cemetery in the south of the city is actually not too far from Jingzhou City, especially with horses, it would be faster.

Before long, hundreds of martial arts masters gathered in front of the locust tree forest.

"go!"

Looking at the locust tree forest in front of them, some martial arts masters actually felt a little creepy.

Especially those top masters, their faces were solemn. They seemed to sense the evil spirits that were constantly emanating from the locust tree forest.

It seems that this is a dangerous place. Once you step in, there is no way out.

It's just that the arrow has to be fired!
We've already come this far, how can we retreat?

As the Four Wonders of the South and the Four Monsters of the North waved their hands, a large number of martial artists rode in on horseback.

"Ancestor,"

The Blood Blade Sect member who followed closely behind him tightened his robes and said, "There is something wrong here!"

Jingzhou, located in the south, shouldn’t be so cold!

In particular, outside the locust tree forest, the sun was still shining brightly, and after galloping on horseback for a while, fine sweat broke out on my body.

However, the temperature in the locust tree forest was obviously about ten degrees lower than the outside temperature.

The monk robes they were wearing actually felt a little cold.

“It’s really weird!”

The Blood Knife Patriarch's expression also became a little more serious, "Tell the disciples to be careful!"

"Yes, ancestor!"

The abbot of the Blood Knife Sect immediately gave instructions.

Not to mention the Blood Knife Patriarch, even some other people in the martial arts world were secretly on guard.

A distance of more than ten miles is still very short for martial artists riding horses.

Even if there are densely distributed small trees, the impact on them is not significant.

And Zhang Chu, who was in the charity cemetery, was standing quietly on the gathering place of Yin in the charity cemetery. In front of him was an altar.

He seemed to be waiting for something.

"Whoosh!"

A black shadow appeared directly in front of him. It was the bronze-armored corpse transformed by the Fire Cloud Evil God.

“Everyone’s coming in!”

After checking the information sent by the bronze-armored corpse, Zhang Chu muttered, "Then it's time for me to take action!"

As I said just now, those people in the martial arts world are very fast. It will only take a dozen miles and they will reach the charity cemetery in no time.

After waiting for about a cup of tea, Zhang Chu took out the Corpse King Banner and threw it out directly, landing in the Yin Gathering Land.

And what about Zhang Chu?

He held a peach wood sword and began to perform a ritual.

His cultivation level was not high, so it was not an easy task for him to fully activate the formation.

As the peach wood sword continued to dance, gradually, a thin mist appeared in the charity cemetery and continued to spread towards the locust tree forest.

Lu Tianshu, the great swordsman of benevolence, who was heading towards the charity cemetery, looked at the fog that suddenly appeared in front of him and immediately showed a puzzled look on his face, "Is it foggy?"

"It shouldn't be!"

Hua Tiegan standing by also looked puzzled.

It's still a sunny day outside, how could it suddenly become foggy?

This doesn't go against common sense!
On foggy days, the fog will dissipate immediately as soon as the sun shines.

However, on this sunny day, fog suddenly appeared!
Not only Lu Tianshu was confused, but even other martial arts masters felt confused.

At the same time, a sentence popped up in their minds, "There is something strange!"

At the moment they were thinking, the fog became thicker and thicker, even to the point where they couldn't see their hands in front of them.

Even if we meet face to face, we can only hear the voice but not see the person.

Moreover, the fog was not white fog, but black fog!

That’s right, the fog that suddenly appeared was extremely black, and with the appearance of the fog, even people with great internal skills felt waves of chills!
For a moment, hundreds of martial arts masters were in a state of chaos.

They only united together for the priceless treasure, and many of them had grudges against each other before.

In this pitch-black fog, if someone were to do something shady, the death would be too unjust.

Anxiety is spreading in the fog!

(End of this chapter)