The few people in front of the boulder looked at the mist with fear in their eyes.
Although they knew that the blood mist that was sprayed out just now probably belonged to that warrior, none of them retreated. For cultivators like them, this spiritual realm is their opportunity. It is already very difficult to improve their cultivation in this world.
Difficulties arise, especially for cultivators with no background. Relying entirely on their own hard work, it will be unparalleled to reach the Xuan level in this life.
Just when a few people were struggling, suddenly there was a rustling sound from the big tree, and a man wearing camouflage uniforms and carrying an assault rifle jumped down from the tree.
This man is of medium build, with a deep scar on his eye. Although the muscles on his body are not exaggerated, he gives people a very dangerous feeling.
It was a mercenary. Chen Zifei could tell at a glance. This was the mercenary known as the war wild dog. That kind of smell was not something ordinary soldiers could have. Could it be that this mercenary was also an ancient warrior? Chen Zifei was confused. He was still far away from the mercenary.
Even from a distance, Chen Zifei couldn't tell what kind of cultivator he was.
But what is certain is that these are definitely not ordinary mercenaries, otherwise they would never dare to appear in Inuna Mountain. No matter how powerful ordinary mercenaries are, they are no different from ants in front of these Onmyoji and ancient warriors.
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The men in front of the boulder looked at the mercenary with vigilance, especially the assault rifle in his hand. Although this kind of firearm was nothing in the eyes of these Onmyoji and others, an ancient warrior or other cultivator,
Holding an assault rifle is a completely different concept. The men in front of the boulder were also afraid that the mercenary would suddenly attack them with an assault rifle.
"Which country's soldiers are these? They don't look like they're from an island country." Zhu Zhengyang looked at the mercenary and said doubtfully.
Yuan Wudi locked his eyes tightly on the man and said solemnly: "He is not a member of the military, but a mercenary."
As he said that, Yuan Wudi couldn't help but look at Chen Zifei. He already knew Chen Zifei's previous identity as a mercenary. Originally, Yuan Wudi didn't have a good impression of mercenaries, and he looked down on these wild dogs who fought for money.
But after being in contact with Chen Zifei for a long time, he also discovered that mercenaries were not what he thought. They were also strong soldiers with the blood of soldiers.
And fighting for money is even less applicable to Chen Zifei. He is from the Chen family in the capital and is not short of money at all.
Under the gaze of several people, the mercenary strode towards the boulder. The people in front of the boulder stared at him warily, but still gave him a way.
The mercenary glanced at the people around him with cold eyes, picked up his assault rifle, and fired at the water mist. However, not even a ripple appeared on the water mist, and the bullets seemed to disappear out of thin air.
Several men around were frightened by this scene and stared at the mist nervously, not knowing what would happen.
Time passed little by little, five seconds passed... Ten seconds passed... Until three full minutes passed, the mist still showed no change, and the mercenary's face was calm.
, I can’t tell what he is thinking.
The mercenary put the automatic rifle on his back. Just when several people thought he had given up, the mercenary suddenly moved and shot towards the nearest man holding a Yin-Yang flag.
The Yin-Yang Master had always been wary of the mercenaries. When he saw the mercenaries coming towards him, a sneer appeared on his lips, and he waved the Yin-Yang flag in his hand towards the mercenaries.
At this moment, the mercenary suddenly fell down and disappeared on the grass in an instant, as if he had fallen into a hole.
The Onmyoji was stunned, and the people around him were also stunned. In the horrified eyes of everyone, a figure emerged from the ground on the grass behind the Onmyoji. It was the mercenary just now.
A sense of crisis arose in the Onmyoji's heart, and he turned around suddenly, but his head was turned over, and his body was still facing the direction of the mist.
He saw the soldier in camouflage uniforms looking at him with cold eyes, a pair of big hands holding his head and twisting his neck.
There was deep reluctance and fear in the Onmyoji's eyes. Until his death, he didn't understand why he died or what happened just now.
"Ninja, he is actually a ninja..." A man in samurai uniform, holding a katana in his hand, looked at the mercenaries warily and said in horror.
Several people around him also had horrified looks in their eyes, and immediately stepped back several meters away, watching the mercenary from a distance.
"Isn't this kid a mercenary? Why has he become a ninja again?" Zhu Zhengyang stared in surprise.
Yuan Wudi's face was solemn, and he felt chills running down his spine, and a huge sense of fear enveloped him. He had also experienced many battles, and he knew how terrifying such an elusive mercenary could be. Suddenly, he appeared from behind, and there was no trace of him.
The sound of footsteps is completely invisible and cannot be avoided.
Chen Zifei looked at the mercenary closely and said bitterly: "I thought that mercenaries were already the strongest warriors before. When I became an ancient warrior, I thought that ancient warriors were more powerful than mercenaries. Now I realize that
, a mercenary with escape skills is simply a bug on the battlefield."
The mercenary glanced at the men around him, his eyes cold and murderous, and then he stopped talking to them. He picked up the dead Onmyoji and threw him towards the mist.
The dead Onmyoji disappeared directly into the mist.
Immediately, the mercenary stepped back several meters, staring at the water mist, squatting slightly, ready to react at any time.
"He wants to use people to test the water mist again..." Chen Zifei said in a deep voice.
At this time, Zhu Zhengyang and others also understood the intention of the mercenary, and they all stared at the water mist on the boulder without blinking.
A few seconds later, a stream of blood mist spurted out, and the surrounding green grass was once again sprayed with a layer of blood mist, making it look delicate and delicate.
Now everyone confirmed that those who entered the water mist would be sprayed out in the form of blood mist within a few seconds, and those who had just entered were those without invitations or spiritual stones.
The mercenary's face turned dark and he stopped staying. He turned around and left, quickly disappearing into the darkness.
The few people in front of the boulder looked at each other and could see the fear in each other's eyes. Although they were very confident in their own strength, no one dared to break into the legendary spiritual world again. Very soon
Soon everyone retreated.
"We can't get in at all, what should we do?" Zhu Zhengyang said depressedly.
Yuan Wudi frowned, thinking quickly, but his brows became tighter and tighter.
"Wait a moment." Chen Zifei said in a deep voice, still looking in the direction of the boulder.
Several people continued to lurk in the grass, waiting until noon after the sun rose. During this period, more than a dozen people tried to enter the water mist, but the results were the same. A piece of grass near the boulder had turned blood red.