"The undead may not come. It's safe here now." Tang Yan questioned Qing Ling's words. In her opinion, the loss of one of more than 300 subordinates was not a big deal at all.
"But if high-level undead ghosts come to our door, you know the result." The strength of Qing Ling and his team is simply not enough to run rampant in this foggy forest. Once discovered, there will only be disaster.
Tang Yan had nothing to say.
No one objected, but Feng Xuan stood up and shook his head, "We can't leave now." He said it categorically, not allowing anyone to object, not even Qing Ling.
Looking into Feng Xuan's eyes, Qing Ling already knew what Feng Xuan was thinking in just a moment. This is the tacit understanding between the two people - now that high-level undead ghosts are being summoned, it goes without saying that the outside world knows it.
, all high-level undead ghosts are dispatched. If they go out without permission and are discovered, the same fate will follow.
Qing Ling explained this situation to everyone. All the eight people could do now was to wait for a while. When all the high-level undead ghosts nearby had gathered in Netherworld, it was time for them to leave.
A quarter of an hour later, according to the expected movement speed of the high-level ghosts, it was time for everyone to leave. The Wraith Spirit Cave that had been there for thirteen days was no longer safe, and now it was finally time to leave.
The eight people walked out of the dark cave one after another. The moonlight outside the cave finally made it a little brighter. There was no ghost aura within a kilometer radius. At this time, all the high-level ghosts went to answer the call of the Lord of the Misty Forest. Why are they going there?
The Dark Altar has gathered.
"Let's go back as soon as possible. The sooner the better." Qing Ling said and had already returned first. There was no danger in this area where there were no high-level ghosts. Even with the eight people hurrying on their way, they returned quickly.
At the edge of the dark forest.
There is darkness in the woods ahead, just like when we came here. The woods are where all kinds of ghosts live.
When she came here, Qing Ling suddenly thought of Ziying. When she made such a big noise in this forest, she should no longer exist in this world. She didn't know that when she went back, the elder Taishang would learn about her.
What kind of expression would it be like if her precious granddaughter died inexplicably? But it doesn't concern her. I believe many people will be happy about Ziying's death.
"There should be more undead now than when we came here. Please be careful." Giving some reminders to the companions, everyone cautiously held the ghost talisman and moved forward slowly.
It is difficult to see ghosts in the dark, and mental power cannot be used at will, because ghosts are soul-supported beings, and they are extremely sensitive to mental power. As long as they are visited, they can immediately find each other and attack. Therefore, here
In the dark forest where moonlight cannot enter, one can only rely on eyes alone to see the road ahead.
Qing Ling's five senses are sensitive, and the visibility of her eyes is also farther than others at this time, except of course Feng Xuan. In the dark, it is very simple to identify the ghosts in front of you. If you see a red light spot, it is a zombie.
If you see a purple light group, it means the existence of a ghost. If you see a faint green fire, there must be a skeleton walking in front of you, but other ghosts are not so easy to identify and observe.
While on the road, the eight of them tried their best to walk around where there was light. After an hour, they were almost lost in the darkness. Even Qing Ling couldn't tell the direction after walking in circles for so long.
Gradually, she discovered that Feng Xuan in the team could still locate me very well, so she simply followed him.
"Stop—" Feng Xuan suddenly stopped and ordered everyone to stop. He looked around clearly and saw nothing.
"What's wrong?"
"There is a trap ahead." Feng Xuan said, taking three steps forward, squatting down and looking at the front carefully, not knowing what to do.
Qingling was curious and walked over to take a look. After walking a little closer, she could clearly see the environment in the darkness. At this time, Feng Xuan was sweeping away some leaves on the ground in front of him bit by bit, revealing a leaf on the ground.
A large net made of rope.
In Qing Ling's opinion, this net is not a prop to catch enemies. The material of the large net is a special kind of silk, which is faintly red. If Qing Ling is not mistaken, it should be a kind of animal that lives in high temperatures.
Silk spun by silkworms. If such silk thread is obtained by an expert and refined, it can be made into a magic weapon that can kill evil things instantly and silently whenever they touch it.
Feng Xuan's observation didn't stop there. He squatted down and observed in several directions, and Qing Ling discovered that such a large net had been spread all around, leaving a five-meter-wide open space in the middle to form a circle.
"There is someone in the middle!" Qing Ling made a decisive judgment. The ghosts in the misty forest would not put up such a formation, and from observing these magic weapon nets, it can be seen that these nets were not left here a few years ago.
Things, and apart from my companions, there is only one person who has entered the misty forest recently - Ziying!