While these mutated death monsters rushed over, the dark side behind Da Wuhui and the others also covered up.
The speed was so fast that there was no reaction time. Da Wuhui felt that in the blink of an eye, there was a black look in front of him, and no objects could be seen around him.
Before the darkness came, Da Wuhui remembered Wang Jinjin's situation at that time. He instantly summoned the Eight Trigrams of Xingyun and took Yun Chuji into the three girls. Then he sent a word to Yun Chuji and Qin Siying a Taoist voice: "Don't be afraid,
This is my magic weapon, just follow the eldest lady of the Wang family.”
After finishing all this, Da Wuhui immediately flew to Xu Yinghui, Zhang Wei and Si Fengyi based on his initial memory. He was also worried about them.
However, the distance between them was a bit far. As soon as Da Wuhui got up, he felt several powerful auras pounce. When these auras pounced on him, Da Wuhui felt a chilly and dead air all around him.
Cold chill.
Hurricanes were everywhere in the sky. When Da Wuhui was blowing, Da Wuhui couldn't help but frown.
However, Da Wuhui didn't have time to hate these unpleasant smells. He looked at the darkness that was so dark that he couldn't see clearly. The September Sword appeared in his hand in an instant.
The September Sword was still filled with rays of light, and the strange rays actually brought a hint of light here. However, the light was also very weak, and it did not extend at two inches of the rays.
It can be seen that this darkness also has the effect of swallowing light.
But no matter how dark it is, it doesn't matter to Da Wuhui. Because he has absolute defense, Da Wuhui shouted softly: "The Armor of True Fire."
The orange flame of Ermatha True Fire immediately appeared by his whole body, and after his whole body was covered, Da Wuhui closed his eyes and felt the foreign objects rushing towards him.
The September Sword swung a few times in an instant, drawing out the beauty of the rays of light in the darkness.
"Puff—puff—puff—puff—”
After several strange sounds, Da Wuhui felt as if he had chopped onto a shriveled corpse.
"Are they really those mutated monsters?" Da Wuhui chuckled, and the September sword in his hand even flashed around his body like lightning.
The rays of shiz passed by, and the sound of several corpses falling sounded, and Da Wuhui felt a slight tremor under his feet.
"This level is not worth worrying." Da Wuhui chuckled again, and the flame of Yiming True Fire instantly ignited under his feet. Yiming True Fire quickly flowed into shape, gradually forming a soul refining array.
"In the darkness, I want you to know how powerful I am." Da Wuhui floated up gently, three feet away from the Soul Refining Formation. The September Sword swung several swords around again.
Several muted sounds sounded, and several mutant monsters were chopped down. Da Wuhui smiled and raised the sky with one hand and shouted softly: "Ice Soul Mysterious Soul Flame!"
The ice soul flame, which looked like ice and fire, appeared and quickly formed above him, gradually forming a soul gathering array.
With one percent of the Soul Refining Array and the Soul Gathering Array, Da Wuhui laughed and said, "Come on! I will let you die as much as you come! Even if you have died once, I don't mind you dying again."
Hurricanes around were still rising, and countless mutant monsters rushed towards this side. The result of the rushing was a journey of death, not only did the monsters die. The human-faced beasts on those monsters were also absorbed by Da Wuhui's soul gathering array, and then
He was sent to the soul refining array by Da Wuhui.
"Does the Great Soul Sect also want these soul powers?" Da Wuhui chuckled and said, "But now, the only thing that can be left for me is Yunyan. Wang Ying, you wait. If I break this formation, I will catch it.
More contributions to the Great Soul Sect in exchange for the Nine Star Mission.”
Da Wuhui's heroic spirit was shaking the clouds, and the September Sword swung repeatedly, and none of the mutant monsters that rushed over were spared from his sword. The human-faced beast body and soul covered on it were also twisted by the damage of the sunlight. In the end, he could not escape the soul gathering formation.
Absorption, the end of the soul refining array.
No matter how many mutated monsters are, their cultivation level is too low, which poses no threat to Da Wuhui.
Da Wuhui is very strange now. According to Ye Zi's statement, the love-destroying mantra should not be like this, and these mutated monsters should also be controlled by humans. Has the love-destroying mantra not fully appeared at this time?
Da Wuhui thought in confusion while attacking.
Just when he was most confused, a suppressed hoarse woman's voice sounded: "Are you afraid?"
Da Wuhui was shocked, and the Taoist thought suddenly spread within ten feet of his own, and there was no one within ten feet. He wanted to expand his Taoist thought but could no longer expand. The Taoist thought was hindered.
"Are you scared?" the hoarse woman asked again.
Although Da Wuhui was shocked by the owner of this voice, he could not sense it, but how could he be afraid of such acts of pretending to be a ghost? He laughed and said, "But it's just some darkness, what am I afraid of?"
"Is that?" the hoarse woman said in a faint voice, "Then I'll let you feel it, okay?"
Da Wuhui was stunned. Is there any such way to discuss?
"Since you don't speak, I think you agreed, okay?"
Several rows of black lines appeared on Da Wuhui's face instantly.
"Fear is fear. Come on fear... come on to attack these ignorant people..." The voice was as close as it was, as far away as it was.
When Da Wuhui was about to laugh, he suddenly felt a fear that had not appeared in his heart for a long time!
Fear. The true fear is a kind of instinctive fear arises from the heart. Just like Da Wuhui was thrown into the forest of the mountain when he was a young child. It is not only the cemetery of the mountain forest, but also the night.
A dark night with a bright moon.
Da Wuhui could clearly feel a complete fear arise from his heart. He looked at the dark space around him that could not see anything clearly. He began to tremble.
He didn't want to tremble, but he couldn't help trembling. Because he was afraid, he was afraid that the darkness would bring him death and bad luck.
He didn't want to have these emotions, but these emotions kept growing in his heart, slowly growing and growing.
There were mutated monsters around him rushing over, and Da Wuhui suddenly found that he was afraid of these mutated monsters. He was afraid of whether they were human or ghosts. He was afraid of the ferocious faces on human-faced beasts.
Da Wuhui wanted to wave the September sword in his hand, but found that he no longer had the courage to wave the sword in his hand. He was afraid of the mutated monsters, and he was afraid that they would eat him.
He was afraid that the swords in his hand would not hurt them.
He had a sword, but he had no courage to raise the sword. Because he could not control this emotion, just as he could not control it was going to rain.
Because this fear is indeed his instinctive fear.
Fear is fear, fear that nothing can be changed. His heart is only fear, and only fear.
He curled himself together, and he wanted to hid in a corner without a man with his head in his arms.
Da Wuhui was unwilling to accept this, but he had no choice.
"Are you unwilling to give up?" The hoarse woman's voice rang again.