"Hahaha..." Tuoer looked at Yan Jiu's embarrassing look and laughed wildly, "Boy, is this feeling good?"

"It's okay." Yan Jiu waved his hand and patted the dust on his body, and said calmly, "If I'm not wrong, as long as your robes are burned or you are killed, the fog beast will dissipate by itself."

"You guessed it's almost the same. Unfortunately, even the shaman master may not be able to escape easily by being trapped by the spiritual mist released from my treasure gourd. Just wait and die."

He smiled grimly, controlling the fog beast in his hands, while the other two shaman masters cooperated with the control.

The foggy beast in the air roared again and pounced on the air.

Yan Jiu punched him with one punch.

The fist passed through the fog beast and fell into the void again.

"Bang."

The fog beast's tail turned and sucked hard on Yan Jiu's body, and a huge force suddenly came.

This time, Yan Jiu was prepared and withstood the attack of the fog beast with his strong body.

"Boy, it's a pity that your body is not refined into a puppet." Tutie'er looked at Yan Jiu's body, and his eyes were filled with a greedy light.

If he could have such a powerful puppet, he could even become a shaman, and even a shaman master could challenge him.

Thinking of this, Tutie's eyes became even more eager.

"I want this kid's whole body to be my puppet." Tutel shouted with a sneer.

Yan Jiu looked at the triangular three sides transformed by the black mist around him, and suddenly the force under his feet hit one side directly.

As long as you rush out of the surroundings of this triangle, you can escape the attack of the fog beast.

"Wave."

A clear sound.

Yan Jiu's body easily hit the triangle side.

But his face suddenly became gloomy.

Because after he knocked out from one side of the triangle, he rushed into the triangle from the other side.

This triangle forms a wonderful space that cannot be easily left.

"Haha, boy, don't waste your energy. If you kneel down and beg for mercy now, maybe I will leave you with a trace of sanity, otherwise you will die completely and become my puppet."

Tuoer looked like Yan Jiu's tone.

"So sure?" Yan Jiu looked at the laughing sarcastic man, and a trace of mocking came out of the corner of his mouth, "Are you guessing I'm going to go out after you burn your leather robes, or just kill you out?"

"You are so brave. You dare to be stubborn until you die." Tutie's eyebrows stood up, and the mist controlled by his hands began to shake.

The other two masters also followed suit.

The three of them worked together, and the fog beast in the center became violent again.

Yan Jiu stepped on his feet suddenly, and the wood on the altar shattered instantly.

With the force of his feet, the broken wood hit the fog beast directly.

"Haha, you can't do it yourself. Can a few pieces of wood break up my fog beast?" Qutiter seemed to see a fool.

Broken wood flew in all directions and penetrated the fog beast.

When the broken wood that hit horizontally penetrated the edge of the triangle, it instantly penetrated, and then came back from the other side, and some of it actually crashed into Yan Jiu.

Some of the broken wood that flew upwards fell outside the triangle.

"This space barrier can only control a certain height, but it is not closed."

This appearance made Yan Jiu's eyes lit up.

His feet were under his feet, and his whole body jumped up with a huge recoil force.

As expected, his body passed through the fog beast and leaped into the sky.

Just as Yan Jiu was about to leap out, he felt his feet tightening.

When he looked down, it was the fog beast that wrapped its tail around Yan Jiu's ankle.

The fog beast was extremely powerful and dragged Yan Jiu back into the triangle.

"I want to run out? It's not that easy." Tutie'er looked proud and controlled the fog beast to attack Yan Jiu wildly.

This feeling of being able to be beaten but not fighting back is the most affliction.

Yan Jiu was beaten by the fog beast and kept flying and shuttled through the triangle.

Often, as soon as they hit one side, they hit back from the other side, and then they are thrust by the fog beast and then flew out again.

If Yan Jiu is compared to a table tennis ball, then the Fog Beast is a ball game, constantly beating Yan Jiu's table tennis ball.

Yan Jiu was hit on the ground again and again, and wood chips flew.

Some of the wood chips interspersed in the black mist triangle, while others flew upwards and flew out of the triangle.

Yan Jiu's aura became weaker and weaker as the fog beast fell.

There is more and more greed in Tutie's eyes.

The other two masters were also proud of their faces, and the force of control in their hands gradually increased.

The power of the fog beast's attack also gradually increased.

Among the wood chips, no one noticed that there was an embroidery needle on the wood chips flying out of the triangle.

This embroidery needle was brought with half a pair of duckweed handkerchiefs for Yan Jiu.

A high level of energy can be used to control objects simply.

Although Yan Jiu was trapped in the black fog triangle by three people, his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power could be extended.

With his current strength, it is not easy to destroy the fog beast, but it is still easy to avoid the attack of the fog beast.

The reason why the fog beast caught it and the wood chips that fell on the altar were to confuse the three of them.

The Ninth Young Master has always had a clear distinction between grievances.

Once provoked, you will never stop until you die.

Yan Jiu’s current goal is not to go out of the Black Mist Triangle, but to kill Tutie and the other two masters.

The embroidery needle fell outside the black fog triangle.

Yan Jiu, who had closed his eyes, seemed to be thrown into trouble, suddenly opened his eyes.

The power of qi and blood on his body rose up with a bang.

Yan Jiu resisted the attack of the fog beast.

"Boy, you still have enough energy." A master angrily cursed when he saw this situation.

But Tutel felt a little uneasy and a threat from life.

“Be careful of fraud.”

Tuoer loudly reminded him, and at the same time, the leather robe on his body almost completely burned. The fog beast that was originally relying on Xu Gao's body suddenly became thicker.

Yan Jiu showed a sneer at the corner of his mouth: "It's too late."

His spiritual consciousness has been linked to the embroidery needle.

The spiritual power was activated with all its strength, and the embroidery needles falling outside flew quietly from the ground as if someone had grasped them.

The small embroidery needle shook for a moment and turned into a phantom.

"laugh."

A sound that only those who are in the needle can feel.

A master who was controlling the black fog suddenly had his eyes straight and his hands slowly slowed down.

"Grand, what's going on?"

Another master immediately asked when he saw that his companion was in a wrong state.

But before he could hear his companion's answer, he felt his eyes sting, and then the embroidery needle pierced his brain marrow from his eyes, and then flew out of another eye.

Kill instantly.

The two masters were killed quietly by Yan Jiu's embroidery needle.

With the fall of the two people, the Black Fog Triangle was destroyed without any attack.

The spots that originally gathered on the fog beast's chest collapsed.

The foggy beast that had grown to nearly two feet roared, completely turning into a ball of black fog, and returned to the gourd.

The sudden change almost subconsciously lowered his head.

The embroidery needle flew over his scalp.

But he avoided the embroidery needle, but he did not avoid Yan Jiu's punch to escape.

"Bang!"

It flew backwards, and blood spurted out of its mouth, drawing a bright curve in the air.
Chapter completed!