The old man of the Night Clan rushed to the South District.
At this time, there were only four words in his mind.
It's over.
The boss who followed behind was even more nervous.
If there was an accident in the South District, he would be in trouble.
After arriving in the South District, the old man of the Night Clan found that the entire South District was covered by white fog.
The fog was just right, covering only the South District, and the buildings across the street were not affected at all.
The old man of the Night Clan closed his eyes and listened carefully: "There is no sound of fighting."
The boss showed a happy face: "The guys who came to make trouble have been dealt with by the guards!"
The old man opened his eyes: "There is another possibility, the guards have been dealt with."
The boss was incredible: "With such a strict guard team in the South District, it shouldn't be..."
The old man of the Night Clan interrupted him: "How could anyone who dares to break in here be an ordinary person?"
The boss kept praying in his heart, hoping that nothing would go wrong.
"What's going on?"
The second sister fell from the sky and landed near the two of them.
She looked at the old man of the Night Clan with a stern face: "Shouldn't you be guarding the arena? Why are you here?"
She immediately glanced at the person in charge and immediately understood what had happened.
"If the Heavenly Gate is destroyed, you two can choose a Feng Shui treasure land for yourselves."
The person in charge was quite embarrassed: "That is something left over from ancient times. It shouldn't be so easy to destroy, right?"
The gorgeous three-color light has penetrated the fog of war and illuminated most of the night sky.
The old man of the Night Clan said in a deep voice: "I will go in to find out what's going on. You wait here and intercept those who escape."
After that, the old man plunged into the fog.
The person in charge gritted his teeth and followed him.
"Senior, wait for me!"
The second sister crossed her arms across her chest and frowned as she looked at the white fog that was close at hand.
"You bastard, you're going to play the game of going back and forth with me, right?"
Soon, the nearby guards arrived at the scene.
Birdman and Ironman had other things to do tonight and did not come to the scene, which made the second sister relieved.
The second sister said to the reinforcements: "The situation inside is still unclear. The elder of the Night Clan has already gone in. Let's wait and see outside and wait for his signal."
"Yes!"
The reinforcements did not move forward, but stood in a row at the entrance.
The second sister murmured in her heart: "This is all I can help you with."
On the other side, after the old man of the Night Clan entered the fog, he soon lost contact with the person in charge.
"A field that can confuse the five senses."
A field covering such a large area and being able to affect him, a peak warrior of the ninth level, shows the strength of the initiator behind the scenes.
The old man held his breath and calmed his mind, and the negative effects of the fog of war on him soon became negligible.
After determining the location of the North Gate of Heaven, he immediately accelerated.
As he went deeper, he saw guards lying on the ground in all directions.
These people had no wounds from the battle, but were covered with blisters, coughing, and their body temperatures soared, as if... they were sick.
It was simply a fantasy that a high-level warrior could get sick.
But the fact was right in front of him, and the old man had to believe it.
The serious illness made the guards lose their ability to fight, and they lay on the ground "surviving".
A guard was lying on the ground with his hands on his neck, looking like he was having difficulty breathing.
"Poison... poisonous..."
The guard hurriedly reminded the old man after seeing him.
There was poison in the fog?
The old man snorted coldly: "It's just a despicable trick."
He didn't have time to care about the soldiers on the ground, and hurried to the South Gate to check the situation.
"This road is blocked."
The Devourer Brother, who had transformed into a strange beast, walked out of the fog, like a thick and solid wall, blocking the old man's way.
The old man of the Night Clan was stunned.
A strange beast, but not completely a strange beast.
He had never seen such a thing before.
The old man's mind flashed with the bald eagle that spoke authentic and fluent spiritual language.
"You are in the same group."
The blood of the old man of the Night Clan was boiling, and he tried his best to kill Brother Devouring.
In his perception, Brother Devouring's blood level was only 9.5.
And he was a genuine peak of level nine, with the advantage on his side.
However, the old man who had just fought with Brother Devouring noticed something unusual.
Is there something wrong with this physical strength?
Brother Devouring saw the old man taking the initiative to get close to him, and he couldn't help but smile. This was the part he was best at.
The light speed punch fell on his head, and the old man immediately wanted to distance himself after feeling something was wrong.
But Brother Devouring didn't give him this opportunity.
He was already here.
Brother Devouring sacrificed countless arms to pull the old man, so that he stayed around him.
At this moment, three more figures of level nine warriors appeared behind the fog.
They had been previously affected byDue to the influence of the fog of war and plague pollen, they just arrived.
Seeing this, the old man shouted: "Come and help me, the rest will go to see Tianmen."
The three ninth-level warriors split into two groups.
One of them went to support the old man of the Night Clan and make a quick decision.
The other two went straight to the formation on the ground of Tianmen.
"Use thunder to smash the darkness!"
The golden thunder exploded above the heads of the two ninth-level warriors.
The dense electric current jumped around on them like a spirit snake, giving them a paralysis buff.
The Dharma King in the form of a strange beast fell from the sky and bloomed in the thunder.
One after another, the lightning pillars poured down on the heads of the two people, and they dodged while rushing towards Tianmen.
The priority of Beitianmen was the first, and the two did not want to fight.
But whether to fight or not was not something they could decide.
The Lord of Mist suddenly appeared from the mist behind the two, and two mist blades pierced their waists.
"Fuck!"
The two men exclaimed, and even though they had to withstand the lightning column, they joined forces to attack the kidney-slicing guest behind them.
Snap——
The Mist Master saw that his sneak attack failed, and immediately turned into a ball of white mist and dissipated, merging into the field.
At the same time, the Dharma King's thunder domain had also been laid.
The criss-crossing lightning flashed from time to time, and no one knew where the next lightning would appear.
The two ninth-level warriors looked at each other and decided to kill the Dharma King first.
The Dharma King was standing above the North Heaven Gate. No one could get in without getting rid of them, not to mention that there was an elusive kidney-slicing guest nearby.
The Dharma King raised his mouth. He was not afraid that the other party would not come, but he was afraid that they would concentrate on drilling into the North Heaven Gate below.
It was still very difficult to keep two ninth-level and a half warriors.
"Come on!"
The Dharma King shouted, and the thunder domain was instantly lit up by countless shocking lightning.
The Mist Lord was elusive, and he would occasionally take advantage of the two ninth-level warriors, making them physically and mentally exhausted.
The old man of the Night Clan who was fighting fiercely with Brother Devourer saw this scene and frowned.
He was very curious about where this group of people came from. They were neither human nor beast, but they had a combat power far beyond their peers.
Fortunately, there were not many of them.
As long as he and the ninth-level beginner warrior who came to support him joined forces to deal with Brother Devourer, the situation would be immediately resolved.
"No way forward."
The clown held a bloody sickle and intercepted the ninth-level beginner warrior who was supporting the old man of the Night Clan.