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Zhang Ziying nodded: "It seems that this village is not simple."

Tang Lie casually picked up a thick tree branch and used it as a stick. This stick looked at least as thick as his waist.

He waved a huge round wooden stick and said, "It's okay, I will destroy as many of these things as they come."

Tang Lie was not the only one who was confident, even Han Laocai, who couldn't speak, groaned.

The road didn't stop for a moment, and finally, they entered the village.

Still the same as before, Red Mist and Black Mist are vying for control of the village.

The ghost mother-in-law and the ghost baby drifted away. After feeling a new life coming in, the ghost baby would stroll over to have a look, but felt that Gu An had the smell of a kitchen knife, so he gave up and left again.

The balance in the village is well grasped. If he didn't want to solve the weirdness of the photos and see if he could restore Longhu Mountain to its original state, Gu An didn't even want to break this balance.

However, now this is to solve the photo weirdness.

Gu An stopped, took out the ancient clock, and laid it flat on the ground.

The ancient clock was erected, and the hands of the ancient clock were shaking slowly instinctively.

Gu An walked to the side at this time, there was a pit covered with sand, and the photos he put in were buried underneath.

The sand was lifted and scattered on both sides, an old and yellowed photo that was not from this era was revealed at first glance.

Gu An didn't look much, picked it up directly, and walked towards the ancient clock.

Without hesitation, he threw the photo inside.

After the surface of the ancient clock came into contact with a foreign object, it seemed as if it opened a big mouth and swallowed the photo forcefully.

The moment the photo was thrown in, the black mist in the sky disappeared almost at the same time!

The black mist dissipated, as if it had never been there, and the red mist in the sky also stagnated for a while, as if still wondering why the opponent who had been stalemate had suddenly disappeared.

However, even if the black mist disappeared, the red mist itself belonged to the will of the village. It sensed the intruder, Gu An, and immediately swarmed in.

Red Mist is not afraid of kitchen knives, its instinctive will is to destroy outsiders.

Gu An watched the red mist attack and was not in a hurry.

Watching silently.

The moment the red mist appeared above the head, the surrounding environment began to change.

The battlefield opened up by the ancient clock was just revealed.

The familiar environment, the endless darkness, Gu An still remembers that there are some unknown existences hidden in the darkness.

And Red Mist...

The moment it approached Gu An, because of the close distance, it was also directly pulled in.

"This ancient clock is really powerful..."

Gu An couldn't help but sigh when he saw that the ancient clock swallowed the photo so easily and pulled the red mist into it.

"Dong dong dong..."

The familiar sound of the ball sounded in the darkness, accompanied by the sound of some water droplets.

Gu An knew that this was the headless little boy playing with his own ball again...

The ancient and rotten black ropes were also swinging in the air.

There was also a strange villager who was thrown in as an experimental subject in Gulan Village, and hissed sharply in the darkness.

This ancient clock, after throwing in sacrifices every time, as long as it passes through the checkpoint successfully, next time a new sacrifice is thrown in, those existences in the original checkpoint will also be strengthened by one point.

Therefore, even this originally weak villager has been greatly strengthened now.

As for the weird photos of this sacrifice, that is the strongest existence.

So far, Gu An has not sensed its location.

It is very strong in itself, and the increase obtained after being sacrificed is equivalent to strengthening from strength...

Although Gu An didn't know the weird location of the photo, but the red mist in the sky, he knew...

As the old opponent of Black Mist.

The red mist was the first to lock the target, or in other words, it was forced to lock the target, because it is essentially the same as the black mist, both exist in the air in the form of a fog, hidden in the dark, ethereal and invisible.

The same is true of the weird black fog in the photo.

Therefore, its first target was also aimed at the red mist closest to it.

A pair of big black hands made of mist appeared from the darkness, and attacked the red mist directly and brutally!

Not to be outdone, Red Mist also turned into a pair of big red mist hands to compete with Black Mist!

All kinds of weird sounds also sounded at the same time!

Chapter 251 The Temporary Teammate's Backstab

The black mist and red mist transformed into various existences in the strange space, like a mountain of knives composed of countless white bones, and like a sea of ​​blood condensed by blood.

Among them, there are also strange and hideous appearances formed by various split fog bodies.

On the other side, the black ropes in the sky also fell towards Gu An, attacking his neck.

"It's this trick again."

Although he hadn't entered the ancient clock for a long time, Gu An still remembered the method of the black rope before, and couldn't help muttering.

A white light flashed in front of his eyes, and Gu An felt a deadly coolness, like the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, biting to the bone.

Zhang Ziying stood up at some point. He stood in front of Gu An, with the sword in his hand hanging down, strands of white hair fluttering in the wind, and the worn corners and messy clothes still set off the tall and tall old body. .

The light just now was obviously the sword light he swung.

The black ropes in the sky have all been broken under this sword.

Zhang Ziying's body trembled a little, as if he couldn't hold on to this standing position for a long time, he sat down slowly, and said with a smile: "Brother, I'm getting old..."

Gu An was stunned, then smiled: "But you will always be my junior brother, there is no reason for a junior brother to be older than a senior brother..."

Zhang Ziying lowered her head slightly, with white eyebrows drooping, and smiled slightly.