Chapter 103: Immortal Magic 16

The black mist is like a thick ink, and it is filled with waves on the stage surrounded by the protective array.
Nothing in front of the fog can be seen clearly, surrounded by black and dark, as if it is in the deepest dark night.
Chu Wuyi’s posture is sitting on the ground at random, and the slender and powerful palm is placed on one leg that is supported, which is more casual.
At this moment, the thick black fog seems to have undergone a small change. The black fog around Wu’s innocent suddenly twisted, and a chilly wind blade turned toward the unguarded back. Attacked the past.
Chu Wushen seems to have never found the danger of coming straight to him, still maintaining the original leisurely appearance, but when the wind blade is about to touch him, his figure is like a smog. Randomly gathered together, still sitting in the same position.
Song Qingyun, hidden in the thick black fog, saw this scene and could not help but slightly enlarge his eyes. Some could not believe the facts he saw. He did not see at all, how Chu had no escape from his attack, and after he escaped his attack, Chu Wuyi continued to sit in the same place, which is clearly a silent taunt for him!
Song Qingyun's face turned black a bit, looking at the innocent figure surrounded by black fog, his eyes more and more gloomy. Then, he appeared in a moment of breath and hidden in the black fog.
Next, like the same sneak attack, it happened countless times. But no matter how Song Qingyun attacks, it seems that a successful attack will be successful in the last second, and Chu has no idea what to use to hide.
Song Qingyun, after countless attempts, turned his face into a coke. There is no way for him to have a silent and innocent body, let alone how to touch this piece of his hand to the flawless skin of Chu.
Before that, he tried and tested Chu in such a time, and he was not only trying to injure Chu before he confronted Chu. I also want to use my own instrument to let myself be so devastated that I can disturb the innocent heart.
But he did not expect that, in the end, he did not hurt Chu’s innocent point. He himself had to vomit blood because of Chu’s innocence. Chu Wushao is so calm to let him attack, as if he is just a jumper clown, there is no value that can make him shot.
Song Qingyun clenched the piece of debris in his hand and glanced at the innocent direction. Since the method of attacking by means of a sneak attack would not work, then only other methods could be considered.
But he hasn't waited for him to come up with another instrument of his own. From the beginning of the game, he has been sitting on the ground and sitting on the ground without any change, but suddenly got up and stood up.
Song Qingyun looked at the innocent movement of Chu. I don’t know why the heart suddenly raised a panic, as if he was in the dark, he was the prey of the hunters.
But how could this be possible, even though his sneak attack had all been lost, but Chu Wu could not find his whereabouts.
Nothing wrong, he is still on the favorable side, and he can't be chaotic because of the previous failure.
Song Qingyun finally decided to have some complicated thoughts, but found that Chu’s innocent figure actually disappeared in front of him. It is as if he used the instrument to let Chu innocently find his trace. Now he has lost the innocent trace of Chu.
Song Qingyun looked at the place where the original Chu was innocent, and the pupil couldn't help but shrink.

The outcome of this game is no suspense for Chu Wuyi. As early as a few days ago, Chu Wuyi has already entered the middle of Jindan. Although it is still in a stable period, it is against the late stage of Song Qingyun. The monks who are about to step into the Golden Age are more than enough.
Chu Wushen’s body is hidden in the black fog that Song Qingyun used to deal with him. It is like a black panther hiding in the darkness, watching the prey, preparing to strike the prey at the most suitable time. Silent, silent Slowly approaching the hunted hunter without interest.

Song Qingyun did not think that the current situation was completely reversed from the beginning. The one who had the upper hand now has become a disadvantaged position.
The instruments with his heart and soul did not give him information on where in the end, he can only feel faintly, Chu is in his own neighborhood. But specifically, in what direction, he simply did not know.
Just in the case of Song Qingyun's defenses, when he looked around, in the dark fog behind him, the innocence of wearing a black shirt seemed to be integrated with the black mist.
Chu Wuyi looked at Song Qingyun, who was obviously not too far away, with his deep black scorpion. His fingers moved slightly, and the black fog around him gradually changed into a black panther. Song Qingyun rushed over.
Although Song Qingyun was very puzzled about the fact that Chu Wuyi suddenly disappeared within the scope of his instrumental arrangement, his strength was almost a bit clear and he could break through the Jindan period.
Therefore, when the black panther was about to hit his back, Song Qingyun noticed that something was wrong. He turned quickly and the long ruler in his hand flashed a stream of light, and he would open a giant mouth. The black panther that had been condensed in his dark fog broke up.
After the black panther was hit by the attack of Song Qingyun, it disappeared into a black fog, and merged with the surrounding black fog. It was like the attack just now, just the illusion of Song Qingyun.
After breaking up a few black panthers condensed by black fog, Song Qingyun finally determined that he fell into the illusion set by Chu Wuzhen.
Originally, these black fogs were the illusions that he used to create confusing and innocent, but I don’t know when it started. The environment that was originally beneficial to him was used by Chu Wusong, which in turn was used against him. Yourself.
Song Qingyun couldn't help but secretly grit his teeth in his own heart, and even felt that he was more and more stunned by Chu.
Chu Wuwu’s original identity is that the disciples of the entire Qingyunzong all know that he was only a comrade who cleaned the yard, but he did not know what kind of dog’s luck and accumulated many years of blessings. All the disciples of Qingyunzong smashed their heads and wanted to apprentice.
If after being accepted as an apprentice by Gu Dianchen, his qualifications will be unremarkable. However, after he became a disciple of Gu Dianchen, it was like a sudden opening of the squad, from plain to singular, so that all people were looking at it.
Before the innocence of Chu, it was just that it could be arbitrarily squeezed. Even if it died in Qingyunzong, it would not cause any small role to be noticed by anyone. Now it is so dazzling. His qualifications are not bad, but he has not been seen by any elders or peaks. He has become a pro-disciple and can only be an ordinary inner disciple.
Compared with Chu Wushao, he is not reconciled. Why is he not so lucky?
If he can be accepted as a pro-disciple by an elder like Chu Wushao, he will definitely do better than Chu.
Song Qingyun flashed a bit of resentment in his eyes and pinched the piece he had in his hand.