Slaying God: Mingjie Agent, starting with Emperor Armor

on the street.

Everyone stopped and looked at Su Chen and Lin Qiye.

"How do we go now?"

Now that they have the forbidden item, they don't have to worry about the fog.

New problems arise.

The situation now is different from when I escaped from prison. That time I was on the sea and at least I could still come back by boat.

They needed to find someone in the vast fog without specific coordinates, which was bound to be a huge project.

Even if An Qingyu breaks through the sea realm and his ability to control ice improves, he can't be used like a nuclear-powered donkey.

"We...Tengyun."

Lin Qiye stretched out his hand, and wisps of steam gathered together to form a white cloud that lifted everyone off the ground.

"Fuck, that's so cool!"

"Qiye, when did you learn this move?"

Lin Qiye did not answer his question. He took out the 'Sun Wukong' mask and put it on his face.

After all, he had just acquired this ability not long ago.

Everyone understood and took out their own masks and put them on their heads, covering their original faces.

Jiang Er thought for a moment, stretched out his hand and shook it gently on his face a few times, and out of thin air he created a mask of the King of the Kingdom of Women.

See this scene.

Everyone silently gave a thumbs up.

Su Chen raised the mask, and it slowly fitted his skin, completely concealing his expression.

Under the mask.

Those deep eyes seemed to be able to penetrate layers of fog and see the road ahead clearly.

"I'll go explore the way first."

Everyone looked at each other, no one wanted to stop it.

"Be careful."

"Although we have forbidden items to protect us, our vehicles may be affected by the fog and lose their ability to move."

"Mist interference?"

Su Chen chuckled and snapped his fingers.

In an instant.

The golden light reappears in the sky!

A five-clawed golden dragon radiating brilliant golden light streaked across the sky, roaring like a meteor.

It circled several times in the air and passed straight through the light and shadow stickers. The golden dragon scales were rearranged and combined, transforming into a white and gold imperial horse.

Under the sunshine.

The car body has dragon scale-like patterns flowing on it and gleams with a mysterious luster.

The moment the Emperor Horse approaches.

Su Chen jumped lightly, and his body left a graceful arc in the air.

The Emperor Horse's unslowed speed did not affect Su Chen at all. He held the handlebars accurately with his left hand and turned over to adjust his sitting position.

Om-!

Along with an exciting roar, a burst of hot tail flames came out from the rear of the car, raising layers of air waves in the air.

in a blink.

Su Chen's figure turned into a small black dot and quickly disappeared into the fog, leaving only the roar of the engine echoing in everyone's ears.

Everyone stared at the scene in stunned silence.

"Brother Chen...changed your mount?"

"This one looks much more domineering than the last one."

Last time at sea, Su Chen was not driving this car.

Lin Qiye looked at the somersault cloud under his feet.

Suddenly it doesn’t smell good anymore.

Baili Pangpang slapped his forehead and said with some regret.

"broken!"

Everyone turned around in confusion.

"what happened?"

"There's room behind Brother Chen this time. I should have let him take me there."

Lin Qiye:?

"Brother, kick Fatty down for me."

Looking at Shen Qingzhu who was ready to go, Baili Pangpang was startled and hurriedly hugged Lin Qiye's arm.

"Qiye, I was wrong."

Lin Qiye pulled his hand out, looked straight ahead, and spoke calmly.

"let's go."

next second.

The white clouds shuttled through space and disappeared on the spot.

........................

Mist, fragments of Fengdu.

The bonfire flickered, and the orange-red flames illuminated the surrounding area, providing some warmth for everyone.

"Senior Sword Saint, your injuries..."

Chen Han withdrew his hand and looked at the young man in black in front of him. His face was a little complicated, with shock mixed with a hint of helplessness and self-blame.

"It's out of the way."

Zhou Ping coughed lightly a few times and waved his hand, signaling Chen Han not to worry.

Lu Yu was watching from the side and came over quietly.

"Captain, how is the Sword Master's injury?"

Chen Han shook his head, looking a little lonely.

"Not too optimistic."

"I can sense a residual divine power within the Sword Saint's body, continuously causing damage to him..."