Fragments from the explosion of the gray spell were scattered in the air.

Suddenly, the moment they were about to hit the ground, they turned into a huge wheal, and then they turned faster and faster, faster and faster!

"Bang"

The second explosion changed the surrounding scene.

Dongzi only felt that the flames in the sky were gone, and he didn't know when he was no longer on the big tree in the illusion, let alone the fallen leaves on the tree.

Now he is standing in a desert, and the wind and sand in the sky are blowing like this, blowing.

The grains of sand scraping on his face hurt, but they didn't really damage his skin like the fallen leaves just now.

Dongzi knew that this was a new illusion, and since it was new, it must be better than the old one.

Cheering up 120,000 points, looking around vigilantly, closing his eyes, Dongzi tried to feel every environment around him.

But what shocked him was that in real life, his unusual sensory abilities disappeared without a trace in this illusion!

He can't feel the slightest change in his surroundings, he can't feel the air, he can't feel the sand flowing, he can't feel the wind blowing from.

This is a very powerful illusion, this onmyoji must not be simple!

At this moment, there was a sudden violent shaking sound on the ground.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The amplitude of the sound is getting louder and louder, and the intensity of the vibration is getting louder and stronger.

It's like a local earthquake.

Dongzi took a horse step and nailed all his essence and energy to his feet, so that he could stabilize his body.

At this time, he finally met the initiator.

It's a ...... A monster.

Nothing could be more apt.

He was more than three meters tall, covered in reddish-brown bare skin with a little juice oozing from it.

The head is large, the whole head presents a large round arch, the forehead is high, and the winding and rugged head has a few green hairs on the top, and the roots are erect. The upper lip is turned outwards into a twisted figure-eight.

It's very similar to the monster in the gourd baby we watched when we were kids.

The most striking thing was his buttocks, which were covered with strong, disgusting fat that was thick and piled up together, shaking violently with each step.

The large, wrinkled, hairy hand grasped a weapon, more than twenty inches, cylindrical and covered with sharp nails.

Like the mace we've seen, but by no means entirely.

The monster stared at Dongzi motionlessly with those small eyes, condescendingly, and the corners of his mouth were still drooling.

Dongzi suddenly felt a burst of pantothenic acid in his stomach, just like when we were children, after a full meal, we poured a lot of cold and white into our stomachs, and I was nauseous.

This guy doesn't seem to be a good guy by any means, and for some reason, although he looks so dangerous, Dongzi's heart is not afraid at all.

There's even a little bit of anticipation, looking forward to competing with this behemoth.

He didn't know where his blind self-confidence came from, though he didn't know what the medicine that had changed his body so much, and how it had changed his own constitution.

But Dongzi is not stupid, he knows that his body must have some bad combination reaction with the drug, so that he will become so weak and vulnerable.

At this moment, where did he get the confidence to compete with this behemoth, who couldn't even be left by a few ordinary people?

He didn't know, but this desire welled up in his heart, which made him ready to try.

At this critical juncture, he would not realize that his physical strength had become so abundant now, and the wounds on his body that had been hit by the gun and the wounds that had been passed by the hungry wolf had slowly disappeared.

He thought everything was a fantasy.

Thinking about it, the monster ran over.

Don't look at its size, its whole body is as tall as three or four floors, and its running speed is really amazing, with sand particles all over the ground, it came over with a roar, and in just a few seconds, it came to Dongzi's body.

Dongzi rolled over on one side and dodged the monster's impact.

He has never been a passive person, even if the situation is complicated and critical, he does not like to leave his fate in the hands of the enemy.

So Dongzi jumped up and jumped up to the monster's neck the moment the monster was stunned!

His legs were spread widely, forming an angle of nearly 45 degrees, but the monster's neck was too thick, and no matter how big his legs were, they couldn't completely hold the monster.

But that's enough, Dongzi endured the intuitive feeling of almost suffocating and vomiting, luckily, and then slapped the monster on the head!

"Whew!"

"Whew!"

With each punch, the monster screamed and let out a roar of pleasure or pain.

Dongzi's hands were stained with slime from the monster's body, and the fishy liquid slowly flowed down his sandbag-sized fist, and there was a sticky heat.

"It's disgusting!

The punch struck it in the eye with anger, deep fear, and unwillingness to be temporarily left behind by itself.

A crack rapidly widened and widened from the monster's eye socket at a speed visible to the naked eye.

After about a few dozen seconds, there was a boom.

The behemoth fell to the ground with a thud, and pieces of disgusting minced flesh were buried in the yellow sand with a fishy, thick liquid.

And Dongzi's front suddenly became normal: the night, the stars and rivers, surrounded by the familiar mountain scene of Baiyun Mountain.

"Poof!"

Kanai Maruya suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, which frightened the man in black next to him: "Maruya-senpai, are you okay?"

"No! No, it can't be!"

Marutani's Yin-Yang Technique, which had always been arrogant and disdainful just now, showed surprise and worry in his eyes at this moment!

"What's wrong?"

"Impossible! Impossible! This kid can't break my illusion, can't break my god!"

Obviously, this time Kanai Maruya's spirit has been greatly hit, and he has already put aside the calmness and arrogance that he should have in front of his clansmen.

"Let the dead of the family prepare, tell Ichiro, and let him be ready to evacuate at any time!"

"Yes!"

The man with the cherry blossom badge embroidered on his arm lowered his head and agreed very simply.

But in his heart, he was very puzzled: why was Maruya-senpai so flustered, and why did he let the young master be ready to evacuate at any time?

It was as if there was something to scare him about in this place, and the situation was slowly out of his control.

The man suddenly raised his head, his eyes and face were full of incredulity!

There's only one possibility, because the boy not far away! the boy who is so crumbling that he no longer has the strength.

But he made it twice in a row and came here.

The man saw that the dead man of the family had slowly approached the boy, and after peeking at Kanai Marutani beside him, his expression slowly became solemn.