Shortly after flying into the canyon, the archwizard in front of him was suspended in the air and stopped moving.

Nianchen and Wan Liutang glanced at each other, not knowing what this old guy was going to do.

The next moment, the answer was revealed.

The Grand Wizard took out the quaint talisman and raised it slightly towards the canyon ahead......

Hula.

A large five-colored light curtain suddenly enveloped the entire canyon.

Immediately, the Grand Wizard flew forward again, holding the quaint talisman in his hand, and the path of travel was twisted and turned, as if playing hide and seek.

"Brother Zhong, what is this old guy doing?"

Nian Chen couldn't help but use his mental power to ask.

Zhong Mubai's voice immediately sounded:

"This is the route to enter the formation!"

"If he didn't have the talisman in his hand to control the formation, as well as the correct travel route, as long as he took a wrong step, he would either trigger the killing formation and be directly crushed into ashes!"

"Either you will enter the phantom array and think that you have been moving forward in the canyon, but in fact, you will go in circles in place and get lost in it forever!"

Nian Chen nodded suddenly:

"No wonder this Hades Gorge is known as the forbidden area of life, it is estimated that the people who strayed into it were either destroyed by the killing array, or if they were lucky, they were trapped by the phantom array!"

"Even if you escape with nine deaths, you think that the illusion you have experienced, what poisonous insects and miasma, are real, which makes this canyon mysterious and terrifying, and it is prohibitive!"

Zhong Mubai: "This is also the effect that most formations have!"

Nian Chen quietly took out a flying sword.

This is what was taken with ** when many monks were killed.

Inject a trace of mana into the flying sword at will, and Nian Chen drove the flying sword towards a formation light curtain on the right side......

Whew!

As soon as the flying sword touched the formation light curtain, it was directly shot by a dense layer of five-colored thunder arc and turned into flying ashes.

The next moment, the surrounding scenery changed suddenly!

All the flying monks suddenly found that thousands of sword shadows appeared around them, densely arranged around, and in the gaps of these sword shadows, there were countless lightning arcs intertwined, and there were terrifying sounds.

"Who is so bold? dare to touch the killing array!"

The Great Wizard's voice with murderous intent suddenly sounded.

The next moment, I saw the ancient talisman in the hand of the great wizard, and suddenly the light shone brightly, turning into a star-shaped point of light, which merged into the surrounding sword array and thunder arc......

In the next moment, the sword array thunder arc disappeared and turned into a five-colored light curtain again.

And in front of everyone, the temporarily opened passage reappeared.

Everything is back to normal.

And the figure of the great wizard appeared like a ghost on the flying boat where Nian Chen was.

Several Jindan monks who were taken by him were quietly suspended in the air.

"Boy, if it was someone else, the old man would have slapped him in the face!"

"But your body is strong, your soul is strong, and your body contains volcanic energy, which is the best sacrifice used as a sacrifice on the day of the witch festival, so this time, the old man spares you from dying!"

"If there is another Hu Lai, not only will you never see the saint again, but the old man will not hesitate to spend mana to train you into a puppet corpse, and you can also be sacrificed!"

The voice of the great wizard seemed to be emotionless, very cold.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Nian Chen's mouth: "If my guess is right, if you train me to be a puppet corpse, the effect of the sacrifice will be greatly reduced, right?"

The Great Wizard was slightly stunned, and then nodded:

"Yes, that's why the old man tolerated you this time!"

"Don't think you've caught the old man's weakness, your weakness...... More obvious than the old man!"

"If you don't cooperate obediently, the old man will not only let you not see the saint, but will also use some means on her......"

Nian Chen's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "Old guy, you dare to ......"

"The old man does what he says!"

The Grand Wizard's voice suddenly doubled.

"So, you'd better not make the old man angry!"

This time, Nian Chen chose to be silent.

The Great Wizard seems to have insight into the soul and hits the door directly.

Don't dare to gamble.

Nothing is more important than seeing Xiuyun.

And the Grand Wizard clearly understands that......

Watch as the Grand Wizard disappears into the flying boat and reappears in front of the crowd as he moves on.

A sense of powerlessness spread through my heart.

Whether it is strength or calculation...... I can't compare with the great wizard.

It's a journey to the death with no chance of winning.

The only thing that can comfort the soul is the longing to meet Xiuyun.

About five minutes later.

A powerful and continuous thrust descended suddenly.

All of them, along with the flying magic weapons, suddenly flew forward......

The next moment, the surrounding scenery changed abruptly.

Nian Chen looked up and saw that a group of people had appeared on the edge of a large black swamp.

A miasma, black as ink, shrouded the swamp.

Huge bubbles bulged out of the viscous oil-like sludge and burst open, spewing out streams of black miasma that melted into the miasma layer above.

In this vicious-looking swamp, normal life is unlikely to survive.

However, Nian Chen still saw the silt wriggling constantly, and it was clear that something was moving underneath.

"Nima, the things that can survive in this place must be some deadly poisons!"

Nian Chen's heart was secretly amazed.

But soon, Nian Chen reined in his emotions and began to scan around with burning eyes.

Obviously, this is the habitat of the Moro tribe that he has been searching for for more than a year.

Ahead, there is an endless swamp of death, shrouded in miasma.

However, Nianchen was surprised to find that Zhao Zeban, a few thousand meters away on the right, was a completely different scene.

Between several forested peaks covered with lush flowers, there are very primitive wooden buildings, looming.

These wooden buildings are built on large tree branches, seven or eight meters above the ground, and there are rope ladders as tools for going up and down the stairs.

In most of the wooden buildings, there is curling smoke rising, and at first glance it is a peaceful and peaceful village, and countless villages are connected, like a primitive tribe.

And around the village, there are rice fields, fish ponds, fruit groves......

It's completely different from what I imagined!

Here, it's a paradise.

Nian Chen couldn't help but look at the Great Wizard suspiciously.

With such a perfect life, what else does this old guy want?

Moreover, the "Immortal Yuan" conspiracy laid out by the Moro tribe for thousands of years, I don't know how many monks have been killed, plus the infinite birds and beasts bred by the Royal Dragon Mountain Range......

All this adds up, how many lives, how much blood, how many souls!

Such a crazy move is not an exaggeration to describe it as a demon......

This is really not reminiscent of the peaceful and quiet village in front of you.

Could it be that these people are not from these villages?

As soon as this question rose from his heart, Nian Chen saw that the villagers in the distance knelt down in the direction where his group of people were standing, and shouted one by one reverently and fervently:

"The Wizard has returned in triumph!"

"The Holy Clan will prosper!"

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