The Tianchi in the eyes of everyone is very different from the famous tourist attraction that is commonly seen on TV, with large pieces of green spars, small ones a few meters high, and large ones even tens of meters high, and this kind of stone that has never been seen on TV illuminates the entire lake.

The Tianchi is very large, and there is no end in sight, standing by the lake, everyone will involuntarily sigh at the greatness of nature, as well as the insignificance of human beings.

Human beings originally lived with other animals, and when they faced hunting and hunting every day, they also had that kind of keen intuition, but as the civilization of human society became more and more developed, life became more and more distant from the jungle and grassland, even the monks whose five senses were tempered to the peak, compared to their ancestors, this intuition also slowly degenerated, as if the cecum in the stomach had become something that should be discarded.

Except for the martial artists who were still pursuing the Heavenly Dao, no one could find the gifts of the ancestors anymore.

As they stood next to this strange, turquoise heavenly pool, everyone heard the alarm conveyed from the depths of their souls.

There was a mysterious vibration in the stagnant air that the wind could not disperse, and it resonated magically in everyone's hearts, as if the most proud head could be oppressed also bowed and worshipped.

For a moment, Zhao Song and Xuan Yujia thought that they had realized the way of heaven, but when they tried to breathe cross-legged, they found that there was nothing.

It was empty, there were no irascible spirit beasts, no cold cold, nothing that could be fatal at a glance, but they just couldn't help but be afraid.

All those who have been here will remember that fear as if it were engraved on their souls, the most painful nightmare when they dream back at midnight.

Fear, as long as it finds the vehicle that triggers it, becomes stronger than it, and finally defeats it, that feeling will disappear.

True horror, only the unknown.

Only Nie Tian didn't show any emotions from beginning to end, as if he didn't get along with everyone else in the same place.

Zhao Song habitually went to look for his master, trying to see a trace of certainty in his master's eyes, but after looking over, he found that the place where Nie Tian and Wei Xiaozhong should have stood side by side was only one person left at this time.

At this time, Nie Tian's expression seemed sarcastic and disdainful.

"Master, what about that person?" Feng Ji asked blankly.

Nie Tian shook his head and didn't say anything, just raised his hand and motioned for the two of them to look at the stones by the lake.

Zhao Song and Xuan Yujia looked in the direction Nie Tian pointed, only to feel that there seemed to be something else in the turquoise stone besides their reflections.

Except for Nie Tian, Xuan Yu Jiaxiu was the highest among the remaining two, and at this time, he took the lead and carefully leaned over, stared at the shadows inside the stone carefully, and then suddenly his face changed drastically, and he took a big step back suddenly, the muscles of his whole body tensed, and he instinctively pinched out a defensive technique.

Although Xuan Yujia has forbidden coercion, her style of acting will not change, she is not a person who likes to make a fuss, and the rare look of horror made Zhao Song also nervous, clenching his fists tightly, and at the same time nervously looking at the stones erected around him.

Zhao Song slowly leaned over and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

"Inside the stone. Xuan Yujia's throat moved with difficulty, "There is a person." ”

Zhao Song frowned.

"Alive, I saw 'his' eyes move, he looked at me with his eyes open, and," Xuan Yujia's face turned pale, "That person, it seems to be me, I can be sure, it's not a reflection, it's not a puppet!"

As long as it wasn't on the Xuanbing plank road, Zhao Song's courage was never small, he quickly got to the side of the stone, looked in carefully, and then turned to look at Xuan Yujia who was close at hand in surprise.

"How. Xuan Yujia covered her chest and said in horror, "It's like me." ”

Both of them clearly knew that the person in the stone was not Xuan Yujia, the person was naked, with a good figure, and was illuminated by the green stone, and his facial features looked exactly the same as Xuan Yujia, but he couldn't say that the evil was terrible.

In those huge stones surrounding the lake, it seems that the reflections of the people on the shore in another world have grown, Nie Tian, Xuan Yujia, Zhao Song, except for Wei Xiaozhong, who has disappeared, there are no less.

"This is ......" Zhao Song glanced at Xuan Yujia suspiciously, "The same puppet technique as you?"

Suddenly, a strange and eerie singing voice came from nowhere, the tone was mysterious, obviously very distant, but it seemed to be sung close to the ears of people, and the figures in the stone slowly floated up, and under the gaze of everyone, they became closer and closer to the surface of the stone, and became more and more clear, and countless eyes seemed to have been born in the blue waves, staring at the people on the shore steadily.

Zhao Song and Xuan Yujia were pulled back by Nie Tian casually, but they didn't notice it, their backs began to chill, and they had a trembling feeling that their scalps were caught.

There was silence, only silence.

Everyone knew that Wei Xiaozhong's lead was ill-intentioned, which meant that Qingchengzi knew that even if Nie Tian and the others came to Tianchi, there would be no way to find or defeat him, or that Tianchi was the tomb he had prepared for himself and Nie Tian.

So what kind of enemy do you have to ambush in order to be invincible in the face of a strong man whose strength is several levels different from yourself?

It's something they can't defeat anyway - themselves.

Seeing that Zhao Song and Xuan Yujia seemed to be attracted by something, and unconsciously walked towards the stones that reflected their reflections, Nie Tian frowned: "Give me back!"

Zhao Song and Xuan Yujia stopped at this time, as if they had suddenly sobered up, and their expressions showed some fear and horror.

The pitch of the song grew higher and higher, until at last it was almost as sharp as a mosquito, and the ears were full of shrill chirps, and the mind seemed to be shaken by something, and suddenly there was a dizziness in front of the eyes.

Even the sky was dark, and the tumbling clouds occupied the top of the Tianshan Mountains, rising layer by layer, and the thick clouds stretched out, as if there was a hand in control.

All the green stones burst open at the same time, accompanied by countless creepy screams.

One by one, the people in the stone fell to the ground, and their bodies magically "grew" clothes and weapons identical to their other self.

It's like nature has bred another Falcon Commando out of thin air.

They were covered in slime from the stones, and their pupils shimmered with a dull and eerie light, clearly bathed in the sunlight, but there was no shadow.

It's like falling into the underworld and returning from the underworld.