The shadow is solid, just like a real person.

The phantom is dressed in colorful palace clothes, with pictures and texts of flowers and birds, flowers and trees. The clouds are towering, the eyebrows are like frost, and they are very cold, without a trace of human warmth, like ice cubes in the ice and snow.

The phantom does not say whether people are beautiful or not, it is indeed as beautiful as a fairy, which is rare in the world.

The phantom's eyes were closed, and a trace of breath emanated from the phantom's body, and bursts of aura converged, and at this moment the aura was like a tide, surging, and was slightly inhaled by the phantom cherry, and all of it was inhaled into his mouth.

At the entrance of the aura, the phantom was scattered for a while, becoming a little floating, as if it was about to float away at any time, and the figure was a little illusory, not as solid as just now. The aura was still surging, converging to a certain extent, and the phantom still opened its mouth, sucking the aura like a whale, sweeping away all the aura.

"Buzz ......"

The aura in the air instantly became a vacuum in this palace. And because of the phantom gathering aura, the aura surged, touched the vacuum area, collided together, and made a low sound that the flesh could not feel, and the original spirit could only capture the humming sound.

Zhang Daoran was standing not far away, and at the moment when the phantom was solidified, Zhang Daoran knew that the aura fluctuations he had just felt in Sanqingguan were unusual. I thought it was a movement caused by a Dao cultivator on the island in the middle of the lake, but I didn't expect it to be Mengxi here.

This kind of aura fluctuation has exceeded Zhang Daoran's imagination, and it is simply terrifying.

Even if Zhang Daoran cultivated by himself, he had never made any big noise: "According to the calculation of aura fluctuations, this phantom is at least beyond the reach of the poor Dao!"

And the slightest hint of mysterious aura fluctuations just now made Zhang Daoran feel palpitations and panic, and wanted to escape from here. All this shows that the phantom is a terrifying existence, at least now, if Zhang Daoran faces the phantom, there is no chance of winning!

"What is this phantasm, where does it come from, and why is it here?"

As a cultivator, it is very common for the yang god to condense outside. In particular, the yang god is condensed, can leave the physical body, can accept the aura of heaven and earth, and can temper itself. At the beginning, the phantom appeared, and Zhang Daoran instinctively thought that this was Mengxi's yang god.

It wasn't until the phantom solidified that Zhang Daoran realized that his guess was wrong.

As a cultivator, I can be said to be very sensitive to the perception of danger. The phantom brought Zhang Daoran an unknown danger, and this danger went straight into the primordial spirit, making Zhang Daoran's heart tremble.

Where do phantoms come from?

Mengxi is just a cultivator who condenses the three souls of heaven, earth and man, and the peak of man and god, it can be said that he is just a beginner of cultivation, and it is impossible for Yang God to be so powerful! Moreover, the appearance and temperament of this phantom shadow have no resemblance to Mengxi at all.

This is definitely not Mengxi's Yang God!

Zhang Daoran can be very sure of this.

Zhang Daoran's instinctive Tianyan eyes opened and looked at the phantom. The Heavenly Eye is omnipotent, the Heavenly Eye is open, and nothing between heaven and earth can stop Zhang Daoran's peeping! Even if it is the Heavenly Dao, the Heavenly Dao of this world, Zhang Daoran can also find the loopholes of the Heavenly Dao through the Heavenly Eye, so as to derive the Heavenly Dao.

Since he appeared in this world, Zhang Daoran believes that the Tianyan Divine Power can peek into the origin and identity of the phantom.

"Humph......"

Tianyan just looked at this phantom, Zhang Daoran suddenly felt a stinging pain in his eyes, unconsciously closed his eyes, and a stream of heat flowed out of his eyes. Zhang Daoran's heart turned up in turmoil: "The Heavenly Dao and the Poor Dao can be deduced, how powerful is this illusory shadow, and it actually cracks the Heavenly Eye Power of the Poor Dao?"

Two lines of blood and tears flowed down, Zhang Daoran couldn't care about the pain in his eyes, and opened his eyes again, Zhang Daoran seemed to have gained some kind of confidence: "The reason why Poor Dao can't deduce Mengxi's life is blocked by some mysterious power, it seems that this phantom is doing tricks......"

In an instant, all the previous incomprehensions were answered at this moment.

Just got the answer, Zhang Daoran felt a sense of anxiety in his heart, a feeling of facing a wild beast, this feeling made people very uncomfortable, a feeling of fear, a feeling of fear!

"The poor road must get the answer......"

Don't say that Mengxi is a disciple of the old man, just say that Mengxi is now a disciple of Huxin Island, a second-generation disciple, as the sect master, Zhang Daoran also needs to ensure Mengxi's absolute safety.

The phantom made Zhang Daoran feel palpitations, felt danger, couldn't peep, couldn't deduce, the origin was unknown, the purpose was unclear, and he didn't know what the harm was. Something unknown, before you don't know what is good or bad for you, there will always be endless curiosity.

The same is true for Zhang Daoran, the appearance of the mysterious phantom has caused fear and fear in Zhang Daoran's heart, if this fear and fear are not eliminated, Zhang Daoran's path of cultivation will inevitably be hindered.

"The Dao heart of the poor Dao has already engraved your traces, and if it is not eliminated, it will be harmful and useless to the poor Dao..."

Zhang Daoran's heart became extremely firm, this hidden danger must be eliminated!

He opened his eyes and looked behind Mengxi again, only a transparent tulle remained, and it was slowly fading, but in the blink of an eye, it had completely disappeared. It's like coming silently and leaving silently, leaving only endless legends and endless horrors.

As the phantom disappeared, the feeling of danger slowly disappeared.

Zhang Daoran looked at Mengxi, only to see that Mengxi was still sitting cross-legged, as if he didn't seem to be aware of it. A trace of aura still gathered in the heavenly spirit, and it was not affected in the slightest. Not only that, Mengxi's cultivation realm, compared to just now, seems to have faintly improved, breaking through the Yang God realm, only a thin line away......

"Mengxi's three souls of heaven, earth and man have been condensed, which obviously misleads the poor Dao, Mengxi's three souls of heaven, earth and man should be dispersed, the three souls of heaven, earth and man are one, which is the realm of Yang God... Mengxi is still at the peak of human gods!"

This is a very strange and obviously abnormal phenomenon.

Zhang Daoran tried, and the power of the Yuan Shen branched out and extended to Mengxi's body. As a cultivator whose cultivation has surpassed the realm of cultivators too much, Zhang Daoran's primordial spirit can easily penetrate the physical body of every cultivator whose cultivation realm is lower than his own, so as to probe their physical structure and cultivate to the realm.

Zhang Daoran was a little hesitant at this time, the existence of the phantom behind Mengxi, Zhang Daoran was a little jealous, and he didn't know if the Yuan Shen would be attacked by this phantom. The Yuan Shen is the foundation of a cultivator, and it is not easy to cultivate, and once you are injured, you have to pay a great price if you want to recover.

The primordial spirit extended out, Zhang Daoran was slightly stunned, and easily penetrated the meridians into Mengxi's body, which made Zhang Daoran feel surprised. The power of the Yuan Shen entered Mengxi's meridians, and Mengxi's body trembled slightly, as if he had sensed something.

Zhang Daoran was taken aback, now Zhang Daoran's Yuan Shen probed Tianjizi's body, Tianjizi was still unaware, Mengxi, at that moment just now, obviously felt his existence.

All of this subverted Zhang Daoran's cognition, and endless doubts welled up in his heart, and he felt a trace of instinctive danger in his heart at this moment.

However, this feeling is generated in the bottom of his heart, and the Yuan Shen is still easy, wandering through the Mengxi meridians, Zhang Daoran wants to get the answer the most, without the slightest result.

Looking at Mengxi with both eyes, Zhang Daoran realized that he had underestimated Mengxi and felt that Mengxi at this moment was so mysterious.