Time flies, the internal force in Fang Zheng's body in this illusion realm seems to be endless, and now where the Vast Sect can reach, Fang Zheng can be said to have searched for every inch of position, but he has never found the core thing like what the Boundary Gate Machine Spirit said.

Fang Zheng naturally also understands that since all this is an illusion, then it naturally belongs to the existence of a formation, and each formation needs to be supported by a core thing, and the formation that can trap these people in the Vast Sect is also an ordinary thing.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng continued to search, and when seven days later, when Fang Zheng sat at the door of his courtyard, the whole person had fallen into a trance, the feeling of disappointment and loneliness at this moment firmly surrounded Fang Zheng.

At this time, Fang Zheng's mind was still spinning rapidly, but every inch of all this Fang Zheng went several times, and he never found the slightest.

Gradually, Fang Zheng's whole person's emotions have become very strange, and all these Boundary Gate Spirits are seen in their eyes, but they are more powerless.

Because as long as he can't find a way to get out, Fang Zheng needs to be trapped in this illusion until he completely falls.

At this moment, Fang Zheng raised his right hand without warning and slapped it on his face, the sharp pain on his face made Fang Zheng's whole person tremble suddenly, and the black mist on the top of his head was extremely abrupt.

And all this, Founder has no idea.

Because Fang Zheng fell into a strange mood at this time, it seemed that only by abusing himself like this could he make Fang Zheng's heart feel better.

Syllable!

Fang Zheng slapped himself again, and just as Fang Zheng was about to lie on the ground and sleep first, in his mind, the voice of the Boundary Gate Machine Spirit was extremely excited.

"Haha, I've found a way to get out!"

As soon as this voice fell, two rays of essence suddenly shot out of Fang Zheng's dark eyes!

"How do you get out?"

Fang Zheng also became awake all of a sudden, and the whole person sat upright, as if he was extremely looking forward to the next words of the Boundary Gate Instrument Spirit.

"Hmm.... You hurt yourself, or you slapped yourself hard, I looked around for those two slaps just now, and now I can see the shortcomings of this illusion, what the illusion wants to enslave is the soul, and as long as your body is hurt, you can come to your senses. ”

When Fang Zheng heard this, he immediately frowned slightly, not for anything else, but this reason makes people sound very strange, where is there a way to slap yourself to get out?

"Nothing else?"

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, the machine spirit of the Boundary Gate hesitated slightly, as if he was also considering Fang Zheng's meaning.

"Anything else, do you want to stab yourself with two swords instead of the sword in your hand?" I think that would be a little better...."

.....

Get!

Fang Zheng immediately understood, although there was only himself and the existence of the machine spirit in this illusion, but Fang Zheng still would not choose to slap himself like this, if this was spread, with Fang Zheng's identity as a vast sect Taoist, he would really be completely famous.

Thinking of this, Fang Zheng immediately took the long sword in his hand, and without the slightest hesitation, he immediately slashed at his shoulder, and in the next second, at the moment when the dark red blood was diffuse, the pain caused by the shoulder position trapped Fang Zheng in it.

But before Fang Zheng could grin, the black fog above his head that was tumbling and condensing seemed to be given at this time, and everything around him was also framed.

A crisp sound sounded out of nowhere, and in the next second, everything in front of Fang Zheng's eyes became countless fragments!

When Fang Zheng opened his eyes again, he suddenly found that there were ten monks of the Vast Sect lying around him, and not far away, Fusang and Ling Xiao were also lying inside, but these people all had their eyes closed, and the expressions on their faces were sometimes happy and happy, and sometimes they became extremely hideous and terrifying.

All around was an endless black mist, and not far away, a huge blood-colored moon hung on the top of the firmament.

Under the blood moon, Gongsun Changxiao and the other two Dark Demon Sect monks who were at the peak of their breath sat cross-legged below, put their hands on their lower abdomen, and pinched out extremely strange hand duels.

In fact, Fang wanted to directly carry the sword and take this opportunity to kill these three people directly, but he was stopped by the machine spirit of the Boundary Gate.

"It is estimated that before you get close, the three of them will wake up directly, since the people of their Dark Demon Sect can rest assured that they can arrange this formation, they must have made some preparations, I think the best way now is to wake up these people from the Cangmen Sect first, otherwise with your realm, you will be sent to death if you go directly to the past." ”

A hint of embarrassment flashed quickly on Fang Zheng's face, if nothing else, Fang Zheng can be regarded as the master of the Boundary Gate, and as an instrument spirit, he didn't even care about Fang Zheng's face and said it directly, who else would he not feel embarrassed?

"Uh... Then you say, how am I going to wake them up? I can't go to their illusions too. ”

For a moment, the Boundary Gate's machine spirit fell silent again, constantly looking at the ten Vast Sect monks under his feet through his square eyes.

Suddenly, the spirit of the machine sighed softly.

"Do you see the black mark on this person's face? I guess just by slashing this person, this person will be able to wake up from the illusion, you hurry up and use your sword to cut it. ”

Listening to the words of the machine spirit, Fang Zheng did not hesitate, and immediately used the tip of his sword to break the skin on this mark, and after a wisp of black blood flowed out, this person suddenly opened his eyes, and the original confused color in his eyes quickly regained his previous clarity, looking at Fang Zheng in front of him, before he could speak, Fang Zheng walked towards the sudden body monk of the vast sect next to him.

In this way, when Ling Xiao and the others all woke up from the illusion, Fang Zheng was worried at the moment, because the mark on Fusang's body was not somewhere else, but in a somewhat embarrassing place.

Because the mark of Fuso's illusion is impressively on Fuso's right buttocks....

"Senior, why don't you draw it? As long as you destroy this mark, you will be able to wake up from the illusion. ”

Hearing Fang Zheng's words, Ling Xiao hurriedly waved his hand.

"Don't, it's still you, I don't want to see this madman fight with me in the future, you are still the Daozi of the Vast Sect, this loss Fusang must be able to swallow it by himself. ”