"It's rare that you are so confident, I, Yan Ning, will play with you. ”

Yan Ning said, raising his hand and stabbing a sword into Meow Dabao's neck!

"Yan Ning, you!"

Meow Dabao opened his mouth wide and looked at Yan Ning in disbelief.

"The real Dabao, one of the three sentences must be Uncle Ben, you are acting too fake. Yan Ning said with a smile.

Sure enough, all the blades of the sword were submerged in Meow Dabao's neck, and there was not a trace of blood, only a dull sound was heard, like an airless balloon exploding, Meow Dabao's body quickly withered, and finally turned into a poisonous miasma and dispersed.

Geng Yu said with a gloomy face, "You have found the technique to see through illusions?"

"There is no other, just follow the heart. Yan Ning put away the Kunwu sword and said lightly.

Geng Disaster didn't laugh angrily: "Okay, then I want to see how strong your heart is, my poisonous miasma illusion will become more and more realistic with the number of times and experience learned, and it will become more and more difficult to choose, I just hope that before I find the Bodhi tree, you kid won't torture yourself crazy!"

"That's a lot of nonsense. ”

Yan Ning controlled the Kunwu Sword and penetrated Geng Calamity's body, and not surprisingly, Geng Calamity was also transformed from a poisonous miasma.

Geng Disaster didn't have a chance to talk nonsense anymore, turned into a poisonous miasma and dissipated, Yan Ning looked around, and now he was the only one left.

There was not a trace of sound in the mountains and forests, not even the sound of birds and insects, Yan Ning recalled the scene when he and Zhuang Xiaoya rescued Wang Haozi at the beginning, I don't know if Zhuang Xiaoya, who was with Yan Ning at the beginning, was also changed?

Without thinking too much, Yan Ning walked forward aimlessly.

There is no end, and there is no way to sit still.

Not far ahead, two people were standing.

Evil and a hundred miles of wind.

Seeing Yan Ning walking towards them, Baili Xiaofeng said with a little surprise: "Senior nephew, you kid can, how many rounds have you walked under Geng Disaster's hands?"

The evil true charm smiled and did not speak.

Yan Ning walked towards them, without a pause in his footsteps, and the Kunwu Sword was like a vicious dog loyal to the Lord, pounced on it and tore Baili Xiaofeng and Evil True to pieces.

The two didn't even have a chance to struggle, so they turned into a poisonous miasma.

"Come on, I want to see how far you can imitate them!"

A hint of firmness flashed in Yan Ning's eyes, and the frequency of his steps did not change at all, and he continued to walk forward.

Along the way, Yan Ning met Zhuang Xiaoya, Meow Dabao and others countless times, and even saw Yihu and Zhang Daofeng.

But without exception, these people are all changed by Geng Calamity, but every time they meet them, they are more like real people.

Yan Ning has a clear heart, no matter who he meets, Yan Ning can always observe his problem at first sight, and then kill him with a sword without hesitation!

Until a Zhuang Xiaoya suddenly appeared and stayed in front of Yan Ning, her eyes were full of suspicion, staring at Yan Ning vigilantly, and the pure Jun sword was ready to be unsheathed at any time.

Yan Ning's footsteps, which had not stopped for a long time, suddenly paused, and then stood in place, he looked at the person in front of him, did not speak, just silently opened his arms.

When Zhuang Xiaoya saw this scene, her eyes turned red, and she stepped forward without any hesitation to hug Yan Ning tightly.

"Finally found you. Yan Ning smelled the familiar fragrance and said a little tiredly.

Zhuang Xiaoya choked up and said, "Along the way, I have killed many people. ”

"Don't worry, it's just an illusion. Yan Ning patted Zhuang Xiaoya's shoulder and comforted softly.

Zhuang Xiaoya was a little puzzled: "If we are all under the control of Geng Calamity, how can he let the real you and me meet?"

Yan Ning smiled slightly: "There is only one possibility, and that is - there is one thing near here, which makes Geng Calamity's poisonous miasma unable to invade, and it is the only place in the entire mountain that Geng Calamity cannot control." ”

"What do you mean ......" Zhuang Xiaoya's eyes lit up and she became excited.

Yan Ning waved his hand lightly, and the poisonous miasma in front of him dissipated a little, and he saw a cave appear directly in front of the two, there was no sunlight, but the cave exuded a little silver-white light, faintly illuminating the path in the cave.

Yan Ning breathed a sigh of relief and took Zhuang Xiaoya's hand: "Let's go in." ”

"Hmm!"

The two entered the cave.

Inside the cave are countless unknown green vines, and it is they that emit a silvery white light, illuminating the scenery inside the cave.

Following the path of the cave, the two continued to walk forward, and in a short time they came to the end.

There is a cave in the cave, the space is huge, and the ground is full of gold, silver, jewelry, and jade agate, but perhaps it has been a long time, and these treasures are covered with green vines, which look ancient and vicissitudes.

After a glance, Yan Ning didn't put these worldly things in his eyes at all, the so-called gold, silver, jewelry, and jade agate were not as great as the effect of a hundred-year-old elixir in his eyes.

"Look there!"

Zhuang Xiaoya pointed above and said.

At the top of the golden mountain, there is a throne with a length and width of nearly two meters, the throne is made of countless broken swords piled up, and as far as the eye can see, there seems to be a whistling sound in the ears, as if it is the whispering of countless masters.

And above the throne, an old man lay on his side, his eyes down, and his body beating rhythmically, as if he were asleep.

In this mountain forest, in addition to Yan Ning and the others, there was actually a third person? Who was the old man lying on the throne on his side?

Yan Ning is sure that he must be a cultivator, but Yan Ning knows all the cultivators with heads and faces, and this old man is not the Ten Directions Heavenly Demon or the Eight Realms Immortals, he appears here...... There's only one answer.

"He is my uncle, Chang Kyushu. Yan Ning said in a low voice.

"How come?" Zhuang Xiaoya covered her mouth in surprise, "After so many years, has Chang Kyushu stayed in this cave all the time and didn't go out?"

Yan Ning was silent, Chang Jiuzhou was already a heavenly immortal ten thousand years ago, if the old man in front of him was Chang Jiuzhou, I was afraid that his current cultivation would be terrifying, once he made a move, Yan Ning and Zhuang Xiaoya probably had no chance to escape.

The strange thing is that Chang Kyushu seems to be sleeping very deeply, and he didn't even react when the two of them entered the cave.

Yan Ning decided to salute first and then soldier, he took a step forward and knelt on one knee: "Uncle Chang, junior Yan Ning." ”

Chang Jiuzhou was still lying on the throne, without the slightest reaction, if it weren't for the rhythmic breathing, Yan Ning would even think that he was dead.

"Uncle!"

Yan Ning spoke again, his voice as loud as a bell.

But Chang Kyushu still didn't react.

This time Yan Ning was a little suspicious, he slowly stood up, let Zhuang Xiaoya stand in place, and climbed the golden mountain step by step, and came to Chang Jiuzhou.

(End of chapter)