Sanya held the ivory box and walked all the way to the location of the Brown Blood Pool, only to see a huge temple.

After walking a short distance in the temple, she understood what was going on, and told Ling'er that the temple was just an illusion formed by the strange clouds on the top of the brown blood pool, which was the same as the bronze gate that Ling Xuanluo saw that day.

The Strange Cloud Fantasy Realm all originated from Sanya's Bolt Heart Dafa, and Nangong Xiang was based on the soft clouds, creating his own world as he wanted in it. Since Sangya is the founder of Illusion, no matter what he does here, he can't escape her eyes.

Nangong Xiang's intention to play this trick is obvious: if Sang Ya does not react when she sees the virtual temple, it means that she is not out of control. If she seems surprised, even for a moment, it proves that she can distinguish the true from the false with her own judgment, and is no longer a weapon without a sense of resistance. So to put it bluntly, this is a new temptation.

Sanya found out the truth, and Ling'er was even more worried. Until now, Nangong Xiang has been testing in a different way, and it seems that his suspicions have never been eliminated, and the situation is even worse than this - he has already sensed his existence.

Sonya laughed at Xiangli's timidity, but at this time, the hand holding the ivory box was also trembling slightly because of Ling'er. The person who is controlled will not have the emotion of fear, she has already revealed her stuff on the top of Mount Tai, this time she should not be more careful, I am afraid that it will really touch the bottom line of Nangong Xiang, and there will be no return.

She was afraid, and Xiangli in the ivory box seemed to feel something, and after being silent for a long time, she rolled a few times to the wall of the box on her side.

The roll was very gentle, and Sonya immediately understood what she meant, and she wanted to comfort herself in turn.

"I don't need your sympathy, you give me honesty! You can't protect yourself, and you don't care what I do! A few low roars, so roaring that Xiangli retreated. Ling'er was already worried, but when she saw that she was repeatedly fierce to Xiangli, she could only sigh.

Walking out of a long distance, the scene of the temple illuminated by the red characters did not change at all, and it was always a row of columns, sandwiched by the white stone paved road in the middle.

But if you are a normal person, you will not be able to bear it if you continue to walk so boringly. The same is true for Sangya at this time, who is eager to turn left or right and take a new path to see if she can find a turnaround.

This impulse can do bad, and she is strongly restrained, and she always moves forward numbly like a machine. She knew very well that as long as she stopped or turned, she would not want to continue to conceal what she wanted, and what appeared under her feet at that time was probably no longer the white stone road, but the abyss of the brown blood pool.

Half of her heart also felt glad that the biggest skill she had learned over the years might have nothing to do with the Dafa of Bolting the Heart, but the word "forbearance". If you can't bear it, how can you hide the top-secret white light area in your heart for hundreds of years?

Forbearance, it seems to help her pass the level again, and when there are so many red characters that there is no need to make a group of lights, she can illuminate the scene in the temple, and the journey between the pillars of the temple is finally over, so another strange scene is presented in front of her.

I saw that the space between the pillars of the temple in front widened until they were no longer separated from the left and right, but formed a circle, enclosing a large circular altar in the center.

On the altar, a bronze throne with a straight back is placed. The throne was empty, except for a gleaming black gold scepter by the armrest.

Suddenly, Ling'er let out a low exclamation, Sonya's heart trembled, but her face remained indifferent all the time, as if she was unaware of any abnormal changes that occurred around her.

It was no wonder that Ling'er cried out, it turned out that they had just established themselves by the altar, and the entire area surrounded by the pillars of the temple burst out of the ground with raging fire, swallowing them and the altar into the belly of the fire, only those red characters continued to rise or sink under the support of the flames.