"This time things went relatively well, so I came back two days early. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Wen Junxi explained with a smile as if he knew her doubts: "Who knew that as soon as I came back, I heard from Brother Qingyun that you came to Demon Cloud Valley." I was afraid that something would happen to you, so I rushed over. Wan'er, you're not going in the right direction, you have to go to me. Come here!"

Yan Wan'er pursed her lips, a trace of disappointment flashed in her eyes, and then she was relieved.

The Wen Junxi in front of her was conjured up according to her state of mind. If she really listens to 'him' and goes to 'him', I'm afraid that what awaits Yan Wan'er will be either a cliff or a trap like a killing array.

"Wan'er, why are you stunned. Come here, the fog is getting bigger and bigger, and it's going to be even more dangerous in a while......"

The 'Wen Junxi' behind him was still chattering, Yan Wan'er no longer answered, and walked forward.

"Give me back my body, give me back ......"

A faint voice fluttered around Yan Wan'er, far and near.

In the illusion world, the most important thing is to stick to your mind, according to the direction in her memory, Yan Wan'er still walked forward without saying a word.

"Give me back my body! Give me back my body!"

The faint voice suddenly became fierce, and suddenly, a red figure appeared in front of Yan Wan'er. Just in line with her gaze.

"You ......" Yan Wan'er was stunned for a moment, the woman in front of her looked exactly like her. It's just that her face is pale, and blood and tears are flowing from her eyes. The expression is also extremely eerie and terrifying.

Seeing Yan Wan'er look over, the woman approached, and a pair of hands with long red nails pinched Yan Wan'er violently.

The mouth is still gloomy: "Give me my body back ......"

At the moment when the woman pinched her, Yan Wan'er secretly said badly. Just a moment of carelessness, I answered. At this point, he has already fallen into the devil's nightmare. If she can't get rid of the nightmare in time, I'm afraid she will be strangled to death by herself.

The woman in front of her is the same as Wen Junxi, but the illusion peeks into her heart, and the illusory character that she conjures up - the former Yan Wan'er, or the soul of the former Yan Wan'er.

With a movement in her heart, Yan Wan'er thought of the Daotai Purifying Heart Mantra. This was what she had obtained from the Red Lotus Fairy with a message when she was still in Emperor Ling's Immortal Court.

"Too high on the stage, the strain is non-stop......"

Yan Wan'er couldn't make a sound, she just kept chanting with her mind.

A moment later, the woman let out a terrible scream. Then, Yan Wan'er felt that she suddenly lightened. When I looked again, I saw that my hands were pinching my neck.

Where are the hands with long red nails!

Yan Wan'er breathed a long sigh of relief, she didn't expect that there was a killing intent hidden in this phantom array, it seemed that she had to be extra careful.

If you go further, you should be at the location of the school martial arts field. However, Yan Wan'er's eyes were still foggy.

'Whew!'

Countless beasts roared one after another. The sound got closer and closer, and in an instant, dozens of behemoth monsters appeared in front of Yan Wan'er.

Oh my God! What kind of monsters are these?

The lion-headed tiger has a scorpion tail and a sharp tentacle on its head. The lantern-sized eyes emitted a seeping red light. The fangs that shimmered with cold light were long and sharp.

The monsters roared and rushed towards her!

Yan Wan'er's clear eyes flickered, and her heart twisted. If these monsters are just illusions, then she will dodge or counterattack into endless repetition. Moreover, she simply could not stop. Unless the phantom circle stops.

If, these monsters are real. Then, if she doesn't resist, she will become food in their mouths and stomachs.

At the last moment, Yan Wan'er released the purple Jiao. Let it sit by and wait. At the same time, she carried a fairy spirit around her, holding the Xi Sword.

Previously, the killing intent in this array had appeared. So, she can't sit still.

Among these monsters, she believes that there should be truth in falsehood, and truth in falsehood. Although, she didn't know how there could be such a monster on Earth.

However, the fake can't be real, the real can't be fake.

As Yan Wan'er expected, those conjured monsters approached Yan Wan'er, and she didn't feel the slightest majestic breath. The illusion of the monster passed directly through her.

Seeing that Yan Wan'er did not resist, among the beasts, there were two monsters whose eyes flashed with cunning. So, he restrained his whole body's breath, planned to fish in troubled waters, and rushed up.

Soon, they arrived in front of Yan Wan'er.

Warcraft, this is the breath of Warcraft!

In the past thousand years, Yan Wan'er has killed countless demonic beasts. Although the other party had deliberately restrained his breath, he couldn't escape Yan Wan'er's sense of smell.

Her eyes sank, and Yan Wan'er clenched the Xi Sword in her hand.

It's just two low-level magical beasts, so she naturally won't take it to heart. It's just that there will be demonic beasts here, which Yan Wan'er didn't expect.

It seems that there are still secrets in the Demon Cloud Valley.

Seeing Yan Wan'er standing there as if nothing had happened, the two demonic beasts thought that they were about to succeed. Leaned over to Yan Wan'er, opened her fangs and was about to bite down.

Yan Wan'er's red lips hooked, and a sneering smile floated.

After two sounds, the two monster heads rolled to the ground.

With the death of the Demon Beast, all the other illusory Demon Beasts disappeared.

Yan Wan'er put away her sword, the golden light in her eyes flickered, and after a while, two pale golden beams of light shot out from her eyes. Sweep forward.

This is her cultivation of the Spirit Pupil Technique.

Seeing this, Zijiao turned into a mini Jiao and obediently coiled on Yan Wan'er's wrist. At first glance, it looks like a bracelet encrusted with a bow.

In the phantom array, under the Spirit Pupil Technique, the visibility was only about ten meters. Yan Wan'er walked forward cautiously, and after a while, she suddenly found that there was a cave in front of her.

Hey, this is not the place where she ambushed the Ning Pavilion Lord and the Deputy Pavilion Master Wang last time. It was also here that she learned about the relationship between Deputy Pavilion Master Wang and the Northern Underworld Organization, as well as Wang Yanlan.

Last time, she felt that there was a formation in it, but she didn't go in because she was worried that Yan Qingyun was also inside. This is also the only place in the entire Demon Cloud Valley, where she hasn't explored.

It's just that this is another illusion that lures her into being fooled?

Zijiao seemed to see her hesitation, and her little head pouted on her wrist. Yan Wan'er was overjoyed, and said in her heart: "Ah Zi, are you saying that this is no longer an illusion?"

Zijiao nodded.

When Yan Wan'er heard this, she suddenly remembered something and dispersed her divine sense.

Sure enough, she could envelop the entire cave. It's just that the situation in the cave is the same as last time, it's just vague.

Seeing that there was still a foggy scene in front of her, Yan Wan'er had a loud alarm in her heart: no matter what the other party's cultivation is, her mind is absolutely smart.

Otherwise, how could you think of a small phantom array, which can also be virtual and real, false and true.

If she hadn't had a purple Jiao, she would have seen this cave. I will be suspicious, and I won't go in to investigate.