A phantom shadow slowly solidified, his facial features gradually became clear, and a middle-aged man appeared in the eyes of the emperor.

The black hair is like a waterfall, the eyebrows are thick as ink, the eyes are deep and sharp, the bridge of the nose is high on the serious and majestic face, the lips are thick and blood-red, and the back is engraved with the wind and frost of the years, and it is so tenacious and stable as Mount Tai.

"Martial God, the emperor still thinks ...... I thought I would never see you again!" the emperor choked with tears, his body trembled excitedly, and countless eventful years continued to come to his heart.

At that time, the martial god fought in all directions, with millions of monks, how high-spirited, everywhere he passed, countless monks shouted for it, all wanted to join the millions of monks, but the martial god's vision was too high, countless monks could only sigh secretly, helpless!

However, in the face of that dark time, it is no longer possible to solve it with a large number of people, only the top powerful people can take action, and maybe there is a trace of resistance.

"Emperor, why do you need to be like this, the past is like smoke, you can only go with the wind!" said the martial god calmly, in his words, what was hidden was only helplessness and sadness, in the face of such a disaster, millions of monks had no power to resist, and all of them fell.

"Martial God, since the person you are waiting for has arrived, and the mission of the Emperor has been completed, I should also follow you!" said the Emperor calmly, with no joy or sorrow on his withered face.

For Huang Tian, it is better to live like this than to die, following the Martial God, the Ten Great People, and the millions of monks to dissipate between heaven and earth.

"Well, I know that you have made up your mind, no matter how you persuade you, you won't change your mind, so be it!" the martial god replied, without the slightest emotional fluctuation on his face.

Huangtian, the first person under the command of the Martial God, when that disaster came, the Martial God used his last trace of strength to allow the Emperor to survive.

A figure of the level of the Martial God, even if it is the only trace of strength left, is enough to destroy the heavens and the earth and seriously injure a martial artist of the same level!

Although Huangtian survived, his body had already turned into a pinch of loess, and there was no possibility of recovery, only his soul survived.

Huangtian's soul body was alone in Wushen Mountain, as long as two Yuan Hui, one Yuan Hui reached 129,600 years, and his soul body was already illusory and transparent, on the verge of dissipation.

The biggest reason why the martial artists didn't notice the abnormality was because the strength of the emperor surpassed that of the martial artists, I don't know how many times!

"Thank you Martial God!" the old man bowed to the back of the Martial God, his voice hoarse, full of a sense of liberation.

The figure of the Martial God waved his hand slightly, and then dissipated in front of the emperor.

Suddenly relieved, a mixed taste followed, and the emperor was at a loss, and he had no interest in what happened next.

"Jiuni, are we lost, I feel like we've been in the same place all along!" Situ Feng said helplessly, out of breath.

The three of them had been wandering around the tombstone forest for an hour, and they had gained nothing, as Situ Feng said, standing still.

"That's not right!" Jiu Ni said suddenly, stopped, Mu Yang Xin'er and Situ Feng saw it, and they also stopped, waiting curiously for Jiu Ni to speak.

Among the three, Jiuni is the strongest, and his sensitivity to the environment is also beyond the two, and the two naturally choose to believe in Jiuni unconditionally and wait for his next move.

"This should be a formation, and the position we are in is changing at any time, but because of the many tombstone forests, it gives us the illusion of going back and forth!" Jiu Ni murmured.

Mu Yang Xin'er and the two looked at each other, stunned by what Jiu Ni said, this endless tombstone forest was actually a huge formation.

Formation, a kind of cultivation avenue, exclusive cultivation of soul power monks, the way of formation, pay attention to the formation of the momentum of the formation, once formed, can be ever-changing, elusive, dominate all the enemy's actions, so that the enemy is in a predicament, showing a trend of defeat, and then break through in one fell swoop.

In the face of the formation, the numerical advantage almost lost its due role, and only the monks who practiced the way of the formation made a move, so that they could have a chance to break the formation and kill the enemy, defeat the opponent's general trend, and drive straight in.

"This should be a phantom array!" Jiu Ni said, his expression becoming serious.

"What, Phantom Array, then everything we saw just now is an illusion!" Situ Feng said in shock, the flesh on his face trembling.

"Then how do we break the formation?" Mu Yang Xin'er said, his face slightly flustered.

Phantom Array, a corner of the Way of Formation, is constructed by a mage who is proficient in the Way of Formation, just like the real world.

If the warrior's will is not strong enough, his soul power is weak, and he enters the phantom array, without the support of strong soul power, he will lose himself and be confused until his vitality is exhausted.

Warriors who are trapped in the phantom array have only three paths to go, one of which is to wait for death, and the vitality completely disappears between heaven and earth.

Moreover, waiting for the powerful warriors to break through the formation from the outside, the warriors in the phantom array should be saved.

The last way is to rely on their own strength to find the defects of the formation and break out of the formation, and there are very few such people, and it is rare to meet one in a hundred years or a thousand years.

"The only way now is to find the broken horn of the formation, and then ...... Let's make another plan!" Jiu Nie thought for a moment and said slowly.

Mu Yang Xin'er and Situ Feng heard Jiu Ni's words, thought for a while, and nodded one after another.

Jiu Ni has dug out the problem, except for this method, there is no other way, what else can the two of them say, otherwise, they can only wander aimlessly in the tombstone forest!

The reason why Jiu Ni found the problem was because of the three conspicuous characters on the tombstone forest tombstone, Martial God Soldier.

Countless tombstones are engraved with exactly the same words, the first time Jiu Ni saw it, he had a strange thought, everything in front of him is an illusion, it is intentional!

Of course, there was another reason for this, that is, because Jiu Ni's soul power was powerful, surpassing most of the martial artists of the same realm, so in combination with the situation of the tombstone forest, he had determined that the space they entered was a huge phantom array.

The warriors who entered the Martial God Tomb gradually found that they walked around, spent countless hours, and were still in the tombstone forest!

Even so, countless martial artists only realized that they were only trapped in a formation, and not many martial artists realized that they were not only trapped in a formation, but also a phantom formation.

Some warriors may remember what the old man said before: there are three levels of tests here, and the tests of each level are different.

If it's just as simple as that, there are so many martial artists who can pass the test of the three levels!

What the old man said was deeply ingrained in the hearts of everyone, and everyone was convinced, completely relaxed their vigilance, and fell into the trap of the old man's words.

The three of them walked for another half an hour, stopped, and stared at the dense tombstones in front of them.

Mu Yang Xin'er and the two frowned, the scene in front of them seemed to be no different, although they had doubts in their hearts, the two still chose to keep silent.

Jiu Ni suddenly closed his eyes, and when Mu Yang Xin'er saw it, he gently stepped aside, for fear of disturbing Jiu Ni, and stood quietly aside and waited.

"Xin'er, fat man, you two come forward and help me!" said Jiu Ni as he opened his eyes, a smile blooming on his face.

Seeing Jiu Ni's demeanor, Mu Yang Xin'er and the two smiled, and quickly walked to Jiu Ni's side, waiting for Jiu Ni's instructions.

"Throw all the aura of the two of you on me, and then I will go all out to break through the remnants of the phantom array. Jiu Ni said solemnly, there is no room for the slightest joke at this time, otherwise everything may be wasted.

When Mu Yang Xin'er heard Jiu Ni'er's words, they didn't hesitate for a moment, and urged the aura in their bodies with all their might, condensing into a strong air flow, and quickly surging into Jiu Ni's body.

"Ahh

The aura that swept wildly had almost blown up Jiu Ni's body, and the pressure he was under at this time had reached the limit of his body, if he didn't stop, the aura could break through his body at any time!

"Nine Nirvana!" Mu Yang Xin'er and Situ Feng shouted, their faces were pale, their bodies were shaky, and there was not much spiritual energy left in their bodies.

"It's okay!" Jiu Ni said through gritted teeth, beads of sweat rolling on his forehead.

"Broken!"

Jiu Ni roared, a strong aura soared through the sky, only to feel a moment of dizziness, the three of them had broken through the shackles of the illusion and appeared in a new world.