Chapter Eighty-Three: Phantom Array

"There are so many primordial beasts in this jungle. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info" Yang Yuanhao leaned against a big tree, panting in his mouth, his body was stained with blood, and he was holding a blood-killing dagger in his hand, and there were also a little blood marks. In front of him, a behemoth collapsed in a pool of blood.

"It's been a day, and I don't know when I'll be able to get through this jungle. This jungle doesn't seem to be that vast!"

Yang Yuanhao frowned slightly, doubting in his heart. With his strength, although he wasted a lot of time by killing countless Yuan Beasts, it shouldn't be a day, but he can't reach the end of the jungle! Moreover, since this Xi Meiji entered the jungle, he has disappeared without a trace.

"Where did he go? Is it out of the jungle? Yang Yuanhao frowned, looking at the dense jungle around him, not confused.

Airplanes.

Immediately, his eyes closed slightly, his heart was beating, and a crack suddenly appeared between his smooth eyebrows, and then slowly opened, and the last golden eye appeared in the center of his eyebrows, the third eye.

The third eye turned slightly, and the golden rays bloomed, Yang Yuanhao's heart moved slightly, and the golden eyes poked out a golden light, like looking in a dense forest.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the sight in his third eye changed, and it was wrapped in layers of mist, which he couldn't see through at all.

Yang Yuanhao was surprised, this third eye was extremely unusual, it could be broken through the illusion, but it couldn't even see through the fog that appeared in the jungle for some reason!

"Huh?!" Suddenly, Yang Yuanhao's eyes opened suddenly, the eyes in the center of his eyebrows disappeared, and the corners of his mouth actually set off an obvious arc.

"I see!" He snorted.

In the fog, Yang Yuanhao felt a familiar fluctuation and aura at a certain moment. Yes, he felt the fluctuations of the mist in the mist, and this also made Yang Yuanhao suddenly know why he couldn't get out of the jungle for a long time, because the terrifying thing about this jungle was not the endless Yuan beasts, but a huge and obscure array!

At this time, Yang Yuanhao also understood why Xi Mingzhi was no longer in the jungle, because he himself knew the big array in the jungle, and he also walked through the jungle with the guidance given by the Ming Ming Hall.

"It seems that this is a psychedelic array!" Yang Yuanhao said softly. "What about the phantom array, I'm going to break through."

Inadvertently, Yang Yuanhao's body exuded an arrogant domineering aura.

As he spoke, he moved. The figure turned into a black light, rushing towards the front at an extremely fast speed, his body bulging, white vitality all over his body, and the blood-killing dagger in his hand actually bloomed with blood-red light at this time.

Scold.

The blood light slashed, and the cold stabbed into the void, and layers of phantoms appeared on the tip of the blood-killing dagger, layer after layer, directly cutting the void.

Click!

The scene changed, Yang Yuanhao was in a manor, stepping on the swaying autumn leaves under his feet, crisp and crisp.

Looking at the familiar and unfamiliar manor in front of him, Yang Yuanhao's face was shocked, his eyes instantly turned red, and tears fell silently.

The manor is full of maple trees, the maple leaves flutter in the wind, and the ground is orange, laying a withered yellow carpet on the earth. The pavilions around the perimeter were empty, and there were servants coming and going in the corridors. Next to the corridor are the houses, although this house is not luxurious, but it shows a simple and stable atmosphere. On the roof of the house, there are dragons entrenched, fangs and claws, as if swallowing clouds and spitting mist. The heads of these dragons are all upturned and their eyes are hollow, or they have no "eyes" at all.

"Second Young Master, you, you're finally back......" Suddenly, when Yang Yuanhao was silent, an old voice sounded.

Following the prestige, I saw an old man on crutches, trembling, looking at this handsome young man with an excited face.

"Uncle Chang......" Yang Yuanhao's mouth opened slightly, and his voice was hoarse. His face was already covered with tears, but he kept crying. However, when I saw this trembling old man, I finally couldn't help it.

He rushed to the old man, hugged the old man tightly, his body trembled, he burst into tears, crying indulgently, like a child who had left home, returned to the arms of home again, and then silently poured out his endless heart.

This manor is called Maple Garden, because there are maple trees everywhere, and even the houses that wrap everything here are built of maple, which is the backyard of the Yang family, and it can also be said to be the backyard of the invisible son Yang Yuanhao.

Everything here grew with him, but on that day, in that moment, everything was gone. And the old man in front of him has watched Yang Yuanhao grow up since he was a child, his name is Yang Chang, and he is respected as Chang Bo in the clan. He is a veteran of the Yang family, he has followed Yang Yuanhao's grandfather to fight the world, and he is also a master. However, the years are unforgiving, coupled with the dark diseases left by the war when he was young, so that the old man's body is not as good as day by day. On the day the Yang family was wiped out, he did not hesitate to burn his remaining vitality in exchange for a short recovery of strength, sending Yang Yuanhao out of the disaster of the Yang family, while the old man was turned into ashes under countless attacks.

At this time, when he saw Chang Bo again, whether it was illusory or not, he couldn't control his emotions, tore away the cold appearance that he usually protected himself, and threw away the invisible son, leaving only "Yang Yuanhao".

"Okay, okay, it's such a big child, and you're still crying!" Chang Bo smiled kindly, reached out dotingly and patted Yang Yuanhao, who was a head taller than himself, and said softly. "Since you're back, let's go and say hello to the old lady!"

The old man took Yang Yuanhao's hand and walked slowly towards the house.

Da!

But no matter how Chang Bo pulled, Yang Yuanhao didn't move, he lowered his head, his eyes were still red, his eyes were frozen, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What's wrong?" Chang Bo asked softly.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Chang." His voice was low and hoarse, and even Chang Bo was puzzled when he heard it.

However, Yang Yuanhao knew that everything at this time was illusory, maples, pavilions, corridors, houses, manors, and even Chang Bo in front of him were all phantom arrays in the forbidden jungle, conjured up according to his inner emotions. Although, he really wanted to see his father and mother, his closest people, but he didn't dare, he was afraid that after seeing them, he would lose himself, and he would stay here forever. So, he had to make a decision.

Yang Yuanhao's head was still lowered, and his palms were folded, suddenly changing.

Snort!

Ripples flowed in the void, converging towards Yang Yuanhao's hands, Yang Yuanhao's palms were clasped, and the air currents rotated in the space of his palms, forming a small whirlpool.

The spirit body in his spiritual sea sat upright, and the remnants of the seals in his hands flew one after another, and the spiritual energy in the spiritual sea also formed a whirlpool around his body, and it was about to surround it.

Rumble!

When the spirit body's handprint was completely unified with Yang Yuanhao's handprint, the vortex in his palm swelled abruptly.

"Second Young Master, you...... What are you doing......" Chang Bo's voice trembled.

"I'm sorry, Uncle Chang, I can't get lost here, I can't get lost in warmth." Yang Yuanhao's tears fell and got wet, but despite this, he couldn't stop it.

"Heaven is gone, forbidden."

Yang Yuanhao cast the Heaven Annihilation Sutra again, but at this time, it was not so powerful, and it didn't even have any attack power, because this was the forbidden method in the Heaven Annihilation Sutra.

He's going to break this illusion.

Buzzing.

The whirlpool expanded infinitely, even encompassing the entire manor, Yang Yuanhao burst into tears, and his handprints never fell, because he was reluctant, he was really reluctant to bear the old man in front of him.

"Break it for me!" He yelled, his eyes closed suddenly, and the seal in his hand changed instantly.

Phew.

The light blooms, piercing into the eyes of the person, making it difficult to open it, and in the center of this light, a layer of vortices rotates, gradually and slowly......

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