The two rushed all the way back to the court, but heard an angry roar from Liu Qingyang:

"Bastard, let go of grace!"

Almost at the same moment, a figure flashed, and in an instant, it turned into a giant bird with a winged length and flew out, obviously holding a man in its claws.

"Ghost owl?!" Ling Yun recognized the thing at a glance, "Get me down!"

With Ling Yun's snort, a cyan giant sword suddenly fell from the sky.

The ghost owl let out a wail, but instead of landing, it flew due west with difficulty, and the dark red blood dripped on the cyan stone bricks.

"Looking for something dead!" Ling Yun's face froze, and a flaming feather formed from his back appeared, and he turned to follow.

Although the ghost owl was injured, it was a flying demon beast, and Ling Yun could barely keep up with his speed despite all his might.

After flying in the air for a while, the ghost owl turned around and burrowed into a large mountain. Ling Yun collected the fire wings and followed in.

"Shhh

Man-eating vines are coming from all directions!

"It seems that they have arrived at their base camp...... Ling Yun slashed the vines that were entwined with his sword, and followed the ghost owl non-stop.

But for some reason, the man-eating vines were obviously helping the ghost owls, and Ling Yun was delayed by these vines, so he could only helplessly watch the ghost owls disappear from under his nose.

Ling Yun was not in a hurry, that guy's wound was not small, and he could completely follow the bloodstains.

But...... Looking at the number of vines on this mountain, most of the mother plants of the man-eating vine are here. Then again, what is the most dangerous ability of the man-eating vine?

Ling Yun didn't think about it for a long time, and knocked his head in annoyance.

"Childe ......" Suddenly, a woman with all kinds of amorous feelings walked out and threw a wink at Lingyun.

"I remember! It's an illusion!" Ling Yun clapped his hands excitedly.

"Childe......" the woman said in a pitiful tone, "This mountain is full of man-eating vines, it's so terrible! Childe is pitiful and pitiful ...... slave."

With a thud, a flying sword pierced through the woman.

"You phantom is too noisy. Ling Yun didn't know who he was talking to, "Come quieter instead." ”

However, the next scene that happened made Ling Yun unexpected.

The surrounding scene changed dramatically, from the deep mountains and old forests to a battlefield full of wind and sand and corpses.

"What the hell, where is this?" Ling Yun instantly raised his vigilance. He tried to break through the obstacle in front of him with illusion-shattering magic, but found that it was in vain.

"It's a big trouble...... Ling Yun tensed. The illusion-breaking technique had no effect, and it could only prove that the spiritual power of the man-eating vine was above Lingyun. It is estimated that the ghost thing didn't expect Ling Yun to see through his first illusion so easily, this time I'm afraid it's going to be real.

"That's not right...... The man-eating vine theoretically can only create illusions based on human memories, and I don't remember being here. Ling Yun frowned and walked over to a corpse, "And...... These people ...... It seems to be a spirit race?!"

"What the hell is alive...... Ling Yun's face became solemn, "The last time the Spirit Race appeared was 200,000 years ago, could it be that this illusion shows the scene 200,000 years ago?"

Just when Ling Yun was puzzled, two figures speeding past interrupted his thoughts.

"Osgudu, no matter how hard you struggle, you will fail. A graceful man said, "You and your so-called Chi clan are just a bunch of clowns who can't get on the stage after all!"

"Is it?Omitarus?" The man known as Osgudu kept retreating, but the smile on his face grew thicker, "My Majesty the Spirit Emperor, have you seen the burning Holy City behind you?

"Heh, the Holy City can be rebuilt if it is destroyed, as long as you kill the so-called Red Emperor, this rebellion will naturally be quelled. Omitarus sneered, "I don't know if I will be the last Spirit Emperor, I only know that today next year will be the death day of your Osgudu!"

"What a big breath!" Osgudu laughed, "I want to see how much you've improved after all these years?!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them collided together like mountain peaks.

Almost instantly, a strong wind rolled up on the flat ground, and thousands of corpses were blown into the sky around them, the wind and sand were filled, the earth cracked, and even the sun lost its brilliance.

Although he knew that this was just an illusion, Ling Yun couldn't help but shrink into a ball. It's not that he hasn't seen top powerhouses, but whether it's his grandfather or the current saint, their strength is less than one percent of the two in front of him. They didn't even use spiritual power at all, just a pure physical collision to produce such an astonishing aftermath.

No, it can't be regarded as useless spiritual power, Ling Yun can clearly feel the riot of the spiritual power of heaven and earth in the illusion. It was as if the two of them pointed at each other, and the endless spiritual power would echo with it.

Like a god.

The Qingshuang Sword roared in his hand, and a faint halo emanated from the sword body.

"The memory of the Qingshuang Sword?" Ling Yun pondered, "It is said that this man-eating vine will make up the opposite situation based on the memory to stimulate the other party, so in this fantasy battle, the loser is probably the Red Emperor." ”

I don't know how long the Red Emperor and the Spirit Emperor have been fighting, and the two are finally going to separate the winners.

Osgudu passed through Ling Yun's body and slammed to the ground.

"As I said, you can't win anyway. You will be wiped out eventually. The Spirit Emperor came over, which also gave Ling Yun a chance to see his face clearly.

"Tsk, this is not quite like what is recorded in the history books of the Chi people...... Is history really written by the victors?" Ling Yun shook his head.

This is where the illusion comes to an abrupt end. The Qingshuang Sword erupted with great power, instantly tearing apart the picture.

"Heh, Qingshuang has a spirit, you are so stupid to provoke it so much. Ling Yun sneered.

"But then again, Qingshuang is afraid that he blocked that illusion attack for himself just now, otherwise there is no reason for the past of Qingshuang Sword to appear. Ling Yun muttered, "Blue Frost Protector?"

In fact, his grandfather vaguely mentioned to him that he probably had some connection with the emperor of the Red Clan, Osgudu. But what exactly is the connection...... It seems that grandpa is not very clear either.

"Well, what is more important to me now is to clean up that guy who doesn't know whether he is alive or dead. Ling Yun looked deep into the woods.