Although there are many treasures in the secret realm, there are few useful for ghost cultivators, so on the periphery, King Manshu has a very comfortable attitude, and he shakes it casually, and it sways to the inner perimeter.

As soon as he entered the inner enclosure, King Manshu immediately felt an unusual aura that seemed to be slanting down from the sky.

When he looked up, he was dumbfounded.

In the dark sky, the stars that were originally shining one by one dimmed in an instant, turned into huge meteorites and smashed down.

Especially the meteorite, the power of the stars, which happened to be able to restrain the power of ghost cultivation, made it very difficult for King Manshu to mobilize the mysterious power in his body.

Those meteorites are still in a hurry, and one by one they are the same as if they are equipped with a positioning system, and they are aimed at the head of King Manshu and swooped down.

King Manshu was still half a minute of relaxation at the moment, all his mind was on the stars above his head, and his mind had to keep calculating the angle and direction of the meteorite to avoid it.

But after a while, a thin sweat had begun to break out on his forehead, and above his head, waves of meteorites seemed to be pouring down endlessly.

If you want to say that among so many people, the mentality of Phantom Jingchen is the best.

Master Su Xingxian once said that the mind is the most important thing for a cultivator, followed by qualifications, and external forces again.

For this trip to the secret realm of Xianfu, the master explained, just do your best, don't force everything.

Although Su Xingxian is not very reliable most of the time on weekdays, he can still withstand it at critical moments. Let the master say this, there must be something strange about this trip to the Immortal Mansion.

Mirage Jingchen also kept it in mind, on the periphery of the Immortal Mansion, with his cultivation, he naturally easily won a door.

It's not Yashima's face anyway.

It is best to enter, it doesn't matter if you can't enter, with such an attitude, Mirage Chen easily and leisurely pushed open the door in front of him.

As soon as the door opened, you were greeted by an endless grassland.

The grass is fat and long, almost up to the waist of a person, and a gust of wind passes, setting off layers of green waves, which is spectacular.

Mirage Chen tiptoed, jumped lightly to the tip of the grass, and looked at the grassland, there was no boundary, except for the green grass and the sound of the wind whirring in his ears.

couldn't help muttering: "Could it be that the master expected that there would be no treasure in the inner perimeter, so I was asked to do my best to do whatever I wanted?" ”

As soon as the words fell, there was a buzzing sound all around, and as the green waves rolled, flocks of finger-sized birds swarmed out of the grass.

These birds are the size of fingers, their wings are transparent, their beaks are pointed and long, and their backs are covered with emerald green feathers, and two red spots the size of tear spots under their ribs, like blood and tears.

This flock of black birds, about 10,000 or so, has transparent wings flying, buzzing, and a terrible cry in its mouth, like a cuckoo crying blood.

The calls of tens of thousands of birds converged into an invisible sound wave, enveloping Mirage in the middle.

***

Bai Xiu pushed open the door, only took one step, his eyes went dark, his body sank, and then a sharp pain came from his ankle.

"Hiss-" With a sigh, Bai Xiu gasped, and quickly took out a moon pearl from his sleeve, which was pearlescent and illuminated the surroundings clearly.

He had fallen into a bottomless pit at the moment, and was falling, his ankles were bright red, and blood gushed out, and bloody qi was scattered.

Looking up, I only saw the mouth of the pit about a foot square, and below, there was boundless darkness.

PS: The people of Hubei are going to freeze to death~~