The sudden disappearance of Eyring and Mondstadt did catch Si Yun off guard. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Mirage... No, now it's time to talk about the Hall of Inheritance.

The situation in the Inheritance Hall was not very clear even to Zhang Xiaobai and Yunlu. Whether they entered the Inheritance Hall from the Xuanli Continent or came to the Earth from the Inheritance Hall, they were all confused, and it was better for them to investigate by themselves.

If Mondstadt had been there, with his experience and vision, they would have at least avoided detours. But now, everything is on your own!

Si Yun immediately made a decision, led everyone to retreat to the edge of the crowd, and watched the actions of these monks coldly.

The stone tablet in front of the stairs says that only by passing the first level of the Illusion Stairs can you be considered to have obtained the entry qualification to enter the Inheritance Hall.

But how do you get through this first hurdle? Will it be dangerous? Who will be the pioneer of this...

A thin Jindan early stage monk was quickly pushed out.

He was obviously not voluntary, his face was full of gray death, and his steps towards the illusion ladder were very hesitant.

"Bang!"

A force struck, and his body staggered, almost not standing firmly.

Standing behind him was a beautiful man in red, who was slowly withdrawing his hand at this time, and then took over the attendant and sent a white silk scarf in time.

The beautiful man in red really deserves the word beautiful man.

He looks very delicate, but delicately does not show the slightest femininity, and has an indistinguishable beauty. His lips were perfectly shaped, his narrow phoenix eyes were glowing with a cold light, and he was glancing at Brother Jindan at this time, and the corners of his mouth were hooking up a mocking arc:

"I thought you should have come to your senses!"

When the thin monk heard this, his whole body began to tremble slightly, but he didn't dare to look back at the red-clothed male cultivator, as if he was extremely afraid of him...

The red-clothed male cultivator didn't look at him again, he carefully wiped the hand he had pushed the Jindan monk with the white silk handkerchief, his expression was serious and reverent, as if he was performing some very important ritual.

His hands are also very beautiful, his fingers are slender and the bones are distinct, and after meticulously wiping his fingers and nails, he threw a handkerchief worth thousands of gold on the ground at will. Then he raised his chin slightly, and his expression was arrogant:

"Don't get out of here!"

Monk Jindan's body trembled more obviously, but at this time, he didn't dare to hesitate in the slightest, and strode to the front of the illusion staircase, as if there was a flood beast behind him, passed through the transparent light curtain, and stepped into it in one step.

"Huh!" The red-clothed male cultivator smiled coldly, his face was peerless, but the words he spit out were vicious and cold:

"Cheap bones!"

This red-clothed male cultivator belonged to one of the few teams of a few hundred people here, and he seemed to be the leader, arrogant and perverse, and very difficult to mess with.

Si Yun quietly watched the development of the situation, and his expression was unwavering.

Human beings are actually very contradictory and terrible creatures.

When encountering a powerful foreign enemy, they will burst out with strong cohesion and survivability in a short period of time, just like thousands of years ago when the human race was fed on the blood of all races.

But once they settle down, they are mired in endless attrition and infighting. Betrayals, conspiracies, and power struggles are endless!

If it weren't for this, I'm afraid that the demon and demon clans would have been wiped out by them by now!

So Si Yun wasn't surprised at all that they would see this kind of situation, because even if it wasn't for this red-clothed male cultivator, there would be other people doing the same thing.

This is the sorrow of the weak!

…

After the Jindan monk stepped into the illusion staircase, his body suddenly appeared in mid-air inexplicably, and then he stood there motionless.

Si Yun frowned. This situation...

Have you already entered the illusion world?

A few minutes later, Monk Jindan, who had been standing still in mid-air, suddenly shook his body, and his pupils gradually appeared focused, he looked left and right, his face showed a little joy, and then stepped up a step.

But the moment his feet touched the upper staircase, it was as if he had touched some mechanism, and blood suddenly spurted out of his mouth, and his body was shaky, but he disappeared into the illusion staircase in the next moment!

Below, everyone was in an uproar!

What's going on?

It didn't matter to them whether they succeeded or failed, but what they were concerned about was where the monk had gone?

It was teleported to another place and said...

Fall?

The red-clothed man's face was completely gloomy, and a trace of tyrannical light flashed in his narrow phoenix eyes.

Originally, he was going to let that guy explore the way and find out the details of this illusion ladder, but with his disappearance, his plan completely failed.

The atmosphere instantly fell into a stalemate again.

The Jindan monk's life and death are unknown now, and no one wants to be the second bird.

There were already some monks with low cultivation and who were single and slowly retreated, not wanting to fall into the hands of that brutal monk.

At this time, the cloud pavilion moved.

No one could see her movements clearly, and they saw that the two Jindan monks who were retreating were suddenly slammed to the ground by a powerful force.

Then, before they could react, Yun Ting had already stepped forward, and his white hand was gently placed where their throat bones were.

She was half-kneeling, her body was slender but still straight, and there was no expression on her soft face, and she said lightly:

"Go up, or die!"

Yun Ting's movements made a strong sense of crisis rise in everyone's hearts, with her as the center, within a second, people within a radius of 100 meters instantly moved away.

The most terrifying thing in this world is not the power of the predecessors who have cultivated to a high level, but this kind of madman who has no bottom line, and you never know what she will do next!

Yunlu's emotions had calmed down a lot in the past two days, but when she saw such a Yunting, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

She used to... That's not true...

The two Jindan monks looked dead. Because they no longer have a choice.

…

As they walked towards the illusion stairs step by step, Yun Ting frowned slightly, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

With everyone's eyes almost gone, she walked up to the two Jindan monks in three steps and two steps, and overtook them at great speed, quickly walking towards the illusion staircase.

What's wrong with her? Crazy?

"I think she probably suddenly found this illusion ladder quite exciting!" Ye Long muttered, his expression a little broken.

Si Yun was also speechless.

This crazy woman!

Just as they were engrossed in Yun Ting's next move, the red-clothed male cultivator's gaze suddenly turned.

The narrow phoenix eyes turned around in Si Yun and Si Yun's bulging jacket pockets, and then a bloodthirsty smile suddenly appeared on his face, and he said loudly:

"That little fox over there, come here!"

Everyone followed the gaze of the red-clothed male cultivator.

Si Yun was stunned for a long time before he reacted, and pointed to his nose a little sluggishly and said:

"Call me?"