The dark environment, the whimper of lonely ghosts. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As far as the eye can see, there is desolation all around.

Crunchy.

The sound of swaying wooden planks from behind, Xie Yan subconsciously turned his head, and a dilapidated gate appeared in front of him, and when he looked up, the plaque above the gate had three big characters written on it-Yama Palace.

"It's ...... Mental Illusion? ”

Xie Yan was a scattered immortal, and he knew the existence of the demon better than anyone else, and with just one glance, he could see the origin of the strange scene in front of him.

It's just that although he can see it, it doesn't mean that he has a way to escape.

There was a 'clang', and the door was opened. Xie Yan's eyes flickered, raised his feet and stepped over the threshold and walked in, facing the inner demon environment, the best way is to face them directly, and use the most direct means to shatter the illusion, otherwise once he is controlled by the inner demon, he will fall deeper and deeper, resulting in the end of the illusion and can no longer get out.

The inside of the temple was pitch black.

The immortal sense swept over, and did not sense any living beings.

Xie Yan walked to the front, there were tables and chairs, normally it should be where King Yama sits, but this table was empty, and it was covered with dust. Xie Yan stopped, stretched out his index finger and slid lightly over the table.

A clear touch passed down his index finger to his mind.

Authentic!

After perceiving this scene, Xie Yan's face changed suddenly.

"Heart Demon Tribulation?"

Scattered immortals have a clearer sense of the Heavenly Tribulation than anyone else, because they are originally monks who rely on the Heavenly Tribulation to cultivate.

"You have to leave here, otherwise once the Heart Demon Tribulation is triggered, the four Scattered Immortal Tribulations will also follow......" Xie Yan didn't move forward, but stretched out his index finger.

A little bit of purple gas seeped down his fingertips.

The Ninth Outer Path!

This kind of ancient way, once learned, will never be forgotten, unless the body dies, even nirvana, it has not been able to completely erase its traces, and when Xie Yan's cultivation is completely restored, the residual breath will turn into a seed, and it will be derived in his body again. After recovery, the 'Poison Master Dao' is even more terrifying, and it has completely entered a higher and deeper level, which is the legendary Ten Thousand Poison Realm!

Woohoo......

Once it is fully exerted, the power of the bone island is completely revealed.

At first, it was the ground around the body, then there were tables and chairs, and then houses. Everything turned into rotten dust after coming into contact with the purple qi. After corroding all this, Xie Yan did not rush to stop, but increased the operation of the outer road. This space is originally a mental magic object, something that does not exist. Normal spells have no way to touch 'them', and it is naturally impossible to use existing things to corrode non-existent shadows, just like a normal person, holding a bottle of strong acid poison and burning shadows, no matter how much strong acid there is, it is impossible to do it.

But the Poison Master did it.

This is the power of the top ten outer paths, whether it is real or illusory, it is corrupted.

As the Poison Master Dao spread, spiderweb-like chains appeared in the dark void, and these chains were inscribed with unknown words. The power of the outer path spread upwards and swept through all the chains. Only a crisp sound was heard, and the connected chains broke one by one.

Xie Yan's left hand, which was standing in the center, was completely wrapped in purple qi, and the power of the outer path distorted the space around him, forcibly helping him break free.

At the moment when the picture collapsed, a strange picture flashed in front of Xie Yan's eyes.

It was a Taoist temple, there were nearly 100 people sitting in the temple, these people were monks and Taoists, there were immortals and laymen, the only thing in common was that all of them were enlightened, sitting around the Taoist temple in the shape of a ring, and there was a painting hanging in the middle of the place where the gods should have been placed, and what made Xie Yan feel incredible was that he saw several familiar shadows among these people. Because of the distance, he couldn't really see it, but he really felt the breath, and other than that, it was the painting.

Xie Yan took a step, trying to see what was on the painting, but as soon as he moved, the picture disappeared.

Opening his eyes, Xie Yan found himself on a bluestone trail, which is a hiking trail, halfway up the mountain, looking around, only to see clouds and mist, like a fairyland. Looking up, the blue light broke through the clouds and mist, revealing a trace of silhouette, it was the palace.

Asgard Qionglou!

Before Xie Yan could leave, a green ox walked out of the clouds and mist, blocking his way.

"Above, is this where the immortals live?"

Qingniu, spoke.

Xie Yan didn't answer Qingniu, but narrowed his eyes and carefully observed the mountain.

The previous heart magic realm was burned by him, and it stands to reason that he should return to reality after leaving the environment, but he didn't go back, but fell into this strange place again, looking at the fairy palace, Xie Yan really felt the breath of 'immortal' from there.

"It must be true, I searched for three thousand worlds, but I didn't get a trace of immortals, but I found a clue in this Dongsheng Divine Valley Jedi and saw immortal traces, so I want to go up the mountain and ask for immortal fate, Taoist friends are willing to go together?"

Qingniu muttered to himself, and finally asked Xie Yan.

"Nope."

Xie Yan didn't move.

This place was even more strange than the previous Yama Palace, and he didn't even dare to move.

"Let's go, who knows the fairy road? I climbed the mountain to find, Yun Shenqing Palace, Xu is the Immortal Emperor Tomb...... "The green cow chewed the grass, and walked away without looking back, and did not forget to mutter some inexplicable words in his mouth.

The green cow is gone.

Once again, tranquility was restored to the mountainside.

Xie Yan still didn't move, but sat down in place.

This time, he didn't use the power of the outer way again, but used the Heart Sutra of the ancient book.

Once, twice.

Ten times, a hundred times.

Every time it runs, the route of the exercises is different, and it is absolutely impossible for the normal exercises to have such a variety of running methods, only the black book, the forbidden book has this kind of power,

Goo!

It's as if droplets of water fall into the water.

The clouds and mist slowly converged to one point, and slowly transformed into a face, from this face, Xie Yan felt the ancient breath, which was far beyond the power of the gods! At the very least, it is the power that only the Six Tribulation Scattered Immortals can have, and it may even be higher.

"The breath of the Great Wilderness Sword Emperor ......"

The white mist mask stayed in front of Xie Yan, and his voice echoed throughout the valley.

The moment he spoke, the fairy palace above disappeared, not only the fairy palace, but also the road to the mountain. This is a path that does not exist, because it is the illusion of this powerful memory, and the memory is materialized! The fairy palace and the green cow that Xie Yan saw before were all seen by this powerful man in endless years, but because this existence was too strong, so strong that the memory affected the reality, and the real manifestation was like a mirage.

"The juniors strayed into this place, undoubtedly disturbing the seniors, and asking the seniors to forgive their sins." (To be continued.) )