After hearing the ethereal voice, Mu Chun and Minsa decided to leave the pool of love flowers where the statue of the Heart Eyebrow stood and walk towards the front that shone in the light.

The situation ahead made the two of them feel upside down and difficult to parry.

As soon as they stepped into the hole, which was as bright as day, they were in the middle of a steep cliff that was open in the ring.

The cliff is steep like a sword, and the blue rock is thousands, and the surroundings are boundless.

In the hollow in the middle of the annular cliff, there are lingering clouds like floating clouds, neither fog nor smoke.

The cliff is divided into two sections.

At the foot of the road is a bottomless and smoky earth-colored cliff, and the top of the head is a straight and steep cliff with no end in sight.

And now they are only stepping on the sheep intestine path less than one meter away, and there is only one same picture on the wall of the cliff as far as they can see: every meter or so, there is a slightly recessed hole, and on the edge of the cave sits a long-haired old man in a white robe, meditating quietly.

The whole space is filled with a quiet music, accompanied by a moderate breeze, which slowly enters the human ear. However, the wind was so faint that it could not be heard.

Looking down at the cliff, the old man was still visible, and when he looked up, he could only see long white hair flowing down from the hole every once in a while.

The old man is like a Taoist priest with fairy wind bones, and he is also like an immortal with fluttering clothes.

There was something kind of eerie about the scene.

Looking closely at the faces of those white-haired old men, they closed their eyes and meditated, their faces were the same, they were exactly the same person, and they were the wandering Elder Protector.

I knew that his force was as mellow as an immortal, but now I really know it.

Minsa and Mu Chun stood in place, looking at the strange scene all around.

Looking at the empty smoke, where is this vast?

"It's up to your creation......"

Then the sound in the air came again. Lingering over the entire space of this circular cliff, the sound is ethereal, echoing for a long time, straight into the clouds.

Minsa glanced back at Mu Chun and saw that he looked very vigilant. But his mental state is not very good, and the wounds on his body are still oozing blood.

"This is the Soul Technique of the Illusion," Mu Chun said in Minsa's ear, "It's different clones of the same person, used to confuse others." Mu Chun explained to her.

The illusion is a very profound way in martial arts, and the illusion is the most peak of dementorship, which is not something that ordinary masters can control.

Minsa turned his head and asked, "Then how do you break the illusion?" ”

"Find his true body so you can talk to him." Mu Chun replied.

The real body?

Minsa thought to himself, how can he find the true body of the protector?

Find it, then look for it.

Can't always stand still in place, Minsa thought to herself, she glanced back at Mu Chun, which just fit Mu Chun's thoughts.

So the two walked forward cautiously together. The path, which is less than a meter wide, is fortunately flat, otherwise it would have been on the verge of death.

In the ecstasy picture set up by the Elder Protector step by step, Minsa temporarily forgot his fear, and as he walked, he stared closely at each white-haired Protector, for fear of accidentally missing out to observe a certain one.

She also looked back at Mu Chun's state from time to time, worried that he would fall into the abyss due to lack of physical strength.

The anxiety in Mu Chun's heart at the moment was something that Minsa couldn't understand. After briefly explaining the Dementorship to Minza, he didn't tell her that she could only support a quarter of an hour at most in the Dementorship formation.

In more than a quarter of an hour, you will be sucked out of the battle and become a captive of the Dementors.

With Mu Chun's original strength, he may be able to resist for a while, but now that he is not healed, he is the same as Minsa, and he can't resist such a high level of illusion.

He didn't tell Minza, because it was just a little more panic than a little bit of panic, and it didn't make any sense at all.

But time passed minute by minute, and the half-old faces, snow-white long hair and snow-white robes, Mu Chun almost vomited when he saw it, but he still didn't find anything.

It's the same with Minza.

These thousands of the same faces, Mingsa was dazzled and had a splitting headache. But she didn't dare to relax a little, for fear that once she gave up, she would forget where she had seen, and she would be even more at a loss.

Time became more and more urgent, and the beads of sweat on Mu Chun's forehead slid down and burned his eyes. He hurriedly wiped it away with his hand, and closed his eyes to adjust his weak breath by the way.

When he opened his eyes, he saw that Minsa in front of him was also standing in the same position, not moving forward.

"What's wrong with you?" Mu Chun hurriedly asked her, worried about whether her injuries were getting worse.

"Let me think about it." Minsa immediately stretched out his palms to stop him from continuing to question.

Mu Chun didn't know what she was thinking, so he stood behind her and continued to observe the face of the same Elder Protector.

"I found him!" Suddenly, Minsa said this sentence firmly and loudly.

Mu Chun did not react at all, and it can be said that he has not pinned his hopes on Minsa.

He felt that if he couldn't find the true body of Elder Huyuan, both of them would be buried here. Thinking that they decide their fate.

But I didn't want Minsa to say such a sentence. However, Mu Chun very much hoped that what she said was true.

Minsa had stopped there before, his eyes closed, trying to think.

Because she was a little tired to the point of despair, at that moment, she felt that there was always something unspeakable abnormal in the faces she had seen before.

What's wrong?

Minsa frowned, quickly retrieving the images of the protectors in his mind.

One after another, white, white, always white, white clothes, white long hair, as if gently fluttering in the breeze with the music of the mantra.

Suddenly, at that moment, the image that came to Minsa's mind, Hu Yuan was still sitting peacefully like the rest of the thousand faces.

But! The corners of his clothes and his gray hair were not moving.

Minsa wasn't sure if that meant he had found his true identity, but in the hundreds of the same images she had seen, it was different!

So she couldn't help but say, "I found him." As he spoke, Minsa raised his arm and pointed straight at the half-old man who was not moved by the breeze on the strange cliff.

Just as Mu Chun looked at the picture in the direction she was pointing and was sure that it was the true body of the Protector, the Soul Deterrence Array set up by the Elder Protector instantly disappeared into the smoke between the cliffs.

The illusion was shattered, and the original scene with thousands of walls suddenly became a flat place.

Elder Huyuan laughed, turned his meditative posture around, leaned on his arm, and half-crossed one leg.

"Girl, you are really extraordinary!" Although Hu Yuan smiled, there was some tremor in his voice.

Minsa looked closely and saw that there were beads of sweat flowing from his forehead and cheeks, could it be that the dementor array had consumed a lot of his strength?

Thinking like this, Minsa turned his head to look at Mu Chun, but saw that Mu Chun nodded to her with tacit understanding, and he also saw the sweat on Hu Yuan's face and the slight trembling of his fingers, knowing that this illusion was created by him with all his strength, and perhaps no one had ever broken out before them.

Now that they have successfully broken through the Dementor Illusion, Elder Protector's skill will be reversed by an unknown number of years.