"The green dragon on the left, the white tiger on the right, the Vermilion Bird on the top, and the Xuanwu on the bottom. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info they went to the Blue Dragon Formation! ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked at the three directions in the secret room flashing with different colors, and Mo Kongjing quickly came up with an answer.

The three circular formations flashed with a glazed glow, and the totems formed in the glow were the White Tiger, the Vermilion Bird, and the Xuanwu.

The party ruled by the green dragon disappeared without a trace.

If these four formations were left by the master of the Immortal Mansion, there would never be a reason to leave only three paths.

Then the only conclusion is that they would rather Qin them go to the Blue Dragon Array!

"Go this way."

"Hey, wait!"

Mo Kongjing looked at Mu Ze dumbfounded, turned around and walked into the White Tiger Formation, standing in place.

Make no mistake!

I chose the White Tiger Formation without saying a word, what if it was a dead end?

Seeing that the milky white glow that represented the white tiger was getting dimmer and dimmer, and seeing that the entrance of the white tiger array was about to dissipate immediately, as soon as he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, he thought that he would die, and he couldn't let people go, right? Mo Kongjing also dodged into it at the last moment.

Unlike what I imagined, there are no vicious insects and beasts, and there are no endless corridors and palaces.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but endless darkness, and all around was pitch black, and even the monk's eyes could not see a trace of dawn or the outline of objects.

It's like absolute darkness, endless darkness that even your own hands can't see.

"Mu Ze listen? Stakes! ”

The sound of a heartbeat was like thunder.

Mo Kongjing only heard his own voice sound, and he didn't even respond.

The sound was like a drop of water thrown into the sea, without even a ripple.

The feeling of blackness and dizziness in his eyes struck, Mo Kongjing couldn't help but smile bitterly, could it be a good and bad spirit, and he really went to a dead end?

It's just a blink of an eye, and the scene in front of me changes abruptly, as if it's a horse's eye.

No way? Again!

Mo Kongjing, who held her forehead with one hand, walked helplessly in the crowd, and it was the most memorable Tianzi Town, some familiar faces, and some people who worried her.

It's just that she knows very well that the deceased has passed away, no matter how clear and true the scene in front of her is, it is just fake and unreal.

"Over the years, it seems that what I have seen in the first move is the bustling street of Tianzi Town, Shizun, Senior Sister, Yi Han... Is my obsession really that deep? ”

Shouting, shouting, quarrelling, bargaining.

Flaming red lanterns hang on both sides of the street, bustling crowds laugh and pass by, and crowded children move around, playing, and frolicking.

All of this is as beautiful as the first time you first saw it.

In the depths of the street, a small shop's arrogant plaque hangs high.

At the end of the crowd, the senior sister with charming eyes and a fiery red face smiled like a flower.

Stopping his aimless steps, Mo Kongjing felt that he should want to cry, but the corners of his mouth grinned, but he laughed out loud.

Draw the sword, slash, and the action is done in one go.

The illusion shattered in response, as if a crack had been opened in the sky, and the sky and the earth began to shake violently.

'Crackling! ’

There was a loud cracking sound, as if the heavens and the earth had collapsed in an instant.

When I opened my eyes again, the scene in front of me had changed.

All around are white and flawless stone walls, and there are incomprehensible totem carvings on the walls, like a partial hall-like setting, full of bronze and jade, and a flying dragon statue on the roof.

And Mu Ze was only a hand's distance away from her at the moment, just closed his eyes and sweating profusely, as if he had seen something very terrifying.

Just as Mo Kongjing was hesitating to wake people up, the closed eyes opened with a bang.

Mo Kongjing was slightly stunned for a moment, even if the anger in Mu Ze's eyes only disappeared without a trace in an instant, she still captured it very clearly.

Look at the sword cultivation, just look at his sword.

For sword cultivation, the sword is the root of everything.

The ancient sword that Mu Ze listened to did not have a bloodthirsty anger, but gave her a very rational fierceness.

The radiant ancient sword Shuo Yi is as dignified and arrogant as Mu Ze listening to this person, never hesitate when he should be decisive, and never be soft when he should be fierce.

Mo Kongjing was very sure that Mu Ze knew why he was swinging his sword and why he had embarked on this difficult road.

However, this was the first time Mo Kongjing saw Mu Ze listening, and there was an indescribable anger in his eyes. It is unimaginable that Mu Ze, who is so calm and old-fashioned, would actually show his anger because of some illusions.

The appearance of anger is not a good thing.

"How can there be?"

Hearing Mu Ze hear a soft call, Mo Kongjing came back to his senses and followed his gaze.

I saw two colorful glazed glows swirling in front of the gate of the side hall at this moment.

After a closer look, Mo Kongjing immediately understood.

Isn't this the formation they walked in just now!

It's just that there are only two of them left that are still shining in front of me, and they are all miniature versions!

Compared to the square secret room just now, there are two flickering arrays in front of him, which are not miniature versions.

"The Vermilion Bird and the Green Dragon Formation have all disappeared, could it be that they left in two batches?"

Mu Ze didn't answer, and there was an emotion in his calm eyes that Mo Kongjing couldn't understand.

Seeing Mu Ze stepping into the White Tiger Formation without saying a word, the corners of Mo Kongjing's mouth twitched for a moment, and finally he had to resign himself to his fate.

Let's discuss it first, shall we?

What if it's a dead end?

Feelings: This person who doesn't play with himself to death swears not to give up, right?

This time, after entering the White Tiger Formation, it was not pitch black, but turned into a pale world, and there was nothing but snow-white as white as the eye could see.

As soon as the picture turned, it was not the lively Tianzi Town, not the flowery Tianzi Mountain, but a high pavilion towering Biling high platform, with three red walls towering majestically.

The palatial palaces are one after another, and the gorgeous and rich palaces are full of palace maids walking hurriedly with their heads bowed.

Countless light yarns seem to be dancing lightly on the high platform, which is the highest place in the palace, and you can see the entire palace and the entire imperial city from the platform.

The memory is very vague, and no matter how real the scene in front of him is, Mo Kongjing can't personally experience it.

This imperial city should be the one that is far away in the mortal world.

But for Mo Kongjing, instead of having a sense of belonging, these are full of depression.

Taking a deep breath, he became more and more proficient in drawing his sword and slashing through the void.

However, when the familiar world collapse was completely over, the scene in front of her made her stunned.

A sealed white stone wall, with no entrance or exit, only a pure white glow swirling.

The mighty white tiger loomed in the round array, and the tiger was mighty.

"Why is this like this!"

(To be continued.) )