The blood eye was formed unexpectedly, but it was still in a closed state, and it needed a brewing process, just like a robot, when it was manufactured, it needed a process to adapt.

In this process, Qian Zhenyan and Ning Xihe shot at the same time, one left and one right, the earth spirit pill and the ink-colored inkstone were sacrificed at the same time, and they crashed into the bloody eye, one after another, as if hitting the hard stone wall, although it couldn't shatter the bloody eye for a while, but it also made countless blood-colored points of light burst out of its body, floating in the air, and slowly disappearing.

All the monks looked up, feeling a toothache, like a big cake, at the moment was constantly blasted out of the crumbs, but they didn't know how many crumbs were made, which made people very helpless.

One after another, the two half-step immortal weapons kept bombarding, and Qian Zhenyan and Ning Xihe consumed the Yuan Power in their bodies very quickly.

The speed of Qian Zhenyan's consumption is a little slower, after all, she has already concentrated her divine sense into the Earth Spirit Pill, they are closely connected, and the Yuan Power that needs to be consumed is only half of the normal, but Ning Xihe can't, with his current cultivation, it is very difficult to control Mo Yan with his divine sense for a long time, seeing that his face is getting paler and paler, Qian Zhenyan threw him a jade bottle.

Ning Xihe took it in surprise, opened the cap of the bottle and smelled the strong fragrance fragrance, this is the taste of the pill, the five grades of Hui Yuan Dan, or the best, this one is sky-high, but people don't frown and throw him ten, Rao is used to seeing good things, he was also a little shocked, and looked at her stupidly.

The latter nodded at him slightly, signaling that he was not welcome, and Ning Xihe poured out one and swallowed it with some trembling tremors. The pill melted in the mouth, the medicinal power quickly melted into the body, and the yuan power rose rapidly. Sure enough, the effect is different from the primary Hui Yuan Dan, Ning Xihe hurriedly put away the remaining nine, thinking that Leng Feiyan's junior brother is too discerning, and he actually knows such a beautiful and generous female cultivator, and when he leaves the Liuli Palace, he must ask this female cultivator if he has any sisters.

He was thinking like this, Qianzhen Yan didn't have a mind over there, she had been paying attention to the situation above. I felt that the blood eye had been greatly reduced by the continuous bombardment of the two half-step immortal weapons, and it was very likely that it would not be able to support the time to open its eyes.

Sure enough. Half an hour later, the blood eyes were completely dispersed, and countless blood lights splashed like meteors, Zhu Shihan raised his hand to sacrifice the Condensing Light Tower to absorb all these blood spots. Immediately refined.

This time, the blood spots that were collected into the Condensing Tower did not collide as violently as before. After all, it is an unformed blood eye, and its power is not as good as it was at the beginning.

When the Ningguang Tower finally quieted down, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, Zhu Shihan silently put away the baby, and everyone sat down cross-legged, some exercised pranayama, and some rested for a while.

Qian Zhenyan looked at the circular arches at the four corners of the main hall, southeast and northwest, and couldn't help but think in her heart if they didn't go to the room with the giant painting again. If you don't provoke those ghost cultivators, won't you have to attract these ghost cultivators into a fighting state?

She's speculating. But I saw several brightly dressed boys and girls walking towards her one after another, stretching out friendly hands one by one and exchanging names.

Among these people, there are only two people from the Central Plains, one is Yu Lanxi of the Second Great Sect of the Fusheng Sect, and the other is Mu Rui of Qiankun Academy. They were both two beautiful female cultivators, but Yu Lanxi looked a little deserted, and Mu Rui was very enthusiastic, and sat next to her as soon as she finished the introduction, looking familiar.

It was precisely because of Mu Rui's fiery personality that she later guided Qian Zhenyan to enter Qiankun Academy for systematic study, and she also got a great opportunity. Of course, this is an afterword, and it will not be shown here.

There were also three monks in the Eastern Wilderness who came to meet each other, Cen Qingling of the first major sect of Shanghua Sect, Feng Miaohan of the four great families, and Xu Qingyuan. Two men and one woman.

There were four monks from the Northern Wilderness, Yin Lichuan of the second largest sect of Qingyuan Sect, Xia Chuchen of the third largest sect of Tianqi Sect, Haiyan of the Feng family, and Yi Yao of the Helian family.

is the so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, people want to get acquainted warmly and politely, Qianzhenyan naturally will not ignore it, this is basic interpersonal common sense, even if she doesn't like it anymore, she will not refuse in person, which makes people hate.

A group of people sat in a circle, and made a fierce discussion on today's situation, Qian Zhenyan didn't talk much, she was quietly listening to others, these people are all elite disciples of the five major divisions, all of them are the realm of the peak of the ninth layer of the foundation, and naturally have their own unique opinions, she only needs to analyze comprehensively and automatically filter useful information.

"No matter how powerful the phantom is, it is just a monster controlled by the resentment of the demons, it must have its weaknesses, we should disperse to find its weaknesses, otherwise we can only fall into endless battles until the moment when our yuan power is exhausted." This is Cen Qingling of the Huazong in the Eastern Wilderness saying, although others think it is reasonable, they do not fully agree.

"You're right, even if it's just a monster and can only use illusions, who can guarantee that we won't fall into the illusion it lays down after we disperse?" Mu Rui of Qiankun Academy said.

Yin Lichuan of the Qingyuan Gate of the Northern Wilderness was silent for a long time before saying, "I once read an ancient book, which said that the reason why demons became demons is because they are too obsessed, since this phantom demon was generated in the Liuli Palace, it must be because of the merman's extermination, so its weakness should be those merman, but none of us are familiar with merman, so we can't judge what its weakness is." ”

As soon as he said this, Qianzhen Yan suddenly remembered Liuli, and hurriedly used her divine sense to probe the jade tower, and found that she was sleeping in the bamboo house.

As the saying goes, brainstorming, it's always good to listen to other people's ideas, she thought.

Zhu Shihan said, "We have all tried, this glazed palace is not a normal palace, it is covered in the illusion, so we are trapped in it and can't get out, that illusion must be hidden in every corner to observe us, just wait for us to relax and devour them all, now we must immediately find a way to break through the illusion, otherwise ......." ”

Before she had finished speaking, she heard some strange sounds, like the sound of orderly footsteps, and like the sound of a heavy hammer hitting something hard.

Everyone's faces changed, and they all stood up, because the voice came from far and near, and it was obvious that it was coming towards the main hall.

Qian Zhenyan immediately felt a sense of unease, staring at the four circular arches.

Sure enough, those ghost cultivators rushed out from behind the four arches one after another, still black skulls, red eyes, like a torrent rushing in, frantically rushing towards the middle of the main hall.

What's going on? Obviously no one is going to trigger them, how can they appear on their own?

Qian Zhenyan had a headache, but she didn't have time to think about it, so she had to start the battle again according to the previous plan, attacking alternately with two layers of protective rings, and the genius disciples standing in the middle made up for the gaps at any time, slashing and killing those ghost cultivators silently, and then burning them with fire, and then watching those red dots soar up, slowly condensing into the air.

The repetition and repetition of the scene is exhausting, Qian Zhenyan thought to herself that this is not the way, now even if they don't touch those ghost cultivators, they will also hear the sound, obviously her previous idea is wrong, the illusion is not a simple demon at all, even if it is a demon, it also has a certain amount of wisdom, knows how to use the tools of attack alternately, and then launches a large-scale devouring after exhausting the minds of all the monks, so it is more secure and effective, it is really terrifying.

Looking around, she inadvertently fell to the golden throne, she could imagine that the position must have been the king of the merman clan who used to sit, and a middle-aged man of the merman clan seemed to appear in her mind, with blond hair and blue eyes, skin like white porcelain, looking at the mermaid courtiers of His Royal Highness majestically.

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, could it be that the weakness of the illusion was in this seat?

She involuntarily walked towards the chair, and the further she went, the more she felt something calling her, and she quickened her pace.

Seeing her suddenly walk out of the encirclement, everyone looked at her dumbfounded, Su Yinhua got along with her for some time, and never believed that she was doing useless things, so she whispered to Mu Rui nearby, Mu Rui immediately took out a nine-grade attack magic weapon, which was two short swords, one red and one blue, and the sword body exuded a faint luster.

Su Yinhua shook her head, saying that the nine-grade magic weapon was not enough to attack the blood eye, so she had to ask Yu Lanxi for help, and Yulanxi really took out a piccolo made of purple jade, and the purple light on the flute was overflowing, and the cold air was pressing, and it was also a half-step immortal weapon. She held it in her hand and stared at the blood eyes that were slowly condensing in mid-air, ready to cooperate with Ning Xi and attack the blood eyes at any time, giving Qian Zhenyan enough time to explore the weakness of the illusion.

The sound of the summoning became more and more urgent, denser and denser, and it shook Qianzhenyan's eardrums, and she hurriedly walked to the top of the main hall, looked at the golden chair, and sat down without hesitation.

The world suddenly went dark, and she felt herself falling rapidly, and her face was aching with the whirring wind on both sides, as if it was hurting her skin, making her unbearable pain.

She tried to stand up, but was shocked to find that she couldn't move, like she was glued to the seat behind her, and she couldn't move if she wanted to.

The horror made her desperate to get in touch with the three beings in her body, but she found that she still couldn't get in touch, as if she had been cut off from her divine sense.

Did she fall into another illusion? Frightened, she could only try her best to keep her eyes open, but there was nothing but darkness around her, and she couldn't even see whether she was falling, but she felt that there was a force like wind that made her very uncomfortable.

This feeling is very bad, she is now like she has suddenly changed back into an ordinary person, she can't do anything, she can only passively wait, waiting for life or waiting for death. (To be continued.) )