Zhu Shihan walked too fast, as fast as a gust of wind, fortunately, Qianzhenyan had the power of Xianyun footwork and wind, but he could barely catch up, the genius boy of Xuantian Sect was named Ning Xihe, although he and Shu Yinhua were left behind, they did not fall behind.

Turning the corridor in front of him, a wide hall appeared in his field of vision, but when Qian Zhenyan stood at the entrance of the hall, he was directly petrified.

On the opposite side, there is still the huge painting, which is still a scene of mermaids dancing together, and in front of the giant painting, there are still more than a thousand monks, with their backs to them, as if they are concentrating on admiring the giant painting.

Zhu Shihan was a little surprised, she didn't understand why there were so many monks here, when she reached out to pat a monk on the shoulder, it was too late for Qian Zhenyan to stop it, those monks turned around in unison, it was still a skeleton face, and his eyes were bloodshot, so shocked that Zhu Shihan took three steps back, almost a little unstable.

This scene is really weird, although Zhu Shihan's performance is a bit funny, but Qian Zhenyan can't laugh at all, because she did the same thing as Zhu Shihan before, and the result is the same.

What's going on here? Why is the previous situation repeated? Before Qian Zhenyan could think about it, she saw that the monks made an oooh ooooh sound in their throats, and they rushed towards them with hulala.

The scene seemed to be repeating itself, but Qian Zhenyan was not running alone, followed by Ning Xihe, Shu Yinhua and Zhu Shihan, and the more than 1,000 ghost cultivators were still in hot pursuit, under her prompting, the four of them threw out the magic trick backwards while running, and hit the ghost cultivators' heads so that they could be completely shattered in order to stop them from biting.

In this way, they fled and killed at the same time, and when the four of them returned to the golden main hall before, there were more than 900 ghost cultivators left.

The more than 2,000 monks who were pranayama and healing their wounds hurriedly got up when they heard a rush of footsteps, and when they saw a group of red-eyed ghost cultivators behind the four rushing monks, their faces were all ugly.

Once again, he was surrounded by ghost cultivators, fortunately, with his previous experience, the casualties on the side of the Terran monks were not very large, but Qian Zhenyan was very uneasy in her heart. She remembered that it was those ghost cultivators and human cultivators who turned into red essence after they died and flew into the sky, only to condense that terrible bloody eye, is history going to repeat itself? What's going on here?

While attacking the ghost cultivator, she slowly moved her figure to Shu Yinhua's side, and she told her doubts. Su Yinhua was silent for a long time and said, "This is the illusion of the illusion, that is, the array within the array, and the magic power of the illusion is too strong." ”

A fantasy within a fantasy? A battle within a formation? Qian Zhenyan has one head and two big, but they can't crack it. The only way to do this was to concentrate a few cutting-edge forces and free up your hands to attack the pair of bloody eyes without giving it a chance to open their eyes.

So, Qian Zhenyan fought and retreated, while shouting, "Please form a double encirclement to block the ghost cultivation outside, and the outer Daoists will be injured by the Daoists in the back." In addition, please ask Xuantian Sect's Daoists, Zhu Shihan, Ling Guangmu, Shu Wendao, and Jing Yubi to retreat to the middle, and we will discuss how to besiege the Blood Eye! Anyway, she didn't know anything else, and in her impression, these people were relatively strong. Although this would offend the genius disciples of other divisions, there was no way, because she couldn't even name them.

She came out of the Southern Wilderness, and the main summons are all people from the Southern Wilderness, presumably others will not have ideas, even if they have ideas, there is no way, now is a very moment, the end of disunity is to fall, and no one will care about these at this time.

More than 2,000 monks immediately broke through to the middle, slowly forming a large circle, and still forming two circles with the meaning of Qianzhenyan. The more physically strong ones took the initiative to stand on the periphery to resist the attack of the ghost cultivators, and the injured and unrecovered monks formed a circle inside to replace the injured positions at any time.

This arrangement resulted in fewer casualties and gave the wounded monks a chance to breathe. It will not fall immediately.

All the monks breathed a sigh of relief, and they held their positions in an orderly manner, not allowing the ghost cultivators to take advantage of it, and with the assistance of someone behind them, they felt less struggling. It has to be said that Cheon Jung-yan's command is very effective. Let these monks invisibly obey her command, with her as the leader.

The few monks who were named all retreated into the encirclement, staring at Qian Zhenyan one by one.

Wiping the sweat from his forehead, Qian Zhenyan said in a deep voice, "There is probably an illusion in the Liuli Palace, which condenses all the primordial spirits of the mermen, but it's a pity that they have too deep resentment, so they entered the demon path, and this illusion is very good at using its strength to suck away all the souls of the monks who came in to explore the path before, and laid down the illusion of the illusion, the array of the array, that is to say, these ghost cultivators will continue to appear, once we kill these ghost cultivators, their souls will return, and they will be transformed into that kind of powerful bloody eyes by the illusion." ”

Her voice was deliberately loud so that all the monks could hear it clearly and understand the current situation, that no one could be left alone, and that if everyone could not unite, they would immediately fall.

"You mean we're going to defeat the Bloodeye before it can form?" Ning Xihe asked.

Qian Zhenyan nodded, "That's right, Ning Daoyou, you and I will attack the Blood Eye together, one left and one right, Zhu Daoyou will suppress the Blood Eye into the Condensing Light Tower after it collapses, so as to reduce casualties and prevent it from having the opportunity to release the Blood Light Sword!" ”

The reason why I knew that the young man of Xuantian Sect was called Ning Xihe was because she got Ning Xihe's transmission.

No one objected to this arrangement, it was a matter of life and death, and who would care about it. Seeing the two nodding, Qian Zhenyan turned her gaze to the others, "You are responsible for organizing all the monks to hold up the light shield to resist the blood light sword or other attacks released by the blood eye. ”

Everyone nodded their heads in obedience.

Then, several people stood in six directions, ready to attack the blood eye when it formed, and let it disperse.

But even if everything is arranged, Qian Zhenyan's heart is not easy, she doesn't know how many times this kind of scene will keep looping, if it keeps going like this and never stops, they are all human beings after all, their physical strength and energy are limited, once they are completely relaxed, they will die sooner or later.

Outside the encirclement, one after another ghost cultivators were shot and fell down, the blood mist scattered, the severed limbs flew around, and the smell of blood once again permeated the sky above the main hall, although the rancid smell was unpleasant, no one vomited, and everyone's mood was very heavy, how could they have time to consider the advantages and disadvantages of the environment?

Ning Xihe had been told by the high-level of Xuantian Sect before he came, so he knew that Qian Zhenyan's inference just now was very likely, if this was really a phantom array within a phantom array, then these ghost cultivators would appear endlessly, and they could not kill ghost cultivators and blood eyes endlessly, and when they were exhausted, it would be the time to fall.

Therefore, even if he was born in the largest sect in the Central Plains, he didn't feel that he had any superiority, he was also a monk, he just had a better chance than others. So he quietly used his divine sense to transmit the voice to Qian Zhenyan, "Qiandaoyou, is there a way to crack this illusion within an illusion?" A battle within a formation? ”

Although Qian Zhenyan also stuck to a position, looking up at the air slightly, just waiting for the essence of the illusion condensation demon cultivation to return the blood eyes and attack, but she has been thinking about the way to crack it in her mind, but she has very little knowledge of illusion, and she can even say that she doesn't understand it at all, so naturally there is no way to crack it.

She also asked Sansheng and the Fire Spirit Bead, no one knew, even if Xiao Zi was now infinitely close to the realm of the six-rank array mage, it also thought that the ability of this phantom demon was too strong, and this phantom array laid down was simply the realm of a half-step immortal array, how could it be able to crack it.

The scene came to an impasse, and Qian Zhenyan had nothing to do, so she could only shake her head at Ning Xihe, Ning Xihe's expression was slightly gloomy, but there was nothing to think about.

Even though the high-level leaders of Xuantian Sect expected that there was a demon who was proficient in illusion in the Liuli Palace, referred to as an illusion demon, they could only tell Ning Xihe to keep his mind tight, not to fall into the illusion realm, be controlled by the heart demon, and be devoured by the illusion, and they didn't know other methods, after all, they hadn't seen the illusion with their own eyes, and no one knew how powerful it was and what advanced illusion it could cast.

Illusion, in this world is a mysterious existence, since the merman clan exterminated, almost no one uses illusion anymore, until there is a magic door in the Western Wilderness, good at using illusion attacks, the world knows that this world still has the ability of illusion, but also knows very little, the mastery of illusion lies in its mysterious, unpredictable, more difficult to crack, once the Yuan Shen relaxes, it is easy to be broken by the person who casts the illusion or devours the Yuan Shen, very terrifying.

With a bang, the last ghost cultivator was also killed, more than two thousand monks all let out a long breath, and the seriously injured immediately retreated to the encirclement to sit and breathe, and those who suffered some minor injuries and had consumed too much physical strength directly took pills and spiritual fluids to recover, but they were just small monks in the foundation building period, how many spiritual fluids and pills could they carry on their bodies? Those are luxury goods, and all they can buy is low-end things.

Qian Zhenyan thought about it, and without hesitation, she took out the pastries that Bai Le had prepared for her before, and raised her hand to distribute them to the monks, although they could only get a small piece, it was enough for them to recover this round, but what about the next round? What will they recover?

At present, she can't think about it so much, she can only take one step at a time, Qian Zhenyan ignored the grateful gazes that the monks cast at her, and silently watched as those dead ghost cultivators gradually turned into red dots, slowly condensing into the air.

With a whoosh, Qian Zhenyan's palm turned into a fire phoenix and leaped into the air, opening his mouth to spit out a flame and burning towards those red dots, but unfortunately, those red dots were not afraid of fire at all, and they were still slowly condensing towards the air.

Qian Zhenyan's face changed slightly, beckoned to extinguish the fire phoenix, and looked at those red dots in a daze.

She originally just wanted to try to see if she could strangle it before the formation of the blood eye, but apparently she guessed correctly, these red dots were all transformed by the essence of the ghost cultivator, and they had long been devoured by the phantom demon, at this moment they were deliberately decomposed by the phantom demon and turned into a tool to deal with them, how could it be burned by her, after all, the glazed palace is the main array of the illusion, it is the way of heaven, although it has no other magical powers, as long as the monk keeps his mind, it can't do anything, but it knows how to use the ability to collect the essence of the monk into a weapon, which is quite a headache. (To be continued.) )