Seeing that the white-haired old man was so polite to Song Tianlong, on the side, the young men who were standing beside the old man couldn't help it, "Master, it's just a kid who hasn't even reached the spiritual sacrifice period, why should the master be so polite to him?"

Dozens of the old man's disciples were discussing, and they saw a tall and thin young man come out of the line and say to the white-haired old man: "If you don't work Master, I will kill him!"

Pseudo-Saint Tianzhu's expression moved, although he was injured, he could also feel that the aura emanating from Song Tianlong's body at this time was not very strong, and when he saw that the tall and thin young man was going to make a move against Song Tianlong, he naturally wanted to take a step forward.

Unexpectedly, Song Tianlong stretched out his hand to stop the pseudo-saint Tianzhu who wanted to step forward, but he also ignored the tall and thin young man, just looked at the white-haired old man in front of him and said: "The predecessor has been talking for so long, but he has never done it, in fact, to put it bluntly, he just can't move his hand, right?"

The old man was still calm and noncommittal, but the tall and thin young man's face changed, and he said angrily: "Boy, you dare to talk nonsense in front of my master, look at the master, I won't kill you!"

Song Tianlong still ignored the tall and thin young man, and just continued: "Actually, there are only six people here who can really do it, five Golden Immortal Stage worshippers, and you, Ah Hong, am I right?"

Song Tianlong no longer looked at the white-haired old man and his group of disciples, but turned his head to Qiao Lanhao, who had been staying quietly in the corner, helping the seriously injured Qiao Lanhao, and nodded at Ah Hong with a smile.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Ah Hong, who was originally covered in scars because he wanted to stop in front of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu to save his father, at this time, he seemed to be a completely idle person, casually left Qiao Lanhao, who was holding him, stood up from the ground, looked at Song Tianlong not far away, and applauded with a smile.

"Wonderful, it's so exciting, I didn't expect my Origin Realm to be so realistic, and you still see the problem. Ah Hong smiled, but where could he see a trace of obscenity, it was just like the two of them at the beginning, the temperament of this body, noble, elegant, obviously in a high position all the year round, and it was not an ordinary status respect.

"You're the real mastermind behind the Dark Bazaar, right?" Song Tianlong also smiled.

On the side, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu looked at Song Tianlong with an incredible look, and then looked at everything in front of him, the old man was still the old man, the young man was still the same group of teenagers, and above the ground, there was still a mess of blood, and the two people who were torn off their arms by themselves who were shot through the chest by their own moves.

"The boy surnamed Song, what are you talking about? Are you trying to tell this ancestor that all this is fake?"

It's no wonder that the pseudo-saint Tianzhu didn't want to believe it, except for Song Tianlong and Ah Hong, even the worshippers of the dark bazaar were stunned.

The smile on Ah Hong's face became more and more intense: "Look, look! This is the genius of the Origin Qi, so in this place, you are the only one who is qualified to talk to Young Master Ben." ”

Song Tianlong also smiled, but the two sides had been talking at a distance that they felt relatively safe, and they were not as close as before.

The pseudo-saint Tianzhu on the side had a gloomy face, and Song Tianlong's reaction made him clear that he had indeed fallen into the illusion set by Ah Hong, and the more arrogant the person, the more difficult it was to face setbacks, and the same was true of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu.

His fists were clenched tightly, looking back at every picture of his own battle just now, he had fought for so long, almost exhausted, a dignified master of the Tribulation Period, almost no one in this human realm could compete with him, but he was planted in this inconspicuous illusion.

Thinking of this, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu also had a trace of fear, if Song Tianlong hadn't stood up at the right time, he was afraid that he would really hate the spot.

The illusion is originally a confrontation between himself and his own power. The Pseudo-Saint Heavenly Punishment of his own bloody aura can also affect people's sanity, in that Southern Spiritual Desolation, such as the bloody illusion that Song Tianlong encountered when he first entered, I don't know how many people were lost in it.

Therefore, the pseudo-saint Tianzhu naturally knows that when he is deeply trapped in this illusion, everything he sees is just a false illusion. The stronger you are, the more powerful the opponents will become, progressing layer by layer, making it easy for you to be undetectable.

What made the pseudo-saint Tianzhu even more desperate was that the hidden danger that he was most worried about in his heart was also exposed because of this duel in the illusion and became obvious.

"Poof!" The pseudo-saint Tianzhu didn't hold back after all, a mouthful of blood spurted out, his right hand covered his chest again, and he fell to the ground on one knee.

"Brother Tianzhu!" Xiao Qinglian ran over in small steps, grabbed the arm of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu, and the pseudo-saint Tianzhu looked at the little girl in front of him in a daze, and did not speak for a long time.

The sudden change of the pseudo-saint Tianzhu made Song Tianlong's eyebrows furrow slightly, Ah Hong's cultivation was not very powerful, but this space full of origin spirit stones was indeed extremely terrifying.

Ah Hong said with a smile: "This Origin Realm of Ben Shao is specifically to deal with you who have powerful cultivation around you. ”

Song Tianlong was silent, the Dark Bazaar really took great pains to lay out this overall situation, the white-haired old man in front of him and the dozens of teenagers, if Song Tianlong's guess was right, they were actually the souls of the people who had suffered from the poisonous hands of the Dark Bazaar, but now they have long lost their self-consciousness and become a part of this space.

"Song Tianlong, right?" Ah Hong continued, "Bai Xiweng has a good appreciation for you, and his old man's words will naturally not be wrong, so from this point of view, you should be of great help to Ben Shao's plan." ”

The white Xiweng that Ah Hong said in his mouth was the white-haired old man standing aside, Song Tianlong also knew that these souls had lost their sense of self, but some instincts did not disappear, Song Tianlong respected the old man and held the etiquette of the younger generation, that is, when Song Tianlong saw through the illusion in front of him, he also found that these people in front of him were all martial cultivators who had comprehended the origin qi like himself.

If Song Tianlong can't leave here safely today, maybe in the near future, Song Tianlong will also become one of them, and this Bai Xiweng, if Song Tianlong doesn't guess wrong, maybe he is the first person in this human realm to master the origin qi!

"Senior Bai Xiweng, is it your master, right?" Song Tianlong said lightly, and there was a bit of deep meaning between his tones.

A hint of annoyance flashed in Ah Hong's eyes: "What's the matter? He is stubborn, stupid, and has the most powerful power in heaven and earth, but he will only hide in the corner to read books and fish!