Awakening Domain, Treasure Eye Center, Wind Belt.

A pillar of golden light broke through the sky and shone on the face of the white-bearded old man. His face was like ash, his hollow eyes were buried deep in the shadow of his brow bones, his body was enveloped in a curling black mist, and a cloud of smoke floated across him, looming a spider-like black female body.

"Are you a Spirit Creation Realm cultivator who is proficient in the illusion realm?hahahaha, you don't have to worry, I guess your young master is dead now. ”

"[Dark Emperor] have you heard of it? Do you think his son's illusion method will be weaker than that of your young master of the skeleton island? illusion realm? illusion realm! It's just a class of people who have an axe!" The black spider-like female body, the aura sucked from the old man's head, as if he could read what he was thinking, and then said: "Is it ironic that the people of the Skull Island died in the illusion? This illusion technique was originally created by the Dark Emperor of the Netherworld, and you are just some clumsy copyists." Hahahaha, that's right...... Retribution. ”

This old man is the Seven Sacrifices of the Skull Island named Bai Mei, the powerhouse of the Dream Weaver Butterfly Realm, but because of his loyal personality and kindness, it is easy to believe, and he does not know that he is already in the illusion created by others. In the Skull Island sacrifices, who are good at using witchcraft illusions, he is often lost in the illusion, and his strength has improved so slowly, and he is always the last in the sacrifice meeting.

This time, he was easily caught in the illusion of his body, and before he could finish speaking, he was hit by the venom of the spider woman's body, and the nerve paralysis in his body could not be manipulated freely. And the latter ghost spider recklessly sucked the essence of his spiritual jade. He heard what the black mist said, and what he was most worried about at the moment was not his own safety, but the young master.

But there was a black mist around his body, binding his spirit to his mortal body. If what this dark and disembodied spider woman said is true, then the young master has encountered an opponent whose illusion is far stronger than him, and coupled with his lack of actual combat experience, I am afraid that it is really a life of death.

Trapping Bai Mei was naturally the ghost spider guarding the treasure, and he obviously had a way to read Bai Mei's memories in this aura.

After the aura was completely absorbed, she licked her lower lip with satisfaction, and then she put her hands on her shoulders, the black mist completely wrapped the fat body, and eight dark spear-like tentacles stretched out from her back, all of which were inserted into the huge body, and the fat body of the white eyebrows trembled.

Because he was completely restrained and had no dead ends, Bai Mei never moved again after being poisoned, and could only be slaughtered. The huge body quickly emaciated, and streams of energy entered the ghost spider's body through the eight frantically sucking tentacles, and soon only a robe painted with a strange skull pattern was left limp on the ground.

And the phantom in the black smoke gradually became abundant and full. The face of a purple-skinned and delicate woman gradually became clear. The black mist of the Treasure Eye also poured into this body at the same time as the flesh was formed.

Her musculoskeletal was rapidly rebuilding, and the sound of growth and jointing crackled. The sturdy muscles were round and smooth, and the sharp bone lines were clear, and she slowly released her hand and clenched it again, and then with a wave of it, an invisible wave struck into the rapidly rotating wind, creating a hole that lasted for a few seconds.

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Awakening Domain, Treasure Eye of the Wind, Wind Belt.

"Linglong, where am I worse than this old man, you are actually! Seven Sacrifices...... You ......" The sharp pain in the empty chest, the sudden betrayal, made him angry and bloody, and he couldn't speak clearly. Looking at the fat arm holding Linglong tightly, anger, unwillingness, remorse, all emotions broke in an instant.

The loss of blood caused his consciousness to blur, and a moment ago he thought that he would capture the heart of the beauty by killing the Guardian to obtain the treasure and give it to the Horcruxes. At this time, he was so embarrassed, and there was an endless loss like falling from heaven to hell, forcing him to take out the bone jade that his father had given him. However, at this moment, the eyes of the seven priests were suddenly sharp, a cyan edge flashed, and the two hands of the empty bones flew up, and the bone jade also fell to the ground.

Linglong, the seven sacrifices, he thought that the people who could obtain the bargaining chips of this treasure turned against each other, and the bone jade used to save his life was gone. He fell to the ground in despair, blood flowing. See black spores in the form of crows swirling and chirping in the sky.

"Would my dignified young master of the Skull Island die in this barren land and become food for this low-class robe......? He lay in a pool of blood, not knowing how long he would struggle in this endless pain.

The red-cloaked boy watched coldly from behind the empty bones, looking at his painfully distorted face and listening to his cries of grief and despair. When the bones were completely dead, the boy spoke, his voice full of disdain, "You despicable illusion plagiarists, go to the real hell and show your imagination." I am from the Netherworld, the son of the Dark Emperor, Shura. ”

Blood flowed down the blue-blue greatsword, quickly dried and thickened in the fast-flowing wind. The blue light that kept pouring out of the body quickly gathered from the empty bone body towards the sword blade, and after a while, the sword body had become transparent because of this abundant spiritual power. The young man in the red cloak picked up the skull painted with a strange totem, and called out with pity: "Linglong, you have been entrusted in the past few years, ......" The voice was a little bitter and hoarse.

Shura pulled out the blood-stained giant sword from the empty corpse, shook it skillfully, shook off the filth on the blade, and inlaid the spatial skull in the groove on the hilt, clicked, and fit it together perfectly. The corners of the young man's mouth were slightly hooked, and he disappeared in an instant in this piece of wind and sand without a trace of battle.

"The people of the Skull Islands have a deep blood feud with our people, and you are the first sacrifice of my revenge. A cold voice echoed beside the corpse.

The corpse's eyes were full of unwillingness, because he didn't know until he died, and all the betrayals he saw were fake. I thought I was proficient in illusion and fell for Shura's illusion. The Seven Sacrifices didn't betray him, and he didn't even enter the Horcrux World to see Linglong at all. It wasn't a bone scythe that pierced his body, it was the blue-blue greatsword that the red-cloaked boy carried. The sand from the wind rustled against the corpse, gradually burying the empty body, and the bone jade around his waist still faintly flashed with a faint blue light.

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Awakening Domain, Treasure Eye of the Storm, Gale Belt and Wind Belt Transition Zone.

The people of Dawn had already walked most of the distance, and they felt that the wind was gradually increasing, and they could already see the golden light that rose into the sky from time to time.

Although it is a group of early stage cultivators of the Awakened, there are only more than 20 people united, but under the command of the regiment commander Jin, they also have good combat effectiveness. Every time they encounter a spores, they take turns to come out and practice a few people, and if they encounter a walking corpse, they will rush up, like a group hunt in the primitive era, but this way of cultivation is very easy to consume pills.

Fortunately, in this kind of collective battle, everyone will help each other, and even if someone is injured, it is only to the extent of minor injury. And although the pills made by the trio of refiners were not pure and effective, they had continued to study and accumulated a lot of pills over the years, which came in handy this time.

The camel that was seriously injured in the first battle of the Awakening Domain had basically healed under the healing of Qingtong's vines and the efficacy of the pills, so after the group had been honed all the way in the past few days, the atmosphere had also changed from walking on thin ice to a surge in morale.

Xiao Hei was in the hat of Qingtong's cloak and quietly climbed on his shoulder: "I feel that there are two large spiritual power breaths in the northwest area ahead......"

Qingtong believed her vigilance, and raised her eyebrows: "Sure enough, the power exuded by this treasure is not only sensed by Lian. ”

"Fighting...... It's over......" Xiao Hei's brows tightened, and she clearly felt that both spiritual power breaths were released, but in a short period of time, the other breath weakened rapidly.

"How can it be so fast! Is there a big difference in strength?" Qingtong said.

"No, judging from the divergence of spiritual power, they are all the spiritual realms of the awakened, that is to say, they probably have the strength of iron beaks......" Xiao Hei looked at Qingtong very solemnly, and at this time, the head of the regiment, Jin, who was walking in the front, suddenly stopped.

"It seems that this old guy has also noticed ......" Xiao Hei said, "In this Awakening Domain, the Treasure Guardian must exist. ”

On the periphery of the treasure, if there are two treasure hunters in the case of equal strength, they will basically choose to join forces in the face of unknown dangers on the way to the treasure hunt, even if they are attracted by the treasure and have greed and want to take it for themselves, it is also a choice to conflict again after getting the treasure.

Judging from the golden light emitted from time to time, the foundation of the treasure has not yet been loosened. So there's only one scenario: it's a battle between the Treasure Keeper and the Pretender, and it comes out quickly.

Either a powerful Guardian or a Treasure Hunter who has taken the lead will have a serious impact on Dawn's desire to obtain the treasure.

With a wave of the golden cane, he motioned for everyone to stop. If there are strong people, so many people with weak strength will definitely be a slaughter in the past.

"Everyone stop, the plan has changed......" The voice sounded in everyone's ears because of the infusion of spiritual power, and everyone gathered towards the head of the group and formed a circle.

"Next ......" the wind drowned out the head of the regiment whose voice had weakened. People sit in a circle, as if they are working up some mysterious strategy.

Because the treasure they were determined to obtain was threatened, the Dawn adventurers were redivided into two groups, with the leader leading a small group of powerful elite assault teams, while most of the remaining cultivators were on standby.

Although this treasure is important, the human life of the dawn is more important, and it is the style of a leader to seek victory in danger for a few people, and to protect the overall situation.

There is a crisis lurking in the center of the eye of this treasure that ordinary people can't digest.