In the distance, there is a fantasy, the illusion is a towering mountain, this mountain is colorful, rising from the ground, the rainbow light wraps around this mountain, the color is bright, there is a clear spring bubbling on it, there is a waterfall, the beauty of the shocking eyeballs. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Watching the mountain continue to rise from the ground, from the illusory to the clear, that kind of beauty is even more shocking.

"Mirage!"

Some cultivators' feet trembled, and even their feet were wet, their faces were pale and bloodless, looking at the extremely beautiful Fantasy Mountains in front of them.

"Run!" Someone reacted and shouted in horror. After that, countless cultivators were scurrying around like headless flies.

Just when Zhang Feng was stunned, Lin Chengcheng, who was in front of him, also turned pale, and fled frantically, eager to give birth to two feet. Seeing that Zhang Feng was still standing there stunned, she couldn't help shouting: "What are you still standing here for, don't run yet, you are waiting for death!" ”

Zhang Feng didn't know why, didn't someone shout mirage just now, what is the danger of mirage? However, seeing that everyone was like this, Zhang Feng also hurried to follow Lin Tingcheng.

"I'm afraid of even a mirage, and I look down on you!" Zhang Feng muttered, of course, he couldn't help but look back at it curiously, but this time he looked over. Zhang Feng's eyes were also straight, because the illusion was moving wildly at an unimaginable speed, the speed was beyond imagination, faster than the speed of a fierce beast, the first moment it was still far away, and the next moment Zhang Feng felt that he was in front of his eyes.

This is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that everywhere it passes, not a single cultivator who comes and goes is gone, and all of them are devoured by it.

"Run!" Seeing this, Zhang Feng's face turned pale, and his speed suddenly increased, and he shouted at Lin Tingcheng.

"Don't you look down on us, aren't you afraid!" Looking at Zhang Feng, who is now running faster than anyone else, Lin Qingcheng couldn't cry or laugh. Just be able to run through this mirage?

Lin Qingcheng smiled bitterly, the rare murderous elephant was actually touched by them. The illusion came to them in a blink of an eye, and none of the people who fled in all directions could escape, and they were all swallowed by the illusion.

The illusion enveloped him, and Zhang Feng felt that he had entered a whirlpool, and his whole person was spinning and dizzy, and then moving at a speed that he could not imagine.

I don't know how long this situation lasted, and when I felt that I had stopped, the whole person fell to the ground hard, and the smashing was a little numb.

Until this moment, Zhang Feng couldn't react. It's just a mirage, how can it still devour living beings? What kind of place is this?

Zhang Feng took a look and found that this was a huge altar. This altar is huge, and it stretches for more than a hundred miles. At a glance, there is no end in sight, and the altar is made of huge bluestones, which are simple and dim in color, representing the years that have gone through.

At a glance, it was found that there were dozens of huge pillars in the distant dozens of miles away, each of these pillars was towering into the sky, the pillars were gloomy and cold, as if black iron was cast out, exuding the breath of palpitations, with ancient patterns engraved on it, mysterious and weird to the extreme, as if it was the reappearance of the altar in ancient times, witnessing the sacrifice of ancient times.

"What the hell is this place?" Zhang Feng looked around and found that many cultivators had been devoured here, and many of them were dizzy and had not yet woken up after being smashed on the ground.

Zhang Feng saw Lin Tingcheng, Lin Tingcheng was a hundred meters away from him, at this moment she shook her head vigorously with her hands on her temples to make herself sober, her legs curled up on the ground, her posture was lazy and enchanting, her perfect curves were fully displayed, it was very sultry, her eyes fell on her delicate face, it was hard to imagine how there could be such a charming woman in the world, any posture could make people's hearts surge.

"Are you alright?" Zhang Feng walked up to Lin Chengcheng and stretched out his hand and asked.

Lin Qingcheng reached out and grabbed Zhang Feng's hand, which was a little cold, but tender as jade, and Zhang Feng pulled her up. At this moment, he didn't have the heart to experience this intoxicating touch, and asked with a frown: "Why are you afraid of a mirage, what kind of place is this?" ”

"I don't know!" Lin Tingcheng rubbed his temples and gradually regained his consciousness. Also looking around, there is nothing empty here!

"Don't know?" Zhang Feng couldn't understand, "I don't know why your feet are shaking and your faces are pale?" ”

"I don't know what this place is! However, there has always been a legend of a 'mirage' at the site of the gods. As long as it appears, no one who has been shrouded by it will survive! Lin Tingcheng replied to Zhang Fengdao, and stroked the hair that was blown away by the wind, at that moment there was a lot of style, but his face was as white as paper.

"No life?" Zhang Fengxin jumped up suddenly, looking straight around.

"That's right! The Celestial Ruins 'Mirage' has appeared many times, but each time it can harvest the lives of countless cultivators, and all the cultivators who were swallowed by it have never appeared in the mortal world again. No one knows about the experience after being swallowed by a mirage. Lin Qingcheng said, "I originally thought that I would die directly if I was devoured by it, but I didn't expect to have my life to come to this strange place." ”

"Isn't there really a single one who ever showed up alive?" Zhang Feng asked Lin Tingcheng.

Lin Qingcheng smiled bitterly and nodded: "There have been several terrifying geniuses with amazing strength and extremely high cultivation who have been swallowed by a mirage, and there is no news. These two people have extraordinary backgrounds, causing the two forces to send countless strong people into the Heavenly God Ruins, but then these countless strong people were also swallowed by the mirage and died. It is rumored that there are god-like beings among these strong men. ”

Laugh at......

Zhang Feng gasped, looked around, and found that many cultivators were as dead as ashes, obviously knowing this legend. Zhang Feng looked around, and there were many people who were involved in the mirage, probably hundreds.

"What the hell is this place!" Zhang Feng scolded in a low voice, his body also tensed, listening to Lin Tingcheng's meaning, there may be something strange in this, otherwise why didn't any of those people before go back.

Obviously, the others were also thinking about this, each tensing up, approaching each other to form a huddle, the legend of the 'mirage' was too terrifying and desperate, and they could only find some sense of security in this way.

Hundreds of people cautiously walked forward, wanting to escape from this strange place, Zhang Feng and Lin Chengcheng were also in a group of people.

"Ah......h

Just when everyone was cautiously moving forward, suddenly a cultivator screamed, and the sound sounded in this silent and oppressive space, making every cultivator's frightened heart about to jump out, and quickly turned his head to look at this cultivator, only to see that this screaming cultivator had a bloody hole in his forehead, and his eyes were wide and full of horror, as if he had seen something extremely terrifying before his death.

The blood hole on the forehead of the cultivator who fell to the ground suddenly had countless essence blood flowing out, and his whole person directly turned into a dry corpse in a short period of time, and a body of essence and energy flowed out of the blood hole on his forehead in a moment, condensing into a blood mist and drifting towards the center of the altar in the distance.

"Sneer......"

Countless people were stunned by this scene, and many people's feet couldn't help but start to tremble again.

"What killed him?"

"How could there suddenly be a bloody hole in his forehead?"

"Damn, what the hell is this place, a person's spirit is directly extracted and turned into a dry corpse, what kind of means is this."

"Oh my God, is this altar an altar of the blood of the living? In the past, countless cultivators were sacrificed by blood like this? ”

“……”

There were more and more frightened words, and some people collapsed directly under the suppression of this horror, holding their heads and starting to cry.

"Ah...... Ah......h

There were a few more screams, and several cultivators stepped in the footsteps of the previous cultivators, and blood holes appeared on their foreheads, and then they turned into dried corpses, and their essences turned into blood mist and drifted towards the center of the altar in the distance.

Cultivators have died in the same way in a short period of time. Zhang Feng looked around very seriously, but he didn't find out who the murderer was. This is the most frightening thing, the unknown fear suppresses people who have difficulty breathing, and if they don't kill the cultivators, they can't bear it at all, and they will collapse directly.

And every time a cultivator collapses, it means that death is not far away, and a bloody hole appears on his forehead inexplicably.

"What the hell killed someone?"

"Find him, find him."

“……”

Many people roared angrily, and even waved their fists, and the power in their bodies completely exploded, blasting out around the void, as if these murderers were hiding in the void.

"Ah...... Ah......h

A few more screams, startled every cultivator's nerves, this feeling was too uncomfortable, and they were startled.

In a short period of time, dozens of practitioners died, but no one could find out what exactly caused their deaths.

"Everybody watch your step!" In the midst of several screams, a cultivator finally shouted before he died, and after shouting this, a bloody hole appeared in his forehead, and then he fell to the ground and died.

His words made countless people reflexively look at the soles of their feet, and as soon as they moved their feet, someone noticed that something was shooting out of the stone, and if they hadn't just taken it away, it would have been enough to easily shoot into the center of his feet at this speed.

"It's Qing Ming!" Some cultivators exclaimed, looking in amazement at the creature that jumped out of the stone.

It was a creature the size of a tiny fingernail, the same color as the floor here, gray and antique, with a sting-like appearance, a pointed horn on its head, and an occasional mouth that opened to reveal a blood-red mouth like a drop of blood.

Zhang Feng took the foot between his feet and also found this creature. This made his face change, and he thought that such an evil and bloodthirsty creature was hidden in this stone.

Qing Ming is extremely small in appearance, but he is fast, his head is sharp and sharp, and he lives on flesh and blood. As long as it enters the human body, it can rush into the human head very quickly, causing people and death.

Many people understood that it was this green spirit that entered the head from the heart of the person's feet, digging a bloody hole in the forehead of each cultivator, and they all thought that it was a wound caused by the outside world, and where did they think that the wound came from the inside.

"Ahh Another cultivator was defenseless, and was rushed into the center of his feet by a green god, and the next moment, a bloody hole appeared in his head.

"Let's take action and kill these green worms! Also, change the location, don't stay in one place for a long time. A loud voice shouted, and at the same time, a sword light burst out and shot at a green worm, which was directly cut into two pieces, flowing blood, and the blood of the green was very scarlet, scarlet and dazzling, with a strong smell of blood.

But it was very strange that after death, the Qing Ying Spirit also turned into a blood mist, and it also surged towards the center of the altar.