At this moment, Zhao Ritian and Long Xinyi only felt a force of the law of the sword that they could resist, enveloping their whole bodies and pulling them down.

A feeling of weightlessness that erodes the whole body.

Zhao Ritian wanted to use the Spirit Yuan True Qi to slightly resist this feeling of weightlessness that made him very uncomfortable, but he found that he was powerless to resist at all, and in front of the laws of the Sword Shrine Land, he was as small as dust.

About half a minute or so.

Zhao Ritian felt his feet on the ground, and the darkness around him disappeared along with the sword law that bound his body.

Everything around you comes into view.

I don't know where it is, not like it's underground, it's not like a graveyard of the gods, teleported to some island in the Endless Storm Sea.

Zhao Ritian thought that he was standing on the top of a flat mountain, but when his divine sense radiated out, he was shocked.

The place where he stands can be called the top of the mountain, or it can be called not.

The earth is boundless, at least Zhao Ritian can't see the end at a glance.

And the whole earth, if viewed from the sky, is like a broken mirror, with cracks and ravines.

The reason why Zhao Ritian thought that he was standing on the mountain peak was because the earth crack in front of him was too wide and deep.

The earth was cut by these cracks, isolated like mountain peaks.

Zhao Ritian and Long Xinyi happened to be standing on a small piece of the ground, surrounded by a cracked abyss, so they thought they were on the top of the mountain.

This was Zhao Ritian's first feeling about the land of the Sword Shrine.

The second feeling is fire!

In the thousands of ravines where the earth cracked, a raging fire burned, and from time to time magma erupted upwards, steaming and roasting the entire earth.

But the strange thing is that these flames don't seem to have temperature, Tang Mingyang stood on the ground, not only did he feel the heat, but he felt that the entire space was cold.

This flame is very strange.

The third feeling is the sword.

The whole heaven and earth, in space, in the earth, in the cracks, in the flames, whether floating in the air, or buried in the earth, or burning in the flames, are all swords!

The size, style, old and new, and material of the sword are also strange.

Zhao Ritian stretched out his hand and wanted to pull out a sword that had been inserted into most of the dirt in front of him, but when his hand reached over, it passed through the entire sword.

"Vision?"

Tang Mingyang was shocked.

Unexpectedly, he was bewildered by the vision that was close at hand.

You must know that after he comprehended the Nine Palaces formation, he observed that the ordinary illusion could not fascinate him.

"This illusion is too powerful. ”

Long Xinyi's beautiful eyes were full of horror and said, obviously she, like Zhao Ritian, was also deceived by these sword illusions.

However, at the moment when Long Xinyi got up, the corner of her eye suddenly caught a glimpse of a person fifty meters away from the left side, and there seemed to be an image of a person.

Her mind had already scanned the place, but she hadn't found anyone.

She wondered, and more and more eyes looked over, and sure enough, she saw a person standing there.

This is a middle-aged man, dressed in a pale yellow martial arts robe, and the whole person doesn't look like he has any aura, and even if his divine sense sweeps over, he can't find his existence.

He stood there as if he were a part of heaven and earth.

If you don't pay attention to him, you will treat him as air.

Long Xinyi was startled, but she could see that this person's eyes were blank, standing quietly, like a piece of wood, and like this sword of illusory shadows in the sky.

"God, you see that man is...... Is it an illusion?"

Long Xinyi also subconsciously thought that this person was just like this sword in the sky, all of them were illusory.

It's just that a fear rose in her heart, somehow.

"Where's the people?"

When Zhao Ritian heard this, he turned around and looked in the direction Long Xinyi was pointing.

He saw the man.

This man was only more than fifty meters away from him.

That's it

At close distance, his divine consciousness did not even perceive it.

His divine sense scanned the past, and it really passed directly through the man's body.

All of this is as if this man is like the sword around him, an illusion.

But at this moment, Zhao Ritian's face changed greatly.

Because, he knows this man!

Sixty years ago, the Graveyard of the Gods, Miao Lian and Jianghe recruited eleven strong men into the Graveyard of the Gods, and finally became the puppets of the mysterious gods.

And the person in front of him is one of the eleven people who have been trained to be a puppet.

Zhao Ritian recognizes!

"Run!"

Zhao Ritian grabbed Long Xinyi's arm and ran away!

Regardless of whether this person was an illusion or not, he didn't want to get close to this man.

Under the constraints of the laws of space, even a Martial Emperor powerhouse like Nie Yin and Lei Yin could only reach a maximum speed of 600 meters with the help of a heaven-level peerless flying magic weapon.

But these puppets who have been sacrificed by the mysterious gods, their speed can break through to about 700 meters, and these are not necessarily their limit speed.

"Escape, die!"

Just when Zhao Ricai took a few steps, a cold voice came into his sea of knowledge.

The voice was low and a little hoarse, without any emotion, nor any murderous or threatening power.

But such a bland sentence, when it was transmitted into Tang Mingyang's sea of knowledge, it seemed to have an inexplicable power.

Zhao Ritian was like he had been hit by the fixation method, and he didn't dare to move half a step further.

He had no doubt that what this man was saying was false.

And with the terrifying speed of the other party, he really can't escape.

"Heavenly ......"

Long Xinyi was a little puzzled, Zhao Ritian could even kill a strong Martial Emperor, how could he be afraid of this person?

Sixty years ago, on the fourth floor of the Divine Cemetery, he used the divine sword to kill a wisp of the mysterious god's soul.

It stands to reason that the mysterious god escaped a wisp of divine soul for countless thousands of years, and since it has been destroyed by the reincarnation pill, then it can only be recondensed after waiting for countless years.

Moreover, after Miao Lian and Jiang He became the servants of the mysterious god, these eleven puppets followed them, as if they wanted to do something for the mysterious god.

This puppet is here, and it is very likely that Purple Lotus and Tianzhu are also here.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ritian's thoughts slowly became active.

"If Miaolian and Jianghe are here, this puppet is here to arrest me?"

"That's not right, Yi'er and I decided to come to the Sword Shrine Land temporarily, and we were the first to enter, why is this puppeteer here?"

"And looking at the puppeteer's demeanor, it doesn't look like he came to arrest me, he has even forgotten about me, and is just instinctively performing a certain task. ”

For a while, Zhao Ritian had many doubts in his heart, and he kept guessing.

It's just that he got too little information, so he could only be bold and try to ask, "Senior, I don't know what you have to do with us?"