They really didn't lie to Bai Ya and Shenghan, the scene presented on the curtain was indeed what was happening outside the barrier. They were greatly encouraged by the events that unfolded in front of them.

After all, these two guys won't put the figures of the Shura into the mirage.

There are Shura, and there are people, they are all dressed in military uniforms, and they look like a serious and unified team. Their clothes were more or less torn, their armor and weapons were covered with wear marks, and almost all of them were wounded, and they must have been through the battle. In the midst of this chaos, the guards of the palace retreated, and the crying women and children felt overwhelmed and panicked. On this huge smoke screen, they opened their mouths silently, and the sound of blades in Bai Ya's ears seemed to come out of the smoke screen. Except for the shouting of no one, the chaotic sound almost matches the picture.

Immediately afterwards, the figure of Jun Chaojiu appeared.

Bai Ya subconsciously glanced at Ao Yan, but had to raise his sword again to resist the fierce attack. He tried to spare his energy to pay attention to what was going on there. Qianmin was a little anxious, his flute voice was slightly out of tune, and at the same time he stretched out his hand to end the display of this farce. But Kinnara stopped him—she thought, they had to know what was going on outside, too.

The general constantly comforted the men, as if to explain something. He made the terrifying-looking Shura temporarily retreat, and let the ordinary human soldiers step forward to calm their emotions. And those Shura turned their backs to the civilians and fenced them up for protection. The guards in the palace were quickly defeated, and it didn't take much effort to repel them. Probably, they were usually busy playing music and listening to music, and only the strength to play the piano and sing was not enough to wield swords or let out war cries.

Jun ranjiu patrolled around, as if looking for something. Immediately after, another person appeared beside him.

It's Qihuan.

Pray for Huan?

…… Who?

Kinara's face suddenly turned iron-blue, as if he had poured paint on his otherwise ruddy face. Her blowing movements stopped, and Jun Aoyan's movements froze. I only heard the god of songs shouting:

"Rubbish!" Her melodious voice became vicious, "A bunch of trash! ”

Qianmin became nervous, and her hand holding the flute trembled slightly. They were nervous – they didn't even need a ukele. Bai Ya turned her head to look at Liu Shenghan, who was wielding a knife in the negative qin, and she was also a little surprised. Oh...... She took the piano off and held it in her arms. She had many wounds on her body, and nearly half of her blue clothes were stained red. She won't die, but it must be very painful, and Bai Ya feels worried when he looks at it.

"Sister......

"Don't stop." Kinnara said coldly, "They don't dare to do anything. ”

With that, she continued to play the terrible Xun. The agate instrument had now become as bright red as blood, and even the white filaments were no longer visible. Is it plated with some demonic power? But that doesn't matter. Is Qihuan still alive? Was that really him and someone else? It shouldn't be, Bai Ya quickly made a judgment, the two demon gods who have always been in the advantage will never direct and perform such a farce by themselves, and there is no need.

Qi Huan came with Jun Chao Wine? He was talking to the general. After saying a few words, his gaze suddenly fell directly on the white smoke screen - yes, he was staring at this place, really staring at this place with these eyes. At this moment, almost all the people present who still retained their self-consciousness went into cardiac arrest.

"This statue is too ugly." Qi Huan turned his head, pointed to the colossus in the temple, and then asked the women and children, "They took your husband, your father, and made such a thing?" With all due respect, this aesthetic is not good. ”

"That's the god's-......'s," he heard someone whisper, "I was very happy when my father-in-law went, and I felt that there was hope ......

"What is the real body?" Qi Huan turned his face slightly, "Do you mean what it really looks like?" It's so weird, even I never dreamed of growing like this. ”

Some children shouted, "I know, it's music day!" ”

"Music day?" Qi Huan didn't understand, "What's that?" We don't have much knowledge, who will tell me in detail. ”

Those people were still a little scared, still hugging each other and crying, and they couldn't speak clearly. Jun Chaojiu smiled and sighed, and said:

"Qi Shaoxia survived that kind of encounter, it seems that he has recovered well, and he is still as lively as before."

"Whew, it's a trifle. Actually, I'm quite strange, when I open my eyes, it's like I've slept full, and I'm quite refreshed. There was only a slight bruise on his body...... If it weren't for the general's army passing by, I would have starved to death on the Moon Eating Mountain. ”

"The witch doctor in Shura said that there was a vision in the Moon-Eating Mountain, and the cliffs on both sides were close together - it was a good time to send troops, and part of the two places was connected, which was also good for the future. But I didn't expect you to be there. ”

Qi Huan touched his chin and walked over to the idol to look at it. The white gauze strips were no longer wrapped around his hands, but the strange "demon patterns" were still attached to them. It's very ordinary, like a simple drawing. This statue is very imposing, standing in the center of the palace. It's not so much a palace as a tower, and it's very simple. The rest of the building is mainly supported by simple brackets and cloth, with only a few thin walls of brick and tiles that can be demolished at any time.

The strange idol was right in the middle of the tower, taller, taller than the statue of King Shura they had seen in the Temple of the God of War. And it's made of precious metals, and it's probably made of those people's fat and people's ointment. It seems that the interior of the treasure mountain in the incense garden has been partially hollowed out and transported through the spiritual veins.

It's like a thousand-armed Kannon. This was Qi Huan's first thought, and countless hands stretched out behind it, which was very magnificent. And it has many eyes, densely distributed on the face, arms, legs, everywhere. And where it should have been eyes, it was replaced by two mouths. It didn't have a nose, but it had a shrine-like thing set up in that place, and there was some strange incense burning in it, and there was a faint sweet smell mixed with the smell of mush. He kept his eyes on that position.

He flicked his arm, and the knife bounced out of his sleeve. He stepped on the idol, jumped up in three or two steps, and came to that position. Then, he raised his arm, and the lines on his hand suddenly glowed faintly reddish-brown, very bright, and the luster that overflowed from it filled the dagger. Then he reached into the "shrine" and shoveled out a little spice ash.

Jun Chaojiu looked at him with a puzzled look in his eyes. He rushed down and shouted:

"General! There's an enchantment here, so I'm sorry for you to evacuate the civilians and leave the army behind! ”

The illusion from the incense burner was shattered by an invisible force, and all the mirage vanished, even though the goddess had never touched the incense burner. Xiangshen was indeed a little flustered, and the rhythm of the music was disrupted. The pace of the puppets' actions was also affected, and their combat effectiveness decreased a lot. The players kept missoning, which was very unpleasant to sound. But Kinara's will still seemed to be firm, as Bai Ya felt that the force of the blow to his sword had not diminished in the slightest. Indeed, for her, they still have enough bargaining chips to threaten the actions of several people—Jun Aoyan, and hundreds of ordinary people.

A cluster of light suddenly appeared in the gray-black barrier.

This beam of light was like a sharp arrow, shooting abruptly between Bai Ya and Jun Aoyan. He immediately withdrew his sword, watching the pillar of light on the ground grow larger. He looked up, and suddenly a hole appeared in the dark sky, like the sun—an expanding sun. It grew in size and deformed, as if it had been torn apart by a large, colorless hand.

Originally, everything inside the barrier was an ordinary color block, there was no light from any direction, they were all ordinary in people's field of vision, and the barrier kept the light out. Now, the midday sun is pouring into this tiny hole like a huge wave, crumbling and dissipating. The puppets still retained some human will, and subconsciously raised their arms to block the dazzling light, and Bai Ya did the same. After he and Ao Yan got used to the strong light, a person's back appeared in the place where the "light arrow" had just shot.

"Qi Huan?" Bai Ya asked tentatively.

The figure turned around and waved his hand a little arrogantly.

"The master is back, I can't think of it!"

"...... behind you"

"Huh? Damn, I knew I just hooked my clothes......"

Bai Ya suddenly couldn't help but pull him away and easily carried him aside. Qi Huan, who was immediately knocked down, didn't know why, and when he was about to get up in a huff, he heard the sharp collision of blades. When he saw Jun Aoyan's expressionless face, his eyes were straight, and he couldn't speak for a long time.

"You, me, this, what's going on?"

"Can you fight?"

"Are you underestimating me?"

Qi Huan hit a carp and immediately adjusted to prepare for the battle. It was obvious that Jun Aoyan's behavior was abnormal, and he soon realized that she was in a state of control. And the initiators of all this are naturally the two immortals who "drummed and blew sheng" over there.

"Chills!"

Qi Huan suddenly called out to her, and Liu Shenghan turned around with difficulty, and saw something slender spinning and flying. She caught it and realized that it was her own pen. Without hesitation, she threw Bai Ya's knife at his original master. The knife seemed to have a homecoming, and it consciously flew back into Bai Ya's hand. Qi Huan waved his hand at Sheng Han:

"I looked at something that looked like you, so I helped you in from the outside." "I don't know how to draw, so I didn't expect to be able to draw the barrier with a random dip in something." It's a great one. ”

"Why don't you bring it in?" Kinnara glared angrily at the god of incense.

"Can't bring in, can't bring in......"

The surrounding glare slowly receded, and the barrier was eroded. Jun Chaojiu and his team surrounded them, and even behind the two demon gods were Shura's soldiers. Jun Ranjiu strode forward and stood beside them. The array had been completely disrupted, and Liu Shenghan quickly walked to their side, and Jun Aoyan stood alone in the middle. Scattered around, there were stupid puppets who had not received instructions.

"You're so badly injured!"

"She can't die." Bai Ya said casually. Qi Huan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly, as if he suddenly realized.

"I've always felt like you're not an ordinary person."

"Hindsight."

"The first thing you haven't seen for so long, you don't talk to me about the old days, just forget it, and still quarrel?"

"The first thing is that I saved your life again."

"Who saves whom!"

"How are you ......" Liu Shenghan pointed at him a little confused, and then looked at Jun Chaojiu.

Jun Chao drank and saluted, and told them that it was a person who had come to report to him in advance. He said that they would be in danger here at this time and needed support. The gentleman is chaotic and the letter is impermanent.

Six realms of impermanence? Could it be......