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Staring at the back of Feng Qingyang leaving, Li Mengyao always felt that there was a deep meaning in the other party's words.

Long eyelashes trembled slightly, Li Mengyao turned her eyes and looked at Shakyamuni, who had a calm expression and folded her hands.

Meeting Li Mengyao's gaze, Shakyamuni smiled peacefully and said, "Master Li, if you suspect the poor monk, the poor monk can leave now!" ”

"How could I doubt you!" Li Mengyao smiled and said: "The wind is clear and the wind is naturally good and evil, if I believe him, it will be worse than a three-year-old child!" ”

"Amitabha!"

Although Li Mengyao said this, he kept an extra eye, if he wanted to survive in this interstellar battlefield, he had to understand a truth, even a master who was as close as his parents could not be trusted.

At the same time, Ye Feng and the human king, along with the arrow, suddenly fell into an illusion.

It is said to be an illusion, but it is extremely real, just like the sky outside the sky.

Ye Feng half-squinted his eyes and looked around, if what the human king said before was true. Then it can be deduced that the Lost Ancient Saint must have obtained the interstellar barbarian's technique, passed the middle stage, and now his body has transformed into an interstellar barbarian. Well, this Lost Ancient Saint is a little scary.

Ye Feng had never been in contact with barbarians, but he had also heard a lot of news about barbarians.

Where the barbarians passed, there would be no living creatures, and even the will of the planet would be destroyed by the barbarians.

"I hope that the ancient saint has not been completely assimilated!" Ye Feng's eyes rolled, and there were already many ways to retreat in his heart.

This illusion realm is very large, and it has very strange constraints, so that Ye Feng's perception is suppressed to the extreme, and he can only feel the wind and grass within a radius of ten miles.

You must know that with Ye Feng's current thoughts, even if it is a small planet, it can be covered in an instant.

Upon entering the illusion, the arrow vanished.

Ye Feng twisted his neck, looked at the human king, and said, "What should I do next?" ”

The human king squinted his eyes, and the flow of color flowed in them, and said, "You can only look for it slowly." ”

"The scope of this illusion is not small, if you look for it slowly, when will you find it?"

"And what can you do?"

"It's easy!"

Ye Feng grinned, and in the stunned gaze of the human king, he suddenly soared into the air.

"Roar!!

The golden dragon wings unfolded violently, Sen Bai's sharp fangs were exposed, his eyes were golden and black, and the holy frost and flames around his body were surging, making the king feel the urge to kneel and worship.

High in the air, Ye Feng entered the strongest state, his right hand was slowly raised, and the Holy Frost Stiff Flame rotated wildly.

"Boom !!"

The earth shook, and the ground cracked.

As soon as the palm fell, Ye Feng's figure suddenly disappeared in place, as if it would teleport.

Suddenly, bursts of deafening roars continued to sound, and the towering trees in this phantom territory were like harvested straws, constantly cracking, the mountains collapsing, and the river flowing.

The corners of the king's mouth twitched, what kind of situation is this special mother?

You run to someone's lair to make a fuss, and when the other party wakes up, can you not be killed?

"Boom !!"

The next moment, the king of people was stunned, and his knees fell to the ground with a bang, and an unparalleled momentum suddenly covered the entire illusion.

Not only in the illusion realm, but also outside, the entire star was shaking, as if it couldn't stand the aura emanating from this ancient saint.

"It's that ancient saint who has woken up!" Li Mengyao's beautiful eyes were filled with excitement.

On the side, Shakyamuni's eyelids were raised, and his pupils turned into brilliant gold, and if you look closely, you can see that in the center of his golden pupils, there is actually a figure emerging, carrying endless evil intentions.

It's a pity that Li Mengyao's attention was attracted by the aura emanating from the ancient saint, and he didn't notice the change in Shakyamuni at all.

"It's worthy of being an ancient saint, it's really strong!"

The wind was clear and laughing, his face was full of excitement, as if he had found his prey, and the whole person turned into a hurricane, among which there were countless star imprints spinning, especially the most important planetary imprints, exuding an ancient atmosphere, as if standing in the endless years, eternal and immovable.

As for Zhang Fengyu, his hands were quickly sealed, and the energy of the Quartet was actually borrowed by him and turned into a huge Xuanwu.

The lines on Xuanwu's back are complex and mysterious, resisting the fluctuations of the aura emanating from the ancient saints.

It's just that although they feel the breath of the ancient saint, they can't find where the source of this breath is, just like this planet, anywhere could be the hiding place of the ancient saint.

At the same time, in the illusion, the human king had a dull expression, and looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him in a daze.

He was dressed in a tattered robe, his exposed skin was a bronzed metallic sheen, the rocker was curved, a little hunchbacked, and his beard was long and messy.

"Yes, you woke me up!"

Gu Sheng's eyes were closed, and his voice was hoarse, like a sword rubbing, giving people a chilling feeling.

The king of people wanted to say no, but under the pressure of the ancient sage's breath, he couldn't open his mouth to speak at all, and could only look at each other with his eyes blank.

"If you can enter this place, it can be regarded as fate, then, I will give you a chance, it depends on whether you have luck to get it!"

"Boom la la !!"

As the voice of the ancient saint fell, the scenery in all directions changed again.

"Roar!!

"it!"

Listening to the low roar that suddenly sounded in his ears, the king of people couldn't help but scream, and the whole person was like lightning, shooting towards the front.

"Boom !!"

In the place where he had just stayed, a huge palm suddenly appeared, covered with black fluff like steel needles.

The human king suddenly turned around and looked at the thousand-foot giant beast, "What is this?" ”

The voice of the ancient saint sounded again, "Brute beasts, the lowest brute beasts, are like snail pigs in the major star fields!" ”

Snail pig?

It was the most ordinary food, much more ferocious than a domestic pig, but it was at most comparable to a sixth- or seventh-level martial artist, and this lowest-grade brute beast in front of him was not at all something that ordinary small star Venerables could resist.

The five fingers of the human king were spread, his nails were dark, and he stared at the brute beast that rushed again, and with a low roar, his fangs were exposed, and he conjured up afterimages.

"Bang Bang Bang !!"

High in the sky, the somewhat hunchbacked Gu Saint still had his eyes closed, and his body was still leaning forward from time to time, as if he was napping.

However, if you look from behind him, you can see that under his tattered robe, there are dense blood lines, which are extremely hideous, and they are still wriggling, which is very terrifying.

"Roar!!

The moment the Human King slew the brute beast, the ancient saint raised his head slightly, "You are not qualified for the opportunity!" ”

"No !!"

At the moment when the ancient saint's voice sounded, a look of horror appeared in the eyes of the human king, and his body was covered with blood lines, and he was instantly cut to pieces.

"Time is running out, my time is running out!" The ancient saint slowly raised his hand, and even with his eyes closed, it seemed that he could still see the blood lines covering the back of his hand.

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