This is a place completely different from other illusions, at first glance it looks ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find a danger hidden in the distance. There seem to be millions of male soldiers stationed there, each of them is very cruel and murderous, and today's targets are Xiao Yang and Ling Jie.

If it was Wei Jiu, it must be inferred that this was an illusion. This seemingly terrifying enemy army is actually just a group of paper tigers. But Ling Jie can't do it, she doesn't have such a strong soul talent, she can't see the mystery in this illusion, and she is naturally caught in the design of the illusion.

Originally, with her strength cultivation, even if she was a thousand troops, she could come and go freely. But there is still a Xiaoyang by his side, don't look at his law cultivation is stronger than him, in fact, the performance in danger is far inferior to that of Ling Jie, a girl, and even requires her to spend time to take care of him.

No, the rain of arrows flew, and Ling Jie easily dodged it with her own skills. But Xiaoyang can't, he is completely like he was scared stupid, his legs are weak, and he doesn't know what to do at all.

Seeing that the arrow cluster was about to shoot Xiaoyang, Ling Jie naturally couldn't sit still, but if she wanted to stop it, it was too late.

In desperation, Ling Jie finally rose into the air and directly pushed Xiao Yang away from his original position with her palm. Immediately after, the cluster of arrows pierced directly into Ling Jie's arm, and although she avoided her own vital point, she could not perfectly avoid this attack after all.

This arrow was not enough to hurt her, but it was enough to kill Xiao Yang, this was Ling Jie's innermost thoughts.

It was precisely because of this that she chose to risk her life, and according to her original assumption, the cluster of arrows was indeed not enough to hurt her. It was only when a burst of pain came that she realized that she was wrong, these feather arrows were not as simple as she imagined, but the numbness was getting stronger and stronger, and it was too late to regret it.

Above the cluster of arrows, it turned out to be poisonous, this was Ling Jie's first reaction.

His body shook, barely standing still, and his eyes quickly surveyed his surroundings. The fog was thick, and although I had fled for a long time just now, I didn't know where it was. However, through the breath, Ling Jie could conclude that those millions of chasing soldiers around him still existed, and they were still chasing them at the moment.

"Be careful, those generals are still there!" Ling Jie said in a deep voice, "There's a cave ahead, let's go and hide!"

"Hmm...," Xiao Yang said in a low voice, his tone full of trepidation and unwillingness. Then his eyes fell on Ling Jie, as if he saw a life-saving straw, and hurriedly said, "Senior Sister Ling Jie, you will protect me, right? You are so powerful, you will definitely protect me to live, right?"

At that time, how could Xiao Yang look like a student of the Cadre Academy? Although he was already a master of advanced laws, when it came to danger, he couldn't even exert one-tenth of it.

In the final analysis, Wei Qianqiu's protection was very helpful to Xiaoyang and Pan Zi, but at the same time, it also harmed them. Hiding under a big tree to enjoy the shade, they have long forgotten their hard work and hard work, but they just drifted with the tide day after day, and gradually lost their original wildness and ferocity.

In the face of danger, they have no way to fight back, and the first thing they think of is to seek refuge from others. Even if that person is a junior sister whose strength is lower than them, they don't care. As long as they can live, they don't care about the so-called shame, the so-called face, and the so-called shame.

Ling Jie's eyes were a little helpless, looking at the boy in front of her, a trace of disgust and disgust flashed in her eyes. Immediately, he shook his head and said, "No... I've been poisoned, and I can't do much at all. Next, I can't protect you anymore, whether you can survive or not depends on the destiny of heaven!"

A woman who has seen a wolf will never fall in love with a hyena. For Ling Jie, Wei Jiu is the wild wolf, and Xiaoyang is equivalent to a hyena.

No matter how strong the cultivation is? No matter how strong the realm is? In this world where martial arts are respected, only the strength in actual combat can be truly powerful.

If Wei Jiu was here, how could Ling Jie be injured? It would definitely be him who stood in front of Ling Jie. And Xiaoyang, the nominal senior brother, was hiding behind her back at this time, seeking her refuge, without any manliness. really responded to that sentence, there is no harm if there is no comparison, and compared with Wei Jiu, Xiaoyang is even more unbearable.

"What? Are you poisoned? What are you kidding? You can't protect me?" Xiao Yang didn't seem to feel Ling Jie's disgust at all, and jumped up and exclaimed.

Ling Jie was stunned, but she didn't expect that the strength of the guy in front of her was not strong, but her temper was not weak. Immediately, he shook his head helplessly, and it seemed that he couldn't count on him, so he had to walk towards the cave in front of him alone. As for Xiaoyang's life and death, she didn't care much about it, and helping him was a sentiment, not a necessary duty.

Looking at Ling Jie's distant back, this time, Xiaoyang was completely panicked. Moving his gaze back, looking at the thousands of troops and horses in the thick fog, he also felt the fear of death, and without thinking too much, he chased in the direction of Ling Jie again.

Just kidding, with his strength, let alone facing those thousands of troops, I am afraid that it will be extremely difficult to survive in this thick fog, and Ling Jie has become his only hope of survival. Although this is a game, and the ending of death is just a defeat in the game, they are trapped in a fantasy world, but they can't see through the mystery.

......

On the other side, in the Jingmen, Wei Jiu was in the illusion world.

Pan Ziyao woke up and slowly opened his eyes, and then, a violent pain made him gasp. He sat up with a bang and quickly looked at the surrounding environment, only to see two figures already sitting cross-legged in front of him, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Senior Brother Qianqiu, did you save me?" Pan Zi said excitedly, "I know that no matter what kind of danger I encounter, Senior Brother Qianqiu can save me!"

Although his strength is not very powerful, Pan Zi and Xiaoyang are different, and he is quite a bit of a backbone. In the face of danger, he is still willing to fight, such as being trapped in this illusion, he did not give up easily, but wanted the other party to launch a powerful attack. Although the opponent he attacked was Wei Qianqiu.

However, there is one thing, in the hearts of the two of them, Wei Qianqiu is like a creator god and a savior. This is a kind of blind worship, in a sense, as long as Wei Qianqiu appears, even in a dangerous situation, they will not have the slightest worry.

Obviously, this time the two of them miscalculated, this danger on Xingyao Immortal Mountain, even Wei Qianqiu could not protect himself.

Wei Qianqiu didn't speak, just looked in the direction of Wei Jiu, and he didn't know how to explain the worship of Panzi. However, this time he was able to save the day, and the main credit was Wei Jiu, and even he was saved by Wei Jiu, so in the face of Pan Zi's words, it was not a promise, and it was not a promise.

"Hehe, you weren't in any danger at all just now, and it was your most respected Senior Brother Qianqiu who was fighting against you!" Wei Jiu explained helplessly, "The place we are in is the Jingmen in the Eight Peerless Formations, and illusions are born... Just now, you and Qianqiu were blinded by this illusion and attacked each other!"

"Ah, since that's the case?" Pan Zi gasped and turned his inquiring gaze to Wei Qianqiu. After seeing him nod, he said with some embarrassment, "I'll just say it... No wonder these wounds on my body are so familiar, they are all left by Senior Brother Qianqiu's sword!"

Generally speaking, the wounds cut by no sword are different, especially for some powerful famous swords.

The Thousand Hatred Sword was born strangely, and naturally, the scars he left behind were also very weird. Just like the wounds on Pan Zi's body, there is no blood for a long time, but there is no trace of recovery in those few cuts.

And this peculiarity is precisely determined by the characteristics of the Thousand Enemies Sword, and when Pan Zi woke up, he faintly felt this fact. And at that time, he was directly mentioned by Wei Jiu, and he didn't have the slightest suspicion, after all, the wound left on his body, no matter how you look at it, is indeed caused by the Thousand Hatred Sword.

"Senior Brother Qianqiu, what do you think of this illusion of Jingmen?" Wei Jiu asked in a low voice.

Wei Qianqiu was stunned, but he didn't expect Wei Jiu to suddenly ask like this, and his expression became solemn. After a long time, he said slowly, "Young Master, this illusion formation is really not my field... Although I am deeply involved in it, even now, I haven't been able to see any clues!"

Smiling slightly, Wei Jiu didn't ask, and looked at Pan Zi.

"Forgive me for being stupid, this illusion is too profound, and for a while, I really can't understand it!" Pan Zi spread his hands helplessly, and said in a deep voice, "I don't know Young Master Wei, what do you think?"

As soon as Pan Zi's question came out, Wei Qian** and the two of them both looked at Wei Jiu with a trace of eyes. For them, although Wei Jiu was a junior disciple, after all, he was also the first day talent in the Chaos Realm in the past. Being able to crack the previous illusions proves that he understands and is familiar with these illusions.

Wei Jiu's gaze froze, and his eyes as deep as stars looked into the distance, his eyes were blazing, as if he wanted to see through the dense clouds.

"Illusion, born from the heart, born from the soul!" Wei Jiu said slowly, "The Jingmen in these Eight Peerless Arrays is formed by the convergence of countless Illusion Arrays... I have also explored the illusion array that envelops us just now, it is very mysterious, one ring is closely linked to the other, it is interdependent and interdependent, but it is a separate illusion!"

"In this way, the reason why we can't feel Xiao Yang's existence may not be because of death, but because he is not in an illusion with us?" Wei Qianqiu asked very intelligently.

Wei Jiu nodded and laughed in a low voice, "That's right, this means that if we want to find a few of them, we must completely crack the illusion in this Jingmen!"