Ban Yu's head smashed on the ground, which was originally a small sound, but in everyone's ears, it was like a thunderclap, making several people's bodies tremble unconsciously.

Hu Bai and Zhu Su, who stood respectfully, lowered their heads, were also a little lower, and their eyes looked at Jun Yi with more and more awe.

Meng Hongchen's face was solemn, and after seeing the strength of Gongzi, the sense of urgency in his heart was a little heavier.

The joy of breaking through the realm a few days ago is also gone.

With such strength, he is not qualified to be complacent.

"Huh..."

Jun Yi's expression was indifferent, and he slowly returned the torture to the sheath.

The chilling sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard made the only remaining warriors in Lei Gu and Xuanyin Tower panic, as if someone was sharpening their swords in their hearts, and the chill was awe-inspiring.

These warriors were in a state of mind, where did they still have the idea of fighting with Liang Shou, and they fled in a panic around one after another.

But how could Liang Shou let them get their wish?

Not to mention that there is a big gap between the realm of Wuzun and the realm of the Martial Emperor, even if Jun Yi makes a move now, the huge pressure brought to Liang Shou, he does not dare to cause branches.

"Do you still want to run?"

Liang Shou smiled coldly, and the huge catfish behind him opened its mouth, and swallowed the whale into the mouth of these remnants of the ghost crying wolf howl, and became a chewing mouth, rattling.

Even if Liang Shou's heart is big, he doesn't dare to be too presumptuous.

He stretched out his hand and rolled up the storage rings of these warriors, walked quickly to Jun Yi, and handed it over with a painful face: "Childe, this is their widow... Booty. ”

"Keep it for yourself. ”

Listening to Liang Shou's tone, Jun Yi knew that his heart was dripping blood without looking at it, and he couldn't help but feel a little funny, and he dispersed the impatience in his heart, so he gave these things to Liang Shou.

The sudden surprise made Liang Shou happy, turned his hand and put away the storage ring, and stood aside instead, grinning and smiling.

Jun Yi turned around, his white clothes swayed in the wind, and he walked in front of a few people.

Yu Chuan and Phantom Xiaoyi, just then recovered from the shock, and subconsciously made way for Jun Yi, not daring to stand in the way.

Inexplicably, they no longer dare to regard Jun Yi as a peer.

Since a few days ago, the imperial seal in Jun Yi's palm made the angry blood tyrant complete the fusion, and truly stepped into the realm of Wuzun, and his strength has changed dramatically.

Compared with Shang Shizong's battle on the day, it is completely different.

Jun Yi didn't know which of his current self was stronger or weaker than Shang Shizong, but he understood that it was much easier for him to be better than himself back then.

"Gentleman, please. ”

Yu Chuan stretched out his hand sideways and asked Jun Yi to enter the flowers first, which was regarded as lowering his posture and being grateful.

The other martial artists of the Yu family have no objection to this, after all, without Jun Yi's move, they don't say that they can enter it, but whether they can get out alive or not, they still have two words.

Jun Yi bowed slightly, did not make a polite gesture, and calmly stepped in, and there was even some urgency in his heart, in the end, it was related to Concubine Luo, so that he could not calm down.

The faint fragrance overflowed, and it seemed to enter Jun Yi's mouth and nose, and it permeated the pores of his whole body, lingering all over his body.

Jun Yi never deliberately searched for the Hundred Illusion Mist, but from the time he entered here, he had already entered the mystery of the Hundred Illusion Mist, manifesting strangely.

Jun Yi went deep into it, allowing the visions in front of him to climb up.

"Concubine, do you know Yu Chuan?"

After all, Jun Yi began to open his mouth, but compared to the simple and direct last time, this time the method of inquiry is much more cautious.

There are endless illusions in the fog of illusions, and the alternation seems to be endless, which is in line with his problems, and may also make Concubine Luo feel like she is in an illusion, which will not be too conflicting.

Fang Cai Junyi greeted Yu Chuan with a smiling face, although he didn't want to make trouble, but more reason came from Concubine Luo's mouth.

If it weren't for her hesitant request, Jun Yi would not have let Hu Bai and the three of them make a move, and even walked out in person in annoyance, obliterating Fan Han and Ban Yu.

More is better than less, his purpose is just to collect the Hundred Illusion Mist.

Rather than being enemies with the two major forces of Lei Gu and Xuanyin Tower, in his opinion, it would be easier to push the boat down the river and erase Yu Chuanlai, and the consequences afterwards would not be too troublesome.

"I don't know. ”

Concubine Luo's answer was somewhat unexpected, but it was reasonable.

Obviously, her request was carried out by virtue of her vague impressions, and there was no reasonable reason for doing so.

However, Jun Yi didn't ask again, lest Concubine Luo would have an unpreventable accident when collecting the Hundred Illusion Mist, so as to be safe.

But in his heart, countless thoughts came together and gradually took shape.

"Hum..."

In front of Jun Yi's eyes, a mist stirred up, and countless buildings were manifested in the haze, carved beams and paintings, resplendent and magnificent.

He walked in it, as if he was in a fairyland.

As he looked around and marched, he approached the majestic gate, and when he raised his eyes and looked at it, the gate rose from the ground and turned into a barrier between heaven and earth, which could not be crossed.

There seems to be a rule manifestation on it, and two big characters are condensed, Yufu. Jing Ai Books

Nanyan Continent, the overlord of the Quartet, the Yu family, has the strength of the unrivaled Yunzhou, and the background is unfathomable.

Just like the scene of the giant gate in front of Jun Yi's eyes, it is unattainable.

It's just that the corners of his mouth are hooked, and he doesn't realize what he sees in front of him, and he doesn't stretch out his hand to push the door, but walks straight to the giant door, and he walks mighty, as if he is going to die on the spot.

As his figure approached the giant gate, the scene turned into ripples, rippling in the great lake of heaven and earth, causing the majesty and oppression to dissipate completely.

Heaven and earth are mottled, and the world is reorganized.

When Jun Yi entered the courtyard, what he saw in his eyes was no longer the majesty he had seen when he was outside, but it was a dilapidated and depressed appearance, desolate and miserable, desolate and uninhabited.

He changed his appearance of looking left and right, and walked deeper without squinting.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, the ground on the left side exploded, and a bloody figure burst out of it, clutching the half-cut broken axe in his hand, and glaring angrily at the volley.

Its axe is amazingly powerful, and it has the power to cross the heavens and the earth, so that the void is crushed and shattered.

But even though the giant axe was close to his neck, Jun Yi's eyelids never blinked, he still didn't squint, and walked calmly in the desolate courtyard with a steady pace.

"Huh..."

The giant axe fell, and it was so powerful that it didn't hurt Jun Yi in the slightest, and even in the illusion of his body, it passed through strangely, as if he didn't exist.

"Bell!"

Out of thin air, the club was raised and collided with the giant axe.

In an instant, the thunder on the long stick rolled up, turning into thousands of hideous thunder snakes, spitting out white snake letters, making a creepy sound, mixed with angry shouts.

Jun Yi listened unnoticed, walked in the power that could crush him at will, and continued to go deeper into the courtyard.

Along the way, there is nightfall, and the water moon cave sky is suspended in the sky, reflecting the world in all directions, as if to give this dilapidated scene, some rare vitality.

Jun Yi paused slightly, and looked curiously at the water and moon.

In the mirror image of the water and moon, the scene of the ruined courtyard slowly recovered, the pavilions and buildings stood by the lake, the water was sometimes tumbling and boiling, and there were big fish jumping up, turning into a big peng and soaring for nine days, striking thousands of miles.

His line of sight was deep, and he could even see that there were many talented disciples, shouting and fighting in the martial arts arena to verify their understanding and learning.

In the forbidden place of the deep courtyard, there is a strong man sitting in a blur, the blood and qi in his body are like a dragon, and the flow is like a magma erupting, emitting a deafening elephant roar, long and deep.

Everywhere Jun Yi saw, it was a thriving scene.

He was so stunned that his whole being seemed to be part of it, sometimes sitting lazily by the lake, watching the huge shadows under the water wander by, sometimes laughing and exchanging what he had learned with his fellow warriors, and sometimes going deep into the forbidden land, sitting in the darkness, contemplating the horror it contained.

He was in it, as if it had only been a day, and it seemed like a lifetime, and he was happy.

"Click..."

On this day, there was a terrifying cracking sound between heaven and earth, which made the scene around Jun Yi all be frozen strangely.

Whether it is the shadow in the great lake, or the warrior who was still laughing a moment ago, or the horror in the forbidden place of the deep courtyard, it has become a stagnant stroke in the painting.

The temperature in the world also dropped suddenly, and the bright sunshine was hidden by the clouds at some point, and a little white snowflakes fell.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, the sky and the earth are vast, everything has turned into ice glass sculptures, and Jun Yi is also standing with him, lifelike, silent and silent.

"Heh..."

Suddenly, Jun Yi in the ice glass hooked the corners of his mouth, the smile on his face gradually brightened, and then he took a strange step forward.

Without shattering the ice glass around him, he walked out of its trap and stepped out of this world.

The pavilions, the big lakes and big fish, the figures of the martial artists, and the ice crystals covered by the forbidden land of the deep courtyard all suddenly gave birth to countless fine cracks, which all shattered and turned into nothingness.

A little light lit up from the darkness, and then continued to magnify, it was Jun Yi's eyes.

He straightened up with a smile and looked at the line of sight between the water and the moon, all of which converged, and let it be covered with ice glass and annihilated, indifferent.

Jun Yi stepped forward, crossed thousands of visions, he was like a traveler in heaven and earth, no matter inside and outside, he didn't smell the fragrance and evil, and watched coldly.

After a while, he stood in front of the door of the house without touching the dust, just like the countless people in front of him without pushing the door, and walked directly towards the door.

In an instant, the scene of the bloody night of a thousand years ago resurfaced.

The terrible cries and screams, the collapsed ruins, and the blood-red purgatory on earth all clearly echoed in his ears and were engraved on Jun Yi's pupils.

When he raised his head, he also saw the elders of the monarch's family fighting bloodily, falling and falling with broken bones, seeing his father and mother buried in a pool of blood, and seeing the raging fire that burned everything.

At this moment, a figure stumbled over with a cape, and even if his face was stained with blood, it could not hide his eyes that were as angry as beasts.

Jun Yi looked at each other, and the two of them looked as if they were looking in a mirror, making their figures strangely overlap together.

"Poof..."

Jun Yi smiled and stretched out his hand, and under the incredulous gaze of the figure in front of him, he indifferently stabbed into his chest, grabbed his still beating heart, and placed it in front of him.

"Illusion, do you like to rub salt on your wounds so much?"

"Phantom Mist?"