Ling Yan and the others still maintained that action, everyone's eyes were also blooming with fiery anticipation, and longing for hope, Ling Yan clearly saw through the wilderness mirror that the guard, whose big mouth had been opened, moved to the city gate, as long as everyone entered the city, it also entered its big mouth.

Perhaps this time, the wake will not disappoint everyone again, because after experiencing the polishing of hope and disappointment, everyone has long since lost too much vigilance.

A person, walking aimlessly in the desert, even if he sees a mirage, he will be extremely excited, just thinking about rushing forward, Cao Cao's Wangmei quenches his thirst, people who see hope, sometimes, will be carried away by the sudden hope and joy, and it is difficult to realize the current situation for a while.

The one-eyed one-eyed beast was motionless, but its dark purple pupils had a hint of pride.

As the distance shortened, everyone approached the city, and the scene in front of them became more and more real, as if the clouds were lifted and the real body was seen.

Everyone here is an extremely real existence, with flesh and blood, the smell of the living, there are words and conversations, there is the sound of horses' hooves falling to the ground, there is the sound of artifacts colliding, if it were not for the existence of the Barbarian Mirror, even Ling Yan, he would not be able to see that this was just an illusion.

"Move!"

Ling Yan stared at the head of the one-eyed beast, and quickly transmitted a thought in his heart, and in an instant, whether it was the Soul Dementor General, Fei Lian, or the Evil Shadow, they all began to move, and the killing intent was pervasive in an instant.

As soon as the vision turned, the evil shadow of the clan had already unleashed the laws of space, and everyone seemed to land on the head of the one-eyed beast.

Without the slightest hesitation, Ling Yan slashed at the one-eyed beast's head with a single sword.

Poof!

(The drizzle) all disappeared into the mountain-sized head of the one-eyed beast, and a dark purple liquid splattered out of its brain, and the highly poisonous liquid emitted a cloudy stench.

Nine turns of divine fire.

Ling Yan drank secretly, and the immortal power burned hot, attached to the (drizzle) sword, and the incomparably hot nine-turn divine fire began to frantically barbecue the head of the one-eyed beast.

"Whew!!!!!"

The one-eyed beast monster roared, and the illusion collapsed instantly, it raised its head and swung it, but it couldn't break free of Ling Yan and the others, but in an instant, Ling Yan and the others, who had been successfully attacked, cut off their heads.

The weakness of the Savage Mirror is not the slightest bit bad, the skull is indeed the most fatal weakness of the one-eyed beast, and in the case of a sneak attack, it will not be able to hold out for long at all.

Gradually, the one-eyed beast died, and its body began to transform into a whirlpool tunnel to the fourth floor.

However, whether it is a one-eyed beast or a golden leopard, or a layer of guardian spirits, nothing is left after death, even if it is three souls and seven spirits, there is no residue.

The surroundings calmed down again, becoming empty, desolate, and boundless, but fortunately, the appearance of the whirlpool tunnel rekindled everyone's hope.

Everyone walked towards the tunnel, and the familiar darkness fell into everyone's pupils again....

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Four floors, not big, just the size of a plaza. Moreover, there is no sky, no earth, it is like a huge stone chamber... Surrounded by dark yellow ramparts...

This time, Ling Yan was not strange, under the scanning of the Savage Mirror, there was nothing else around except for the guardian spirit in the middle, and this place was just a place of projectiles.

"Welcome, fellow Daoists, welcome to the fourth floor of the illusion!"

A man with an amiable and delicate appearance stood in the center of the four floors.

Ling Yan looked sideways, wearing a bamboo-colored green robe, his eyes were like the water of a lotus pond, the flat waves were soft, moving like flowing water, quiet and free, his fair skin was carved with a handsome face that made people not jealous, and the warm smile, like the boy next door, walked unhurriedly towards this side.

Fei Lian and the Dementor General were both stunned, but Ling Yan turned his face condensed.

"Are you the fourth-tier watchman?" Ling Yan asked.

Although this question is straightforward, it is also the most effective one, and it can make this impenetrable existence reveal a little bit of hindrance.

I thought that Ling Yan's question could make this guardian ugly, but he did nod his head calmly and said with a smile: "Yes, everyone, I am the guardian of this layer!" ”

In the face of the man's calmness, Ling Yan was very interesting, the previous three layers of guards were all used to kill the other party to hide themselves, but this person was not only affectionate, but did not show the slightest hostility towards himself.

It's just that interest is interest, Ling Yan didn't dare to say it, he had no purpose, let alone dare to say it, facing him, he would be safe.

"Don't you want to kill us?" Ling Yan smiled slightly, and once again a blatant question came out of his mouth.

The man was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Haha.....", the empty four floors were filled with this brisk laughter, back and forth....

Everyone looked at each other, and after a while, the man stopped laughing, but his face was still relaxed and said: "Of course I want to kill you, because this is my existence on the fourth layer, and it is the duty of the guardian of the fourth layer of this illusion!" ”

When these words landed, the Dementor General and Fei Lian, and even the two evil shadows, all bloomed with a strong murderous aura like thunder, and attacked the man.

The physical transformation of the male Xuan Immortal is one point stronger than the existence of the previous layer, perhaps, every time the next layer, the strength of the guardian will increase by one point.

Ling Yan didn't dare to imagine what kind of existence would be guarding the tenth layer when he reached the tenth layer.

The murderous aura was pervasive, but the man was calm, his smile was still the same, he shook his head towards Ling Yan, and said, "Everyone, you don't have to be nervous, although I have the duty to kill anyone who breaks into the Land of Illusion, but I am not willing to do so!" ”

Ling Yan was slightly surprised in his heart, but his face did not change, and he asked in a low voice, "Why?" ”

"Because I'm lonely!" The man looked up at a forty-five degree angle and looked at the dark yellow barrier on the fourth floor, and almost burst into tears silently.

"Lonely?" Ling Yan almost didn't react, staring at the man, his heart was very complicated...

How can there still be loneliness? How can a cultivator be afraid of loneliness?

The long road, hardships and hardships, almost all the sufferings in the world are gathered on this road, I don't know how many people can support to the end, but it is understandable that 'loneliness' and 'loneliness' are the main factors that pave this road, without them, there is no so-called eternal life, some people are used to these sufferings, accustomed to these joys and sorrows, then, his realm has been improved, and people have become Buddhas. If he learns other paths from these joys and sorrows, then he has attained enlightenment and mastered supernatural powers......