At this time, several people on the stage were still acting one by one, but in the virtual world outside the stage, a sudden burst of shouts sounded: "Ah...... Tyre! The soldiers obeyed the order, the so-called country, if the country no longer exists, how can it come to the homeland? In this shout, Master Huihong's skill realm of crossing the yin and turning evil was immediately destroyed. Suddenly, I heard that the fight was coming back, and I was finally dissolved by Master Huihong with half of the yin and evil energy, and it was immediately filled with heaven and earth again.

The golden light on Master Huihong's golden Buddha's body gradually faded, and even became a little gray, Wei Fei knew that this was Master Huihong was being infected by the evil qi on the battlefield, and not only could not use his magical powers, but he was also in danger of being gradually destroyed by the evil qi to cultivate.

This ghost show, naturally, there is someone who has performed some kind of secret method or supernatural power, and has coherent virtual reality and yin and yang, in order to produce such an effect. In the face of such a situation, Master Huihong chose to use Buddhism for the first time, which should be the most correct way to deal with it.

Therefore, Wei Fei only finally made a move when Master Huihong was unable to resist the double attack of yin qi and murderous qi in that world, but the method he used was not in the same system compared to Master Huihong's Dharma supernatural powers.

As a result, although Master Huihong successfully sensed the artistic conception of the exercises he used as his hometown, at this moment, Wei Fei had no way to intervene in Master Huihong's Dharma world. Especially now that Master Huihong is doing his best to resist the yin and evil qi from the illusion.

Wei Fei didn't dare to guarantee that if he forcibly broke in with his realm cultivation, not to mention whether it would cause harm to Master Huihong, but at least it would bring a lot of interference to Master Huihong.

Wei Fei lowered his eyes slightly. After a moment of silence, suddenly his body was like the wind. Disappeared on the spot in an instant. Extremely cautiously, he circled around the stage in an instant, and Wei Fei locked his eyes on the two Huang families. In the staggered docking place, a divine thought suddenly swept over without any scruples.

"Who? Daring! Dare to interfere with the immortal's spell casting......" suddenly broke into Wei Fei's mind. Wei Fei couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect someone to ask so directly. Not to mention the origin of this person's family, and no matter what this person is doing such a ghost show, it is.

To have such a cultivation is always in the same vein, but this person casts spells with divine thoughts, which is knowing that Wei Fei is also a fellow Taoist, and he is called "this immortal". domineering, but not at all like a pure Taoist background, but like a gangster in the countryside, he suddenly broke into the hall of a certain community, and still considered himself the boss.

After pondering for a moment, he looked at Master Huihong again, and found that he continued to support for a while, and it seemed that there was no problem. Wei Fei didn't make a sound, but hid his body more carefully. Although he knew. Directly starting with the person who claims to be an immortal is the key to cracking the stage space. But what is the purpose of this person?

In this way, a ghost show is controlled, and the yin and yang illusions are formed. In other words, through this play, the two armies are facing each other. Tens of thousands of living beings died unexpectedly, and those yin spirit qi and the evil qi on the battlefield. Where did it go? If you can't find the reason for this, then even Master Huihong. Turned everything into a shocking mana, and it was only a temporary move. Otherwise, even if this time is stopped, then there will definitely be a next time.

At the same moment, in a humble room, the black-faced Aunt Hu sat cross-legged, but at this moment, her dark face changed from black to red, and then from red to purple, and finally there was a faint green throughout. I saw her put her hands together in front of her chest, and then she leaned down to the ground, performing the great gift of throwing her five bodies to the ground.

"This place is just Shanshui Zhou City, on both sides of the river, I have obeyed the immortal decree, set up ghost shows, practice yin and yang, and beg the fairy to give me ......" Before she finished speaking, her figure suddenly trembled, and a cloud of earthy yellow light flashed above her head, "What person?" Daring! Dare to interfere with the immortal's spell casting......"

Obviously, although she is still talking, it seems that there is no relationship between Aunt Hu before and Aunt Hu now. And a sentence that is not indistinguishable from drinking, at this moment, it really has a little more momentum that fits the name of "Ben Xian".

What's even more weird is that between the two Aunt Hu, there seems to be a third person.

At this moment, Wei Fei, who was hiding in a dark shadow on the corner of the street, suddenly appeared, and even had a handprint on his hand. His face turned slightly pale, and his brows were furrowed tightly, "In one sentence, there are actually three kinds of breath hidden, private non-human, like a demon and not a demon, like an immortal and not an immortal......"

"Weird, weird, weird!" After saying three strange words in a row, Wei Fei glanced back again, only to see that Master Huihong's mana seemed to be improving, and the golden light of the law body standing in mid-air was magnificent. He groaned slightly, and the unfinished formula in his hand continued.

Suddenly, but seeing Wei Fei's temperament change suddenly, under the dim light, his figure was obviously standing there motionless, but it looked like he was a person full of talent, his body gradually rose up, and finally climbed to the top of the building, and the artistic conception of "wanting to be poor for a thousand miles, go to the next level" spontaneously emerged.

In a dark alley not far away, someone suddenly couldn't help but exclaim, "This...... What kind of kung fu is this? Hou Lao, looking at his tricks, it is not complicated, but this kind of artistic conception is as vast as the sea, and the background is so deep that it seems to condense the cultural inheritance of thousands of years of my Chinese culture......"

"Well, there's a kind of profound thought in it." Hou Lao couldn't help but sigh with emotion, "In the past two years, there has been a young master in the Daomen, the origin is unpredictable, and the cultivation is even more unknown...... Hey! Wrong! ”

Hou Lao suddenly snorted lightly, "Look, the artistic conception revealed in his body, Huang Yanzi, what do you think?" ”

Dr. Huang hesitated slightly, "It seems to be nothing, but the disciple is stupid, but for some reason he suddenly remembered two ancient poems, 'If you want to be poor, you can go to the next level'...... It's just that Hou Lao taught me, but what kind of magic power is this? ”

"If you want to be poor, go to the next level!" At this moment, Hou Lao's face was solemn, "Huang Yanzi, you are not mistaken. He is really in this artistic conception, he wants to climb high and look far away, so as to get a glimpse of the truth. “

Dr. Huang gasped, "This ...... How far has Master Wei's cultivation been? What kind of tricks did he perform? “

Hou Lao was silent for a long time, and his face suddenly changed repeatedly, "He...... Well, this Master Wei must have known that you and I were here, but even at this moment, he didn't forget to hide his master's mental ....... (To be continued.) )

PS: Today's update is a little late, sorry, these two chapters, I think it's pretty good. I wrote this paragraph to see Lin Zhengying's inspiration.