Chapter 256: Illusory True Fruit

There was silence in the white mist, and Long Yu and his party had been gone for a long time.

There were originally three people left in the original team of seven or eight people at this time, Long Yu's face was gloomy, he didn't expect the danger in this mist to be so heavy.

There are not many Qingxin Pills left, and even the concealment talisman is only two, but fortunately, they are only ten minutes away from the Phantom True Tree, as long as they get the Phantom True Fruit, Long Yu decided to return directly, as for the cause of the white mist, he definitely doesn't want to explore anymore, Long Yu doesn't want to stay in this white mist for a moment.

"Rustle... Rustling. ”

Carefully avoiding a demon tree that was obviously a fog beast, Long Yu beckoned to the back, and in addition to him in the team at this time, there were only Liu Hanyu, who said that something was wrong at the beginning, and another short Duan Dragon Soul.

"Damn, this place is like a netherworld hell, the demon tree just now actually grew hundreds of pairs of human hands and feet, and it trembled with the wind like leaves, Brother Long, let's go back quickly when we get the fruit, I will never come here again in the future." Duan Long Soul glanced back, and said with a shiver all over his body.

"Shut up, don't forget that sound can also attract monsters, get out of here." Liu Hanyu glared at Duan Long Soul fiercely, and then quickly followed Long Yu's footsteps.

"Humph!" Duan Long Soul wanted to have a seizure, but after thinking about it, he finally followed.

Long Yu doesn't care about the things between the two, what he cares about most now is to find the Illusory Tree and get out alive, this team was originally united because of interests, and there is no emotion at all.

"Wait, do you smell anything?"

At this moment, Long Yu suddenly stopped, sniffed carefully with his nose, and a sweet smell appeared in the air.

"I smell it, it's so fragrant, it's a little like a floral, but it's much sweeter than a floral." Duan Long Soul sniffed vigorously and said.

"Oh no, it's the smell of honey, let's go!" Liu Hanyu also sniffed, and then his face changed drastically, if he smelled the aroma of honey in the wild, maybe he would be able to have some good taste, but in this white mist, who knows what the hell those bees have become.

"Let's go." Long Yu also knew the seriousness of the matter, a bee may not be terrible, but if it is overwhelming, especially a mutated bee, then even if there is a concealment charm, it is useless, because the concealment charm only makes people disappear and cover their breath, not to turn people out of thin air.

But just when a few people wanted to leave, a buzzing sound of wings had already been remembered in the distance of the white mist, and the next moment, the white mist seemed to have been torn apart by something, revealing a straight passage in front of Long Yu and the others.

Long Yu and the others looked along the passage, only to see that at the end of the passage, a big tree dozens of feet high and as if it was made of white crystal was standing quietly.

And at the top of the crystal tree, a red, shiny fruit the size of a human head was hanging on it, the fruit was crimson, and the skin was full of small black dots, these black dots were like human pupils, turning back and forth.

And as Long Yu and the others appeared in front of the big tree, those black pupils instantly turned towards Long Yu and them, and then, a sharp roar came out from the fruit, and under the fruit, an opening that looked like a human mouth cracked out, and the next moment, only to hear the buzzing sound around it quickly amplified countless times.

"The Tree of Illusion!"

When he saw this big tree, Long Yu had already learned that the goal of his trip was it, and the strange red fruit was the Phantom Fruit, but with the sound of the roar, the entire Phantom Tree seemed to move, and then, a large black cloud rushed towards Long Yu and the others.

Long Yu could clearly see that the black cloud was composed of black bees the size of a thumb, and each of those bees had a humanoid head, and most of the expressions on the head were hideous and bloodthirsty, and a small part was blank.

"Run!"

Long Yu roared and quickly took out a magic talisman and stuck it on his thigh, and disappeared without a trace after a gust of wind, while the remaining Liu Hanyu and Duan Long Soul did not move slowly, and followed closely behind them and also ran towards the route they had come.

They don't want to do this task now, each of that kind of bees has the strength of the enlightenment period, and there are probably no less than hundreds of thousands of them in a black cloud, not to mention a few of them, even if the monks in the foundation building period are surrounded, they will definitely die in a moment or three.

The three of them rushed towards the route they had come from, but for some reason, as the sky gradually darkened, the originally clear route slowly became blurred, and even the surrounding white mist miasma seemed to be mixed with a trace of black in the night.

………………

Fang Jin stood on the top of the mountain, he was not interested in those three monks at all, the enlightenment period was no different from a little worm to him now.

With a random stroke of one hand, a pitch-black crack appeared out of thin air, and the next moment inside the crack three monks wearing pitch-black robes with a mountain peak pattern wrapped in white mist embroidered on their sleeves walked out of it.

"Meet the Ancestor."

Each of the three monks has the strength of the Yuan Infant Stage, and the highest one is the late Yuan Infant Period, and as soon as the three of them saw Fang Jin, they immediately knelt down and shouted in their mouths, "Ancestor." ”

These three people were the three highest cultivation monks that Fang Jin had subdued in the past two hundred years, and they were all caught by Fang Jin after inadvertently or intentionally breaking into the Kunlun Mountain Range.

"How's going on out there?" Fang Jin looked at the three of them who were kneeling on the ground and asked.

"Tell the ancestors, the legend of Kunlun Immortal Mountain has spread throughout Shu, and even the Central Plains have been infiltrated by us." One of the monks, with a somewhat old face, said.

"Yes, now there is one of the ten households in Shu that is worshipping the ancestor." Another middle-aged monk with a few strands of beard took out a god card in his hand, and saw that the words "Great Freedom in the Underworld" were written on the god card.

"The Ancestor's mana is boundless, and in the past eighty years, we have also connected many scattered cultivators and small sects, and they have also joined us after seeing the Ancestor's magical powers." The last one was a middle-aged woman with a cold face.

After listening to them, Fang Jin nodded with satisfaction, he was able to stabilize the blessed land in fifty years, and there was the credit of these people, with the endless power of faith, the stability of the blessed land would be so fast.

"Very good, continue to increase the results, I want every household in Shu to believe in me, and the Central Plains cannot be put down, after all, there is a larger number of mortals there." Fang Jin said.