Almost a moment later, Cinnabar actually turned into an extremely steep and strange cliff, although all kinds of trees and flowers were colorful, but Cinnabar didn't pay attention, his eyes were all on the cliff. There, in this dark black place, is a cave.

Cinnabar understands that this is the place he has always expected to see in his heart, and it is also where Feng Xiaotian, the head of Quanying, found himself back then, although he knew that all this was his fantasy, but Cinnabar didn't know how, and he was unwilling to stop.

And as his mind went, the scenery in front of him narrowed in, and he was already in front of the cave, the entrance of the cave was swept out, and the black was deep, and he had begun to slowly walk into the cave.

Along the way, there were many remnants of spirit beasts, as well as some good seeds of medicinal herbs that had been dropped by the explosion, and even the spirit beast Neidan, and the bloodstained cave was completely imprinted in Cinnabar's mind.

The more Cinnabar walked forward, the more his heart seemed to beat wildly, and he could almost hear the cry of a baby coming from the depths of the cave.

This was his own voice, which was his infant self at the beginning, and attracted Feng Xiaotian's attention with such a cry.

Cinnabar suddenly trembled, and in the depths of the sea, a cool feeling suddenly appeared for no reason, making his steps to move forward finally stop.

It's not real, it's an illusion, an illusion derived from the mind, in other words, these are scenes that I imagined based on what I told at the beginning.

He suddenly remembered Lin Fan's previous words, if he couldn't sober up, then he would definitely be lost here, and everything in front of him had clearly been told to him.

The place of choice of this illusory scene has already begun to erode itself step by step and counterattacked.

Cinnabar closed his eyes and let out a long breath of turbidity, calming his mood much calmer, and he opened his eyes again, and sure enough, the cave had disappeared in front of him.

Cinnabar looked relaxed, and even a little afraid, if he insisted on his own temperament, he was afraid that he had fallen into the realm of illusion and backlash.

But the mood over there had just relaxed, and above his heart, another thought arose for no reason, and even he couldn't control it.

In front of him, a plain-clothed woman suddenly appeared.

Dressed in a pale pink dress, long and dragged to the ground, the thin waist is restrained by a cloud belt, which shows a grip of not a hand, and a light pink dress is long and dragged to the ground, and the thin waist is restrained by a cloud belt, which shows a grip of not a hand.

What's even more rare is that this woman stands tall, but she is awe-inspiring, although her whole body is just a simple dress, but she has an irresistible attraction.

The woman turned her back to herself, but she couldn't see clearly.

Cinnabar stared at the figure of the woman in front of her, and suddenly her eyes were wet, her nose was sour, and her heart hurt even more, and finally she shouted a little uncontrollably:

"Mother, is that you?"

The woman was about to turn around, but suddenly disappeared on the spot, cinnabar's body was weak, she couldn't control it anymore, she collapsed directly to the ground, looked up at the sky, and tears the size of beans slipped from her eyes.

As I knew that this was an illusion, I finally relented.

The inner emotions that have been suppressed for so many years are finally irrepressible, and at this moment, they are completely released.

It's just that at the moment when he was completely relaxed, it was already announced that this illusory illusion had devoured him, and it officially kicked off!

Akatsuki Forest Prison, inside the tower above the island.

The martial arts master of the Shenwu Palace, as well as several leading elders of various clans, all stared at Xingluo, and their expressions were also different.

The battlefield in front of this Star Luo map, just like the barren forest, the Wangxiang Tower, and even the Shura Field, I don't know when, they are all gone, but the Star Luo that is now presented in front of everyone is new and unfamiliar.

Today's Xingluo, however, is divided into three different areas, the first area is at the top, which is in the shape of countless discs, layered on top of each other, next to each other, although there are many of them, they are orderly and neatly arranged.

The second floor in the middle is a square area, with passages on both sides of the area, and within the range, it is divided into hundreds of small rooms, and in most of the rooms, there is a main flame flickering, even if it is, it does not move at all, as if it is fixed by something.

The third layer at the bottom is the simplest, within the large range, there is only a slender column against the two ends, and the rest of the position is blank.

Everyone's eyes are now all fixed on the second layer.

Among them, the Demon Clan's iron-wounded elder had a particularly heavy face, because in his current observation, among the fifty or sixty flickering flames in the second layer, only the colors belonging to the Demon Clan were found, but there were only five

The meaning of the five places shows that only five of the sacrificers of the demon clan broke into the second floor of the altar.

After being attacked by the dragon snake winding in the Shura field, the number of demon clans now preserved is the lowest among the four clans, and it is still on the second floor of the final god altar, if it reaches the last layer, I am afraid that the number of people who survive will be even less.

He couldn't help but turn his head and glared angrily at Elder Feng Xiang of the Spirit Beast Clan.

Elder Feng Xiang turned a deaf ear, obviously not caring about the hostility of the Iron Wound Elder, and his main attention was naturally on the sacrificers in his own clan.

Although the remnants of the spirit beast clan are only a few more than the demon clan, his heart is not shocked, and the orange and yellow light spot in the second layer is the winding dragon snake, and he has great confidence in its strength.

The demon clan's single demon handsome, but he has no distractions, focusing on the position of the little demon lord.

According to his thoughts, even if this trip to the altar of life and death, the demon clan has no harvest or the entire army is wiped out, it doesn't matter, as long as the life of this little demon lord is safe, he will be completely relieved.

Among the four races, the most peaceful at present is the human race.

Elder Shui Qingjian's eyes, although they were also observing the number of Terran disciples, but in the final analysis, they had been focusing on Shangguan Xiaoye many times, and Feng Que and Shaking Sen and others from the Divine Domain Sect could not arouse his concern at all.

Wu Cairen's face was calm, but she just looked at Xingluo coldly, and now that she had reached the second floor of the altar, there were still about sixty of all the sacrificers left, which really surprised her.

However, the human and demon clans still have a superficial advantage, and in fact, it should be the spirit beast clan that controls the situation more, but all this is nothing to worry about for her.

A swarm of ants, their lives are simply not worth mentioning.

Of course, now on the second floor of the altar, there was still such a large number left, which also surprised her.

As mentioned before, the strength of this year's sacrificers seems to be exceptionally strong.

Although she was slightly surprised, she was still expressionless, but she didn't think so, and secretly thought in her heart: Although the second layer of this altar does not look dangerous, if her mental strength cannot resist the erosion of this illusion, she will still not be able to escape the fate of being killed in the end.

Thinking of this, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but raise a slight arc, and she said to herself with some excitement: "It's really unexpected, I'm really looking forward to how many sacrificers can break through this level before entering the final altar." ”

She shook her head lightly again, and said sarcastically: "I'm afraid there won't be much left by then!"