Chapter Eighty-Nine: The Great Illusion Shifts

"Almost, he cast this talisman, and if it was stimulated, then he might be the one who died in the end. ”

Song Ziyang had palpitations.

This Great Illusion Shifting Talisman is an imitation of the Great Illusion Shifting Rune.

The legendary Great Illusion Shifting Rune, once cast, can give birth to a spatial gate out of thin air, directly teleporting people and objects to thousands of miles away, which is equivalent to building a large-scale teleportation array.

And this imitation of the Great Illusion Shifting Spirit Rune is a fourth-level talisman, and the Mountain Moving Realm monks can barely use it.

After the rune is activated, the body will be sucked into it by the mysterious power in the rune, and randomly teleported to any place within a radius of dozens of zhang, while cutting off the locked cause and effect.

That's powerful!

In the previous battle, the Golden Crow Sacred Sword was resisted by it, and if he was able to teleport successfully, the Ice Grasp would eventually lose its target and fall to the ground.

Then he will become a lamb to the slaughter, and he will have no power to fight back!

Fortunately, at that time, he forcibly condensed the power of the divine soul and cast the Yin-Yang Technique to stab the gods, interrupting his spell casting.

The spell of this Great Illusion Shifting Rune is very simple, with only eight scales:

Oh, star, stop, charm, evil, bright, peaceful, god!

But every word seems to contain a hint of rhyme.

Especially when this spirit rune was held in his hand, Song Ziyang was able to perceive the surrounding space just by silently reciting it in his heart, producing an indescribable rhythm.

The spirit rune in his hand began to heat up, and the half-hidden door carved on the spirit rune also seemed to have signs of being pushed open.

At the back of the door, there seems to be an invisible hand controlling the door.

Endless divine power is about to be unleashed.

It's a wonderful feeling.

"Fortunately, I didn't hesitate to cast a terrifying stab!"

He began to seriously think about every detail of this battle, checking and filling in the gaps, "What the master said is really good, the lion fights the rabbit, and also uses all his strength, the battle between life and death, there can be no carelessness, every opponent must be treated as the strongest, and there can be no reservations!"

After reviewing this battle, he only felt that he had gained a lot.

For life and death fighting, he has a new understanding.

He knew that these combat experiences were precious, and sometimes even formed fighting instincts.

"Mother, Uncle Cheng is gone, and I can't find him. ”

Suddenly, at this moment, a voice came into his ears from afar.

His brows furrowed slightly, and his huge divine sense was released, and the source of the sound was instantly discovered.

The one who spoke was Zhou Qinglong, the young master of the Zhou family.

Before entering the illusion realm, this Zhou Qinglong took his sister and several clansmen of the Zhou family to follow Cheng Fan to search for his whereabouts.

However, with those clansmen being killed, the Great Zhou Tian Yin and Yang Five Elements Phantom God Array was activated, and all the monks in the seventy-two caves of Xingyue were pulled into the phantom realm.

Everyone was randomly distributed within a certain range, Song Ziyang did not find any trace of Zhou Qinglong, nor did he see his sister's figure, but after killing a demon beast that resembled the divine bird Emperor Jiang, he met Cheng Fan as soon as possible.

Then came the hard-fought battle, which almost fell.

But now, listening to Zhou Qinglong's words, it seems that he and his mother have converged.

The divine sense swept over, and sure enough.

Next to Zhou Qinglong, it was his mother Zhong Chuhong, and behind him, there were a group of Zhou family members, led by Zhou Lao, who was proficient in the way of the magic circle.

All of them gathered together, there were more than a dozen, in addition to Zhou Qinglong, his brutal sister, and Zhong Chuhong, the weaker ones also had the Three Heavens of the Mountain Moving Realm.

The monks of the Tibetan Sea Realm that I had seen in the cave before did not know where they had gone.

At this time, Zhou Qinglong's face no longer had that arrogant and arrogant look, only panic remained, and his eyes were full of panic.

He grew up in Caocheng since he was a child, and no one dared to disobey his thoughts, he thought that coming to the 72nd Cave of Xingyue was like playing in the mountains and rivers, but where could he have thought that he almost died several times, in the hands of Song Ziyang.

He was a little scared.

When he said this, he actually walked under the giant tree where Song Ziyang was hiding.

"Can't find him?"

Zhong Chuhong's brows furrowed, "You also fell in this jungle, then he must not be able to run far, just in this jungle." ”

"No...... It can't be dead, right?" Zhou Qinglong's voice trembled.

"What nonsense. ”

Zhong Chuhong scolded, but then he seemed to be a little unbearable, and reached out and stroked Zhou Qinglong's head, "Son, don't worry, with your mother here, no one can move a single hair of your hair!"

"Hehe, don't you feel ashamed when you say this?"

Before Zhou Qinglong could speak, a voice that sounded like a hanger came over, "How did you slap yourself and be slapped, have you forgotten......?"

The laughter was full of schadenfreude.

Immediately afterwards, Song Ziyang saw Li Shaobai, the first gentleman in Qingzhou, and the second young master of the Li family of the four major families of Yin Fumen.

This guy is still dressed coquettishly, dressed in white like snow, wearing a beautifully decorated long sword around his waist, holding the goose feather fan in his hand, and fanning it around.

Everyone in the Zhou family glared at him angrily, especially Zhou Qinglong, his face was flushed, and his eyes were full of anger, but after a while, he still didn't scold.

He knows his strength, and he is far from the other party, only being crushed, and he is a little cowardly.

Zhong Chuhong was even more embarrassed, almost ran away, stared at Li Shaobai, and cursed viciously: "Uneducated bastard thing, your parents didn't dare to talk like this when they saw me, are you looking for death?"

Scolding people doesn't expose their shortcomings, hitting people doesn't slap their faces, and now she has been beaten in the face, and the scars are still being revealed, where can she bear it?

As soon as she raised her hand, it was a white match, flickering towards Li Shaobai.

This white horse practiced extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to Li Shaobai's approach.

Only then did everyone see that the white pi lian turned out to be a white short sword.

The short sword burst out in an instant, and the sword gang that was a foot long and slashed towards Li Shaobai.

This turned out to be a sword gate magic weapon!

"Oh, it's a good time. ”

Li Shaobai waved his hand, and the goose feather fan in his hand rose without wind, becoming the size of a pu fan, and was raised by him casually, and he went directly to block this sword gang.

"Zheng!"

The two intersected, and the sound of gold and iron intersected erupted.

I don't know what this goose feather fan is refining, and the goose feathers at the top suddenly flew away, as if the drizzle was silent, quietly disintegrating the sword gang, and at the same time eroding towards the short sword, sweeping it up in the blink of an eye, wrapping it and dragging it to Li Shaobai's approach.

He grabbed the hilt of the sword, smiled evilly, and said, "This sword is good, isn't it?"

Song Ziyang looked at him and almost laughed.

On the other hand, Zhong Chuhong was almost going crazy at this moment.