Why is it here? Wind Evil wondered in his heart, but he walked forward indifferently.

This hub fan is smart, knowing that my soul is too strong to extract, and deliberately guided me to this last illusion. However, even in its owner's territory, the soul of the immortal robbery is still a dead soul, and it is not so easy to deprive an immortal king of the third order of the living soul.

After all, the dead soul has been separated from the physical body for too long, and if a physical body cannot be found again, even if the immortal robbery, even the true immortal, the immortal king, and even the immortal venerable will gradually dissipate. These two immortal souls have long been scattered, and although they still have great power, they are like demented old men, unable to figure out the direction of their strength.

They themselves no longer have the ability to borrow souls or even take away them, and what they have done before is just wishful thinking for the resurrection of their masters, or just to stay in this world for a longer time. Since this is the case, then the signs of the birth of the previous exotic treasure should also be the ghost of the hub-lost bird, and it should be to attract more people to renew the soul of its owner.

However, although the blue and red spirits were entangled, they did not look friendly. Although it can renew the soul of its master, it also helps another person. To say that the soul of the immortal robbery was too powerful at the beginning, and the hub bird couldn't move, this is also reasonable. But now, apparently on the verge of collapse, why not destroy the other one?

Compared with the previous encounters, the shallows are a different kind of weirdness. The clouds are light and the wind is light, the shallow water has no waves, and there are colorful flowers and plants on the shore, with green vines, towering trees, chirping birds, and leisurely deer. It's too calm, it's too peaceful, it's even real.

Even if it is a fantasy created by the Hub-Lost Bird especially for its owner, this place is too real. Because every wind blowing on the face is a real touch, and every bird's demeanor is extremely agile and natural. And that tree, the huge tree that towered into the clouds, not only its size, but even its breath was exactly the same.

It was a sweetgum tree, a sweetgum tree alienated by the qi of yin and yang life and death. The sweetgum tree is born with a strong but tranquil fragrance, and when autumn comes, the maple leaves turn red and the fragrance drifts away with the wind. The sweetgum tree is very beautiful, and it is also a very special medicine, but its medicinal properties can only appear every 100 years, when the maple leaves turn red.

At the very first moment of the morning light, the scent of the sweetgum tree grows thinly and lingers on the leaves. Collecting the aroma at this time can nourish the soul and essence and make it last. This unique medicinal property makes people love and hate, not because of the gap of a hundred years, but because of the aroma collection.

Traditionally, only leaves, flowers, and root bark have been collected, and although this fragrance is wonderful, it is too ethereal. Therefore, people have always only absorbed the aroma and cultivated under the hundred-year-old red maple, and almost never collected it into medicine. There was once a medicine venerable who laughed and said that if it could be used in medicine, the fragrance of this sweetgum tree would be at least five grades or more, after all, any medicinal materials for the divine soul were extremely rare.

Now that this sweetgum tree has been alienated by the qi of life and death, I don't know if it has such a wonderful use, if it does, this trip will really make a profit. However, this 100-year period is also a problem, if it is not a 100-year period, then don't you have to come again after that?

With his chin dragged, the wind evil sat under the sweetgum tree, pinching a verdant leaf in his hand, leisurely fanning the wind back and forth. However, to say that he is leisurely is also a little wronged by this son, after all, people's eyes glanced at the sun in the distance, and they did not relax for a moment.

Sure enough! I said that this last place is too real! This is the real place at all! It's just that it has been added to the illusion by the Hub-lost Bird! It's time, and it actually slows down time! Putting the soul in the illusion is a good way to delay the collapse!

No wonder the previous three illusions were so weak, they didn't even have a spatial barrier, it turned out that it spent all its strength here. But this bird is too stupid, the power of time is far stronger than the power of space, although it has the talent to manipulate time, but it does not have enough strength. It's just the pinnacle of foundation building, such a weak strength, if it weren't in its own illusion, I'm afraid that just a breath can kill it.

"Hub fan, you also have a spiritual mind, you are going to die!" Wind Evil couldn't help but shout at the sky. There is obviously no contract in this earthly star, and there is no trace of this bird being bound by people. The master means, it can be free, it doesn't go outside to be happy, and it actually consumes its own life to maintain the master's soul.

This stupid bird, it's so stupid. Feng Evil was actually a little distressed.

With a shout, the three big birds flew down with a flutter.

"You're going to die! You're going to die! you're going to leave your soul behind!" the hub fan flapped his wings, hovering around the wind and flapping desperately.

"You stupid bird! I don't bother to bother with you! I ask you, those two souls are obviously one to die and the other to live, when you can only renew the soul of one person, why do you have to renew two?"

As soon as the wind evil words came out, the bird actually stopped, and looked at the wind evil like a child. The little eyes are watery, and the expression is a little too humane. So surprised, so helpless, so wronged!

"How do you know? How do you know?" the hub bird flew down and landed on the opposite side of the wind evil.

"This enchantment is full of life and death qi, but except for those two dead souls, there is no strange treasure with such energy, it is obvious that the two of them are fighting there, and there is nothing to see. Wind Demon pouted and smiled.

"I can't help it, they're inseparable. The hub fan hung his head, and the two claws of the bird rubbed on the ground.

"Why can't they be separated, they're all gone?" asked the Wind Evil.

"The master didn't want to be separated from her, and neither did the woman. I don't know what's going on with these two people, they swore to death before, and they were obviously dead and alive before. My master too, let her die if she wants to die, it's been more than a thousand years, and she won't let go if she is alive or dead. ”

It's a man and a woman, it's no wonder. Men are yang, women are yin, life is yang, and death is yin. The yang obsession is for life, and it turns into the power of the yang. The yin obsession is death, and it turns into the power of the yin. Both of them are robbing immortals, and with the help of the maple tree, this place of life and death is also a matter of course.

The sun was just in the middle of the day, but suddenly it was dark, and a hurricane rose out of thin air on the lake. The hub bird fluttered its wings, and when it took off, it actually kicked at the wind evil.

"Little one, I'm sorry. I want my master, give me your soul. ”

The sound of the bird was still in my ears, but the wind evil fell into the shallows after a plop. It was pitch black all around, and the water that was once knee-deep was now as deep as the sea. In the water, the wind evil seems to be bound by something, like a stone, unable to move.

I didn't expect to be pitted by a bird, and the wind was so stupid that I wanted to cry without tears. What binds him is the fog peculiar to the hub bird. However, it has used too much power to maintain the illusion, and although this fog is the pinnacle of foundation building, it is only an empty shelf.

The wind demon shook all over, and the restraints shattered one by one. However, just as he was about to swim back to the surface, two vague figures suddenly appeared in the space below him. A man and a woman, one in front of the other, walked towards a palace, but halfway through, the man suddenly stopped.

"Long win!" the woman turned slowly, looking at him expectantly.

"I'm sorry, I still can't. The man said abruptly, slowly lowering his head.

"Why? If you have said it, why should you break your promise, if you have chosen, why should you give up, if you love, why not! Why not!" said the woman, excitedly, but she always tried to restrain herself, and kept the last shred of her senses.

"I'm sorry, Zanghua, I have to go. As he spoke, the man looked at the woman reluctantly, as if it would be the last time they looked at each other.

On the shore of the bridge, the woman did not chase. The thick mist covering her pretty eyes slowly fell, falling into the water under the bridge and turning into red lotus. The red lotus was set off together with the despair, anger, and sorrow in her eyes. When the man disappears, the woman brushes up her sleeves. Everything in front of her eyes is broken, and behind her, too.