General You had already taken a bow and arrow in his hand, and the beast jumped to a high place as if it could still pause slightly, hanging in the air. It was at this moment that its owner drew his bowstring and shot an arrow!

The purple light of the arrow flickered, condensing the light of Yuan Force. This one is like a meteor chasing the moon, and the red bird is large, how can it be unreasonable?

But it swooped upwards in a state of danger, displacing the bronze mirror, and the arrow to its heart hit the base of its wing.

The red bird seemed to be in pain, and a mournful cry fell from the sky.

At this time, the net beast also fell from the high point, and General You was condescending, his eyes turned and focused directly on He Lingchuan, revealing ruthlessness.

This time it was a big trouble, the young man sizzled, turned around and slipped away.

What if he stays and wins, what does he do with the paper man?

But with the lesson of the red bird in front of him, he jumped into the canopy of the big tree as soon as he was on his waist, lest the general You greet him with another arrow.

General You pointed in the direction of He Lingchuan's escape: "Capture the enemy general, life or death!"

The guards behind him answered, and chased after them.

In particular, how is he an "enemy general"? He Lingchuan guessed that ninety percent of it was the goddess who was making trouble behind it.

As he fled, he heard General You say, "Thank you Senior Brother Qingxu for your help!"

"What you can!" The sorcerer in mid-air snorted, "These demon immortals are too rampant, and they will come back one after another if they don't teach them a lesson!"

Senior Brother Qingxu? Fairy?

He Lingchuan silently wrote down these two words.

General You and Qingxu are brothers in the same sect?

Besides, the language they speak is different from today, if He Lingchuan hadn't really worked hard to study hard, and there were usually Sun Lingling practicing and taking exams, I'm afraid he wouldn't have understood it.

That's right, these are all ancient immortals!

To this day, there are very few living people who can use it.

These evil ghosts play well and enter the play, and if they pretend to be true and sing all over the time, will they come true?

The cavalry behind was surprisingly fast, and several times he was so dangerous that he was almost overtaken.

If it weren't for the buildings in the streets and alleys here, He Lingchuan would really not be able to get rid of them. In the end, he simply jumped into a burning mansion, and the cavalry could not follow, so they had to rein in their horses and run around the perimeter, and returned to their lives without finding him.

It wasn't until they left that He Lingchuan came out of the fire.

He wears a divine bone necklace and is not afraid of the flames, even the true fire of the red bird.

But it is inevitable that the face will be blackened.

The building was burned down and collapsed in a blink of an eye, and no one nearby dared to stand, so he hurried out of the scene.

After a race against time, He Lingchuan now has time to consider his situation.

Previously, he was about to rush to Gan's house and catch Gan Sanye, why did the goddess appear on this battlefield out of thin air with a wave of her hand?

Obviously, even in this strange place, the goddess can't kill him at once, otherwise why do you have all these things that you don't have?

The last picture he received through the eyeball spider was that Gan Sanye made a contract with the goddess, and the latter turned into ashes on the spot.

It's really, hard to convince a damn ghost.

Gan Sanye knew that the goddess was sneaky, but in the end he still did it.

In the end, he lost to his fears.

He Lingchuan thought back to the battle in Fangcai City, the destructive power of the red bird was amazing, and it could easily summon a large number of fire tornadoes, as if it could take on a city by itself. He doubted that the big demons of the Northern Demon Kingdom had such means.

As for the Qingxu monk and the other six people can fly in the sky, this is obviously not something that today's sorcerers can do, in the world where there is a lack of aura, how can any sorcerer still fly?

Besides, they call the red bird a "demon fairy", right?

He Lingchuan had a bold conjecture in his mind. By the way, the paper man he killed in Zizhuyuan earlier said that he was a centurion under General You.

In other words, the demons on these two sides come from the same origin?

Well, he's got to get out as soon as possible.

At this moment, he suddenly saw another commotion in front of him, and several horses fled in front, Xiaolin

The army pursued behind.

Hey, in this weird scene, there are actually familiar faces?

He Lingchuan recognized at a glance that it was Wu Jinsong and others who were on the run.

It's just that there were seven or eight of them, and now there are only three left.

"Come here!" He greeted Wu Jinsong.

Hearing this, the three men rode towards him, and their pursuers followed.

He Lingchuan relied on his divine bone necklace and was not afraid of burning, jumped into the burning building twice, used his true strength on his feet, and trampled on two logs.

Wu Jinsong had just run past the foot of He Lingchuan when he heard a loud "boom", and when he turned around, he saw a burning big wood falling from the sky and smashing accurately on the head of the pursuer!

The sergeant in the back row urgently reined in his horse and did not dare to step forward again.

The giant tree exploded twice, and sparks splattered everywhere.

But there was a man who came out of the fire, like a leisurely stroll, not afraid of the raging flames behind him.

Wu Jinsong and the others were stunned.

Even if their five senses are dull at the moment, they can't help but sigh "This kid is so handsome".

However, He Lingchuan's scarf was only three seconds away, because another giant tree was also burned and smashed down.

He jumped to the back seat of Wu Jinsong with an arrow step: "Go, let's go!" What are these fools doing in a daze? Wasting his hard-earned time.

The four of them fled frantically on horseback.

Nine turns and eighteen turns ran out of a mile away, the shouting and killing around became weaker and weaker, and there were no pursuers behind, so Wu Jinsong and the others slowed down their horses.

He Lingchuan asked him, "How did you get in here?" These people were finally rescued, and there is really no way to go in heaven.

"We searched around the lake a few times, but we didn't find any clues, and we felt tired and tired, so we wanted to settle down in the county." They were brought in for days, barely water, rice, and it was strange that they were not thirsty or tired. "I entered here as soon as I came down the mountain, and I lost four brothers."

There were seven of them, and four were killed because they were outnumbered.

"You didn't make it to Wuze County?"

"Nope."

He Lingchuan also roughly understood that what he had entered before was probably not the real Wu Ze County, but a strange space similar to this battlefield.

The question is, how do you get out?

"Whether it's the illusion formation or the labyrinth space, there will be flaws, and there will be a glimmer of life." This is not the benevolence of the caster, but the law, if there is no living door, this space itself will not be able to be built at all. He asked the cavalrymen, "What do you find that is very different from the outside world along the way?"

Wu Jinsong smiled bitterly: "Everything here is very different from the outside world, and everything is not coordinated."

Can the outside world be like this?

"I was the first to enter Wuze County, and I wasn't sent here until I wanted to stop Gan Sanye from making a contract with the Divine Mother. He Lingchuan groaned, "Why didn't you throw me here from the beginning?"

Wu Jinsong asked, "It's easier to kill you in Wuze County?"

"That said, this battlefield is not its first choice. Isn't it because of ...... Why is it difficult to control? He Lingchuan looked at the city in the fire, "The evil ghosts here are all involved in the play, and they all play their own roles, maybe they don't listen to its command?"

Wu Jinsong was even more confused: "What evil ghost?" He has lost his soul, but his IQ has not dropped, why can't he understand?

He Lingchuan looked at their expressions and confirmed that his guess was correct, only he could identify the evil ghosts and paper people running around the scene, and everyone else was blinded.

He was about to speak, when suddenly he said:

The eyeball spider is suddenly far away!

He was busy dealing with this battlefield before, and he didn't change his perspective again, but he could still vaguely feel the direction and distance of the eyeball spider.

Needless to say, the direction is extremely erratic, sometimes in the east, sometimes in the west, He Lingchuan can't follow the trace, as if the place he is in is a circle, and Gan Sanye walks in the outer circle.

However, at this moment, he felt that the distance between himself and the eyeball spider suddenly widened, so large that the connection between the two sides was as if there was no contact.

Is the signal bad? Where did it go?

He Lingchuan immediately switched perspectives.

The eyeball spider was still lying on Gan Sanye, and from its point of view, the scenery was no longer the Gan family's house.

There are bamboo forests, barren grass, half-decadent small buildings, and a pool of clear water in the back-

It seems that Gan Sanye has actually returned to Mochou Lake again!

He walked slowly back to the building, straightened his chair, sat down at the table, and then placed the mirror on the table.

Mirror?

At this time, the eyeball spider had quietly leaned on Gan Sanye's shoulder, looked down from its angle, and just saw the bronze mirror through:

The mirror is no longer yellow, but a scene of flames and black smoke flying together, monsters and armies fighting.

It's not like a mirror, it's like a screen.

This scene is so familiar, isn't it the battlefield you are in? It's just that Gan Sanye has changed his overall perspective from above. He Lingchuan's heart suddenly changed:

Turns out to be in the mirror?

He suddenly remembered two details:

Fang just rushed into the courtyard of Gan's house, and the huge white marble shadow wall was painted with a picture of the moon before the flower, and the side was blank.

It doesn't make sense.

In addition to the role of the shadow wall to cover the scenery behind and create a winding path and quiet artistic conception, most of them also engrave inscriptions to enhance interest. The He family moved twice, and Mrs. Ying paid special attention to the shadow wall.

There's a painting on that wall, but where are the words?

Painting without inscriptions, it's like a beauty who goes out without grease powder, who else recognizes you?

He had jumped over the shadow wall before, and he didn't have time to look at it, but when he glanced down on the full moon door, he still saw a line of crooked small words:

Mo Er came here for a visit.

At the base of the wall at the bottom of the door, it was covered by greenery, probably written by charcoal, and I don't know how long ago it was left. If it weren't for He Lingchuan's condescendingness, he would almost not be able to see it.

Most importantly, the line is reversed.

It's as if he writes a few words on his hand and then looks in the mirror, and the words reflected in the mirror are reversed.

Thinking about it from here, after he returned to Wuze County, it seemed that he had not seen a plaque, signboard, or couplet, and even the signboard of Zizhuyuan was completely blocked by the swaying bamboo branches.

Thinking about it at the moment, it was that the owner of the mirror did not want him to discover the secret.

It's just that there is still a little bit of skimmer in Baimi, and the small words on the full moon door have not even been noticed by it, so naturally they will not erase it.

But that was in Wuze County.

"Go there!" He Lingchuan looked nearby, and motioned for Wu Jinsong to ride his horse and approach a five-story tower.