Xiao Mo spoke coldly, and unexpectedly, the old man still had a smile on his face, as if he hadn't heard his question at all. It's just that the body is constantly approaching, and it looks like it's about to bump into Xiao Mo.

"Hey ......"

However, before Xiao Mo could say the next sentence, the whole person was stunned.

The gray-robed old man actually passed directly through his body without the slightest obstruction, as if he didn't exist at all!

"This ......"

Xiao Mo looked down at his hands, they were almost transparent, even the lines in the palms were hidden, and more importantly, not only the palms, but even the entire body was the same. At this time, Xiao Mo is like those so-called ghosts.

Translucent, invisible body.

"Why am I here?"

However, Xiao Mo was just about to think about it, when a sharp stinging pain came from his head, as if something was preventing him from thinking about this, everything seemed very weird. Xiao Mo only vaguely remembered that the divine soul he was supposed to help Tang Daofeng destroy the demon thoughts appeared here?

"True, False, False......"

The voice like a mantra sounded again, and Xiao Mo's heart flashed a trace of irritability inexplicably, wanting to gather internal strength, but he found that there was no more than half of the strength in his body, so he could only give up helplessly and let the voice continue to sound.

"Huh?"

As the scriptures passed, Xiao Mo's eyes flashed with a hint of surprise, and his heart fell into unprecedented tranquility, and some things gradually recovered from his mind, and the course of the matter gradually became clear.

From the Cloud Beast's illusion, to the fact that he was trapped here, and everything that had happened in the Misty Forest before.

Xiao Mo couldn't figure out why the memories that suddenly poured out were more things in the misty forest. Could it be that all of this is connected in some way? I couldn't figure it out, but fortunately, I finally understood that at this time, he should have fallen into the strongest illusion of the cloud beast.

As for how to get out of trouble, Xiao Mo didn't have the slightest impression.

Perhaps, the cloud beast doesn't know how to crack it.

"Well, maybe it's all doomed!"

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Useless efforts Xiao Mo would never do. It's better to find a solution from this illusion, maybe there will be something that will change all this.

The cloud beast's illusion was not originally aimed at him, but with him as a medium, and the main target was the demonic thought, but he appeared in this illusion, and what was even more strange was that everything here was so real.

Not only for the mist of the Misty Forest, but even for the gray-robed old man, more importantly. Xiao Mo could actually feel the pain personally.

The tingling pain in his head wasn't his hallucination.

However, all this is just a trivial matter, and what is more worth paying attention to is what mystery is contained in the words that keep echoing in the ears?

"True and false, virtual and real, illusory artistic conception ......"

Xiao Mo sat cross-legged, closing his eyes and meditating. Open your heart and muttered the content of that strange voice over and over again. Like a monk who has entered meditation, he keeps repeating obscure scriptures over and over again, and even he himself forgets how many times he has recited.

He could only feel as if the scriptures had been etched in his mind as time passed. Nothing can erase them.

In his mind, the white rays seemed to be pulled by something, and gradually condensed towards the center of Xiao Mo's sea of knowledge, forming cyclones strangely, which seemed very abrupt in the transparent body.

In a slowly spinning cyclone. The white mangs gathered more and more, and gradually there was no trace of transparency anymore, leaving only a milky white vortex.

As the whirlpool swirled, a trace of memory gradually poured out, but Xiao Mo's face gradually became solemn, and a faint look of surprise flashed in his eyes. These memories do not belong to him!

In the deep mountains, there are hundreds of miles in a radius, although it does not look majestic, but it is also very precipitous, and it is a place of evil mountains and rivers at a glance. At the foot of the mountain is a dense jungle, and Xiao Mo is dazzled by the complex terrain, and in the rocky mountains and forests, there is a faint roar of demon beasts.

What is this place?

Although his memory is not very complete, this place has never been seen before, and even the faintly revealed figure of the demon beast is simply unheard of. What was even more terrifying was that the aura on the demon beast's body was not weaker than the existence of a high-level royal king.

However, according to his guess, that demon beast was just a random one here, and there were countless demon beasts like this.

"Boom!"

When Xiao Mo was still surprised by the level of demon beasts here, there was a sudden thunderstorm in the sky, and the originally clear sky was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, but there was no thunder in sight, only endless white rays rose into the sky, and in the blink of an eye, the mountains and rocky mountains and forests were all covered.

A trace of shock quickly climbed into Xiao Mo's eyes, and the sudden white light was clearly the same as the white light in the sea of his knowledge at this time, and he could clearly feel that the rich white light actually covered all the thunder that was about to fall.

What exactly is this white mang?

With doubts in his belly, Xiao Mo looked at it patiently.

"Click!"

There was another roar that resounded through the mountains and forests, however, under the cover of the white mang, nothing could be seen at all. As soon as his mind moved, Xiao Mo's eyes came to the source of the white mang's storm, a bottomless abyss.

Countless white mangs surged up from the bottom of the cliff, like a volcanic eruption, and the rich white mangs did not feel the slightest killing intent, and even gave people an inexplicable sense of comfort. Those demon beasts that were originally roaring were also lying comfortably in the white mang, as if they were enjoying something.

Dreamland?

Xiao Mo reacted immediately, and the source of these things was clearly no different from the white mangs of the cloud beast.

Could it be that under this abyss, there is actually the abode of the cloud beast?

It seemed that he was aware of Xiao Mo's thoughts, and suddenly there was a flower in front of him, and when his eyes were bright again, Xiao Mo's face was already full of shock. Everything here is the same as in the Misty Forest, except that the white mist here seems to be thicker.

There are also vaguely recognizable flowers and plants around, one by one as if they are drunk, Xiao Mo's heart is horrified, this is clearly a sign of falling into the illusion.

Aren't even plants immune?(To be continued.) )