When the iron arhat opened his eyes again, dark golden pillars and pitch-black crystal ground came into his eyes, and he was now in a dark hall.

The mist around him and the slightly rippling space made him excited.

"Wechen greets Your Majesty."

Completely instinctively, the iron arhat got up and knelt down, burying his head deep into the depths of the main hall.

"You say, Your Majesty? This is where the Emperor usually sees you? ”

However, it was not the emperor who lived in the depths of the hall in his memory in response to the Iron Arhat's kneeling, but another enemy who gave him unforgettable memories.

Hearing this voice, Tie Luohan immediately remembered what kind of situation he was in now.

"The scene in your memory, there is also this space of mist and turmoil?"

Shen Yi paced from the end of the hall, the simple monk's robe on his body couldn't hide that weird temperament, the inhuman skin and pure black eyes gave people an invisible sense of heterogeneity, and the black hair nearly half a zhang long spread out in the air behind him, slightly hooked upward, like a raised magic hand.

This is naturally the depths of Tie Luohan's consciousness, after Shen Yi engraved the talisman on Tie Luohan, his subconscious communicated with the Illusory Realm, allowing Shen Yi to spy on his memory, but he didn't expect that the most memorable place in the depths of Tie Luohan's subconscious would be here.

Shen Yi looked at the overflowing mist and the slightly rippling space around him, and a ridiculous feeling appeared in his heart.

This mist and rippling space is too illusory······ Or rather, the characteristics that often appear in dreams. It is only because the situation is formed by the subconscious of human beings, and the human heart is changeable, and even the most memorable scenes can be turbulent and changing at any time, so such changes occur.

But at this moment, this mist and rippling space is not a scene of the too illusory realm itself, but evolves according to the memory of the iron arhat.

In other words, the place where the Iron Arhat met the emperor was most likely in a dream.

This kind of conjecture even Shen Yi felt ridiculous and felt quite unreal.

'But if my conjecture is true, then this emperor ······'

All of a sudden, countless thoughts popped up in Shen Yi's heart.

The current Emperor of the Apocalypse has gradually reduced the number of times he has been to the court nearly ten years ago, and he has never been to the court since eight years ago, but his control over the court is increasing unabated, even if he has lived in the deep palace for a long time, he still presses the ministers of the court to dare not act rashly.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse took the three law divisions as his eyes and ears, supervised the government and the opposition, and balanced all parties with amazing power and magic methods, that is, what happened three years ago, otherwise this great mystery would still be firmly in the hands of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

But such an emperor wants to use the illusory realm to meet the courtiers.

If Shen Yi's conjecture is true, then he has never really met the courtiers in the eight years since the Emperor of the Apocalypse no longer went to court.

Is the person on the throne today still the same person as it was eight years ago?

Shen Yi didn't know, but he wanted to know.

"This great mystery is becoming more and more interesting."

He smiled softly, and the hair on the side of his face rose sharply, like a long whip, hitting the punch that struck him.

The chaotic evil thoughts were transmitted, and the iron arhat fell into madness again, and even because it was in the depths of his consciousness, he was even more seriously tainted.

"You can't win in reality, and you can't win in the realm of fantasy."

Shen Yi smiled, his body flickered like a ghost, and suddenly appeared in front of Tie Luohan, and he opened his dancing arm with one palm and pressed it on the top of his head.

"Be obedient."

Under the black curtain, that was the last sight that the iron arhat saw.

······

In reality, Shen Yi, who was flying, stopped and put down the sturdy young man he was holding in his hand.

After using some unspeakable method to track down the scent of the clouds, he devoted himself to two things, and while tracking the way, he opened the door of convenience to the Arhat to convert to the only Savior and Heavenly Father. Because his consciousness is divided into two bodies, he is completely able to easily do two things.

At present, the iron arhat has been successfully transformed, and Shen Yi also found that the smell is getting closer and closer, and the phosphorus fire around him is constantly swaying, with his sensitivity to the yin qi, he can also sense a turbulent qi like a river is stirring, and its location is not far away.

"Boom!"

The energy collided like thunder, shaking the rock wall, and the sound of rock cracking was mixed in.

The source of the sound sounded impressively overlapping with the direction of the clouds.

Shen Yi and the others didn't have much time, and in the most optimistic case, they only had two hours to stop the earthquake from erupting.

Therefore, according to the plan, after entering the crack in the ground, it is to smash the Yellow Dragon and meet at the place where the evil qi is the strongest. Looking at this situation now, Zhan Meng and the others are already fighting with the enemy.

"You go and meet the people of the Three Law Divisions, and then confirm the location of the Four Princes and inform me."

Shen Yi instructed the Iron Arhat who had just woken up.

This talented young generation of the Three Law Divisions has already turned into the shape of Shen Yi, and after hearing this command, which can be called a great rebellion, he didn't say a word, just lowered his hood, nodded slightly, and left without hesitation.

He wanted to confirm the location of the four princes, and then use the ether illusory realm to summon Shen Yi and ask Shen Yi to exchange feelings with that Tianhuang noble.

Shen Yi was slightly moved, his facial appearance changed, and in a blink of an eye, he had put on a vest, his figure flickered like a ghost, stepping on the white bones that could be seen everywhere, and he crossed a protruding high platform, and his eyes suddenly opened up.

The jagged ground was adjacent to a deep crevice, and a turquoise glow erupted from the crack like a waterfall against the current.

Several figures were fighting fiercely about thirty feet away.

The wind was howling, the turquoise ghost fire was dancing, and there were dark air currents flowing around, sometimes turning into all kinds of strange faces, making the sound of ghosts crying and howling.

This is the yin spirit that is born in the mass grave.

These Yin Spirits are full of resentment, flying around with resentment towards the living, wanting to take all life, but under the five strange lights, even the Yin Spirits are manipulated and driven by them.

The person who drives the Yin Spirit is none other than Xuanhuang!

According to Chen Tianyuan's idea, he used the formation to pull the enemy to the same level as his own, and then he had to rely on his rich experience to defeat them.

Shen Yi, who can devour souls, Xuanhuang, who can control ghosts, and a slacker who comes and goes without a trace, are all players with rich experience.

As for the ······

At present, he should be a pendant, responsible for waving the flag and shouting.

Xuanhuang and Zhanmeng were all here, and what was hostile to them was a group of martial artists with different styles of clothing and pigtails on their heads.

Shen Yi could see at a glance that they were not from the Central Plains.

I overestimate myself, not to mention the first order of 15,000, this data, even half of it is just over, the difference is too big.

The subscription ratio is not even twenty to one, just a miserable word.

Adjust your mood first, let's watch three more today.

There will be two more shifts in the afternoon.

(End of chapter)