Chapter 421: Memories are True, Illusions Are False

I was about to go over, but when I saw this man in a robe, I changed my mind.

I can be sure that he is not from Maoshan.

It's just that the Taoist robe on his body has the symbol of Maoshan Mountain.

At this time, the young ghost gentleman looked at the man in the Taoist robe with a cold face, "The bastard of Maoshan, I must have killed you today!" ”

After speaking, a force erupted from the whole body of the young ghost gentleman, and in an instant, he was shrouded in black mist, and the whole person looked as if he had become a fog man.

With this change, he gave me the feeling that it was suddenly a little more terrifying.

It's not that his strength has directly reached the point where I am jealous, but at this moment he feels like a different person for me.

I suddenly understood why Mr. Ghost when he was young didn't seem to have a sense of belonging to the corpse chaser, but he was still able to live here peacefully, and the village chief's attitude towards him was so complicated.

Now it seems that Mr. Ghost when he was young was different from ordinary people.

And with the change of the young ghost gentleman, the corpse puppet lord suddenly let out a roar again, and the next moment it directly dragged the young ghost gentleman to his shoulder, one person, one corpse at this time actually gave me a feeling of becoming one.

"Smash him!"

Young Mr. Ghost shouted.

The figure in the Taoist robe didn't react much, but at the same time as the seal on his hand, a dark cloud suddenly appeared in the air, and at the same time, black thunder appeared.

"Nine Heavens Thunder Town Evil!"

With a light sound, the phantom behind the robed man pointed at the Lord of the Corpse Golem at the same time, and the surging black thunder in the air seemed to be guided, and slashed directly towards the Lord of the Corpse Golem.

As I watched this, my eyes shrank slightly.

This thunder law summoning seems to be a means of Maoshan Yimai, but the breath is full of the breath of the city god.

Moreover, the power of this blow is very powerful, and it should have reached the level of the strength of the city god guarding Huangquan Road.

After thinking about it for a moment, I didn't hesitate any longer.

Knowing all this is just an illusion.

But even Mr. Ghost in the fantasy world can't die.

I took out the Earth Immortal Sword and slashed it out, rushing to the center of the corpse puppet lord and the man in the robe at the same time as fast as I could, and slashed out again at the same time.

"When did the self-proclaimed god Chenghuang rely on people disguised as Maoshan to do these things of stealing chickens and dogs?"

While the two swords blocked the black thunder, I pointed at the robed figure.

"Who are you?"

The robed figure finally spoke.

"Maoshan ......"

"You're not from Maoshan."

Before he could finish his sentence, I interrupted him.

Even if he tried his best to suppress his voice and make his voice sound more normal, I could still hear the arrogance in his voice.

This pride comes from his true identity.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be the city god guarding the Huangquan Road under this corpse chasing village, right?"

Hearing this, he fell silent.

"I don't understand what you're talking about."

As soon as the words fell, his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he pinched the seal in his hand again, and then the black thunder that was supposed to attack the Lord of the Corpse Puppet blasted towards me in an instant.

I didn't dodge, I just looked at him.

At this moment, I suddenly understood what this second obstacle was.

The second obstacle should be regarded as the first collision between me and Taishan Mansion Jun here.

It doesn't matter if it's false or real.

The important thing is whether I can survive under the means of Taishan Mansion King in this illusion, and what I have seen and what happened before only makes it seem a little more real.

Of course, I know that in my heart.

If I hadn't always understood that everything here was fake, I might have fallen into it after such a near-real experience.

The only thing that makes me unsure is whether what I see in this illusion is the past of chasing corpses, and if so, how can Taishan Mansion let me see those?

Or does all this have something to do with Mr. Ghost?

I glanced at Mr. Oni, who was standing on top of the Corpse Golem at this time, his face angry, but he had clearly calmed down and was not in a hurry to make a move.

As if sensing my gaze, he looked down at me.

I smiled.

Everything is clear.

"It seems that you still have a lot of means."

"Almost fooled me."

"But...... It doesn't matter anymore. ”

I shook my head, and after taking a look at the city god disguised as a person from Maoshan Mountain, I then looked at the statue of Taishan Mansion on the top of the mountain.

After swinging the sword again, he didn't look at the disguised figure of the city god again, but rushed towards the top of the mountain quickly.

Sure enough, as I rushed to the top of the mountain, the statue of Taishan Mansion who was silent on the top of the mountain suddenly seemed to wake up, and the ghostly light flickered all over his body, and the already tall statue seemed to be much taller at this moment, and opened his eyes as if he had come to life.

"It seems that you are growing up faster than I thought."

Taishan's voice came.

It was so light that only I could hear it.

I didn't stop, just smiled faintly: "After all, you have to grow, otherwise when I meet you, I can only run for my life?" ”

Taishan Mansion was silent for a moment.

"I told you, you only have one chance left."

"I'll wait for you."

I smiled and said disapprehantly, "I'd also like to see what kind of means you will use against me in that so-called last chance." ”

"But I don't think it's now."

Speaking of which, I stopped.

At this point, I was less than twenty meters away from him.

Even if I can be sure that he may not be as good as the phantoms I encountered before, I can still feel a depression, but it is only depression.

I didn't feel much other than being depressed.

He should also know this, and if he failed to deceive me in the illusion, he was doomed to this obstacle, and he had already lost.

Before I could do anything, his phantom was already crumbling.

I was just a little surprised that the statue didn't crumble.

The huge sarcophagus beneath the statue still exists.

But as his phantom collapsed, my vision began to change, and what I saw became blurry again, and faintly, I could only see that at this moment, it seemed that someone else had come here.

The scream of the false god Chenghuang seemed to be filled with anger and despair.

Meanwhile.

A crisp bell rang.

When I opened my eyes again, I had a dead bell in my hand.

With me not moving, it was shaking gently.