The tomb is illusory, and all things are true, good, and beautiful.

Haotian Tomb, the corridor seems to have no end, so that people keep moving forward. From time to time, the corners of the corridor can still be found dry immortal bones and dark golden divine blood.

No one knows how many years these bones have existed here, maybe 10 billion years, maybe 20 billion years, no one knows.

Suddenly, everyone was surprised to find that a group of erratic phantoms were floating towards them, about two kilometers away from them. And none of them in this group discovered the existence of "them", not even Ziqing.

The hearts of the people sank, and they knew that the first calamity was coming!

The group of old men of the Zi family subconsciously protected Ziwei and Zhao Feiyan in the middle of them, Ziwei's strength has improved greatly, and they can even be called sages.

Now it is not a question of whether or not to call the Sage of Ban, but even the immortals like him cannot detect the existence of those phantoms.

Ziqing is the strongest, standing at the forefront of everyone.

With a soft snort, his right hand was pushed out heavily, and the endless power of true immortals filled every corner of the corridor, and the fiery red liliang instantly approached hundreds of thousands of degrees Celsius, which was enough to melt everything here. There was a "swish" sound, and the cobwebs left on the wall for countless years were burned clean in an instant.

The endless immortal power was like a column of water filling every corner of this place, and then rushed towards those erratic phantoms.

It's just that this is not sea water, it is the endless and terrifying immortal power of the True Immortal Seven Heavens.

The other people were also extremely surprised in their hearts, such a powerful liliang was enough to destroy the world outside, and the mountains only needed a little liliang to leak out to be destroyed and collapsed in an instant. But not even a single stone block can be moved here, you can imagine how solid the building materials of this corridor are, the lowest is the stone of the fairy world, and it may be something from a higher plane.

Ziqing is a soul master of the fire system and the wind system, majoring in the wind system, the deity has cultivated to the True Immortal Seventh Heaven, and the fire deity True Immortal Quadruple Heaven, and stayed in the Heavenly Star Palace in Tianxing City.

In the next moment, the domineering fire-based true immortal power was originally the nemesis of the evil thing, and it instantly burned the four phantoms floating in the air, and there was not even any flying ash left. The rest of the liliang kept rushing down the corridor, all the way far, far away, and no one knew where the liliangzuihou had dissipated.

Ziqing was secretly surprised in her heart, fortunately, this first tribulation passed easily, if this little thing will take a long time, then really, it will cast a shadow on the hearts of these people, and it will be difficult to go on for so long in the future.

Ling Tian said: "Those phantoms just now, at such a close distance of two thousand meters, none of us even noticed it, there are only two possibilities, one is that there is no trace of soul fluctuations, and the other is that the soul liliang is higher than all of us present. Obviously, the second is untenable. And what is it that has no soul fluctuations!"

Ye Lin, the Holy Lord of the Dark Holy City, said: "There are no soul fluctuations, naturally they are dead people, and those people are no longer considered dead people, but a kind of phantom that can only be produced in a kind of tomb." ”

That kind of phantom is in a long-term closed state, and it is a damp and dark environment, at least an immortal-level corpse can be generated by soaking in water, that kind of phantom has no physical attack, only soul attack, and if your soul power is lower than the sage level, then it is dangerous, and you may face the danger of being killed in seconds.

Fortunately, the young master Ziwei's natural resources, small strength, and soul power have all reached the middle stage of the sage, which makes my generation ashamed.

Ziwei smiled and didn't speak.

Lawrence said: "The Dark Lord really knows a lot, you know everything like this......

Everyone's ears are very sharp, how can they not hear the smell.

Ye Lin wanted to say something, but Zuihou closed his mouth again.

Ziqing said coldly, "Now is not the time for internal strife, even if there was a grievance outside before, it is also a grievance outside, and it will be resolved when we go out, now we are on the same front, if we are not careful, we may be wiped out." It's not unheard of in history, we're all inheritance families, don't you understand?"

Benedict said: "Old City Lord Ziqing, I'm sorry, this (Lawrence) kid is still very immature, your boss has a lot, don't worry about him." ”

Zi Qing snorted coldly and said, "The appearance of this phantom indicates that there must be water near here, let's look for it carefully." ”

Everyone nodded, and they all cautiously continued to walk towards the end of the corridor.

On the wall, after the burning of purple and blue, the true face of the wall was completely revealed, and the traces of the sword of the year appeared more clear, deep and deep, dense, and disorderly. wordlessly shows the glory of the year here, and has also experienced endless vicissitudes.

In this way, everyone seemed to have walked more than 100,000 meters, and suddenly, the whole shijie suddenly became enlightened.

It is no longer an endless corridor, but a place of great beauty.

The sound of the small bridge and the murmuring of the water, the shade of the trees is verdant, and the shadow of the sun is faint. Fish swim happily in the water, and several grass huts are half-hidden in the bamboo forest. The mountains were high, the white clouds were faint, and there were a few goshawks hovering in the sky, as if they had seen them.

Everyone was shocked in their hearts, this road was completely different from what their predecessors said, what their predecessors experienced was an extremely dangerous road, and after a hard fight, Zuihou came out alive.

Now it is an extremely beautiful shijie, even if they have been in a high position for countless years, they have seen a lot of wonders in the world, for the scene here, they are still very envious, very yearning for such a beautiful retirement place.

Everyone seemed to be enchanted, and they were wandering around without direction. And the only one who is sober is Ziwei alone.

When he arrived here, the Liliang of the law of space had already integrated into every corner of here, and he found that this place was not a real shijie at all, but an illusion.

Ziwei raised her arms and shouted, "Wake me up!"

In an instant, an extremely strong liliang burst out from his body, waking everyone present.

Ziqing and they were very embarrassed by a group of people, and they lost their souls in front of a junior, and they were rescued by their juniors. Similarly, they were also afraid for a while, if it weren't for the existence of crape myrtle, they would have all explained it here.

Zhu Rongfeng said: "Ziwei Xiaoer, I am here for you, you saved our big guy's life, if you need my help in the future, I will do my best." ”

Ziwei said coldly: "Old man, I haven't settled accounts with you yet, when I wait for my Sage, I will challenge you, I hope you don't run away." ”

Zhu Rongfeng daxiao said: "I'm waiting for you to invite you to fight!"

Ziwei said: "Everything here is fake, to put it simply, this is an illusion, but everything in the illusion is real! ”

Space - Breaker!

The right foot stepped down heavily, and a strong black gas burst out from the sole of the foot. I only heard the sound of glass lamps breaking, and the surrounding scene was also changing drastically.

The water is still the same water, the fish is still the same fish, the trees are still the same trees, the bamboo forest is still the same bamboo forest, and the goshawk is still the goshawk. However, they have also changed dramatically.

All of them became a moving thing, from a dead thing to a sapient living being.

The bamboos in the woods turned into one tree spirit after another, and the water in the river was quickly sucked dry by the fish, and then grew in size, becoming a two-foot tall fish spirit. And the goshawks in the sky, with a loud shout, swooped down and attacked their group.

Ziqing frowned slightly and said: "This is a group of tricks that have been transformed into killing tools, "Grass and Trees are Soldiers" I didn't expect this legendary spell to appear here, these things are just weapons fabricated by that person, and they are all in the middle of the Sage, it's really terrifying!"

The crowd didn't have time to be in a daze, and the thousands of tree spirits formed by the trees had already pounced on them.

Ziqing's advantage lies in the overall liliang strength, and they are better than the number, and the most terrifying thing is that what level is that zuihou person?

The twelve true immortals of the Zi family did not move, Ziwei Zhao Feiyan also did not move, Lu An did not make a move, except for these fifteen people, the other forty-five people all turned into streamers, like a long sword that broke through the sky, rushing towards the east and west in the many tree spirit groups.

can enter here, except for this special time, which brought Ziwei and Zhao Feiyan in, the others, which one is not a person who stepped into the immortal with one foot, their strength can also be described as earth-shattering.

Ling Tian just stood there, his hands turning into dragon claws, tearing apart one tree spirit after another with a wide opening and closing.

He doesn't need a weapon, his claws are the most haode weapon.

Dark green blood spurted out in an instant, staining Ling Tian's body a patch of green. Ling Tian didn't care about these at all, he had already killed him.

Back then, in order to hunt down an enemy, he slaughtered 30,000 miles, and finally killed the enemy, this illustrious prestige also laid the foundation of his identity on the mainland, and he was known as a generation of tyrants.

Ling Tian no longer knew how many tree spirits he had torn with his hands, there were countless of them, after each tree spirit died, the dark green blood flowed out, and it directly turned into flying ashes and disappeared.

Ziwei, who was watching the battle on the side, kept paying attention to her every move in this space.

He found that in the only thatched hut that had not changed, there was a subtle fluctuation of Yuan Force.

Using the power of space, I carefully found that there was still a person inside, looking at their group of people casually.

Ziwei's heart sank, could it be that he was the one behind it???

(To be continued) ask for three votes, there are still at night, I drank too much last night, and I have a headache...... So ,,,, forgive me......