As Beihe walked forward, he saw Ji Wuya also following him.

This loyal refining corpse is always guarding him, if there is any emergency, Ji Wuya will inevitably be the first to take action to solve the trouble for him.

It didn't take long for Beihe to be a little puzzled, because as he walked, there was still an empty world around him with fire and rain.

From this, it was impossible for him to be able to walk out of this phantom array so easily.

As soon as he thought of this, Beihe subconsciously sped up.

And his speed was getting faster and faster, and in the end, he and Ji Wuya had turned into two streamers, shooting all the way forward, and appeared hundreds of zhang away in a flash.

In the process, the quiet and floating fire rain around him will not fall on Beihe's body, and then burrow into his skin, turning into a stream of red breath, which will merge into his blood.

Beihe was always feeling the rain of fire that melted into his body, and what effect it had on him, but until now he didn't have any abnormalities.

However, in his heart, there was a guess that since he was in a phantom array, these fire rains were most likely illusory poisons.

Although it will not have any effect on him in a short period of time, as time goes by, these phantom poisons will become more and more, and they may attack.

With this thought in his heart, Beihe galloped forward for more than a month, and just as his face began to become ugly, suddenly his expression moved.

I saw that a small white point of light appeared in a very far distance in front of him.

"What's that......"

Bei He stared at the white point of light, a little suspicious.

It's just that it's so far away that he can't really see it at all.

So he didn't hesitate, and his figure immediately swept towards the small white point of light.

When he got closer, he was surprised to find that the white point of light was actually a city suspended in mid-air.

At this time, he relied on his talisman and could see the small crowd of ants in the city, walking on the streets.

"Hallucinations?"

Beihe thought so in his heart.

He swept his gaze around, then continued towards the city.

I saw that the figures of him and Ji Wuya shot diagonally from mid-air, and finally appeared in front of the city.

The walls of this city are not very high, and the whole body is made of a kind of cyan stone bricks, and there are towers on the walls, and soldiers with swords are on duty with swords between them.

Looking up at the huge plaque directly above the city gate, the two big characters of "Liangcheng" are extremely eye-catching engraved on it.

Beihe's eyes rose slightly, in his heart, there was only one city called Liangcheng, and that was Liangcheng in Fengguo.

After taking a breath, he and Ji Wuya walked forward, and finally stepped into the city.

The streets of the city were no different from what he remembered. It's still full of people, and it's still lively.

Civilians dressed in cloth and warriors with swords can be seen everywhere.

Beihe walked all the way in a direction in the deepest part of his memory, and finally he and Ji Wuya appeared in front of a three-story attic.

Stopping in front of this building, looking up at the three words "Chunxiang Pavilion", Beihe's heart was full of sighs.

Even at the outer door, he could clearly hear the loud noises of many diners.

I saw him smile slightly, and then stepped into it.

As he imagined, most of the diners on the first floor were warriors from the rivers and lakes, some with swords hanging from their waists and long swords on their backs.

At this time, most people were holding wine bowls and drinking, and many people were even bare-chested and breast-baring, looking extremely heroic.

"You two are objective, what do you want!"

The shopkeeper walked up with a smile at this time, nodded and looked at Beihe and asked.

Beihe was about to answer, but when his gaze subconsciously fell on a position in the corner of the place, his expression suddenly froze.

In that familiar corner, there sat two people who were familiar to him.

One is a young man in black with a face like a knife and a cold gaze.

There is also a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy who is a head taller than ordinary people.

The young man in black was picking up the wine bowl in front of him and drinking all the spirits in the bowl.

As for the young man who seemed to be honest and amiable, he swept away the food in front of him. Its appetite was astonishing, and on one side of the table, there were stacks of thick bowls, as many as twenty or thirty.

And this young man and the young man are none other than his master Lu Hou and his junior brother Modu.

At this moment, Beihe's heart beat subconsciously, and he subconsciously walked towards Lu Hou and Modu, and finally came to the front of the two.

At this time, he could even see every subtle expression on the faces of the two, everything was so real.

At this moment, Lu Hou and Mo Du also seemed to notice his appearance.

I saw that Mo Du put down the dishes and chopsticks, Lu Hou also raised his gaze, and Gu Shi looked at him.

"Division...... Senior brother!"

Mo Duhan smiled and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and called him out with some stuttering.

The moment he saw the smile on the face of the foolish junior brother, Beihe's eyes flickered a little.

It all feels so familiar, it seems like it was just yesterday.

"You know it's back!"

The next moment, I listened to Lu Hou on one side speak.

When he spoke, Lu Hou's tone was indifferent, which made people feel a kind of fear in their hearts.

Lu Hou is still Lu Hou, even if Beihe has become a monk now, but the majesty is still there.

Beihe closed his eyes, then took a deep breath, and when he opened them again, the flickering in his gaze was gone, replaced by a touch of determination.

At this moment, he was almost sure that the place where he was was a phantom array, and it was also a phantom array that could construct an illusory world based on the memories in his heart.

Perhaps the pictures seen by people who set foot here are different, but what is the same is that these pictures are derived from the memories of those who set foot here.

He has a certain degree of attainment in the formation, and the phantom array has naturally been in contact with it, and the only one who can arrange this level of phantom array is the transcendent force of Guanghan Mountain Villa in ancient times.

Suddenly, I saw Beihe raise his hand and flick his fingers twice.

"Xiu Xiu" twice, two sword qi shot out from his fingertips, and with the pop sound, these two sword qi pierced through the fool's junior brother Mo Du, as well as the eyebrows of the master Lu Hou.

The two men had a look of disbelief on their faces, and then their bodies fell backwards, slamming into the ground and staggering the chairs beneath them.

Shizun Lu Hou has long since died, and the foolish junior brother Modu has long since fallen, and the corpse was refined into a refined corpse by him, and now it is in the hands of the Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Corpse Gate. So how can such an illusion affect Beihe's mind.

Looking at the corpse of his junior brother Modu and his master Lu Hou, his face was full of waves. As long as he kills all these "false things" in front of him, he should be able to get out of the illusion as soon as possible.

"...... Uproar"

Beihe's actions were like stabbing a hornet's nest, and Chunxiang Pavilion was in an uproar.

"Murder!"

The shopkeeper before was screaming with fear on his face at the moment.

Many people who approached Beihe retreated towards the surroundings like avoiding snakes and scorpions, and the horror and horror on their faces were obvious. It is really bold to dare to blatantly kill people in the city.

Beihe glanced at the people around him and pursed his lips disdainfully.

"Knock Knock Knock ......"

At that moment, there was a rush of footsteps from the staircase.

Then a young woman with a sinking face came from the upper floor.

"Ahh

When the woman squeezed through the crowd and saw Lu Hou who was lying on the ground with blood still flowing from her eyebrows, she let out a scream.

This beautiful young woman is none other than Miss Yanyin.

Miss Yanyin desperately pounced on Lu Hou, holding his face, unbelievable that Lu Hou was dead.

The woman turned around abruptly, and when she looked at Beihe, the cold murderous intent in her eyes made people dare not look directly.

This woman who stays at home actually has a huge force in her hands, so she can provide Lu Hou with extremely detailed information about many martial artists.

"Hey......" Beihe sighed in his heart.

Then he raised his hand again, and as a sword qi burst out from his fingertips, with a "poof", it easily pierced the center of Miss Yanyin's eyebrows.

At this point, Chunxiang Pavilion was completely in turmoil.

Behind the crowd, there was a dense stream of footsteps. The warriors who were dressed in different costumes, but whose eyes were unified and cold, faintly surrounded Beihe and Ji Wuya.

"Kill them," he only listened to Beihetou's instructions to Ji Wuya without looking back. After that, he thought of something again, and emphasized: "Everyone. ”