Half an hour later.

Seeing a man in a strong suit appear in the field, Liangchen looked at it fixedly, and finally waited for an acquaintance, who was Qing Yu, the son of the Feipeng patriarch, who looked a little embarrassed, and should have broken out of the scene after a fierce battle.

"Have you ever seen anyone else?" asked Qing Yu as soon as she saw Liangchen.

"No, it's been half an hour since I came out, and I haven't seen you until now. Liangchen shook his head and replied.

"My father and the others are well prepared, they shouldn't have been delayed in the formation for too long, and they must have already entered the seventh hall. Qing Yu thought for a moment and speculated.

"I'll take a rest first, if I hadn't prepared a few killer tips just now, I'm afraid it would be more auspicious!" he sighed, sat down next to Liangchen, took out a jade bottle and drank a sip of spiritual liquid to rest.

After another half an hour, Qing Yu finally recovered almost, but still no tribesmen appeared.

The two of them discussed and went directly into the seventh hall.

As soon as he entered the main hall, Liangchen closed his eyes tightly, and slowly released a trace of divine thought to probe forward, but found that the divine thought only flew out of a few dozen zhang before encountering a layer of obstacles, and it was suddenly difficult to continue to move forward as if he was stuck in a quagmire.

But by induction, I have also found that there are strange trees all around. The big tree is more than ten feet high, and the short one is only one person tall, and the branches spread forward endlessly.

There was a faint strange sound in the forest, which made people uneasy.

Liangchen's mind kept running, this was better, he took out the soul fixing incense given by the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch, flicked it with one hand, a little spark ignited, and a trace of light sandalwood swirled out and hovered around his body, so he suddenly felt refreshed, and walked quickly along the forest path.

As we went deeper, the strange sound that was originally vague seemed to be a little clearer.

He listened to the sound with bated breath, but he couldn't detect the wisp of sound, as if it was familiar, but he couldn't hear it clearly.

He shook his head, dwelling on the issue and moving on.

Because of the power of his divine thoughts, coupled with the effect of soul fixing incense, this slightest sound could not disturb his mind, and he walked forward quickly without stopping.

After about a stick of incense, Liangchen felt a sudden shock in his ears, and then another shock, as if a layer of paper in his ears had been pierced, and the surrounding sounds suddenly became much clearer!

Liangchen listened attentively, and his face changed suddenly.

"Chen'er, where have you gone?" As the voice sounded, a middle-aged woman walked slowly from the forest.

This familiar voice is Liangchen's mother, whom she hasn't seen for a long time.

"I... Something happened to me, I was taken captive, and I've been wandering all these years. Liangchen paused, and replied in a low voice like a child who had done something wrong.

"Come here, let me see if you've changed?" the woman stepped forward as she spoke, and after only two steps, she suddenly looked at Liangchen's closed eyes, and her face changed, "What's wrong with your eyes? Are they hurt?"

"It's okay, mother doesn't have to worry about me, I'm fine, I just miss you very much! I want to see you!" Liangchen spoke, and a tear quietly slipped from the corner of his eye.

"Good boy, don't cry, don't cry, don't see it, open your eyes quickly!" the woman called softly, and wanted to come forward and hold Liangchen's hand.

Suddenly, a sword light lit up in the dark forest, and the woman suddenly split in two, turning into a puff of mist and floating in the air.

"I know it's an illusion, but I really want to say a few more words to you!" Yoshichen sighed and continued to walk forward.

As Liangchen shattered the illusion, the surrounding sounds suddenly disappeared and became much quieter.

Only a few birds and insects could be heard, wafting through the air.

After a while, suddenly a hearty voice sounded in my ears again.

"Liangchen, it's you! Why are you here?"

"Is it a thousand mountains?" Liangchen was stunned when he heard this familiar voice.

"It's me!haha! You haven't answered why you're here?" The figure of the Holy Thousand Mountains walked out of the forest, and Liangchen sensed it for a moment, and found that he had become a little stronger.

"I.... Why are you here?" asked Liangchen instead of answering.

"This is the secret realm of my cultivation, huh, why are you closing your eyes? Don't you want to see me?" Saint Qianshan looked at his closed eyes and said with a hint of anger.

"Why don't I want to see you? You take me to hunt and treat me like a brother, but why do you say that you can just leave!"

"I can't help it, I went to the Demon Dragon City to look for you, but they all said that you were missing! I really didn't expect to meet you here!" Sheng Qianshan explained, and then said with a happy face.

"I didn't expect it either!" Liangchen said lightly, and the sword light lit up again.

The phantom of the Holy Thousand Mountains collapsed and disappeared with a "bang".

It was quiet for a while, but it was only a pillar of incense, and there was a sound of fighting in front of him, and the air was filled with bursts of blood, and it seemed that someone had been injured.

"What person!?" Liangchen suddenly yelled in surprise.

"Liangchen, it's me!

A voice that made him think about it sounded in his ears!

"Meng'er!" Liangchen was shocked when he heard the sound, and almost followed the prestige, when suddenly a burst of sandalwood inhaled into his nose, making his heart clear for a while, so he didn't open his eyes.

"Liangchen, save me!" Qiu Xinmeng's mournful voice sounded again, with a slight hint of eagerness in his tone.

"No one can save you!hehe!" a dark voice also came into his ears.

Hearing only a clanging sound, Qiu Xinmeng was hit by a man and flew to the ground.

"Ahh

"Liangchen, look at my face!

"My face hurts like this, how can I still be worthy of you!" she began to cry as she spoke, her voice like a cuckoo crying blood.

Liangchen's heart trembled, even if he knew that it was an illusion, he almost couldn't help but open his eyes.

"I'd love to see you, too!"

"Alas~ No matter what you become, you are worthy of me!"

Liangchen sighed, and a sword light shot out again, and there was no sound in the forest.

In this way, he walked for about half an hour, during which all kinds of illusions appeared, tempting him constantly, but they were all recognized one by one, and at this time, the soul incense in his hand was about to run out.

"I heard the patriarch say before that the soul incense is enough to complete the ** path of this enchanting forest, and the front should be almost to the exit. Liangchen was secretly happy in his heart.

After a while, I sensed a hot circle of light not far ahead, and even with my eyes closed, I could feel the temperature from the aperture.

He walked forward quickly, and only then did he reach the aperture, and suddenly a person walked out of the aperture,

"Little friend Molong, you really didn't disappoint me, get to the exit so soon!Let's go!" It was the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch who was worried about his safety and was waiting for him at the exit.

"Don't close your eyes, you can open them when you get to the exit. Seeing that his eyes were still closed, the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch said with a smile.

When Liangchen heard this, he suddenly relaxed, and slowly opened his eyes, but what he saw was a pair of dark eyes like an abyss!

"Not good!" Liangchen secretly screamed, his eyes went dark, and he suddenly lost consciousness!