Chapter Ninety-Three: The Illusion of the Heart

"Everyone immediately move closer to me, don't mess around, count the number of people immediately!"

Emperor Han Qing's hurried voice sounded in the field, and the sudden change made this group of disciples confused, he knew that someone had to stay awake at this time, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Hearing his voice, the chaotic crowd seemed to have a guiding light, in fact, sometimes it is necessary for one person to come out and say something, otherwise each will do its own thing, then the chaos will be endless.

At present, there is only one Shushan disciple named Tiancheng who has died. All that needs to be done now is to shrink the circle and avoid the situation from escalating.

The field was now completely dark, and the Night Pearl had lost its effect, as if a layer of fog had enveloped the entire bead.

Darkness pervades this space, and this is undoubtedly convenient for unknown demons to attack.

At this time, everyone defined the unknown murderer as a demon, because until now, they haven't even seen the shadow of the other party, and the unknown is always terrifying.

"Emperor Qing, what is that?" Li Xunhuan, who had been silent, stumbled when he spoke at this time, and his upper and lower teeth automatically trembled because of fear.

What Li Xunhuan asked, naturally, was also what Emperor Han Qing wanted to know, but how could he know this.

At this moment, he is also very calm, if it weren't for the assassinations he has experienced over the years and the previous battles and experiences, he would not be as good as others at this time.

Emperor Han Qing is also afraid of death.

"Let's take out our weapons first, at this time we can only rely on ourselves, even if it is too late to ask the sect for help, don't forget that this time we have plans to experience us. ”

He also knew that it was not a way to go on like this, but at this time, he could only be a dead horse and a live horse doctor.

"Who is hiding his head and showing his tail, what kind of hero is it?

Although Xue Zhengqing was also afraid to death, their disciples in Shushan accounted for the majority, and he could only be tough to see if he could provoke the demons in the dark.

It's good that he doesn't speak, but when he says it, it seems to anger the demon in the dark, and the wind blows through the field, and then ......

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground sounded again!

"Like smoke, like smoke?"

It's Li Xunhuan's voice!

A female disciple of the Dragon and Tiger Immortal Sect, who was standing in front of him just now, suddenly fell straight down.

It was so abrupt that there was no sign at all, just a gust of wind blowing.

However, everyone was still lucky, and Li Xunhuan was still softly shouting to the female disciple.

Emperor Han Qing took the initiative to separate the crowd and looked around vigilantly, before half-squatting down and stretching out a hand towards the female disciple.

When he got closer, Emperor Han Qing saw that it was originally a female disciple of the same age who was in her prime, but at this time she had become a dry corpse, and she couldn't die anymore.

I don't know what monster drained her of water and vitality in an instant, like a mummy that has been dead for countless years.

Seeing this, Emperor Han Qing's face changed suddenly, what kind of monster is this, acting so cruelly?

In his heart, he secretly raised the danger level of monsters by several levels, which was completely beyond human resistance.

Is this the only way for everyone to end?

At the moment, it seems that he is standing still, waiting only to be slaughtered.

Ignoring the two dried corpses, as soon as they returned to the crowd, the figures of everyone slowly retreated towards the back.

While vigilantly watching the changes around him, he shifted his steps and stepped backwards.

No change?

Seeing that the unknown monster did not move again, they quickened their pace of retreat.

At this time, fear filled everyone's hearts, and the atmosphere in the field was oppressive, only the sound of shoes rubbing against the ground sounded.

The sound of heavy breathing, everyone's shortness of breath, it was frightened, who had ever seen such a scene? Many people in the scene had just stepped into the cultivation world from ordinary people, and the dead had seen it, but it was the only time that such a strange way of dying was the only time.

Emperor Han Qing and the others gradually quickened their pace, and when there was no strange happening again, they immediately turned their bodies around, changing from retreating to rushing forward.

The people in the rush didn't notice it, there was a strange laugh in the dark, looking at their speeding bodies, there was a sense of success in the treacherous plan.

When they had run for another three miles, they suddenly broke through a ripple, and in a flash of the ripple they entered it, but they did not know it.

The scene changed, and Emperor Han Qing suddenly came to a familiar small mountain village, familiar flowers and trees, familiar villages, and familiar everything, exactly the same as the scene of childhood life in his memory.

Raising his head, the huge mountain of Xiyan Mountain magnified in his eyes, although there was a layer of fog on the mountain, Emperor Han Qing still recognized it at a glance, he was too familiar with this mountain, and he often followed his grandmother to collect medicine when he was a child.

The scene changed again, a little boy was crying and squatting on the ground, pointing at Emperor Han Qing when he was a child with one hand and scolding: "Emperor Han Qing, you are a wild seed, without a father and a mother." ”

Hearing this, Emperor Xiaoqing stubbornly stood in front of the little boy and retorted loudly: "You are the wild seed, your whole family is a wild seed, I will kill you." ”

Saying that, the little Qingdi rushed and scuffled with the little boy again, but the little boy was pressed and beaten, and he only had the power to parry.

The scene changed again, Emperor Han Qing stood in the air in Luoyang City, but at this time he was extremely powerful, exuding a strong momentum all over his body, crushing the void.

He suddenly stretched out a hand, stretched into the city and grabbed it, and several people floated towards him, covering it in the palm of his hand and clutching it, directly becoming powder and drifting away in the wind.

In the air, he laughed heartily, and expressed his heart with great revenge.

The scene changed several times, and he was like an outsider, looking at himself at different times.

These pictures are full of lingering in his heart, and he doesn't know why there is such a scene.

Emperor Han Qing outside the scene showed his thoughts, what is the situation?

When the scene was about to change again, a curtain of fire covered his body, but he remained motionless, like a fossil that had stood for thousands of years, regardless of the wind and rain.

The fire was fast, and in an instant there was only one head left in his body, but he was still pondering, as if everything that was burning had nothing to do with him.

"No, shouldn't I be looking for treasure in the Heavenly Demon Cave?" It wasn't until much later that a startled murmur rang out from the field.

In a passage somewhere in the Heavenly Demon Cave, Emperor Han Qing's body suddenly shook, and his consciousness returned to his body.

"It's so dangerous, it's almost burned to the ground!" Thinking of the strange scene just now, he is still secretly afraid.

His eyes looked at the field, most of the people in the field had inexplicably become dried corpses, only Xue Zhengqing and Li Xunhuan's bodies were still shaking, full of struggle.

Shocked!

Emperor Han Qingdi's face was pale and his expression was incredulous when he was frightened by the situation in the field.

Dozens of lives are gone?

"Who is it?" he roared in despair, silently resisting the cold shudders.

"Whew!" the sound of panting sounded, and Xue Zhengqing and Li Xunhuan woke up from their strange state almost at the same time.

Looking at the dried corpses on the ground, he was still laughing and laughing with them just now, his voice and smile were still so clear, and in an instant, heaven and man were separated forever? The two of them cried even more, and Emperor Han Qing didn't persuade him, even he was about to collapse......

Xue Zhengqing, who had been crying for a while, stopped, looking at the situation in the field, his expression was full of surprise.

"No, it was a mental illusion just now......