Liangchen woke up again, and was already in a courtyard, which was empty and unusually quiet.

Raising his eyes and looking around, not far away was the eighth palace, his face was happy, and he finally broke the illusion!

The illusion has long since become vague, as if it is far away, and I can only remember some fragments and the final battle scene.

"Sure enough, Meng'er is a ghost!"

"Fortunately, I was prepared, otherwise I would have almost been confused by her. ”

He muttered, and suddenly remembered that he was still in the secret realm of the Holy Land, and his heart sank suddenly.

"The big array outside should be opened again, how can the gang escape from here without everyone?"

"Even if you break the illusion and miss the time to go out, you still have to wait here to die!"

Thinking of this, his face was a little pale.

After a brief examination of the body, it was found that there was nothing abnormal, but the physical exertion was somewhat serious.

"Get back to your strength first, and then think about other things. "Take a pill and start to sit cross-legged and cultivate.

After just over an hour, he stood up energetically.

"It's come to this, it's useless to regret it, let's go to the eighth hall first to see what the dragon wall is?"

He thought about it in his heart and went straight to the eighth hall.

As soon as the door of the temple was pushed open, a refreshing aura rushed to his face, and Liangchen was almost greedily sucking in the aura that filled the air.

After a moment, his face was stunned and his mouth opened slightly, as if he had seen something unbelievable!

I saw that at the end of the wide hall, two lifelike coiling dragon statues, one on the left and one on the right, climbed and hovered on the white jade wall.

The dragon's body was winding and undulating, and a huge dragon head poked out from the height of the jade bi, and the dragon's big mouth opened slightly and was spitting out a milky white gas.

There were more than a dozen monks in front of each of the jade bi under the two dragon heads, and they were absorbing this earth-shattering aura, it was the tribesmen and those exotics!

Liangchen almost couldn't believe his eyes, and shook his head vigorously.

"Is it still in the illusion?"

He asked himself with some uncertainty.

was wondering, the tribe under the dragon wall had already seen Liangchen enter the hall, and with a cheer, he stood up suddenly!

"Little friend, you have finally broken out of the Enchanting Forest! We have been waiting for you for most of the day!" the Flame Sun Patriarch greeted from afar, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Chilin even jumped to his side a few times.

"It's okay, Brother Ye. ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Liangchen seemed to be still immersed in doubt, and replied with some smuggles.

"Come on! Time is precious, waiting for you!" Chilin pulled him, urging eagerly.

"Yes. Liangchen followed and walked forward quickly.

When they arrived at the dragon's head, everyone in the tribe had an expectant and inquiring expression on their faces.

"It is said that the soul-fixing incense I prepared for you is enough for you to walk out of the Enchanting Forest, could it be that you have opened your eyes in the illusion?"

"No, it is said that anyone who opens his eyes, unless his divine soul is extremely powerful, rarely can he walk out of the seventh hall again, how can you retreat with your humble realm?"

"Is this place a fantasy?" Liangchen didn't answer, but asked suspiciously.

"Haha!"

"Illusion!" everyone burst into laughter.

"Hehe~ It seems that this trip to the illusion has made you suffer a lot, and it has also made you a little trance. The Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch was immediately happy when he heard him ask, and immediately took out a thin sandalwood from the storage bag and quietly lit it, a familiar aroma swirled around, and Liangchen only felt that his mind was clear, and his limbs were extremely relaxed.

"Sure enough, it's soul incense!" so he finally believed that he had come out of the illusion.

"I'm worried about you, but I've been trapped in the illusion for half a year, why are you still here?"

"Hehe~ You don't know about this. Some of the ancestors and predecessors were once lost in the illusion, and there must be people with strong wills who came out of the illusion again, and learned from their mouths that the illusion is equivalent to one day of reality. So you said that you were trapped inside for half a year, and it happened to be half a day outside!" the Heaven-Swallowing Patriarch explained with a smile.

"I see. Liangchen suddenly calmed down when he heard the sound.

"Without further ado, quickly take out the Holy Grail and sacrifice holy water!" Patriarch Fuguang stood in the crowd, urging with some impatience.

"yes, take out the Holy Grail. This aura has the best effect on law cultivation, and the effect on our body cultivation is much worse, and it is simply incomparable to the effect of holy water!" Patriarch Feipeng also spoke.

"Wait a minute, I'll cast a spell!" Liangchen understood how much time was related to refining holy water, and walked under the dragon wall quickly.

At such a close distance, he sensed the milky white breath spewed out by the faucet, and his face was surprised and delighted!

What is surprising is that this aura is so thick, it almost has a physical body, it is simply against the sky!

The good thing is that if you can cultivate under the dragon wall for a few days, you will definitely be able to recover your mana, and maybe you will be able to advance!

But the people of the tribe naturally won't let him cultivate here, and these spiritual qi will be refined into holy water.

However, even at the edges, the aura is still pressing, and this trace of scattered residual aura is also comparable to the cultivation blessed land of some big family sects, and cultivating here naturally saves a lot of hard work!

Thinking of this, he gently pulled out the two-color chalice.

When everyone saw the Holy Grail, their faces immediately turned happy, and a few people's eyes showed a fiery meaning, but even this fiery intent was fleeting and was deeply hidden.

Liangchen put the holy grail directly under the dragon's head, slapped the spirit beast bag with one hand, and the dark night that was cultivating reluctantly jumped out and stood in front of everyone.

"What kind of spirit beast is this?"

"This momentum!"

When everyone saw the black-haired monkey that suddenly appeared, their faces suddenly changed and they scattered.

"Don't panic, this beast is a spirit beast that I raised, because of some special reasons, if you want to cast the Holy Grail, you must have its help!"

"Help me start the Holy Grail!" "I want to talk about "The Giant Gate Scroll" with more like-minded people, "Chat with more book friends about my favorite books."