Huh?"

As the ink evil advanced, the mist beside him became thicker at some point, and he was even about to reach the substance state, like a pot of boiling water, constantly tumbling in mid-air, with extremely low visibility.

At the same time, in the depths of the mist, there were countless figures that flickered, as if someone was moving in the mist.

This made Mo Xie's heart tighten, but the pace of progress did not stop because of this, after all, they have already come here, even if they withdraw now, is there any point?

With the gradual deepening, the true faces of those figures moving in the mist were slowly revealed, and the whole person who was looking at the ink evil stopped instantly, staring at the unobstructed black shadow in front of him, and his peaceful state of mind was broken in an instant.

All dangers, mysterious rhythms, how to get out of here, and breakthroughs are all left behind.

I saw that there was a thing more than one person tall in the mist, similar to a projection, which could be clearly seen, and piles of corpses were piled up in the projection, more than 10,000 corpses.

Wisps of blood slowly rose from the cracks of the corpse into the sky, and scarlet blood slowly flowed out of the shattered earth, forming streams of blood condensed one after another, rendering the sky red.

Among the piles of corpses was the tallest one, on which stood a person who could not be seen clearly, but the ink demon could feel a strong sense of familiarity in this person, as if the figure in the projection was him.

The figure staggered forward with a figure in its arms, nearly tumbling off the pile of corpses.

"Fluttershy!"

Mo Xie only glanced at it, and his body was shocked, because the person in the person's arms, he was too familiar, so familiar that he couldn't be familiar with it, whether it was in terms of body shape or clothing, he was extremely familiar.

Click!

Blood-colored thunder slashed down from the sky, but the man was unmoved, he gently dragged the man in his arms upward, and then took out something similar to amber from his arms, and as the figure fell, the amber was filled with countless cracks.

Peng!

The amber exploded, and what was sealed inside bloomed with a soft blue glow, suddenly

Freeze all the places where the ink demon can see, including the figures on the pile of corpses.

Mo Xie's eyes stared at what was happening in the projection, until now he finally understood the events and characters narrated in the projection.

First of all, the figure is himself, although there is no basis, but the ink evil is very sure.

The person in her arms is Fluttershy, and the amber is probably the sealed dream eye, the dream eye that belongs to Zhou Die.

Secondly, the things described in the projection, if Mo Xie's guess is correct, should be a ritual to resurrect Zhou Die, but the result is....

Mo Xie's fists clenched, his nails pierced into his palms, he didn't feel the slightest, his eyes were just fixed on the projection, until the moment the projection ended, he sat down on the ground in a decadent manner, as if all his power had been drained in an instant.

"Why ....."

Mo Xie looked at the disappeared projection in distraction, and kept muttering to himself.

"Why? Why?

His voice went from low to roaring, and the ending in the projection made Mo Xie completely crazy, he didn't want to face failure, and at the same time he didn't want to admit that this ending was right, but the real thoughts in his heart were already agreed.

Because what is described in the projection is exactly what Moxie wants to do, and he can even describe the plan before the projection.

With the help of the battle between the four sects and the Afterlife Sect, he broke away from the control of the Afterlife Sect, and secretly sneaked into the Yunmeng Sect to find Zhou Die's other dream eye while taking advantage of the chaos, and used the power of this dream eye to recall the remnant soul swimming in the Yellow Spring.

However, the final result was already in front of him.

"It's not true, it's all an illusion. ”

Ink Evil got up from the ground in a bit of a panic, and Shadow hurried to the location of the other black shadow, trying to find a flaw, so as to break the sense of identity in his heart.

Soon, he was in front of the second projection.

What is described on this projection is the story of how the ink evil fought wits and courage in the Afterlife Sect, and finally succeeded in breaking away from the Afterlife Sect, although the process was very tortuous and dangerous, but the ending was perfect, of course, it also included how the ink evil got the dream eye from the hands of the Yunmeng Sect.

"Not enough, not enough. ”

Mo Xie shook his head, and took another step towards the next dark shadow, not the slightest joy in his heart, but extremely anxious, like a dying person looking for hope of life.

The third, the fourth, the fifth.

Sixth, seventh, eighth.

After eight projections, Mo Xie still hasn't found a flaw in the projection, but he has found a strange thing, that is, the things described in these eight projections are all things that he thinks about in his heart.

"Where the hell is this, what the hell is this projection?"

With the anxiety and doubt in his heart, he came to the position of the last dark shadow in the thick fog.

There are no moving figures or depictions on this projection, only three patterns.

In the first image, the ink demon is standing in a huge crack, with a blue butterfly the size of a baby's fist fluttering, surrounded by black rocks, and the surface is very smooth, turning the light on the butterfly into a cold glow.

And in the darkness not far from him, there was a vague circular object, only a circle outlined, and it was barely obvious that it should be something like a cave or something.

In the second pattern, it is pitch black, and only the shadow of the ink evil and the dream butterfly on the side can be seen, but other than that, nothing else can be seen.

In the last picture, he was already in a chaotic place, like the dark starry sky he had been to, but compared to there, this place was obviously darker than the starry sky, and its darkness was deeper, like a sticky black sesame paste, which was uncomfortable.

Mo Xie stared at the last projection for a long time, but he didn't see any clues, so he had to look around to see if there was any dark shadow, but just as he was about to do this, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then a whirling feeling swept over.

Boom, boom, boom!

The overwhelming thunder resounded in his ears, pulling the ink evil back from the darkness and dizziness, he slowly opened his eyes, and what greeted him was no longer the mysterious space, but the familiar Afterlife Sect and pieces of thunder.