Chapter Fifty-Eight: The Opportunity of the Phantom Array

I don't know if it's because the two people before have wiped out all the people who teleported here, and they didn't find any of them along the way, which makes them feel very strange. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Another point is that they didn't find the layers of mechanisms that should have appeared, and the road was very flat and without any danger. It's just that the stone road seems to be a little too long, and they have been going straight for half an hour without seeing a fork in the road or a stone gate.

This made Ye Haoran feel very surprised, so he cautiously looked ahead and said to Leng Yue behind him: "Senior sister, there seems to be something wrong with this stone path. ”

But there was no response from Leng Yue behind him, which made him frown and couldn't help but turn around to look. But he found that there was no longer Leng Yue's figure behind him, only the endless stone path and the night pearl on the wall that still shimmered.

Ye Haoran only felt that the silence in this stone path was terrifying, and the cold sweat on his forehead began to flow involuntarily.

"Haoran"

At this moment, Ye Haoran suddenly heard someone behind him call his name again, the voice was slightly magnetic, and it sounded so familiar.

Ye Haoran turned around violently and looked ahead vigilantly, but when he saw the person in front of him, his eyes couldn't help but turn red, and his voice trembled and said, "First... Sir?"

The person in front of Ye Haoran was wearing a white plain robe familiar to Ye Haoran, holding a folding fan in his hand, looking less than thirty, with an extremely thin face, but he was extremely handsome, this person was the scholar who picked up the dying Ye Haoran in the snow and gave him the name of his life.

The handsome scholar smiled and said to Ye Haoran: "It's me, I haven't seen you for a few years, I didn't expect you to have grown up, I really feel gratified, sir." With that, he walked towards Ye Haoran.

Ye Haoran's tears were already rolling in his eyes, and he said to the scholar without the slightest defense: "Sir, I didn't expect that when I saw you again, the child missed you so much." So saying, he walked towards the scholar.

The scholar smiled and said, "I didn't expect you to be an immortal cultivator when I saw you again, but I'm not surprised that you were so smart at that time." As he spoke, he opened his arms and was about to give Ye Haoran a hug. ”

At this moment, Ye Haoran suddenly hit a spirit in the depths of his soul, which also made him stop his steps, and instantly raised the Xuantie Sword in his hand and said to the scholar: "What the hell are you? In my impression, Mr. doesn't know about cultivating immortals at all, and you don't want to show your original form quickly!"

After Ye Haoran said this, the expression of the scholar-like young man slowly changed from a smile to a hideous one, and he laughed and said, "Hahahaha, I didn't expect to be recognized by you, then you will die." ”

After saying this, the young man's face began to turn from white to black, and then the white plain robe on his body also disappeared without a trace, and the whole appearance was a translucent object that looked like the whole body exuded black **, except for the two eyes that glowed red, the rest of the place was as ethereal as black ink.

Ye Haoran was also surprised, but he didn't know what was in front of him, but he couldn't think about it, because this thing had already pounced on him.

Ye Haoran couldn't help but say, hurriedly transferred his vitality into his Xuantie Sword, and fought with this black ** shadow.

But what surprised Ye Haoran was that this black ** shadow also conjured up a black sword, and every move and style was exactly the same as his moves.

In this way, after a long battle of one person and one demon, Ye Haoran knew the secret, and in the battle, he used a move that he had not used in this stone path before, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that the other party could no longer copy him. So he put away his Xuantie sword and used the "Tiger Punch" with his bare hands.

Sure enough, after Ye Haoran used the tiger punch, the black ** shadow retreated one after another, and then was hit by Ye Haoran with a heavy punch, only to see that the black ** shadow slowly dissipated, and finally disappeared without a trace.

Just when Ye Haoran was happy, another person appeared in front of him, and this time it was Han Jian, who was as kind to Ye Haoran. This made Ye Haoran's heart tremble, but he already knew that this person was not the real Han Jian, so he didn't spare any longer, and immediately exposed the disguise of this monster and fought with it. Therefore, Ye Haoran also discovered one thing, that is, as long as the tricks he used before would be copied by this monster, so after Ye Haoran eliminated the second monster, he began to deliberately use fewer moves to deal with the monsters that appeared next.

Next, Senior Brother Hong, Purple Sword, Elder Yunxiao, and Dan Ling'er all appeared one by one, but they were just imaginary charts, except for their appearance, their cultivation was similar to Ye Haoran. When the monster transformed into Dan Ling'er and looked at Ye Haoran pitifully, he couldn't bear to do it in his heart, but in the end, he gritted his teeth, tore through the disguise of this monster, and used all the moves in his body to destroy it, and then no monster appeared.

At this moment, Ye Haoran felt that the stone path he was in began to distort, and then he found himself in front of a tall stone gate five feet high, and nearly a hundred corpses appeared under his feet, each of whose faces were very hideous, and some even had bulging eyeballs and foaming at the mouth.

When he looked back, he happened to find Leng Yue standing in the middle of a pile of dead corpses, with a pained expression on his face.

Ye Haoran wanted to step forward and wake up Leng Yue, but after thinking about it carefully, he hurriedly stopped, thought about it and said, "Could it be that I was in an illusion just now?"

When he thought about it, he felt very lucky, because he knew that the reason why he was able to wake up in the illusion was because of his own extraordinary soul power, if it weren't for this, he must be the same as these people under his feet, because he found that these people who died under his feet were all cultivating in the foundation building period, and more than a dozen of them had already reached the cultivation of the late foundation building period, but it was because the soul power was not strong enough that they would die miserably here.

Since it is an illusion, there is naturally a carrier, and this carrier is naturally a formation that operates this illusion here, but Ye Haoran can't find a reason when he looks left and right, after all, he has not been in contact with the way of formation, so he thinks that after this matter is over, he must study the way of formation.

But when he saw that Leng Yue was still trapped in the illusion and couldn't extricate himself, he also felt a little anxious, but what method did he use to wake her up? It was naturally not possible to wake her up directly, it would be counterproductive, and the consequences would be more serious, so Ye Haoran wanted to use his fledgling soul power to try to communicate with Leng Yue's soul.

Although he can't completely put his soul power outside his body in this cultivation, he can use his own mind to communicate with him just like when he is alchemy, so as to put a trace of it outside with the palm of his hand.

So Ye Haoran stepped over several dead corpses, came to Leng Yue's side, and gently placed a palm on Leng Yue's forehead. Then he closed his eyes and began to concentrate on transmitting his soul power from the palm of his hand to the depths of Leng Yue's soul, and shouted repeatedly: "Senior sister, don't wake up soon.......

In the illusion where Leng Yue was, she saw her parents who were killed by adulterers, and they were opening their arms to her, looking at her kindly, just as she was about to rush over with tears on her face, suddenly she felt as if she was being embraced by a pair of warm hands, and kept shouting to her: "Senior sister, don't wake up soon......."

At this time, she was suddenly startled, her consciousness became extremely clear, and the two kind parents in front of her also turned into two monsters exuding a black aura, looking at her with two pairs of blood-red eyes.

At this time, she suddenly realized that she was still in the mausoleum, and everything in front of her was just illusions, and it was also her own inner demons.

At this time, Ye Haoran outside had already sensed the clarity of Leng Yue's divine sense, so he withdrew his soul power, and his face also looked a little pale, and he couldn't help but say secretly: "It seems that if this soul power is used by yourself, it will be consumed a little too quickly to help others." ”

Then he looked at Leng Yue, whose face became firm, and then turned around to search for the storage bags on all the dead monks on the ground, and after a while, he was holding a large number of storage bags, and couldn't help but secretly say, "This is much faster than selling pills." ”

It should take a while for Leng Yue to wake up, so he poured the contents of the large storage bag into the storage ring he had obtained by killing the blood wolf earlier. But Ye Haoran found that there were too many things, and the storage ring couldn't even fit it, so he could only find three intermediate-level storage bags in the pile of storage bags, and stuffed the rest into it, although he didn't count how many there were, but he knew that this amount was far beyond the amount he had before, which made him can't help but secretly say: "These things should be the biggest harvest this time, right?"

Next, Ye Haoran wanted to go to the two-body secret technique, and no longer considered anything else. But he still has to be careful, after all, there are still several strong people he can't resist watching, if he doesn't have a chance, he can only dispel this idea, after all, life is more important.