Not only was Lan Yutang not trapped and reincarnated in the endless illusion, but he also used the sound of death to destroy the five elements people in their Five Elements Bagua Battle Array and beat them back to their original form.

In the first round of the fight, the black-clothed puppet wanted to frustrate Lan Yutang's sharpness, but he didn't expect that he would be greatly injured.

Now, Lan Yutang seemed to know that the real threat to him was the five black-clothed puppets of unknown origin, although he could feel other dangers waiting around him to threaten his life, but now he didn't seem to be as nervous as he was at the beginning.

Lan Yutang looked around, and then, the immortal jade flute in his hand was like a spring that suddenly recovered after being squeezed, and it actually doubled.

With the support of this elongated jade flute, he slowly moved his numb body, took a few steps forward, and then, leaning against the coffin protruding from the tomb, looked at the five people around him who were tightly wrapped in black robes, and muttered: Black-clothed puppet, black-clothed puppet, puppet......

Reading, reading, as if he had been suddenly struck by lightning, his body shook suddenly, and then, a trace of ominous premonition slipped through his mind.

Since the names of these five people are black-clothed puppets, it means that in addition to their bodies tightly wrapped in a wide black robe, they are also nothing more than puppets performing on stage, and the real master is the one who manipulates them behind their backs.

Who is that person?

Now that the black-clothed puppet has appeared, who is the person who hides behind their backs and manipulates them, and who has always claimed to be the master of this place, claiming to be a god?

Just now, in that blissful Pure Land-like illusion, through a short conversation with that person, Lan Yutang could vaguely know that the person who claimed to be the master and god was not only amazing in martial arts and murderous, but also exuded an evil aura all over his body, which was definitely not done by these five people like puppets.

Although the martial arts of these five black-clothed men are also unfathomable, Lan Yutang knows that they are definitely not the masterminds who are really manipulating all this behind their backs.

They are nothing more than the murderous machines of the mastermind who is behind it all.

Perhaps, after they injured Kuaidao Xiang Fang in the Lonely Smoke Inn, the reason why they left those gossip skeletons was just a conspiracy.

Perhaps, they already knew Lan Yutang's tracking skills, and they probably knew that Lan Yutang would definitely follow the smell left on the skeleton to find it.

Perhaps, they had expected everything in advance, and what they did was to be able to introduce Lan Yutang into this murderous place.

Perhaps, they already knew that Lan Yutang would definitely track them here for the quick knife to find them to dissolve the antidote to the Five Elements Skull Pattern.

All this is nothing more than a conspiracy prepared by them in advance.

Looking at the five black-clothed people around him who were tightly wrapped in black robes, although Lan Yutang wanted to ask who they were, who were directing them behind their backs, and what their intentions were to lure him here, but he still didn't ask after all.

Because he knew that these men in black who wrapped themselves tightly around their whole bodies would never give him an answer, and he even knew that these people would not speak at all.

They are nothing more than puppets to be manipulated.

Lan Yutang looked at these five people, his expression was solemn and serious, and the flower protection bell on the immortal jade flute exuded the sound of jingling bells in the twilight of dawn.

And this kind of sound is heard in the desolate cemetery, it looks extremely desolate, with an endless cruel atmosphere, like the sun sprinkled on a glacier that has not melted for thousands of years, not only does it not have a trace of warmth, but even makes people shudder.

And these five black-clothed people stood in five completely different directions around Lan Yutang, wrapping their whole bodies in the big black robe, without sound, expression, or even breathing.

No matter how provocative Lan Yutang was, they never said a word to him, and they didn't know if it was because they didn't bother to talk to Lan Yutang at all, or if they had long lost the ability to speak.

They didn't speak, so Lan Yutang had no choice but not to speak.

The two groups of them confronted each other like this.

In the midst of the confrontation, the hazy twilight that hung over the sky completely dispersed, and the slightest light began to penetrate from the mountain peaks, from the woods, from the fields.

However, these rising dawns did not bring Lan Yutang infinite strength, on the contrary, the overwhelming feeling of exhaustion came to him again.

Just when he fell into the maze that seemed to be a paradise on the surface, but it was actually full of dangers, and he couldn't realize the existence of the enemy, Lan Yutang's internal breath still had a strong force to support him to fight, supporting him to avoid the upcoming invasion and blow.

But now, when the real enemy appeared and was about to launch a new attack on him, he had no strength.

However, just when Lan Yutang was about to give up because of his exhaustion, he suddenly found a very strange problem, this black-clothed puppet didn't seem to have any plans to attack him for the time being.

They also seem to be waiting for their time.

While waiting, Lan Yutang thought that he could take a break, but he was wrong.

Because this long wait is dissipating little by little the only remaining strength accumulated by enthusiasm in Lan Yutang's body, like a cocoon that has been slowly peeled off.

Lan Yutang suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of exhaustion.

Now, he really wants to lie down on this dead leaf and lie in this miasma to rest well, but this time is the time when he can't relax.

Because when all the illusions in front of him suddenly disappeared and the black-clothed puppet reappeared, the real master who controlled everything behind the scenes was revealed.

And when the person who really dominates all this appears, the real battle has just begun, and at this time, how can he lie down and rest?

At this moment, the black-clothed puppets were standing in five different directions around Lan Yutang, and the wind blowing from somewhere blew their wide black robes into a hunting sound.

And under that wide robe, each of them had a human-faced skeleton in their hands, emitting a faint green light, like the bulging eyes of the vicious dog waiting for the cannibal at the gate of hell.

Although they showed no signs of attacking, Lan Yutang clearly knew that as long as they got some kind of hint, the five skeletons coated in their hands could attack the five most important parts of his body in an instant.

However, now, the reason why they did not attack was because they had not received orders for the time being, or were they waiting for the opportunity, or were they ...... Still waiting for someone.

Lan Yutang was thinking like this, when the huge fir in front of him suddenly shook, and the surrounding bushes "fluttered", and then, he saw the fire dragon xie, or the big water tank, which had been destroyed by the sound of his own death flute, came over from the back of the cemetery.