Hu Qingniu was standing in front of Xiao Lori, with his back to the cliff curtain painting behind him, unaware that the cliff had changed at this time.

In the original painting, a group of seemingly endless spirits were walking forward on foot with their backs to all beings, as if there was a fatal temptation ahead, irresistible, attracting them.

The picture is also cyclical, and there is nothing but the spirit moving forward continuously.

But at this time, it seems that because of the appearance of Hu Qingniu, the original deadlock was broken and became a chaotic chess piece, as if a monstrous wave had been set off in the curtain painting, and bursts of white mist were surging and rolling in.

Like a shocking wave, it slapped down fiercely, instantly submerging the endless spirits, as if a mountain flood and tsunami had erupted, and it could not be stopped.

Little Lori's eyes originally had a trace of nostalgia and sadness, and when she looked at the curtain painting behind Hu Qingniu, her eyes widened sharply, and her slender hand wiped her cheeks, this is not the time for love.

Hu Qingniu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he saw that the little Lori had returned to normal and stopped sobbing, and when he found that the little Lori looked behind him with a somewhat strange face, he couldn't help but look back with some doubts.

It doesn't matter if you don't want to, this hope instantly made Hu Qingniu terrified, the cliff curtain painting has undergone earth-shaking changes, could it be that it provoked something to exist, or angered it, resulting in a change in the curtain painting.

Hu Qingniu, who was originally secretive about curtain paintings, felt a chill in his heart, and curtain paintings could unconsciously control people's minds and guide people's thoughts to the deepest part of their hearts.

When the curtain begins to change and is no longer the same, no one knows what will happen.

"This..."

Hu Qingniu looked at Xiao Lori in a daze, revealing a puzzled look, obviously seeking answers from Xiao Lori, if you say that you know the most about the Lingyun Secret Realm, it is the pearl of this sect.

Little Lori's expression seemed to be a little anxious, and after casting a grateful look at Hu Qingniu, she didn't say anything, but hurriedly pulled the little fat man Li Dazhuang next to her.

The little fat man's body staggered, almost fell to the ground, and when he shook his senses, he couldn't help but raise his hand, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and when he found everything around him, his body was clever and instantly sobered up.

Seeing that all the disciples present were still immersed in the illusion and couldn't extricate themselves, the little fat man hurriedly woke up one by one, as if he was afraid that he would be a step too late and something would happen.

"What's going on?"

Hu Qingniu looked at the little Lori, and continued to ask with some reluctance, the strangeness of this place is completely confusing, and accidents may happen at any time.

Little Lori shook her head slightly, her brows were a little furrowed, obviously she didn't know much about the curtain painting, otherwise, I am afraid she would not be trapped here.

If it weren't for Qu Zhiyin's back hand, the mark in Hu Qingniu's storage bracelet would be able to detect the state of the little Lori and come to the rescue along the direction of induction, I'm afraid that the little Lori would be more than lucky at this time.

Chen Dongsheng stood behind everyone, feeling uncomfortable for a while, and hurriedly came to Hu Qingniu's side, in his thought, maybe it would be safer to follow Hu Qingniu's evil star.

"Alas......"

At this time, a long sigh sounded in the empty valley, as if crossing an eternal distance, full of the vicissitudes of time, with a trace of remembrance.

As soon as the sigh sounded, Hu Qingniu was suddenly clever, and his heart was shocked, this sigh was likely to be the hand behind the scenes.

It's just that the sound resounded in the empty valley, as if it came from all directions, making it difficult to discern the direction, and the unknown thing was the most terrifying.

At this time, the disciples in the valley, with the help of the little fat man, also woke up one by one, and they were still a little confused at first, as if they were immersed in the illusion, and they had already distanced themselves from reality.

When they saw the surrounding scenery and returned to normal, they were shocked, with a panicked look on their faces, and they almost sank forever, unable to wake up.

A strange sigh was heard again, and all the disciples' faces changed greatly, and they all looked around in some panic, as if they were trying to find the source of the sound, but unfortunately they found nothing.

"Look!"

At this time, a disciple's frightened voice sounded, full of shock, and his hand pointed sharply to the curtain painting in the cliff, only to see that in the constantly tumbling and boiling white mist, a phantom gradually appeared.

The seemingly endless spirits all disappeared, and in its place was an illusory figure, which could only be vaguely recognized as a human form, unable to distinguish between men and women, and the facial features were also blurry, unable to see clearly at all.

"Could it be him?!"

When Hu Qingniu turned around and saw this figure suddenly, he was shocked, could it be that the sigh came from this phantom shadow in the mural, is it a human being? or a spirit? It is rare that it is the initiator of the ultrasonic call to the spirit?

The phantom shadow slowly rose from the endless rolling fog waves, as if it was stepping on the waves and resisting the waves, like a god immortal in the dust of the nine heavens, full of mystery and incomprehensible.

Although Hu Qingniu couldn't see the facial features of the phantom, he had a faint intuition, and the phantom's gaze was scanning the people in the valley.

At a certain moment, it seemed that the phantom's gaze swept over him, which made Hu Qingniu's heart feel terrified, as if he was being targeted by a poisonous snake, and he had the illusion that he couldn't move.

"Let's go?!"

Hu Qingniu said to the little Lori, his face couldn't help but be a little anxious, because he saw the little Lori standing motionless, as if he was stunned, how could he not be in a hurry.

risked his life to come in, just to take little Lori out, to be able to give Qu Zhiyin an explanation, but if both of them were planted here, it would be a big loss.

Little Lori's expression shook her head a little solemnly, her eyes stared at the cliff curtain painting, revealing a thoughtful look, obviously unwilling to leave.

"Oh, my aunt, when is it, why don't you leave quickly?!"

Hu Qingniu was in a hurry, even if there was any special task to enter the secret realm to complete, but the premise was to take care of his life, why did he work hard.

At this moment, the phantom in the curtain painting gradually became clearer, and there was a white mist swirling up and down the body, slightly transparent, and the body looked like a spirit body, and it was undoubtedly not a human being.

Hu Qingniu, who was in a hurry, wanted to forcibly take the little Lori away, but the little Lori was extremely resolute, and her eyes suddenly lit up when she looked at the curtain painting, as if she remembered something.