The powerful deterrent power coming from afar, even Xuan Yuan could not ignore it, and his heart couldn't help but throb with it.

Suppress the hundred ghosts? Xuanyuan's eyes flashed with a glimmer of light, if nothing else, this should be where the ghost head is.

It's just that because of the sneak attack of the five strange ghosts just now, most of his essence has been lost, and his state is really not perfect. You must know that the illusion of a female ghost alone makes Xuan Yuan dare not underestimate it, let alone the leader who rules over a hundred ghosts?

Xuan Yuan had always been a cautious person, but after thinking about it for a moment, he finally pulled the Frost Falling Sword out of his sleeve robe and continued to walk towards the depths of the Yongdao.

Combined with the "rare opportunity" suggestion given by Yuanbao, it is not difficult to guess that the ghost head at this time must have been seriously injured by the Jiayin Heavenly God.

If I miss this opportunity, when it recovers again, I am afraid that it will not be able to cope with it alone.

Except for the sound of Xuanyuan's breathing, there was silence in the corridor.

After walking for about half an hour, the road was unobstructed, and not a single ghost appeared to attack. However, Xuan Yuan became more and more vigilant in his heart.

Turning the corner, the eyes suddenly opened up.

Seeing the scene in front of him, the surprise in Xuanyuan's eyes was irrepressible: there was actually a temple that could be called intact.

It is said to be a temple, but it is more like a pavilion with a wide area.

The first thing that catches your eye is the four huge vermilion pillars that support the entire temple. The reliefs are all over the place, lifelike, and a large number of unknown inscriptions are inscribed on it, exuding an aura of mystery.

On the periphery of the pillars, there are rows of raised white stones, which seem to be used for people to kneel and worship. In the open space enclosed by the center of the pillar, there is a statue of a god.

He is a burly man, with his chest and abdomen exposed, wearing a bird's head mask, holding a green bamboo cane, and treading water waves. And through the words on the Dharma platform at the foot of the statue, it is not difficult for Xuan Yuan to know that this is the owner of the original mountain god order.

It's just that this statue has long lost its aura, and I don't know how long it has been abandoned, and even the color on the statue has begun to mottle.

Something is wrong!

Xuanyuan's eyes froze, and he stepped forward and entered the pavilion-like temple.

However, before Xuanyuan's feet landed, his body had begun to shrink sharply.

And when he really stepped into the temple, the pavilion, which originally looked like only a few dozen square meters, had become a huge space in the eyes of Xuanyuan, who had been shrunk.

The space is a desert, and the yellow sand is blowing in the face.

However, it is really filled with a solemn and sacred atmosphere, like a majestic mountain, and like a mighty river, indescribable atmosphere.

The only thing that is a little strange is that in this majestic momentum, there is still a trace of ...... Disgusting stench?rotten, rotten, evil.......

Feeling that the mana on his body had been suppressed a lot, Xuan Yuan frowned.

Where the hell is this, could it be that I have broken into the illusion again? I couldn't help but recite the Xuanhu Heart Mantra in my heart.

Surprisingly, however, there was no reaction to the surrounding scene.

In this case, either the strength of the person who performed the illusion was too strong, and the huge gap caused Xuanyuan to be unable to shake the mirror image built by the other party, or Xuanyuan was not in the illusion at this time, so the Xuanyuan Heart Protector Mantra did not have any effect.

If it is the former, then the other party does not need to use these tricks to deal with Xuanyuan; if it is the latter......

Xuan Yuan was startled, raised his head, and carefully observed this piece of heaven and earth.

The surroundings are small, only accompanied by wind and sand.

There's even a courtyard there—it's a courtyard, but it's actually a lift.

Four fences enclose the four sides, and a thatched hut is built in the middle of the fence, and a dead tree grows on the east side of the thatched hut, and a dry well is dug directly opposite the big tree, and in front of the dry well, that is, directly opposite the thatched hut, is a set of stone benches and stone chairs.

The yellow sand is blowing, and you can vaguely see a huge rock behind the thatched hut.

Xuan Yuan clenched the magic sword in his hand and walked over.

As soon as the fence was pushed open, there was movement in the thatched hut, and an old man with a sad face came out of it, trembling with a cane: "Who?"

When he saw Xuanyuan's forehead and face clearly, the old man squinted, as if he wanted to see more clearly.

After a while, it wasn't until Xuan Yuan walked in front of him that his body trembled violently, as if he had encountered something incredible, and he exclaimed in panic: "God......! A living man! a living man!"

After saying that, he didn't even need crutches, and threw it straight at Xuanyuan.

Xuan Yuan keenly dodged and looked at the crutches that fell to the ground, and his eyes showed a hint of surprise: Is it really just a crutch?

Turning his head, the old man who had no crutches to support him had fallen to the ground.

However, the panic that Xuanyuan brought to him seemed to be too much to bear, even if he fell to the ground and couldn't get up, he still crawled on the ground with his hands and feet, desperately wanting to get away from Xuanyuan.

Xuan Yuan was a little confused, withdrew the magic sword, hid his right hand in his sleeve robe, and stretched out his left hand to walk towards the old man: "Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, what are you doing here, old man?"

"Don't come here!" Seeing Xuanyuan walk in, the old man was even more panicked, "You are a living person, too much yang energy will hurt the old decay!"

Xuanyuan paused and took a few steps back.

Seeing that Xuanyuan finally stopped, the old man breathed a sigh of relief, touched the cold sweat on his forehead, and said in a rough manner: "Housheng, you probably broke in by accident from the outside, right?"

Xuan Yuan was a little surprised in his heart, picked up the crutches and threw them at the old man's feet: "Uncle, you seem to be familiar with the situation here?"

"Can you be unfamiliar, I don't know how long I've been here. The old man sighed, picked up his crutches and stood up with difficulty, "Here, this was once a law domain opened up by Lord Mountain God!"

Although Xuan Yuan had expected it in his heart, he couldn't help but be surprised when he heard such words with his own ears.

Looking around at the long yellow sand, Xuan Yuan led the topic: "I'll look here...... It really doesn't look like a place where the mountain god should live. ”

When the old man heard Xuan Yuan's words that he didn't believe him, he seemed to be a little excited: "What did the old man lie to you? ”

"Not to mention a fairyland on earth, but at least a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, birds and flowers. And people like me who were brought in by Lord Yamagami are also kind......"

Seeing that the old man was about to make a tirade, Xuan Yuan interrupted him in time: "Then why ...... now?"

He looked stunned for a moment and sighed: "One day, Lord Mountain God left suddenly and never came back. The jurisdiction has become like this when there is no one to manage it. ”

"But the realm hasn't collapsed yet, at least, it shows that the mountain god hasn't suffered an accident yet—it's a blessing in misfortune. ”

"I'm sure the mountain god will come back one day. ”

Xuan Yuan stared at the old man with a gloomy expression.