Zhang Yang was puzzled, and the golden-armored soldier was still standing in front of Zhang Yang. Before, he didn't feel anything when he was lying on the ground, but at this time, this gold-armored soldier was more than two meters tall, and the halberd with the battle flag was erected majestically, although the battle robe was torn, but there was an awe-inspiring and murderous spirit!

"Why? Why are you in my sea of consciousness?!"

The golden-armored soldier lifted the halberd with one hand, and walked towards Zhang Yang with only the white bones left. The bitter cold wind rattled the battle flag, and when the soldier raised his foot, a scalp-tingling sound immediately rang out.

"Am I not dead, why can you still get into my sea of knowledge!"

The soldier moved in front of Zhang Yang, and as soon as the battle flag waved, a golden storm rose from the ground. It seems that this golden-armored soldier is not only a warrior, but also a cultivator!

It's just that to Zhang Yang's surprise, although the golden storm looks extremely fierce, its target is not Zhang Yang, but the strange metal covered with patina not far away.

"Bell!"

Just as the golden storm was about to tear the strange metal to pieces, the metal suddenly let out a simple and loud knocking sound.

"Huh!"

To Zhang Yang's horror, it seemed that under the influence of the metallic sound, the originally violent and abnormal golden storm immediately stopped. If he hadn't witnessed the methods of the gold-armored soldiers, Zhang Yang would definitely have thought that what stopped in front of him was just a realistic picture.

"You still don't give up!

Behind the still, golden storm, a green-armored soldier slowly stepped out, and in his hand, the patina-like thing like an ancient bell was in his hand.

"Aren't you already dead!" said the golden-armored soldier in horror.

"Aren't you the same?" the green-armored soldier turned his head to look at Zhang Yang, "I'm afraid I'm going to ask this silver-haired kid." ”

"It's not him,"

With a move behind the golden-armored soldier, the shattered pieces of golden light behind him immediately condensed in his hands. In the middle of the sound, when the golden light gradually dissipated, a golden war drum appeared in front of Zhang Yang.

"It seems to be in the hands of the man before. ”

"Hmph, so what!" The green-armored soldier sneered, "Since you dare to trespass on my Misty Immortal Mansion, then it's better to stay here!"

"Wait!" The golden-armored soldier was slightly displeased, "What is your Immortal Mansion? When did this Misty Immortal Mansion become your Immortal Mansion!

"Why, do you still have any doubts!

"Look for death!"

The golden-armored soldier shouted violently, turned over and fled into the air, only to see him holding a drum in one hand and a slight bow in the other, and suddenly, the finger gently struck the war drum in his hand.

"Boom!"

In the yellow sand in the sky, the drums of the gold-armored warriors sounded. Circles of golden yellow fluctuations visible to the naked eye instantly rippled between heaven and earth like ripples in water!

"Buzz!"

As the golden fluctuations gradually covered this space, the golden storm that had been static immediately rose more than ten times as if it had been torn apart by an invisible giant hand!

On the other side, the yellow sand whistling from the pavement became even more violent. And in the place where the sandstorm swept away, the soldiers who were originally submerged in the yellow sand immediately got up one after another.

Beneath the white bones, a terrifying red light appeared in the eye sockets hidden in the black flesh, and when the two soldiers stood up, they immediately drew their hands and halberds, and rushed towards each other indifferently.

"What is this?"

On the other side, when the golden drum sound passed over Zhang Yang's body, Zhang Yang immediately felt the qi and blood in his body boiling. His head sank, and there was a faint uncontrollable battle intent.

"Carving insect skills!"

Zhang Yang was secretly suppressing that strange impulse, while the green-armored soldier on the side sneered and punched the metal in his hand.

"Bell!"

If the war drums in the hands of the gold-armored soldiers represent a kind of violent war spirit, a desperate impulse and the power of "movement" that cannot be dispersed. Then the metal in the hands of this green armor represents a kind of solemnity, a kind of coldness that destroys human desires, and a kind of "quiet" power that is absolutely forbidden to be enforced!

One movement and one stillness, both contradictory and mutually inclusive. Between movement and stillness, it is natural, containing countless simple and easy laws in this world.

"It's drums and cymbals!"

Although the sound of the cymbal made Zhang Yang feel that his blood was about to stop, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be moved when he saw this ancient and magical thing appear in front of him.

In those distant times, the war drum itself symbolized attack and charge. On the other hand, the cymbal symbolizes the majesty of the general and the prohibition of orders. Therefore, there is a drum beating and marching, and the gold is sounding and the army is withdrawn! The gold here refers to the cymbal.

"Huh?" the two soldiers turned to Zhang Yang in unison, "It's rare that anyone else recognizes this." What a shame..."

Zhang Yang was slightly stunned, and was about to ask the reason, but the two soldiers, one gold and one green, did not give Zhang Yang a chance to ask at all. Under the sound of drums and cymbals, two diametrically opposed forces, one moving and one static, immediately hit Zhang Yang.

"Uh..."

In an instant, before Zhang Yang could react, a mouthful of blood instantly gushed out of his mouth. It had been a long time since he felt like this, and when the hot blood was sprinkled on the yellow sand, Zhang Yang realized the danger at this time.

"Immortal weapon?!"

The power of a single war drum and cymbal was already terrifying, and at this time, the drums and cymbals sounded in unison, and as soon as Zhang Yang was agitated, he was immediately pressed in place by the power of the huge cymbal. It felt like a bird crashing into the city wall, and although it stopped, under the huge inertia, the bird was also packed with pulp.

I don't know why, when the sound of the drum cymbal reached Zhang Yang's ears, he clearly felt a kind of immortal yuan power that was different from ordinary magic weapons, this drum cymbal was definitely an immortal weapon!

"Zheng!"

The situation was urgent, and before Zhang Yang had time to think about it, the sound of drums and cymbals resounded throughout the space. And this time, Zhang Yang didn't dodge at all.

Theoretically, the invisible and intangibles of the sound of the drums are not affected by the power of the stars. So from the beginning, Zhang Yang didn't think about using the power of the stars, and now in this situation, there is only one thing on Zhang Yang's body that can resist!

"Tower of a Thousand Illusions!"

The golden light flashed at the center of the eyebrows, and when the sound of drums and cymbals hit instantly, a silent vibration quietly permeated the entire space. This is not the first time that Zhang Yang has used the Tower of Thousand Dreams to resist this invisible attack, but this time, for some reason, the Tower of Thousand Dreams seems to have been inspired by something.

As the golden light flashed in the space like a fission tree root, the endless drum cymbal life disappeared into Zhang Yang's ears in an instant. At the same time, in the sandstorm, the space where the three of them were was instantly burst like a balloon!

"Ahh

Zhang Yang exhaled softly, the cold sweat on his back had soaked his big body, he touched the corner of his mouth, and the red blood was still shocking. Just when I looked up and looked again, there were no more yellow sand and gold-armored soldiers in the sky, and everything seemed to be just a dream.

"Drum cymbals..."

Whether it's a single illusion technique, or some other illusion technique, the power of that drum cymbal is definitely not illusory, but Zhang Yang can't be sure at all now what that scene just now was.

"It seems that this is not a good place! Could it really be the Misty Cymbal Immortal Mansion?"

calmed down his fluctuating mood, and Zhang Yang flew forward again. is different from the scene of the yellow sand just now, and further on, what is presented in front of Zhang Yang is a scene of paradise with birds singing and flowers.

On the turquoise meadows, flowers of all colors adorn the earth like sparkling jewels. On the side of the meadow, a babbling stream flows slowly. The water of the stream is crystal clear, and the round stones of various colors cover the entire river. As soon as the stream rushed, it immediately made up a tinkling tune, which made people can't help but revel in it.

Along the stream, a huge torii appeared in front of Zhang Yang. When you get closer, the powerful characters on it immediately appear.

"You fish stop empty?"

Seeing the words on the archway, Zhang Yang couldn't help but be stunned, and he didn't understand what it meant. However, this handwriting is exactly the same as what Zhang Yang saw in Upside Down Mountain before, and it seems to be written by one person.

Passing through the huge archway, a huge square and square palace appeared in front of Zhang Yang. Unlike the huge palace that Zhang Yang had seen before, this palace was not big, but before it could get close, a murderous aura came to him.

The palace is divided into four sides, but only one of the places facing the torii has a large stone gate. On both sides of the stone gate, two lifelike statues stand separately.

The base of the statue is a jade-white Tongming stone, on which a majestic war horse stands tall, and above the war horse is a warrior holding a light cross shield and a full moon scimitar.

If it weren't for the fact that the soldier didn't have a drum and a cymbal in his hand, Zhang Yang would almost have suspected that these two soldiers were the two people in the golden armor and green armor he had seen in the illusion before.

"Misty Cymbal Immortal Mansion!"

On the stone gate, when Zhang Yang saw the four gilded characters, Zhang Yang instantly felt a tightness in his heart. I'm really afraid of something, it seems that this is indeed the Fog Immortal Mansion they are talking about, but I don't know if those two guys will also be here.

Pushing open the heavy stone door, a pungent smell instantly hit the face. It seems that no one has been here for a long time, and although the light is shining on the top of the palace, the dust accumulated in the hall is so thick and abnormal that the whole palace is covered with a gray shade.

"This is?!"

Only a few dozen meters ahead, a dungeon with a depth of tens of meters suddenly appeared in front of him, stretched out his head and looked down, in the middle of the dungeon stood two teams of soldiers of different colors, it was the golden armor and green armor army that Zhang Yang had seen before. It's just that at this time, their hands are empty, and there is no drum cymbal that Zhang Yang is afraid of.

"It seems that the master of this soldier should be the master of the Immortal Mansion..."

However, just as Zhang Yang wanted to come to his senses, his face suddenly changed, and he immediately disappeared into the palace. And just a moment later, a man in a white robe slipped in. If you look closely, it is one of the top three green pines of the Immortal Conference!

"Even if you have that, the immortal weapon is still mine!"