"Something is wrong, it stands to reason that monks don't dream inexplicably. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Did you really fall for someone else's illusion just now?"

Lan Feng looked around vigilantly, shook his head and said, "I was in the colorful world just now, could it be that this person's illusion can already be free from the limitations of space?" Then why did she use it on me, since she didn't know who I was, how could she use the illusion on me?"

A large number of questions poured into Lan Feng's brain, making him frown, "Everything I have encountered recently is too brain-burning. Even if you really let me save her, you won't even say the location, just say your name, and the hell knows where you are?"

He glanced at the storage bag that he snatched from the woman surnamed Yang in the daytime, and touched the storage bag on his waist with a sad face, and his divine sense turned into a thin thread and leaned in again.

The storage bag was in a mess, and the Qing Tribulation was still scurrying around aimlessly, and the moment Lan Feng's divine sense penetrated, the Qing Tribulation was stunned and hit directly towards the place where the divine consciousness was.

"I still don't believe I can't subdue you!" Lan Feng's heart was crossed, and he took out a few high-grade spirit stones from the colorful rope, and a huge amount of spiritual power instantly emanated from the spirit stones and floated into the center of his eyebrows.

Lan Feng's divine sense instantly thickened, like a python opening its bloody mouth towards Qing Tribulation.

Qing Tribulation didn't hesitate at all, and the moment he got into the python's mouth, Lan Feng's divine sense was easily defeated.

He gasped heavily, his face pale, and said to himself, "This Qing Tribulation is worthy of being a thing of the Heavenly Realm, it is too powerful. My magic weapon is too few, if I can refine this green tribulation and merge it with my black thorn ball, I think Diao will explode. ”

Thinking of this, he took out hundreds of high-grade spirit stones from the colorful rope, formed a circle, sat in the circle by himself, closed his eyes and began to breathe and breathe.

After a while, his face returned to normal, and his consciousness slowly returned.

"No matter what, you must break the divine thoughts on the Qing Tribulation and take this thing for yourself. Lan Feng took a deep breath, and his divine sense reached into the storage bag again.

Qing Tribulation struck at his Divine Sense again. Lan Feng grabbed a handful of spirit stones from the ground and quickly absorbed the spiritual power on it.

The divine consciousness gradually became coarse, and finally became an ocean, roaring up towards the green tribulation.

The Blue Tribulation was buried in an instant, but its power remained undiminished, making a "click" sound in the wave-like divine consciousness.

Seeing that his divine sense was about to collapse, Lan Feng gritted his teeth, grabbed a large handful of spirit stones from around again, and smirked to absorb the spiritual power above.

As his spiritual power increased, his divine consciousness had turned into a tsunami in the storage bag, completely enveloping the Qing Tribulation inside. Qing Zheng scurried around, but there was no escape.

In the No. 266 Cave Mansion of the West Peak, the king shrank in a corner and trembled, and kept chanting the words in his mouth: "Lan Feng...... Ghost ......"

At this moment, his sloppy gaze suddenly froze, looked at the stone gate of the cave, stood up, and exclaimed, "Why is there such a big fluctuation in spiritual power suddenly?"

He had forgotten his fear, and hurriedly went to the place where he usually meditated, closed his eyes and breathed quickly.

The entrance to the cave of Cave No. 267 on the west peak was tightly sealed by stones, leaving only a small hole at the bottom.

At this time, several small beasts passing by the entrance of the cave suddenly stopped, quickly came to the door of the cave, lay on the ground, and took a deep breath.

In the blink of an eye, two hours passed, and there was a loud bang in the No. 267 Cave Mansion, followed by a person's laughter.

Several small beasts at the entrance of the cave were stunned, and suddenly panicked and ran away.

In Nanyang City, a middle-aged man was playing chess with a white-haired old man, and suddenly there was a tingling pain in his brain, his face was cloudy, he squinted in the direction of Chu Yunfeng, and frowned: "What is the origin of that person, who can break my divine sense and take away my magic weapon?"

The old man beside him touched his beard, put down a black chess piece in his hand, and said unhurriedly: "Ghost ancient brother, you lost again." ”

"Senior, your chess skills are unmatched, but I've never won. Ghost Gu smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Do you remember the Qing Tribulation that I painstakingly refined from the Heavenly Realm?"

"Of course I do. I know countless people, but you are the only person I have ever seen who dares to stand up to the Heavenly Dao. The old man put the black chess pieces into the vessel one by one and said, "Let's play another game." ”

"That Qing Tribulation, someone snatched it away!" Ghost Gu frowned.

The old man's expression was as usual, and he said with a smile: "Someone can take the magic weapon from you, it must be a person." I just don't know how chess skills are, and when I have time, the old man wants to meet him. ”

Ghost Gu wanted to speak and stopped, squinting into the distance, his face showing a vicious look.

In Chu Yunfeng's No. 267 Cave Mansion, a young man was disheveled, his hair was messy, and he stood up as if he had been struck by lightning, and he sat next to a pile of discarded gray spirit stones, smiling stupidly.

Beside him, there was a black thorn ball, and a few lightning bolts flashed on the thorn ball from time to time, making a "stab" sound.

"Hey...... Hey, I made it. The young man's voice was slightly hoarse, and he looked at the thorn ball stupidly, his eyes glazed.