The two illusions were based on Fang Wenyuan's own memory, and then changed, and the level of memory mining was deeper than the other, and its degree of reality was also more real than the other. The truth made Fang Wenyuan willing to believe that it was an illusion, and willing to believe that he was really waking up at home.

The residual warmth of the 'parents' in the illusion was still in his heart, Fang Wenyuan's heart welled up with sourness, he really hoped that it was true, but it was a pity that there were always so many helplessness in this world.

After half a ring, Fang Wenyuan raised his head, and his eyes became firm and abnormal. Ever since he got the stolen picture from an old book left behind by his parents, he had always suspected that his parents were not mortal. It's just that why they left him is unknown, but Fang Wenyuan feels that they must have some unspeakable suffering.

"Daddy, the child must find you, definitely!"

Having said that, how to break through the predicament in front of him? Fang Wenyuan walked forward again, this time, he wants to break through the killing array outside this platform, if you don't do some things, you will leave regrets in your heart, and it will be difficult to get out of this shadow in the future, so Fang Wenyuan must break through.

Just do it, Fang Wenyuan raised his steps and walked forward, walking extremely slowly, looking very cautious, the strong wind rose again, and a thick killing intent struck.

As soon as he stepped out of his foot, a wind blade immediately slashed horizontally, and the momentum was so great that even the surrounding void was writhing. Fang Wenyuan's eyes flashed, his feet moved, he walked like the wind, and the whole person became very ethereal, and he easily dodged it.

At this time, the surrounding white mist suddenly dispersed, and the spirit of the formation seemed to be enraged by Fang Wenyuan, and dozens of wind blades flew again, with tricky angles. Fang Wenyuan's pupils shrank, and a sense of powerlessness rose in his heart, but he immediately became firm again.

'Puff' twice, blood spilled, two shocking wounds appeared on Fang Wenyuan's left arm and right leg, and the blood was like water opening the floodgates, gushing out. Fang Wenyuan just frowned and didn't care.

At this time, he had only taken ten steps outside the platform, and Rao is body technique had already been slightly successful, but the formation was sinister, and his own cultivation was low. After a 'clang', the long sword fell from the top of Fang Wenyuan's head without warning, and plunged straight into the soil in front of him. The white fog around them receded again.

A burly man in golden armor and holding a big sword loomed from the white mist, this big man lowered his head slightly, and he could vaguely see the green light in his eyes.

After feeling that this golden-armored man did not have any breath of the living, Fang Wenyuan immediately pulled out the long sword in front of him and walked forward slowly.

Suddenly, Fang Wenyuan accelerated abruptly, shouted with a force, jumped suddenly with a long sword, and slashed at the head of the golden-armored man. A strong wind was blowing.

The golden-armored man sensed Fang Wenyuan's attack and immediately raised his head. The green light exposed on a golden mask was even more abundant, and with one hand, the golden armor gloves on it were exposed, directly pinching Fang Wenyuan's long sword in his hand, and then kicking Fang Wenyuan's stomach, this foot brought up the dust on the ground, and brought a gust of wind to blow Fang Wenyuan's clothes.

Fang Wenyuan raised his eyebrows and pulled out the sword in his hand vigorously, but found that the strength of the golden armor man's hand was so strong that he couldn't pull it out at all. So he decisively abandoned his sword, twisted his body in the air, and swept to the side.

As soon as Fang landed, he felt a fierce killing intent rushing towards him, and the sword light shone. Fang Wenyuan tilted his head back without hesitation, and as soon as he stepped on, the whole person slid backwards. After dodging, he looked closely, and the golden-armored man struck again after a sword missed.

Fortunately, the cultivation of this golden-armored man seems to be around the fourth level of qi refining, only one level higher than Fang Wenyuan, and he didn't use any spells. Otherwise, Fang Wenyuan would have died at the hands of the other party.

But that's it, the golden-armored man in front of him is also extremely difficult. Although the golden armor seemed bulky, it had no effect on his speed at all, so Fang Wenyuan fought with him and was always at a disadvantage. If it weren't for his unique skills, he would have been defeated a long time ago.

The white mist has been swirling all around, forming a circle, like a ring. Fang Wenyuan's face became flushed, his lips turned pale, and his right leg was trembling all the time. The wound that had just been wounded by the wind blade had been torn during the fight and had become even more serious. It also affected the only way he relied on his body.

So he was intercepted by the golden-armored man to the edge of the circle surrounded by the white mist, and stepped into the white mist. The mutation rose again, and a wind blade immediately shot out from the white mist behind him, heading straight for the back of Fang Wenyuan's head, and the golden-armored strong man in front of him blocked Fang Wenyuan's retreat with another sword, and he was bound to die.

At this point, Fang Wenyuan has left the platform, and a total of incense has passed until now

In the weird space, on the platform where the poisonous lady was, Fang Wenyuan, who should have died, reappeared, and the wounds on his body disappeared strangely. There was a blank in his eyes, and he regained his clarity after half a ring. I saw him bow his head with a bitter face, and after a while, he raised his head again, his eyes were firm, and he muttered: "Daddy, the child must find you, definitely!"

So, he began to walk outside the platform. After taking a step, the wind blade rose again, and he easily dodged it again. Then dozens of tricky wind blades struck, and the white mist also dissipated and receded. Fang Wenyuan's figure was very ethereal, and he tried his best to avoid the wind blade in front of him, and finally dodged at the cost of a slight injury to his left hand.

At this moment, a spear fell from above and was nailed in front of him. The white mist in front of him retreated again, and a strong man wrapped in gold armor stood there with a long sword, motionless.

After Fang Wenyuan approached, the golden armor strong man's eyes flashed green, and he raised his head and looked at Fang Wenyuan coldly, there was no trace of emotion in those eyes. Although his cultivation is not high, he exudes a cold aura, like a powerful ghost from the Yellow Spring.

Fang Wenyuan pulled out the spear and threw it into the air, and then the whole person burst out, spun in the air, and kicked at the tail of the spear, and suddenly the spear was like an arrow off the string, making a roar and heading straight for the strong man in golden armor. He followed closely behind the spear, his eyes shining with fierceness.

The golden armor big man's long sword was horizontal, blocking the tip of the spear, although the spear crashed, but the golden armor big man also took three steps before he lost his strength. The spear that collapsed and flew nailed to the ground on the side, there was a buzzing sound, and the body of the spear trembled, so you can imagine how much force Fang Wenyuan used.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan had already flashed over, appeared in front of the strong man in golden armor, and swung out a punch, hitting the shoulder of the strong man in golden armor, shaking him back. After making a meritorious contribution in one fell swoop, he still waved away one punch after another, and the strong man in the golden armor had no power to parry.

A moment later, the golden-armored strong man opened his arms, and the surrounding white mist immediately separated and poured into his body. Then the aura soared, directly to the level of the seventh layer of qi refining. Turning to become stronger, Fang Wenyuan gradually became invincible.

In the end, he was intercepted by the strong man in gold armor and had no way to retreat, and stepped into the white mist with one foot, and the wind rose. Fang Wenyuan only felt a chill on the back of his neck. With a stomp of his feet, his body twisted, dodging the wind blade, but one arm was cut off by the golden-armored man, and one hand also penetrated out of Fang Wenyuan's left shoulder.

At this time, Fang Wenyuan's mind was filled with an idea, that is, to return to the platform. I don't know why, when he was caught between the golden-armored man and the wind blade, he felt that scene so familiar, but he couldn't remember it. The idea of returning to the platform was also born at that time, and it became stronger and stronger, lingering.

Therefore, Fang Wenyuan chose to believe in his own consciousness, so that at the moment of crisis, he twisted his body and avoided the danger of victory, although he was seriously injured, Fang Wenyuan did not feel that it was not worth it, but breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing Fang Wenyuan go back, the strong man in the golden armor actually didn't stop him, but held a long sword and stood there quietly, as motionless as when he first appeared.

After returning to the platform, the thoughts in Fang Wenyuan's mind became clearer and clearer, only to see him bite his finger and immediately write the word 'wake up' on the platform.

As soon as he wrote, the white mist behind him was churning, and the Dao Wind Blade came from all directions, directly submerging Fang Wenyuan.

After a few moments, the white mist calmed down as if nothing had happened.

Fang Wenyuan's figure appeared on the platform strangely again, his eyes were still blank, he lowered his head, and then raised his head again with a firm gaze, muttering to himself: "Daddy, the child must find you, definitely!"

After saying that, he thought about walking outside the platform, and with an unintentional flick, Fang Wenyuan paused, and looked at the ground with an incredulous face, where there were hundreds of densely written words 'wake up'.

"These are my handwritings, but I've just escaped from my father's vision,

When did you write this?" For a moment, Fang Wenyuan looked at the handwriting on the ground in a daze.

One hour, two hours, three hours

Memories slowly came to his heart, Fang Wenyuan's expression became more and more calm, and finally his eyes showed enlightenment, and he muttered to himself: "I see!

"What a powerful illusion array! After I had just broken away from the original illusion, it immediately led me into another illusion without a trace. ”

"As soon as the idea of breaking out of the platform came to my mind, I immediately conjured up a killing array. But it gave me a glimmer of hope, that is, a strong man in golden armor who only had the fourth level of qi refining and did not know any magic, and his purpose was to make me believe that as long as I could defeat him, I would be able to escape. And the condition is that as long as I absorb the cursed Otogi Qi here to restore my mana, it will be easy to defeat him. ”

In the end, they still want me to absorb the cursed Otogi Qi here, so that I can become like a poisonous lady and become the nourishment here. ”

At this moment, Fang Wenyuan finally knew where the word 'wake up' on the ground came from, and he also knew that he had died hundreds of times in another phantom array, fought with a strong man in golden armor with a mana higher than his own hundreds of times, and even in the last time, he directly forced the cultivation of the strong man in the golden armor in the illusion to the level of the seventh layer of qi refining.

It is conceivable how much Fang Wenyuan's physical skills and body skills have improved! This is a calamity, it can also be said to be creation!

Vaguely, Fang Wenyuan seemed to have thought of a way to crack it, that is, he needed to confirm that this method would not work. This method is very dangerous! It can be said that they are 'gambling', gambling with their own lives. But success or failure is here! So Fang Wenyuan has to think about it again.

For the rest of the time, he used the only trace of spiritual power left in his body to communicate with his divine consciousness to enter the sea of knowledge, and came to the front of the golden-bodied man who had been transformed by the thief!