Why is everything in front of me an illusion?

Everyone was shocked when they looked at the scene in front of them, they couldn't imagine what kind of existence this was, maybe when they entered the Tower of Babel, they had already stepped into an illusory space.

And Yang Zhao couldn't imagine that he was really himself just now, why was it always so unreal?

Thinking of this, he glanced at the people behind him, smiled slightly, and then fainted as soon as his eyes darkened.

And the surroundings of the crowd have changed at this moment.

The seemingly endless corridor began to slowly disappear, and the great hall had disappeared in front of everyone's eyes, and they actually returned to the place where they had entered the Tower of Babel, without even taking a single step, and an altar suddenly appeared behind everyone.

Not far in front of them was a huge altar, a majestic altar.

This altar is more than 100 zhang wide in length and width, about 30 zhang in height, and there is a stone staircase of hundreds of layers in front of it leading to the top of the platform.

The entire altar was made of a seemingly ordinary gray stone, and the outside was surrounded by a white light mask and steps.

But the strange thing is that the blue light in the mask is full, and the closer you get to the center of the high platform, the more the light shines, and the glow flows non-stop, so that people can't even look directly at it, and can't see what's wrong with the bottom there.

The edge of the stone platform is condensed with thick frost, which is crystal clear under the reflection of these ice, and the beauty of the high platform is abnormal.

Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo woke up first, but they found Yang Zhao, who had already entered a coma. He hurriedly rushed to Yang Zhao's side and exclaimed, "Brother Zhao (junior brother), what's wrong with you?"

When Qianye heard Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo's exclamations, he also hurriedly walked here, but a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "Strange! I was obviously fighting with the outer heart demon that day just now, why didn't Senior Brother Yang and us have any wounds on their bodies?"

"Could it be that this qiē is really fake?" Qianye muttered to himself, but he helped Yang Zhao up, probed Yang Zhao's injuries and said, "It's really strange, Senior Brother Yang is just exhausted, not even a single wound, maybe he will wake up after a while." ”

"How's your case?" asked Chiba, turning to the crowd again.

Su Nian and Tang Wen shook their heads, but Zuo Lang shouted, "What the hell is going on?"

"What else can I do?" Nan Ming glanced around. He said to the crowd, "Look at the scene." As soon as we entered the Tower of Babel, we stepped into a fantasy world. ”

"It should be like this, otherwise this qiē is also difficult to explain!" Xuanjiao raised his tail, but sat down cross-legged, for the scene just now. He had already brought his mind to the top. Wait until the outer demon disappears that day. Instead, he had a bit of exhaustion.

Everyone nodded silently, but focused their gaze on the altar behind them.

"Ahem!ahem!" Just as everyone shifted their attention to the altar, Yang Zhao suddenly coughed.

Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo hurriedly helped Yang Zhao up. There was also a hint of joy in his eyes, and Xiao Bai asked anxiously, "Brother Zhao, are you awake?"

Yang Zhao opened his eyes, saw the happy and anxious eyes of Xiao Bai and Xuan Yuruo, nodded to indicate that he was okay, and then stood up.

"Senior Brother Yang!" Su Nian, Chiba and Tang Wen also turned their eyes to Yang Zhao, but their eyes were also full of surprise and doubt.

Yang Zhao glanced at everyone, then put his eyes on the huge altar, and said to everyone: "That incident just now may be the real thing!"

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

"If that were the case, we would have died at the hands of the Demon of the Heavenly Outer Heart?"

Everyone was talking, obviously full of doubts about Yang Zhao's words, after all, no one had died since they entered the Tower of Babel, how could this make sense?

Yang Zhao looked at the qi in front of him, and said with a little shiny eyes: "Actually, it wasn't me who fought with the outer heart demon that day just now?"

"You mean?" Chiba's eyes lit up slightly, but she immediately closed her mouth again.

"Yes, you guessed right, it was indeed someone who used us to lure out the demons of the outer world. Yang Zhao nodded and said, "Although I don't know what his purpose is, this matter is also good for us, you see, has your divine sense and state of mind improved a few points?"

Everyone was slightly stunned when they heard Yang Zhao's words, and hurriedly observed themselves, and after a while, they were all a little happy, and they also affirmed Yang Zhao's guess.

But who is this person? They actually already have the answer in their hearts, but they can't imagine why that person himself doesn't fight against the Outer Heaven Demon, but uses these monks of the Golden Pill Realm to use them?

Everyone couldn't figure it out, so they simply didn't want to, after all, they also got the benefits.

"How. Mana is almost restored, isn't it? If we can, let's get moving! This altar should be a hiding place for the treasure. Zhichang said in a deep voice in front of the altar.

"What Brother Zhichang said is very true, let's take the treasure, even if the outer demon is not fake that day, but it can't let us abandon the treasure and return, right?" Nan Ming in the crowd was very approving of it, and there was some excitement in his eyes.

The others also nodded silently, without saying anything.

Zhichang didn't care when he saw this, he knew that although those people were silent, their thoughts about treasures were not under him.

And although Nan Ming was also born in the right path, he was already a heart of profit in his heart, otherwise how could he agree with his remarks as a demon monk?

"Now that everyone is here, what are you talking about all this nonsense? Of course you are going to go in and get the treasure!" Zuo Lang frowned and said with a grin, his face full of impatience.

Hearing this, Nan Ming showed a hint of displeasure and stopped talking.

"Hehe, I think it's better to think about it in the long run, this white mask is not an ordinary shield, but a Tiangang mask ban that was also very famous in ancient times. With the exception of the specially opened exit at the staircase, there is no way to get to guò for a short time, so let's rest here before going inside. Zhang Chong touched the pagoda in his hand and said calmly to everyone.

"Well, that's fine. Hearing this, Chiba and the others glanced at Yang Zhao, Yang Zhao also nodded lightly, and everyone sat down cross-legged on the nearby steps.

And Zhichang, Nanming and the others got together and talked in a low voice.

Yang Zhao saw this qiē into his eyes, and sneered in his heart, but there was no color on his face.

This Nanming and Zhichang certainly think well. But Zuo Lang is also a scheming person at first glance. If they don't go in now, maybe it's just as Zuo Lang and those people want.

Thinking of this, he looked around for a while, but found that Xuan Jiao was alone under the high platform not far away. Looking at the white light mask. It looks like he's thinking about something.

Yang Zhao's expression moved. But it was only a slight beat, after all, the treasures here were not what those East China Sea Demon Beasts needed, but he thought about it for a moment. Maybe you can ease your relationship with Xuan Jiao, and if something happens when you take the treasure, you can also get a boost!

However, now that he took the initiative to come to the door, he would only let the other party see that his heart was weak, and the situation could only be worse.

It seems that you still have to rely on your own planning!

Thinking about it like this, Yang Zhao couldn't help but feel cold when he looked at Xuan Jiao, and that Xuan Jiao actually looked back and saw Yang Zhao just in time.

Yang Zhao scolded secretly in his heart, immediately changed to a calm look, and walked towards the side of Qianye and the others with Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo casually.

And Xuan Jiao stared at Yang Zhao's back, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, but seeing that Yang Zhao didn't seem to have anything to do, he also began to disappear completely.

At this time, Yang Zhao did not walk in front of Chiba and a few people, but surrounded the huge stone platform and slowly turned around the outside of the light mask.

Zuo Lang, Nan Ming and the others paid for these five miles, and Yang Zhao would never run away alone, so he was very relieved and let Yang Zhao move freely nearby.

After a while, Yang Zhao led Xiaobai and Xuan Yuruo to the back of the high platform. Corresponding to the mask here is a tall bluestone wall.

There are some ancient monster drawings and some runes carved on the wall, and there is nothing out of the ordinary.

Yang Zhao has seen a lot of such walls in this Tower of Babel, and knows that there is a profound prohibition on it.

Just as Yang Zhao was still observing the surroundings of the altar, the gloomy voices of Nan Ming and the others rang in their ears.

"Fellow Daoists, have you rested, I think let's go in. ”

Hearing this, Yang Zhao's eyes showed a look of surprise.

Didn't you say you had to take a break? They changed their minds so quickly! Could it be that those people in Nanming realized that something was wrong?

Thinking like this in his heart, Yang Zhao and Qianye and the others glanced at each other, and then walked to the altar with Xiaobai and Xuanyu as if nothing had happened.

When they arrived at the front, Nan Ming and the others were standing on the steps to look at the high platform with solemn expressions, and Zuo Lang and the others behind them were also doing the same.

Yang Zhao glanced up in surprise, and his face changed slightly.

I saw the blue light on the altar, which was flickering like a dazzle, and a few rays of golden light were faintly reflected in the shaking.

And the area around the altar was also a few inches thicker after a short while, and it was only because of the white light mask that Yang Zhao didn't sense anything abnormal.

Seeing that everyone had arrived here, Nan Ming nodded at everyone, then turned his face to Zuo Lang and the others on the side and said:

"All the Taoist friends have come, although I don't know where this altar leads, but it is better to go and have a look. ”

Zuo Lang heard this and didn't say anything, but his body jumped up and replied with actions.

The people behind him also followed closely and walked up the steps.

There was a loud "boom".

Zuo Lang arrived in front of the light mask at the steps, and without saying a word, he wrapped his fist with magic power and smashed it hard. As a result, the mask immediately cracked out a huge crack several feet in size, and Zuo Lang walked in with his head up.

Nan Ming and Zhang Chong's Sanqing disciples smiled slightly, and a thick clear qi flashed away, and the white light mask made a crisp sound.

was actually split by Nan Ming's sleeve with a large mouth that was a foot high, and they also took this opportunity to rush in.

Zhichang and Ye Xiaowu were in shape, and they couldn't help but enter after that.

Chiba and Su Nian were the last to enter the light mask.

Soon, the crowd disappeared into the blue light above the high platform.

The place where the mask had been torn back to its original state was restored, and the steps became quiet again. (To be continued......)