199 Black Fantasy Mourning

There was a teleportation array of about half a zhang in the palace of the canal city, Xian Zuimeng and Xue Zhen teleported to the other side of the canal city, where the city gate was located where Xue Zhen had not been, and then, the two stepped on the corresponding stone steps of the city wall, and soon, they stepped on the head of the city gate of the canal city that was as high as a hundred zhang.

Looking outside, just three or four feet away in front of Xue Zhen, the silk of light and illusion flowed, and he couldn't see the situation outside at all.

Xue Zhen naturally wouldn't send his own thoughts to check, he knew that since Xian Zuimeng brought him here, he naturally wouldn't let him just look at this circulating light curtain, sure enough, Xian Zuimeng's white sleeve robe was gently raised, and the spiritual light flickered with the forbidden light, in front of Xue Zhen, an empty curtain with a length and width of 100 zhang instantly appeared, but outside the empty light curtain, Xue Zhen looked at it, but it was pitch black.

At this time, Xue Zhen naturally let go of his hand, opened his eyes, sent his divine thoughts, and stimulated Xuan Tiancong to the extreme.

What Xue Zhen could see with the naked eye was only pitch black, but when his divine thoughts were sent, he found that these dark places were actually due to a kind of black mist, which covered the entire considerable space, and moreover, Xue Zhen carefully sent out his divine thoughts nearly thousands of miles away, and he couldn't find the corresponding end, so vast that Xue Zhen was a little unexpected.

This kind of mysterious fog is not cold, not dark, not evil, but it exudes a very strange atmosphere. After sending out the divine thought for so long, what Xue Zhen could perceive was the silk wool that floated and landed from time to time in the Xuan Mist, and these black silk flakes were not very regular, and they were all over the black Xuan Mist. It looks very weird, sometimes flashing, sometimes disappearing, sometimes moving rapidly, making people unpredictable.

In the end, Xue Zhen's Xuan Tiancong stimulated, he heard a melodious music in the black fog outside, the music rose and fell, from time to time as if in the graceful wilderness, the beauty embraced in the arms and kept warm, from time to time as if ambushed on all sides, ten thousand arrows shot the body, terrifying and terrifying, from time to time like a drum shaking the sky, the momentum was outrageous, and from time to time he returned to the idyllic mountains, enjoying the leisure and tranquility.

Such a kind of effect that can make people intoxicated and dreamy, but Xue Zhen has always been clear, and he has not been confused by the corresponding joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and the fresh drunken dream next to him slanted at Xue Zhen out of the corner of his eyes at this moment, and a trace of surprise flashed on his face.

"Black Fantasy Mourning!

After Xue Zhen observed for a while, his supernatural powers were all retracted, and he muttered softly, but the fresh drunken dream next to him only responded with a wry smile, being disturbed by this black illusion and sadness, which had made him physically and mentally exhausted, he didn't have any idle laughter, and then, Xian drunken dream heard Xue Zhen's words, Xue Zhen said:

There should be an interface crack nearby, otherwise this aura shouldn't appear for no reason!"

"That's right! Xian Mou thinks the same, he has been to investigate many times, but he has returned in vain!" Xian Zuimeng sighed lightly and said so.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen pondered for a while, and then said like this:

"Fresh seniors!, with the Golden Immortal Rank Divine Thoughts of the fresh seniors, they can't find out where the interface cracks are?"

"That's true, Xian Mou once spent as long as a month, and searched for it when it was not so large and uncontrollable, but he didn't find it at all, Xian Mou felt that the black illusion mourning here seemed to have some kind of confusing ability, even if it shielded the five senses!" Xian Zuimeng immediately gave his opinion.

Hearing this, Xue Zhen couldn't help but feel light, like this situation, he had not encountered it in his previous sights and hearings, maybe it was because he had no actual experience, Xue Zhen pondered for a while, and then asked in a voice:

"Since the Xian seniors have gone deep into it, they must know what kind of danger there will be, and what needs special attention!"

At this moment, Xian Drunken Meng looked at Xue Zhen, and couldn't help frowning secretly, he didn't immediately tell Xue Zhen the answer he wanted, but stared at Xue Zhen at the same time, and asked instead of answering:

"Xue Daoyou, you want to go and investigate this black illusion mourning?"

"Xian seniors, why not! Alone, Xian seniors told the attention in this black illusion mourning, Xue's spiritual cultivation is enough to deal with, and it won't be too much of a problem to walk here, besides......" Speaking here, Xue Zhen's gaze turned outside, he looked at these black mist, it was difficult to distinguish what kind of mist, a trace of melancholy flashed on his face, and then said:

"The situation here is already precarious, touching the city protection array is between three or two months, then it is really difficult to predict that this city protection array will be abandoned, and the people in the city will be displaced, there are hundreds of millions of mortal people here, Xue Mouda really doesn't want to watch this kind of scene appear from the bottom of his heart!"

Speaking of this, Xian Zuimeng's face couldn't help but twitch, indeed, in his opinion, the situation here is very likely to develop in the direction described by Xue Zhen, which is also what he doesn't want to see, for this reason, Xian Zuimeng's face unconsciously twitched.

Xue Zhen didn't feel it, his eyes looked at such a completely boundless black fantasy mourning music, and the sound of music came, terrifying, profound, and made people's mood suddenly heavy, but Xue Zhen didn't realize it at all, his eyes were full of firmness, a kind of firmness that couldn't be turned back.

In this regard, Xian Zuimeng can naturally check one or two, he can't see through such a "nosy" person from the bottom of his heart, he has a warm heart, but he still has a lot of scheming, just in this aspect, he has filled a blank spot in countless people.

At this moment, after thinking about it for a while, Xian Zuimeng said to Xue Zhen:

"Xue Daoyou, in fact, with your spiritual realm cultivation, it's really not a big deal to go and explore, but what you have to pay careful attention to is that kind of disturbing music, the deeper you go, the more confusing your mind will be, you'd better apply a clear heart trick by yourself, as for other really noteworthy threats, Xian really hasn't encountered them, and he can't give you a reference!"

"Thank you for the reminder from your seniors, Xue will definitely pay attention!"

As soon as the words fell, Xue Zhen actually performed the corresponding trick, and when the light was slightly raised, his feet were lightly clicked, and he bounced up, breaking through the forbidden sky of the Qucheng City Protector Array, and Xian Zuimeng's brows were furrowed unconsciously, but he didn't know whether he was speechless or speechless.

Then Xue Zhen, under the pinching of the magic formula in his hand, his mind lightly turned the blood-red spiritual realm that he carried around his body, and a layer of forbidden light appeared on his body.