"Is it calm, or is there no means?"

After recovering in the cave, Wang Buji headed towards the island again, and at this moment, in his heart, he was still thinking about the voice in the phantom array.

If you think it is good, the man, or the creature, must still be on the island.

After refining the blood ant mosquito, he got a scattered and vague memory, or it can't be called a memory, because, the fierce insect has no intelligence, and those should be called instincts.

The only area on this island that blood ant mosquitoes dare not enter is the center of the island.

Wang Buji wanted to see what kind of place was the place where the blood ant mosquito, which ranked second among the top ten fierce insects in ancient times, did not dare to set foot in the thunder pool!

Along the way, Wang Buji collected some spirit plants from time to time, and he now knew that the group of bloodthirsty black ant mosquitoes usually survived by sucking the juice of these spirit plants.

Let a group of bloodthirsty murderous creatures eat vegetarian, this island, I don't know how long it has been closed.

Along the way, he didn't encounter any obstacles, and after half a day's effort, he had come to the center of the island.

This is a valley, a waterfall in the valley, what attracts Wang Fuji's attention is that there is a palm-sized stone tablet embedded in the stone next to the waterfall.

I saw that this stele was black throughout, and there were countless mysterious lines on it, exuding a transparent glazed color, and these runes crisscrossed to form a "Xun" character.

"Eight True Dragon Monuments Xunzi Monuments!"

Wang Fuji's expression moved, his spiritual sense was swept, and he didn't see anything abnormal, so he stepped forward a few steps and stretched out his hand to pull out the stone stele.

"Stop!"

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded, which seemed a little arrogant.

"It's finally out!"

Wang Buer's eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart moved, this voice, he would not forget, was the smug mocking voice in the illusion.

However, Wang Buer did not pause, his big hand had already grabbed the stone tablet and pulled it out vigorously......

"Bang!"

Just listen to the bang. The boulder cracked, and the stele came smoothly into Wang Fuji's hands.

"Oh, little friend, there's something to say. There's something to say!"

The voice seemed a little panicked, no longer arrogant, but a little begging for mercy.

"It's not good, quick, don't let him escape!"

Wang Buji didn't have time to speak. The voice began to scream, and almost at the same time, under Wang Buji's feet, a ray of light rose into the sky from among the cracked boulders.

Wang Buji's expression remained unchanged, and he grabbed it with his left hand, and suddenly, a five-colored big hand formed, grabbing the light.

"Isn't this going to be ......?"

The light dissipated and appeared in Wang Fuji's palm. It was a round bead, and in the bead, it was foggy, and there seemed to be various colors of light flickering, which looked very dreamy.

To Wang Fuji's surprise, he could feel a faint and unpredictable coercion from this bead, which he was very familiar with. It's Long Wei!

In other words, this fantastic bead in his hand is a dragon ball?

"Hey, it's a Mirage Ball. "In my head. Qinglian's exclamation sounded.

Wang Buer's brows furrowed slightly, the mirage, the true dragon species, is good at illusion, as early as ancient times, it has been extinct.

Unexpectedly. On this island, there is a mirage ball.

Moreover, this bead is still vibrating in his hand, and it is obvious that his spirituality is not low.

"Little friend, thank you so much!"

As Wang Buji pondered, the voice sounded again. This voice came from all directions, making it impossible to tell where the person who spoke was located.

"Pretend to be a ghost and come out, otherwise, I will refine you, and when the time comes, the true spirit will be annihilated, but you won't be able to kidnap me." ”

Wang Fuji's expression remained unchanged, but he looked at the true dragon tablet in his right hand, and said quietly.

"You...... How did you find out. ”

Before Wang Bu'er's words fell, he saw that on the stone tablet in his hand, the phantom of a burly old man slowly appeared.

I saw that the old man was dressed in a dragon robe, with dragon horns on his head, and between his eyebrows, there was a momentum that looked at the world.

It's just that at this moment, a pair of dragon eyes are staring at Wang Bu'er with a look of surprise.

"It's really there. ”

Wang Buji grinned.

"You...... You're going to trick the old man!"

The old man was stunned, and his face was indignant.

"Tell me, who are you?"

Wang Buer didn't want to be entangled, so he snorted coldly and asked, a soul hidden in the True Dragon Tablet really made him a little curious.

"Hmph, the old man is the true spirit of the Eight True Dragon Monuments!"

The old man snorted angrily, put his hands behind his back, and looked like Lao Tzu was the best in the world.

"Oh?"

When Wang Buer heard this, his heart moved, and he grasped a little bit sharply, this old man just said that he was the true spirit of the Eight True Dragon Tablets, but he didn't say that he was the true spirit of the Xunzi Tablet, that is to say......

"You say yes, why is there only one piece left?" Wang Buer raised his eyebrows slightly, looking like I didn't believe you.

"What do you know, the old man disdains to lie and deceive, the eight true dragon tablets are one, if they weren't broken up in the end, how could the old man's true spirit be so weak, he couldn't even get out of this broken island!"

When the old man saw Wang Buji's suspicious look, he immediately became angry and yelled.

"This old guy is quite honest. Wang Buji smiled secretly in his heart and continued, "Wang can take you out of the island, but you have to follow me." ”

"Good!"

Unexpectedly, the old man agreed very simply.

Seeing Wang Buji's suspicious gaze, the old man snorted coldly and said: "You kid, Dao heart is rare through the ages, that mirage illusion, even if an ordinary emperor-level powerhouse enters, it will cause inner demons and fall into his own illusion, once he falls in, it will be an endless reincarnation, until the strength is exhausted, the mind is exhausted, and there is no return!"

"But you, from beginning to end, have maintained this sanity, and the Dao heart has never lost a little bit at all, even in ancient times, it is extremely rare!"

"You know, it's the illusion of the ancient mirage, and it's half a step away from achieving the existence of the Demon Venerable!"

"Ancient Mirage, Demon Venerable!"

When Wang Buji heard this, his pupils constricted, and he looked at the bead in his hand, could this thing be the dragon ball of the ancient mirage that the old man said!

"Yes, that's it, the old man has spent endless years to wear off his spiritual intelligence, it's just an ancient mirage, unfathomable, his dragon ball spirituality, the old man can't be wiped out, and can only be suppressed with his body. The old man looked at Wang Fuji's expression and explained immediately.

"This dragon ball, did you have wisdom before?" Wang Buji looked at the dreamy dragon ball in his hand, his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Of course, it's normal for such a spiritual creature to produce spiritual wisdom in endless years!"

"You drained his sanity and suppressed him under the True Dragon Monument?"

"It's a drop!" the old man straightened his chest, looking proud.

"And what's going on with the illusion outside the island?"

"Uh......"

Wang Buji rolled his eyes, obviously, the old man's words could not be trusted, this guy is a master who is going to die and suffer as if he was alive, since he suppressed the Dragon Ball, how could the illusion of the outside world still exist.

"By the way, in the illusion, you seem to be going to kill me. Wang Buer's eyes narrowed slightly, and his pupils were deep, and there was a flash of murder.

"Oh, misunderstanding, misunderstanding, old man only thinks you are those ordinary monks, anyway, you can't escape death, the island is lonely, naturally you have to appreciate it......"

The old man's words became lower and lower, because Wang Buer's face became more and more gloomy.

"This ...... That one...... This Mirage Dragon Ball instinctively protects this island, his illusion, the old man can only see, but he can't intervene, the old man is just a spectator!"

When the old man saw this, he immediately cried out for injustice.

"Protect this island, what is the matter with this island?" asked Wang Buji. (To be continued.) )