Chapter 82 The Netherworld Ancient Mirror

"That head is also a royal bloodline?" Long Xuan asked suspiciously.

"No, the head of the regiment is just an ordinary berserker, but I don't know why, she is now the only berserker in our village who can use berserker, so she has also received a bloodline baptism, although she does not have the same royal bloodline as me, and her cultivation has only reached the early stage of the third order, but once the head of the regiment becomes berserk, it can't even be stopped by a late third-order martial artist. As soon as Zhang Hu mentioned Qi Wei, his eyes suddenly burst into stars, full of admiration.

"Crazy?" Long Xuan thought carefully, and suddenly remembered that in the first battle against the Red Moon Demon, Qi Wei became more and more courageous, and finally began to emit a strange red light in his eyes, smashing the flesh of the Red Moon Demon with a hammer.

If it weren't for Qi Wei's blow, Long Xuan wouldn't have been able to deal with the Red Moon Demon so easily, and it wasn't clear what Qi Wei's strength suddenly skyrocketed at the time, but now that I think about it, it might be the so-called madness.

"I see, no wonder Qi Wei knows so much about the cultivators and the Qingling Sect, probably because she can go berserk, so she has already been cultivated by the clan, only Zhang Hu, a stupid big man, only recently knew. Long Xuan thought to himself.

Before I knew it, two hours had passed, but the two disciples who had been sent out had not returned.

"What's the matter, didn't you say that you have to come back whether you can find the teleportation entrance or not?" Long Xuan thought with a frown.

"Could it be that there is danger? Zhang Hu said anxiously.

"Probably not, I said that they should retreat immediately when they encounter danger, they should not be so stupid, and they can still escape when they encounter danger. Long Xuan pondered.

"In this way, Zhang Hu, the cultivation here is the highest for you and me. Let's go in first, and the others are waiting here. lest you make unnecessary sacrifices!"

With that, Long Xuan and Zhang Hu walked towards the depths of the Netherworld Castle together.

It was pitch black inside the Netherworld Castle, and then I felt a strange aura that made people shudder.

Long Xuan looked at the pitch-black passage, opened his hands, and suddenly a flame appeared in his hand, illuminating the entire passage.

In this way, Long Xuan and Zhang Hu walked for dozens of minutes, and they didn't encounter any accidents!

"Why do I think it's so weird here, it sends a chill down my spine, like I used to be in a mass grave. Zhang Hu shivered and said.

Just as Zhang Hu was speaking, Long Xuan suddenly felt a strange ghost wind blowing, and then a huge grimace appeared in front of him.

"Grimace?" Long Xuan said in shock, since Xiuzhen thought that he had never believed in ghosts and gods, and knew that the soul of ordinary people would be wiped out after death, and only when he reached the stage of knotting could he hold the Yuan Infant when his body was damaged, so the most ghosts said was the Yuan Baby.

But the grimace in front of him was obviously not a Yuan Baby, Long Xuan looked back and saw that Zhang Hu's face had turned pale.

The huge grimace gave a weird smile and stopped in mid-air. Chilling, Long Xuan immediately took out the Red Flame Sword and attacked towards the grimace.

"How could it be!" Long Xuan was shocked again, his flying sword actually pierced through the huge grimace and directly pierced the past.

"Could it be physical attack immunity?" Long Xuan sent out a series of wind blades, all of which passed through the middle.

"Fireball Technique!" Long Xuan can only use the most primitive spells, cultivators are not like magicians, they can send out powerful spells, and the spells of cultivators are all the energy in their own bodies. Whereas, a magician uses spiritual power to directly control the magical elements between heaven and earth.

The fireball technique passed directly, and the grimace was still smiling strangely at Long Xuan, as if laughing at his ignorance.

"If it's a ghost, this fireball technique should have a certain effect, how can it be immune to spell attacks!"

Long Xuan turned his head to look, Zhang Hu was still looking at the huge grimace with a look of fear, as if he had completely lost the confidence to resist.

When Long Xuan saw this, he suddenly thought: "According to Zhang Hu's character, it is impossible to be so cowardly as a mouse, the only possibility is that what I see is fake!"

"This grimace is fake, Zhang Hu is fake. It's all an illusion!" Long Xuan thought about it more and more clearly.

"Yin and Yang Eyes!" Long Xuan said leisurely, one eye began to turn silvery-white, and suddenly the whole world was only black and white. The grimace in the air faded away.

"Sure enough, it's an illusion. Only then did Long Xuan notice that there were already more than a dozen people standing in this passage, all of them with their eyes closed, immersed in illusion.

"I said that none of them came back, I guess they all fell into the illusion, maybe they were all in the illusion and thought they had escaped from the Netherworld Castle. ”

Long Xuan looked at Zhang Hu standing in place, his eyes closed, he should still be fighting with grimaces.

"There should be an evil thing in front of you that causes illusions. "Long Xuan knew that if he wanted to dismantle their illusion, he had to find out the source of the illusion.

Relying on the Yin and Yang Eye, Long Xuan kept moving forward in the passage, because the Yin and Yang Eye was an ancient technique that broke the illusion in ancient times, so along the way, Long Xuan never saw that huge grimace again.

After walking for nearly half an hour, a light appeared in Long Xuan's field of vision, and Long Xuan immediately ran towards the light source.

A secret room appeared in front of Long Xuan, the entire secret room was only the size of a house, and the walls were inlaid with red gems, emitting a strange red light, which looked extremely evil.

There was a huge mirror hanging on the wall, the mirror was also red, surrounded by countless skeletons around the mirror, and under the mirror were several large twisted characters.

"Nether Mirror!"

"It should be the illusion caused by this mirror, but I didn't expect it to be just an unmanned ghost mirror, it has such great power, and so many people are all immersed in the illusion. ”

While thinking, Long Xuan walked towards the Nether Ghost Mirror, standing in front of the mirror, the self in the mirror was a little evil, as if it was diametrically opposed to his temperament.

Suddenly, Long Xuan's eyes shrank, and Long Xuan in the mirror smiled at himself wickedly, and then turned into a grimace and smiled weirdly at himself.

"It's a grimace again!" Long Xuan immediately used his yin and yang eyes to confront the grimace, but this time the grimace did not disappear, and it was still in the Netherworld Ancient Mirror.

Long Xuan felt that his consciousness was getting weaker and weaker, as if he had been sucked by the Netherworld Ancient Mirror.

The grimace was still smiling strangely at Long Xuan, and Long Xuan closed his eyes, feeling that his consciousness was getting more and more blurred.

Suddenly, with a shout, Long Xuan was awakened, opened his eyes, and saw Zhang Hu looking at himself anxiously, he was still in the original passage, there was no Netherworld Ancient Mirror around, there was no secret room, only a huge grimace floating in the air.

"What's going on!" Long Xuan shook his head and asked.

"Ever since you entered the passage, you've been staring blankly at this huge grimace in the air, and you don't know what's going on, and you can't wake up when you shout. Zhang Hu said anxiously.

"Double illusion!" Long Xuanhou was afraid, originally thought that he had seen through the illusion through the yin and yang eyes, but he didn't expect to be still in the illusion, looking at the people around him who were still immersed in the illusion, if it wasn't for Zhang Hu to wake him up, I am afraid that he would be like them, immersed in the illusion for the rest of his life, until he died.

Long Xuan shook his head, looked at Long Xuan's grimace, and asked, "Zhang Hu, why are you okay." ”

"I don't know, maybe the berserker bloodline suppressed this grimace, anyway, I don't think it feels anything, it's ordinary. Zhang Hu said with a tiger head.

"Okay, I know what's going on with this passage, let's get out. Long Xuan said, and took Zhang Hu to retreat quickly, until he retreated outside the passage.

A group of people outside the passage were waiting for Long Xuan to return, and when they suddenly saw them appear at the entrance of the cave, they were overjoyed and immediately ran over.

"What's going on!" asked a man anxiously.

"I don't know, there's a huge grimace in the passage, and the brothers seem to be trapped there. Zhang Hu said.

"It's an illusion, and it's a double illusion, and they may have thought that they had seen through the illusion and arrived in other dimensions, not knowing that they were still in the illusion. Long Xuan said earnestly.

"Then what should we do, are we trapped here for the rest of our lives?" Zhang Hu asked.

"It's up to you Zhang Hu, only you can be unaffected by grimaces here, I'll also use illusions later, let us sleep, the flesh still has the instinct to walk, you take us out of the illusion, and wake us up. As Long Xuan spoke, he closed his eyes and deceived.

Suddenly, except for Zhang Hu, everyone else fell into a deep sleep.

Zhang Hu looked at them, and reluctantly held hands with this group of people and walked towards the passage.

Because of the influence of Long Xuan's deception, this time the grimace did not affect them, Zhang Hu walked directly to the end of the passage, a huge light curtain, and stepped into it with one foot.

By the time Long Xuan woke up, the group of them had already left the Netherworld Castle.

"Whew! It's finally out, this time it's really nine deaths, if it weren't for Zhang Hu, I'm afraid we would all be trapped in that Netherworld Castle. Long Xuan said with palpitations.

"By the way, this is the place. Long Xuan asked.

"I don't know, it's not the eighth layer of space anyway! It seems that the immortal weapon is hopeless with us. Zhang Hu said dejectedly.

"I'll take a look in this space first. Zhang Hu, let's go find the entrance of the other space first. Long Xuan said, and flew into the distance.

Ye Xiaoxuan said that it has only been a year since the Desolate Tower was opened, and he has been in this space for almost a month, if he continues to find an exit like this, he may not gain anything by the end of the Desolate Tower trial.

Since the barren tower was cast by the ancient gods, it must not be as simple as only the eighth layer has immortal weapons, it must be that every layer of space has a role.

Therefore, Long Xuan did not deliberately look for the eighth layer of space, first looked for his own fate in this layer of space, maybe like Ye Xiaoxuan, he could obtain a phoenix inheritance or something, and the harvest would definitely be much greater than a fairy weapon.

Long Xuan flew and flew, and suddenly an ancient altar appeared in Long Xuan's field of vision, and the entire altar looked broken. It's like an ancient building that has been baptized over countless years.

Long Xuan landed on the altar, and he always felt that this altar was very familiar, but he couldn't tell what it looked like, especially a statue on the altar, which didn't look like a person, but like a ghost!