The handsome man smiled awkwardly and looked back at the front, the short man hurriedly dodged out of the smoke, and the man said: "My name is Night Emperor Tian, and I invested in building it here......!"

The man's voice was full of magnetism, but it was obvious that it was already the voice of an old man, and everyone in the hall looked at each other, this legendary adult, shouldn't he be every word in the mouth of the philosophers, how could it be like an Uncle Lotte teasing everyone there......

Night Emperor Tian continued: "Since I am about to die, I have to think about what will happen to me after death! I hate and worry that someone will come to rob my tomb in the future, and even move my corpse and dissect it or something, in the hope of excavating some earth-shattering laws from it...... Well, I'll admit, I've done this before, so I don't want to be met with someone like me in the future!"

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, there would have been a lot of laughter in the hall.

Night Emperor Tiandao: "This is just my experimental tomb, I disappointed you......"

As soon as these words came out, some people in the hall couldn't help but sigh in disappointment, this was not the tomb of the real Night Emperor.

The Phantom of the Night Emperor continued: "Of course, I don't know how many people are standing in front of me now, and I don't know if you are the friends I invited to test the probability of tomb theft, or if you are the ones who have come in and are expected to find benefits!

The eyes of the disappointed people lit up again.

However, Night Emperor Tian then said, "Before I give the benefits, I think it is necessary to introduce the production staff of this experimental tomb!"

As soon as the Night Emperor pulled his hand, the short old man in front of him was pulled into the smoke, and he introduced: "He is Fang Lingxuan, the chief demon pattern master of this production, Lingxuan, do you want to say something?"

The short old man said angrily: "It's said that it's so expensive, are you finished?"

Night Emperor Tian was very dissatisfied with the other party's non-cooperation, and with a light push, he pushed him out of the smoke, and with the other hand, he pulled again, and an unkempt old woman was dragged into the smoke, Night Emperor Tian introduced: "This is our necromancer, Mulala." Lala, what do you want to say?"

The unkempt old woman grinned, her yellow teeth were very mad, and said, "Hey, hello boys! Well, if you have a chance to see the Zuo Prime Minister of the Bright Dynasty, remember to say hello to him for me! But don't describe what I look like now, in his mind, I must still be the girl with braided hair...... Hmph, he definitely didn't expect that the innocent girl back then, after becoming an evil woman, would still be so worried about him, alas, I have been single for him for most of my life......" Speaking of this, his face was full of embarrassment and loneliness.

In the hall, everyone looked at each other again, what was it all for......

Lord Night Emperor, what good is it for you to hurry up, who cares about who the producer is, who cares about who this old woman has a crush on! The Bright Dynasty has also been destroyed for more than a thousand years......

When several producers took turns to appear, the time for everyone to pay tribute to the ancients finally came to an end.

Night Emperor Tian continued: "Okay, I think you are already a little impatient! Let's get back to the point, you will all be involved in illusion in a while, and have a big competition! But since you have come to this point, I don't think there should be any more casualties, and you should not kill yourself, so, in the illusion shijie, please feel free to shoot! Your death in the illusion shijie will not have any effect on you in reality......"

Most of the people present couldn't help but feel at ease, they naturally didn't want any more casualties to be able to come here, but as the Night Emperor Tian spoke, he seemed to have no bottom in his heart, so he asked loudly, "Is that so, Ling Xuan?"

The short man didn't show up, but his irascible voice came from the smoke: "My lord, I can't guarantee this, depending on their luck!"

Night Emperor Tian had no choice but to purse his lips and said with a smile: "Actually, luck is the biggest component of life! Of course, I will give you quite a lot of benefits, and these benefits will be presented to you in the illusion shijie, among them, the biggest highlight is my life's mastery, the Holy Spirit Technique!"

Hearing the Night Emperor Tian say so solemnly, everyone's hearts couldn't help but start looking forward to it again, especially the legendary name of the Holy Spirit Jue, which had been heard countless times, made many people's blood boil.

But then, Night Emperor Tian turned his head sideways and shouted in the direction outside the smoke, "Lingxuan, has my Holy Spirit Recipe been burned in?"

The short old man's voice responded: "My lord, you only gave me a part, I read it specifically, although I don't understand it very well, but the suspicion is incomplete!"

Night Emperor Tian looked a little embarrassed again, but he immediately grinned: "Okay, in fact, our lives are incomplete many times, and the most important thing is to participate...... Well, let's get started!"

With a wave of his hand, the smoke dispersed, and all the turquoise seemed to be transformed into a huge whirlpool, sweeping everyone into it, the whole shijie became hazy, and everything quickly disappeared......

When the consciousness changed from vague back to clear, shijie changed from hazy back to real, Feng Qinglang found that he had come to a snowy place, the snow fell on his face, the cold meaning was so real, there was no illusion in the illusion Shijie, Feng Qinglang understood, because this illusion joined the spirit of the Night Emperor Tian, as long as his spiritual liliang reigned above everyone, then no one could get out of this illusion in advance.

The Holy Spirit Recipe is a legendary-level secret that specializes in the spiritual sea, and its founder, the Night Emperor, must have reached a terrifying realm of spiritual power.

Feng Qinglang temporarily gave up the idea of cracking and cheating, and Beatrice was no longer around her, presumably when the illusion was activated, she was also randomly teleported to a corner of the snowy mountain.

High in the distance, the top of the snow-capped mountain shone with a soft light, and Feng Qinglang knew that this was a hint, and this was the destination for all the participants.

He walked forward, habitually only using the fourth-order liliang of the forging period, but he found that his steps were unusually light, and he couldn't help but be surprised in his heart, slightly breaking through the fourth-order, the liliang of the spiritual sea was still not the slightest loss.

Feng Qinglang immediately stopped, carefully examined his spiritual sea, and found that the entire spiritual sea had completely stopped running, stopped shrinking, and the turbulent waves on the ocean had also stopped, as well as the endless whirlpool, as if time had stopped, and the spiritual sea had stopped.

He thought about it carefully, and immediately came to his senses, in the illusion shijie, it was likely to seal everyone's spiritual sea to ensure that they were safe and sound.

Then, he couldn't help but be a little excited again, because the spiritual sea had shrunk for many years, his realm had fallen to the third order of the True Martial Realm, but he could fight without scrupling about the spiritual sea attrition, how many years had he not experienced it?

He stepped on his feet and wanted to plunge into the sky, but the sky seemed to be suppressed by something, and he couldn't fly, he could only stop on the branches of a cedar tree more than thirty meters high, could it be that this place is like the Alans Continent, there is a forbidden sky enchantment, but after thinking about it, he understood that the Night Emperor Heaven did not shape the sky at all, so in his illusion shijie, there is no concept of the sky, and the sky is just an ornament......

Standing on the branches, he checked the spiritual sea shijie again, and sure enough, the spiritual sea did not show the slightest loss, and when he looked down, there were several people in the snow forest in the distance who were also rushing to the top of the mountain, but their faces were blurred, and their true faces were obviously hidden by illusion.

Feng Qinglang thought that the production staff here was very thoughtful, and they all hid their appearances, so as not to have a little more scruples if they saw the appearance of their accomplices clearly and fought hard.

Since no one knew who he was, Feng Qinglang was even more relaxed, stepping on the branches in the canopy of each tree, and galloping towards the peak.

Every other way, under some trees, there will be some weapons, obviously this is a weapon for the participants to fight, some fights are also carried out in the woods, but Feng Qinglang has no intention of participating, and gallops straight by, suddenly, a cold wind rushed from under his feet, pointing directly at his vest, the speed is unbelievably fast.