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Chapter 1622 Return to Xianheyuan

Lu Yu asked: "Then do you know how to leave this illusion?"

There was a look of struggle on Dahei's face, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Back then, Xuantian Dao Ancestor and I still had some friendship, and I went to find the true spirit of Xuantian Jing. If he betrayed the ancestor and me, how could we find out from inside?

go out."

"During this period, you should leave from the Demon Suppressing Mountain first, and never come near the Demon Suppressing Mountain again."

Dahei reminded Lu Yu once and left in a hurry.

Judging from his troubled expression, it was obvious that confronting the true spirit of Xuantian Jing was not an easy task.

Lu Yu pondered for a moment and left from Zhenmo Mountain.

In a corner of Zhenmo Mountain, Yue Feng looked at Lu Yu's gradually leaving figure, a trace of fatigue flashed across his old face.

"Is this dream going to end again?"

Yue Feng looked into the void and said calmly: "Next time, don't dream of me again."

In the void, a violent fluctuation suddenly occurred, and it seemed that he did not agree with what Yue Feng said.

"I have lived long enough. I should have died long ago. I can't even remember how many years I have lived in this illusion."

"Wake up from a dream, fall into a dream again, I can only be a bystander, nothing can be changed. I am already very tired, let me really die."

Yue Feng's voice was filled with endless exhaustion.

From the invisible void, a burst of mourning suddenly came out, and soon Yue Feng's body gradually dissipated.

An expression of relief gradually appeared on Yue Feng's old face.

"Let those outsiders leave. In addition to the dog raised by the Emperor of Heaven, I also found a very interesting boy. It would be a pity if he was trapped here."

Yue Feng's voice gradually disappeared, and finally the whole person disappeared.

There was a violent vibration in the void, which seemed to be responding to Yue Feng's last request.



Purple-covered cave sky.

When Lu Yu returned here, he walked into the Crane Courtyard.

Although Dahei didn't say much to him, Lu Yu could vaguely guess what kind of bloody storm was coming.

The Heavenly Palace has been around for a long time and has ruled all realms for a long time. It must be an unimaginable force that can destroy such a behemoth.

Squeak!

The door opened, and the sound of a group of cranes immediately sounded inside.

However, where the cranes were being raised, the person standing there was not Li Chen, but a strange old man.

"Greetings, senior." The old man saluted Lu Yu quickly.

In heavenly cultivation, those who have mastered are always put first. Even if the old man is older than Lu Yu, he still calls Lu Yu his senior.

Lu Yu glanced around: "Where's Li Chen, why isn't he here?"

The old man was stunned for a moment, then asked curiously: "Senior, don't you know that Li Chen is dead?"

What?

Lu Yu's eyes turned cold: "How did he die!"

The old man shook his head: "I just ascended and only met Li Chen a few times. He was called away by Senior Mengcha at that time. He came back very late, and ended up leaving Xianheyuan the next day. After waiting

It took a long time for me to hear that he was dead."

"Moncha?" Lu Yu's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

He had just arrived in Heaven and didn't know anything, that is, Li Chen was helping him.

Even if this is an illusion, even if the people here don't really exist, Lu Yu will never forget the scene of helping Lu Yu before.

"Mengcha, where are you now?" Lu Yu said coldly.

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