On the mountain road, the dust that spread under the feet swayed in the wind. Chen Yuan, who was walking forward, suddenly stopped, looked away from the mountain road, and frowned slightly.
"My boss?"
"Fellow Daoist Chen, what's wrong?"
When Qingxu asked, he seemed to have noticed something. He frowned, spread out his palms, and calculated quickly. His expression suddenly changed: "No, Ding Mao's encounter with Kui is a sign of disaster. The magic circle outside the mountain has been broken."
"Is there an outsider?" The moment Yu Chen flicked the fly whisk and took out the peach wood sword with his other hand, the mountain road under everyone's feet suddenly shook, and they all used spells to stabilize their bodies. Chen Yuan seemed to see something out of the corner of his eye and turned his gaze.
I saw that the mountain wall was actually shaking, even rising and falling, with cracks spreading crazily, like a mouth opening and closing with the ups and downs, exhaling gusts of cool wind, blowing dust all over the sky.
Everyone raised their sleeves to cover themselves, but they were still blown away by the strong wind exhaled from the mountain wall.
"Hey, boss!"
The fat Taoist had a low level of cultivation, and his chubby figure couldn't help but lean towards the cliff. The moment Chen Yuan removed the spell and cast it to pull him back, the crazy old man not far away waved his hands in circles, and Nezha on his shoulder
The wooden sculptures were blown into the air together, "Save the apprentice and become the master!"
Chen Yuan hurriedly retracted the spell, jumped forward, grabbed the master, and pulled him back to the mountain path. The fat Taoist on the other side rolled on the ground and bounced to the cliff outside the mountain path.
"My boss, ah, ah, ah..."
The next moment, the fly whisk was thrown out like a white streak and wrapped around Sun Zhengde's waist. Yuchen pulled hard and pulled the fat Taoist who was yelling back to stand beside him.
The fat Taoist was still frightened and patted his chest.
"I'm scared to death. I've left more than two hundred kilograms of meat here."
Now, the wind blowing from the mountain wall has stopped, and the shaky road under my feet has stabilized.
"Is everyone okay?"
Qingxu looked back at everyone and scanned them roughly. Although they were a little embarrassed, no one had any trouble. "Everyone, be careful. The magic circle outside is forced, and we may fall into an illusion at any time."
"It's also possible that we are already in an illusion." Chen Yuan said softly. In his eyes, just like the scene at that time, a thin layer of water vapor appeared on the mountain road ahead, and the mountains in the distance became misty and blurry.
He stretched out his hand to grab the zombie-like Yiren and said in a low voice: "Everyone, follow me."
After finishing his words, Chen Yuan grabbed the woman's back and pushed her forward, moving forward quickly. The body created by Yan Ren must be unafraid of spells, so it would be good to use it as a shield.
The group of people naturally understood what they were doing, and they didn't say much. They followed closely with each holding a magic weapon. When they ran a certain distance, someone suddenly called out from behind.
"Outside the cliff, the disciples of Juling Mansion!"
As the words came out, other people in front of them looked around and saw that the forest outside the cliff was filled with mist. Ten figures were walking through the mist, as if they were looking for something while walking. It seemed that they did not see Chen Yuan and others on the other side of the mountain road.
"Boss, do you feel that they are very similar to us before?"
Before what the fat Taoist said, he was trapped in a soul separation, but ended up living in three crabs and almost being eaten by the crazy old man.
At this moment, the crazy old man didn't know if he was in the mood, he bent down to pick up a stone, and threw it out of the cliff. The moment it hit the white mist over there, he saw a group of people walking inside, and suddenly he screamed and became nervous.
, Yu Feihong's figure pulled two disciples from the sect, and the others escaped. A huge rock rumbled down from where they were standing just now.
"It's fun, haha, it's fun!"
Seeing this, the crazy old man clapped his hands excitedly, and then bent down again. At this moment, he directly picked up a big stone with both hands and raised it above his head. Chen Yuan, with quick eyesight and quick hands, used his fingers to cast a spell to take the stone off the master's head.
"Master, don't act nonsense, it's one of our own!"
The crazy old man looked over there, lowered his face slightly, turned away in aggrieved manner, and said "Oh".
At this time, the old man's laughter was still echoing in the mountains. Yu Feihong and his group of ten people in the white mist heard wild laughter. They avoided the huge rock and looked in the direction of the laughter.
Among them, there were actually more than a dozen demons over twenty feet tall, sitting on the top of the mountain and looking down.
All of them had green faces, fangs, red eyes and purple temples, laughing wildly.
"We are the only ones left here. Now that the demon has appeared, it is right in front of you. All the disciples of Juling Mansion obey your orders!" Yu Feihong raised his magic sword and pointed it at the huge monsters on the top of the mountain, shouting: "Kill!"
"Exterminate demons and protect the Tao. It is our duty to kill!"
The magic weapons refined in the hands of the nine disciples of the Juling Mansion suddenly bloomed with magic light and were thrown into the air. Following the magic arts they controlled in their hands, they rushed towards the demon on the top of the mountain.
"I...I...what the hell are you waiting for! Why are you calling us!" The fat Taoist hurriedly rummaged through the yellow bag. When he took out two yellow talismans, Qingxu beside him, Yuchen in the distance, and
There are Lihuomen, Tianshifu and other disciples and Taoist priests who have opened their spells to block this spell.
"Everyone, they are souls, and they are trapped in an illusion where reality is difficult to distinguish. They should regard us as monsters here."
Chen Yuan observed the expressions of Yu Feihong and the other ten people, ranging from shock to anger, and quickly noticed something strange, and quickly told everyone to prevent them from fighting back, especially Qingxu, Yuchen, Yunlong Yunhe and others were there.
, everyone in Juling Mansion over there will definitely not be able to bear it.
"The poor man knows."
Qingxu and the others didn't need Chen Yuan to tell them, they could tell that they had a sense of control in their hands, and they neutralized the spells thrown by the opponent, so they did not fight back and continued to move forward with Chen Yuan.
But in the eyes of Yu Feihong and the ten people who were trapped in the illusion, they saw a group of demons forming their spells, shaking their heads in disdain.
"Damn it, these monsters still think I can't wait!"
The ten people looked at each other, retracted their spells, and prepared to jump to the top of the mountain to fight these demons to the death. At this moment, a dull roar of "buzz" resounded throughout the mountain.
"Buzz!"
As Chen Yuan and others moved forward quickly, they looked around. The mountain road under their feet began to shake again. The entire mountain range from south to north was shaking at this moment. The dull sound like a dragon's roar came from this mountain.
At the moment when everyone was shocked, in the mist outside the cliff, the souls of Yu Feihong and ten people suddenly screamed, and the mist that escaped one by one floated into the air, like catkins swaying in the wind, being blown away into the distance.
As soon as the sound started, the illusion changed.
Could it be this mountain?
not good!
Chen Yuan realized that the mountain must be conscious, and when he saw that the two groups of people did not start fighting, he directly sucked away the souls of Yu Feihong's ten people.
"Qingxu and Yuchen, two Taoist priests, let's save people first!"
Coming together, it was impossible to ignore them. Qingxu, Yuchen, and other cultivators naturally nodded and ran along the mountain road. They each relied on their ability to fly on the ground, or step on the mountain wall to teleport. They would be able to use
All the spells available were used to capture the souls of ten people flying outside the cliff.
In the eyes of Yu Feihong and others, it was the demon in the mountain that sucked them into the sky and stretched out its ugly black and blue palms to grab them.
"I would rather die in the wilderness than die in the hands of monsters like you!"
He struck out a palm, deflecting the approaching giant palm, and then turned the magic sword and pressed it against his neck.
"Senior brother, don't want it!"
"stop it!"
The Juling Mansion disciples around Piaofei rushed towards Yu Feihong. Some people hugged their arms, and some blocked their waists and shouted. At this moment, everyone who was still flying suddenly fell to the ground, but they could not feel the pain.
"what happened?"
"Brother, look over there!"
A disciple of the Juling Mansion looked at the mountain wall in front of him in horror. It was a high stone platform. There was something blooming with golden light floating in the sky above, making circles of ripples visible to the naked eye. It had amazing power, which made people dare not
near.
Yu Feihong stood up in surprise and slowly approached the high platform. At this moment, a familiar voice came.
"Young Master Yu, don't come close!"
The ten people turned around and saw Chen Yuan and others standing outside the bronze-carved arch, but did not come in.
"True Lord!"
Seeing everyone, Yu Feihong had a smile on his face, and when he was about to pass by, he suddenly found that he couldn't move, lowered his head, and his body became a little transparent at some point.
Chunfeng has been sick for the past two days. He has a headache, his eyes are swollen, and he feels like he can't keep his eyes open for too long.