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Chapter 435: Fog

Chapter 435 Mist

At this time, the defensive formation of Datong Mall was lifted, and all the warriors who were watching were still in fear. Fortunately, the warriors of Shenghuan and Shenhuan did not take action, otherwise their lives would be worried.

"In the end, I still handed over the ring. If I had known this, why would I do it in the first place?" Cang An said disdainfully.

Lianhan didn't say anything. She always felt that this incident was bizarre. Did he really hand over the ring obediently like this? If so, why delay it for so long? Wouldn't it be better to do it from the beginning?

Mo Han stopped at this time and was trembling all over. It was not because of fear or excitement, but because he was furious and extremely angry. He didn't expect that so many holy fantasy warriors would be tricked by a small heavenly fantasy warrior? How on earth did he do it?

Did he do it? Mo Han didn't even think about this question.

In a few breaths, the sound of breaking through the air was heard in the distance. At the flying speed of the Holy Illusion Warrior, several thousand kilometers only took a blink of an eye. When they saw Mo Han stunned on the spot, they were also startled, but then they moved Mo Han away.

Surrounded in the middle.

Although the other party is a secret door left over from ancient times, he doesn't care much about the treasure now. "Mo Han, I'm afraid the secret door can't swallow the entire corpse, right? How about we share it equally?"

"I only want poisonous bones." The Poison King said calmly.

But Mo Han didn't say anything, "Are you planning to fight one against six? Even if your secret door skills are excellent, there is absolutely no hope." Le Wanxiang said coldly. He was in a very bad mood now, but he never expected that someone would

In a worse mood than him.

After sacrificing his disciples, he actually got a useless space ring. "Mo Han, what are your plans?" Ding Qianxian, the Supreme Elder of Huashen Sect, had lost his patience.

"What the hell? Do you want it? I'll give it to you." After saying that, Mo Han directly threw the space ring, and the remaining six people were also stunned. This scene seemed familiar.

After extending his senses, he discovered that there was nothing in the ring. Ding Qianxian was immediately stunned. Several other holy fantasy warriors also quickly took the ring over to examine it. Everyone's expressions were ugly.

Mo Han said coldly, "Do you understand now?"

"I understand, you moved the things, right? Hand it over, you won't be able to eat it through the secret door." Song Ling said coldly.

Mo Han was already holding back his anger, but now that he was wronged, his anger exploded, "Should I transfer? Don't you understand? It was that boy who tricked all of us."

In the distance, Wang Guang from the Nine Immortals Sect came with his people, and other magical warriors chased after him. The people from the alchemist family seemed to have left, and they also knew that they could not get along well with such a group of people.

Le Wanxiang said coldly, "You mean that a mere celestial illusion warrior can hide from the perception of us holy illusion warriors, and then play tricks on all of us?"

Mo Han was speechless, but this was indeed a fact, "Maybe you don't know how weird this kid is. We intercepted and killed him three times through the secret door, but he escaped every time." Now Mo Han could finally understand what the people of heaven and earth said. It was indeed not luck.

It is because of his many tricks that he became the target of public criticism this time.

"That's about your secret door, Mo Han, let us see your space ring." Ding Qianxian walked up and said.

"What? You want to see my space ring?" Mo Han was shocked and angry. The space rings have their own personal belongings. Who is willing to give them away? Moreover, Mo Han's space ring also contains the puppet of the head of the Ji family, and others.

It might be better if people see it, but if Songling sees it, it will be a disaster for the secret door.

Song Ling smiled coldly, "Of course I want to see it, but don't worry, we are not interested in your other items. We just want to confirm one thing, that is, you are not hiding the Jiuqi Giant Python."

Mo Han took a deep breath, knowing that he couldn't leave today, "Okay, since you don't believe me and are willing to waste time with me here, I, Mo Han, admit defeat, but I must beat that boy to his bones.

Ash." Mo Han is really suffering now. The reason why he is unwilling to take out the space ring is definitely not because he took the Jiuqi Giant Python, but because of the head of the Ji family.

He slowly took off the ring, but the next moment, black threads appeared all over the sky, "Mo Han, how dare you."

"Presumptuous." All the holy fantasy warriors did not expect that Mo Han would actually dare to take action. They obviously thought that Mo Han had taken away the Jiuqi Giant Python, and now this action was self-inflicted.

Mo Han secretly cursed these idiots in his heart, but he forgot that when he got the ring, he was so happy that he thought he had got the Jiuqi Python.

The secret door's technique was indeed weird, and everyone was controlled almost instantly, but Mo Han's strength was simply unable to control so many people, so he could only temporarily slow down their actions.

Then he ran away quickly. With his strength, these people couldn't catch up at all. As long as they entered the small world of the secret door, they could only stop there. Unexpectedly, this time they stole the chicken but lost the rice. Not only did they not get Jiuqi

The giant python has offended so many sects.

So what if there is the blood of the Blood Phoenix? The days ahead for the secret door may be a bit sad. On the other hand, Lin Huanran increased his speed to the extreme and released the Lightning Eagle casually.

The Lightning Eagle flew straight in the direction of Haoyang Kingdom, but suddenly it felt that the weather around it had changed. Heavy fog suddenly appeared in the originally clear sky.

Lin Huanran, who felt something was wrong, stopped immediately. If he acted rashly at this time, he would be in danger. "This is the Mizong Array." When thinking of the Mizong Array, Lin Huanran thought of the Mizong Valley, but he was only a member of the Four Divine Illusions.

Star, how could it be possible to catch up with myself?

"Lin Huanran? I didn't expect that you could fool so many people by yourself. You are really capable." In this fog, Lin Huanran's perception was greatly restricted, and he could not determine where the other party's voice came from.

Lin Huanran sneered, "I'm not as capable as you. How did you determine that I chose this route?" This was obviously a temporary maze. Could he be able to predict the outcome?

"I have set up activation mazes everywhere, so no matter where you go, you will fall into my formations," Wen Lan said.

Lin Huanran knew that if this kind of maze formation was not activated, it would disappear soon. It can be said to be a trap formation. "With your strength, you are no match for me, and your cleverness has no meaning. Hand it over, Nine

The Giant Python."

"Didn't I give it to Mo Han?" Lin Huanran said helplessly.

"You can deceive them, but you can't deceive me. Although I don't know what method you used to hide it, but I believe you will never hand it over." Wen Lan said.

Lin Huanran smiled, "Why are you so sure?"

"The art of physiognomy, Mizong Valley's existence in the Shangwu Continent is not due to our strength, but to our thaumaturgy. I can tell the truth of what you say by looking at your eyes, and I have tried it every time." Wen Lanman said.

He walked out slowly, with a confident smile on his face.

Lin Huanran carefully observed the surrounding formations and frowned secretly, "Don't look at it, you can't break this maze. If anyone could break the maze, the Lost Valley would have disappeared long ago."

"The art of physiognomy is indeed a magical art, but the art of physiognomy was originally divided into two schools. One of them can predict good and bad luck and has been lost. What he masters should be to infer your psychological dynamics from the subtle movements of your eyes."

The Sky-Breaking Sword said coldly.

Lin Huanran nodded secretly, there are all kinds of wonders in the world, but he didn't expect there to be such magic. The Hanzhi Sword appeared in his hand, and a smile appeared on Lin Huanran's face, "Then, use your physiognomy to look at me now. I

There are seven magical stars in the sky, but I am 70% sure of killing you, do you believe it?"

Wen Lan narrowed his eyes slightly, "You did not lie, and I don't know where your confidence comes from, but this is impossible. The gap between you and me, huh?" Before he finished speaking, Wen Lan knew clearly.

Seeing that Lin Huanran's expression did not change at all, she seemed indifferent to his words.

So what about the four-star magic star? "Okay, let me see how you kill me." Wen Lan carefully took out a scimitar. At this moment, he lost his original sense of superiority.

Lin Huanran smiled calmly, "Any formation has its own formation. Although your formation is from the Lost Valley, it is just a temporary formation. How much can it withstand? Sky-shattering sword rain." In an instant.

Countless sword energies appeared in the confusion formation, and they became more and more fierce.

"I have never used this sword before." Soon, the sword energy that was originally released did not attack, but returned to Lin Huanran's body again.

Wen Lan looked a little unhappy when he saw this scene, "Wait a minute."

"Oh?" Lin Huanran was surprised. It's already this time, do you still need to wait?

"It turns out that Mr. Lin, you actually use a sword." Wen Lan said.

"Yes, what? You want to laugh at me too?" Lin Huanran was not angry, this was already a common occurrence.

Wen Lan put away the scimitar and said, "Young Master Lin, you have misunderstood. Although I don't know how to explain this to you, if you have free time, I hope that Young Master Lin can come to Mizong Valley as a guest."

Lin Huanran frowned slightly, what is this Wenlan doing? "Are you going to the Mizong Valley to catch a turtle in a jar?"

"I, Wen Lan, swear that I will never harm the young master. I wonder if the young master knows the historical faults?" Wen Lan's words surprised Lin Huanran, "Could it be that the master of Wen Lan Valley knows?"

"I only know a little about it, but it has something to do with the young master. This is the messenger bird of Mizong Valley. It is the only bird that can safely fly into Mizong Valley without being confused by the formation." After saying that, Wenlan took out a wooden bird.

"Is this a machine bird?" Lin Huanran was stunned. This kind of thing did exist in ancient times, but it was lost for some reason. I didn't expect that there would be such a good thing in the Wandering Valley.

A mechanism made of various types of wood and bronze. Just adjust the gears to make the bird fly. It seems that this mechanism bird has a special setting. You can use it to fly into the Wandering Valley as long as you reach it.

"Yes, Mr. Lin, I will naturally activate the formation to let you in when the time comes. I have really offended you so much today." Seeing the 180-degree change in Wen Lan's attitude, Lin Huanran also felt very strange, but

What's more, I'm curious, what kind of secrets is hidden in Mizong Valley?

This article is read from the novel "".


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