Daqizong

Youmeng Mozun is one of the top masters from the heavens. Excluding those hermits who are not in the ranking, he ranks second!

"If it's really him, those dream-eating demons will be punished!"

There was a trace of worry on Li Wan's face, but for a while, he had no choice but to hide himself deeper, hoping to escape from this fairy mansion safely.

But at this time, he also suddenly remembered that such a giant as Youmeng Mozun would not leave his lair easily.

"Could it be that there is some treasure hidden in this Immortal Mansion that even he was attracted?"

"There are heavy treasures hidden in the fairy mansion, which is normal, but there is one key point that cannot be ignored, that is, the demon clan seems to know the inside story in advance."

"If it weren't for this, they wouldn't be able to act ruthlessly before seeing the benefits."

"The Cultivation Alliance is not an idle force. They are able to hide so many people because of their mental calculations and unintentional calculations. But if they really want to kill, I'm afraid they won't be able to do it for a while. Even if they can, the demons will have to Not a small price to pay…”

After thinking about it, Li Wan felt more and more that the situation here was chaotic and chaotic, and it seemed that someone had planned it.

I have no intention of entering the game, and I don't have the strength to sweep everything, so I can only be more careful.

Fortunately, the others held back the enemy, so there was still a chance.

"If there is any valuable treasure, it may not be impossible to fight for it!"

Li Wan's mood was soaring, and he became more and more careful to hide his whereabouts.

……

In the dense fog, there are ruins and broken walls everywhere, and a black shadow floats in the fog like a ghost.

Several figures followed closely.

"Mozun, this is really an accident. We didn't expect that Li Wan can still maintain his clarity, and he has the means to hide his aura."

Talk to the man.It was Qi Lian, and he couldn't help showing a bit of anxiety at this moment, explaining to the ghostly figure in front of him.

That figure was none other than You Meng Demon Venerable.

Youmeng Mozun's ethereal voice sounded: "You should know that this deity has only one purpose for coming here. If you want to find that person, you should find it yourself."

Qi Lian's complexion changed slightly, and he said: "But, the Immortal Mansion is really too big..."

Youmeng Mozun snorted coldly and said: "Didn't I already send the Heavenly Demon General to help you? Well, don't talk nonsense. The great formation of this Immortal Mansion still has some power, and I will deal with it with all my strength."

Qi Lian's complexion changed again and again, but he could only watch helplessly as Youmeng Mozun stepped into the depths of the thick fog, and had nothing to say.

"This Youmeng Demon Lord is really unreliable!"

After a long time, Qi Lian revealed hatred and cursed secretly.

In Zhenbao Pavilion, he is also a person with head and face, so he cannot rely on the Demon Lord.Begging.

Those words just now, in his opinion, were enough to be humble enough, but Youmeng Mozun ruthlessly refused.There is not even a trace of room for bargaining.

"Fortunately, the Pavilion Master has already reached this level. Although Li Wan hid deep enough, we have not been able to find his whereabouts until now. But he would never have thought that this Molin Immortal Mansion was from the upper echelon. The fragments of the fairy world that fell from the inner circle, it is all up and down. The laws of space and time shrouded are very different from the inner circle, and it is by no means easy to enter and exit."

Qi Lian sneered: "It's ridiculous that those members of the Cultivation Alliance really thought that they could only come in with their Immortal Talisman, but they didn't know that this Immortal Mansion has been discovered by us for a long time. You can only stop at the periphery, why bother to borrow the hands of outsiders?"

"This Immortal Mansion is still ours after all, they are only worthy of being stones to guide us!"

Several other Zhenbao Pavilion experts nodded secretly when they heard it.

"This time is also a coincidence. If the pavilion master hadn't accidentally learned the secrets of this place from ancient books, he would not have done this trip. However, Li Wan is really unexpected. He has already fallen into the dream of the demon, and he can escape. I'm afraid It is a secret treasure to defend yourself against the attack of the spirit!"

Hearing someone mention Li Wan, Qi Lian's expression became serious again.

"In any case, find him first!"

"What about the Immortal Mansion?"

"Hmph, if you want to enter the Immortal Mansion, even the Heavenly Demon clan cannot do without us. Since Youmeng Mozun refuses to help us find him in person, we have no choice but to come by ourselves!"

……

With great care, Li Wan hid deeply under the protection of the Shadow Orb and traveled farther.

At this time, he was more and more sure that he had left the entrance of Immortal Mansion.

Because he sensed the aura of the blood-clothed ancestor by relying on the induction of his natal magic weapon, and he was indeed still in place, without moving at all.

Li Wan could feel more and more clearly that the blood-clothed patriarch was also caught in a bitter battle in the nightmare and illusion.

The strength of his faith will vary from time to time, and the bright golden light is like a layer of bright red blood.

Afraid of Youmeng Mozun's own attack, Li Wan didn't turn back hastily, but decided to use the blood-clothed ancestor to help others.

"The source of my life, listen to my orders, and offer sacrifices to the gods!"

Li Wan stopped, and within the shadow of the Shadow Orb, pinched the magic formula with his hands, sacrificed the magic power, and casted a secret method of the imperial treasure, which is the way of the magic weapon of life.

All of a sudden, the silk thread of wish force was shining brightly, with a strange power that ordinary people could hardly perceive, tracing back to the source, it rushed towards the blood-clothed ancestor instead.

Conferred God Sacrifice!

At this moment, in the dream of the blood-clothed patriarch, thousands of heavenly soldiers swarmed, all armed with weapons and magic weapons.

He, Li Wan and the others experienced bitter battles one after another, but they were always trapped in it and could not get out.

Because the situation is born from the heart, he doesn't know all of Li Wan's abilities, so he doesn't have the way to get out of trouble easily by sacrificing the Yutianrong chariot, he can only support himself in the battle.

As more and more masters in the same industry fell, his blood marsh was also full of heavenly soldiers and generals, and it became more and more difficult to drive away.

"Boom!"

"Dong dong dong dong..."

A thunderous drum sounded continuously from the front. The blood-clothed patriarch opened his eyes wide, helplessly watching a Hercules king raise a huge hammer and slam it down.

"boom!"

The world seemed to collapse at this moment.

Although he was also in the middle of the battle, he discovered that this was some kind of illusion, but he also knew that there were lies in the truth, and there was truth in the lies. If he let these illusions kill him, even if he did not die, his vitality would be severely injured. When the ultimate move came, there was no longer any resistance.

In order to save his life, he could only frequently use the powerful Styx magical powers to resist these heavenly soldiers, and he was already close to running out of fuel.

But by this time, he could no longer support himself, he could only sigh and close his eyes helplessly.

suddenly!

The next moment, the dream turned around, and it was still the same as before, returning to the original starting point again.

"I can't go on like this. In this illusion, I have been killed seven times!"

There was a trace of anxiety on the face of the blood-clothed ancestor.

He looked at Li Wan, wanting to tell his discovery, but suddenly remembered his previous experience.

That was the third time before he died in battle, he tried to tell Li Wan his guess at the risk of a mutated illusion.

But unexpectedly, Li Wan suddenly grinned at him, and as soon as he pointed it out, he turned him into a golden eagle with a great alchemy technique.

Until now, there is still some blockage of flesh and blood in his body, and it is extremely inconvenient for mana to circulate.

The blood-clothed patriarch was well-informed, and immediately understood that he had attracted the attention of the culprit who created the illusion, and doing so would not only be useless, but would only speed up his own death.

There are even some illusions, which are born from the heart, and will act out one by one the most fearful and desperate things, and the difficulty of deciphering them will increase sharply.

He still has some confidence in just going to the Immortal Mansion, but with the fatal key of the blood gourd, he dare not provoke Li Wan at all.

If the culprit found out that he was restrained by Li Wan, there would be no hope of escape.

"Illusions have their own laws, and the power I can use...is really too little!"

In desperation, the blood-clothed patriarch could only follow the reality, join forces with Feng Yuxian and Luo Ying, and even in the name of defending the proprietor, closely followed Li Wan to guard against accidents.

In the illusion, Li Wan was still the respected elder of the Cultivation Alliance and the leader of Qi Dao, and he participated in very few battles. Only by doing so, he had more chances to win.

But even so, the blood-clothed patriarch and his party still couldn't break through the barrier of the million heavenly soldiers. Every time they passed through the arch, millions of heavenly soldiers rushed in, and the group entered the mansion. After a hard fight, the entire army was wiped out.

The blood-clothed patriarch tried to use the law of illusion to imagine that his fellow Taoists were strong and profound, and he used various methods to break out of the encirclement, but after all, he had limited knowledge and had no way of knowing the methods of those real giants.

Just relying on his own cultivation base, he couldn't get out of the predicament at all.

In the end, he clearly knew that everything in the illusion was false, but he became more and more powerless.

Just at the moment of despair, a thunderclap came into his ears.

The blood-clothed patriarch suddenly saw that the color of the sky and the earth changed, the fairy mist dissipated, and the sky was full of golden lights, shining down on him.

The blood-clothed patriarch's mind wandered, and he saw the blood gourd in his hand seemed to have a spirit, glowing with agility.

An unspeakable tyranny was born out of thin air.

He obtained this magic weapon from Li Wan. After decades of sacrificial training, he already possessed a certain foundation. However, he had never felt that it was so powerful.

There was only a roar of the dragon's roar, and the blood-clothed patriarch lost his mind, the blood gourd flew up automatically, and the torrential long river surged out, carrying blood all over the sky, sweeping around.

In just an instant, the entire world turned into a sea of ​​blood.

The blood-clothed patriarch was surprised to find that this sea of ​​blood had involved millions of heavenly soldiers.

"It's impossible, my supernatural powers don't have such power..."

The blood-clothed patriarch was surprised, but found that he was also involved in the sea of ​​blood at some point.

Blood poured down, and a desperate feeling of suffocation emerged spontaneously...

"what!"

The blood-clothed patriarch woke up suddenly!

At this time, he suddenly realized that he was standing in a barren open space.

The river of blood around was raging, and it was sweeping towards the other monks around uncontrollably. (To be continued..)