Man is in the midst of the mysteries of the spirit, and the flesh is infinitely deduced

"What if... Brother Lu has actually arrived a long time ago?"

He raised his head and looked at the ghost-faced man in mid-air.

To be honest, Situ Yuan had suspected before that there was some connection between Anle and the Ghost-Faced Man.

After all, some things are really hard to explain by coincidence.

Both of them were unknown before, but happened to become famous in recent times.

Moreover, both of them are fourth-level warriors, and they both possess strength far beyond that of ordinary fourth-level warriors.

What made Situ Yuan most suspicious was that he heard that Huang Yueshan from Yueshan Escort Agency visited Lu Bin, and then he found out that Lu Bin had traveled with Huang Yueshan to the vicinity of the barren mountain before.

But after that, the Jade-faced Scholar never appeared in the barren mountain again. Instead, the Ghost-faced Man suppressed the heroes and made a great name for himself.

Plus now...

Thinking of this, Situ Yuan took a breath.

"hiss……"

"Isn't this possible?"

He subconsciously denied this conjecture.

Situ Yuan really associated Lu Bin, who was usually as gentle as jade, with the giant who had just destroyed the world.

"But...what if?"

Just when he was hesitating, doubting but not daring to doubt, a surprised cry suddenly came from behind him.

"Brother Situ, you are okay!"

The one rushing out from the ruins and rubble was Anle.

His body was covered in dust and had several obvious wounds. His breath was much weaker and he looked quite disheveled. One could tell at a glance that he had been through several battles.

"Brother Lu!?"

Situ Yuan glanced at Anle, then looked at the ghost-faced man above his head, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I told you, I was just overthinking it!"

Situ Yuan asked, "Where was Brother Lu before? Why didn't I see you?"

An Le smiled bitterly and said apologetically, "I was trapped in a strange magic circle. Just now, the space shook and the magic circle suddenly became ineffective. I was lucky enough to escape."

"I see."

Situ Yuan had no doubt at all.

There are indeed many strange and unpredictable magic arrays in this cave, which naturally restrain warriors. It is normal for Lu Bin to be trapped somewhere.

"That one is the ghost-faced man."

Situ Yuan looked up at the black shadow in the air, his tone filled with awe and fear.

"You didn't see what he did just now. I will never forget that scene in my life."

Situ Yuan lowered his voice and whispered in An Le's ear: "I suspect... he is not a human at all! He is just a monster in human skin!"

Anle: "..."

At this moment, the earth and sky in the cave shook violently again.

This vibration seemed to come from the origin of space.

The sky and the earth in the distance began to fade and dissipate, as if they had been erased by an eraser.

Anle knew that this was a sign of the cave's collapse.

After the remaining soul of Taoist Kong dissipated, the power that supported the survival of the cave also completely disappeared.

The collapse of the cave was only a matter of time, and the battle just now accelerated the process.

The vibrations continued to intensify, causing many warriors to lose their balance.

Then, the world spun before their eyes, and they found themselves back in the desolate and dilapidated Yanzhou.

But what happened in the cave will probably remain in everyone’s mind for a long time and will be hard to forget even after ten years.

Chapter 241 I still like your unruly look

The sandstorm in Yanzhou remains.

All I see is yellow earth.

The dark yellow wind whistled across this desolate land, bringing with it a dry and hot atmosphere.

The sun above was as scorching as before, and the sunlight was extremely dazzling.

But when many warriors saw this scene, they all felt fortunate to have survived the calamity.

"It's good to be alive."

Someone sighed softly, and the warriors nodded one after another. They turned around and saw that only about half of their colleagues who had traveled with them before were left!

The remaining half, of course, remained in that cave forever, and many familiar faces would never be seen again.

Thinking of this, everyone couldn't help feeling sad.

"Hmm? Has Senior Ghost-faced Man left?"

Situ Yuan looked up and found that the black shadow in the air had disappeared at some point, and he felt a little complicated.

The ghost-faced man's exaggerated and terrifying strength has been deeply rooted in the hearts of many warriors, so much so that they all feel fear.

But on the other hand, if the Ghost-Faced Man had not intervened, they would have already become part of the human puppet, and could be considered to have passively received a life-saving grace.

Besides, Wu Quan is dead, so there is no conflict between them and the Ghost-Faced Man, so there is no need to be hostile to each other!

Therefore, everyone's attitude towards the Ghost-Faced Man has undergone a significant change.

Gong Ye, who was not far away, fell back to the ground, sighed, and there was a hint of disappointment in her beautiful eyes.

"What a pity, Senior, are you still unwilling?"

Just after she asked the question, the ghost-masked man just shook his head and left in their sight.

Gong Ye couldn't keep pestering her.

But when she thought of the death of Wu Quan and the reaction of the Spirit Suppression Envoy afterwards, she felt a headache and her mood instantly turned bad.

"Li Guanshan, why are you still standing there?"

"Hurry up and count the people and get ready to go back, there's still a lot to do!"

Seeing Li Guanshan still in a daze, Gong Ye became furious.

Li Guanshan's eyes were still fixed on the direction where the ghost-faced man disappeared, with a look of great regret: "Next time we meet, I must touch that body."

He is still thinking about this matter!

Beside him, Pei Zun touched his chin, thoughtfully.

'The ghost-faced man just now seemed much weaker than before, and his aura was slightly different.'

"Is it the loss after the war, or is it... actually just a clone?"

Pei Zun had heard that during the incident in the deserted mountain, the ghost-faced man demonstrated the ability to split himself, so he had this suspicion.

He narrowed his eyes, silently scanned the people present, and finally, buried this thought in the deepest part of his heart.

******

In the blink of an eye, it was five days later.

All the warriors from the Qingzhou Town Spirit Division returned to Qingzhou, and were given a not-so-long vacation, and part of the cultivation resources were distributed, which was regarded as compensation for this action.

Judging from the results alone, the mission was undoubtedly a failure.

Not only did many of the Zhenling Division's backbone forces die, but even the acting Zhenling Envoy Wu Quan died on the spot.

The biggest failure is that they made such great sacrifices but gained nothing.

Most of the treasures in the immortal cave were destroyed in advance by Taoist Kong, leaving only some building materials. Although the warriors tried to carry them, the amount they could take away was extremely limited.

If it is manipulated by someone else and caused a big fuss, the remaining value will be almost destroyed.

The Qingzhou Zhenling Division also fell out with Sanna from Yanzhou because of this incident.

Not only did he not gain any benefits, but he also got himself into trouble.

In a word, it’s a shame!

But Wu Quan, who led the operation, had already died, and the higher-ups had no target to hold accountable, so they had to give up.

It is said that Wu Quan's elder brother Wu Pingtian had learned of his death and wanted to rush back immediately, but due to the tense situation on the front line, he could not get away for the time being at the request of the Divine Emperor.

However, these things have little to do with Anle.

At this time, he was in a remote mountain forest.

The forest was deep and dense, and no light could penetrate, making it seem extremely dim.

There was no one around, and the sounds of birds, animals and insects were particularly faint.

With the experience of being discovered last time, Anle deliberately chose this extremely secluded place and set up some concealment magic arrays around it.

This time he was not going to contact his master who was far away on the battlefield, but to do something that sounded extremely absurd to the warriors of the Great Tai Divine Dynasty.

"call……"

After making preparations, Anle let out a breath and adjusted himself.

When his energy reached its peak, Anle suddenly opened his eyes, and it seemed as if thunder flashed in the dim forest.

Then, he took out the divine general armor from the storage bag.

hum-

Blood light and silver light lit up.

A murderous and bloody smell filled the air, carrying with it an indescribable weird aura.

The silver threads were crawling on its surface like snakes, restless at all.

The armor of the divine general was like a ferocious monster, baring its ferocious fangs towards Anle and releasing its own unique pressure.

Warriors with weaker wills might not even be able to withstand this kind of intimidation.

Anle just smiled: "You are very dishonest, don't you like me so much?"

He is not even afraid of human puppets, so how could he be afraid of such a dead thing?

Anle heard from Tie Lao that there is a very important step in the selection process of the gods' seeds, called "communication with gods", which actually means entering the "God's Armor Tomb" in person and communicating with the gods' armor with the spirit.

Even ordinary divine weapons have spirits, let alone this extremely magical divine armor?

In this process, only warriors favored by the divine armor are qualified to become divine generals.

Rather than saying that it is the warrior who is choosing the Divine General Armor, it is better to say that it is the Divine General Armor that is choosing the right master.

Obviously, this armor is not compatible with Anle at the moment.

But... Anle never intended to tame it.

"be honest."

Looking at the still humming divine armor, Anle's eyes swept over it coldly, and the indescribable pressure dissipated in an instant.

Terror, coldness, blood... almost became tangible, descending upon it like an abyss or a mountain.

It was like being in front of countless demons, with frantic roars in its ears and a depth filled with ancient madness.

The only remaining consciousness of the Divine Armor could not avoid the emotion of fear.

Its weirdness, placed in front of this existence, is like a grain of sand encountering an entire desert.

During the long time that the divine armor has experienced, most warriors are in awe of it.

“Respect” refers to the identity and status it represents.

What makes people fear is its mysterious power.

But now, there is a warrior who dares to treat it like this?