somebody is coming? Still very powerful?
Yang Zhen's heart tightened. Someone who could be called "very powerful" by Yiyi must be at least as strong as her grandma.
Who could this be?
It's late at night, I'm afraid the visitor is evil, so I have to find a way to protect myself.
He quickly thought of the illusion array that Yiyi had just arranged.
Just when he raised his feet and before taking the first step, a powerful pressure came over him.
Yang Zhen suddenly felt like she was buried in the earth, unable to move and having difficulty breathing.
Even Yiyi made no sound. I wonder if he has hid back in the stone space.
"Why is he a beggar?" A deep and deep voice sounded from behind.
"Turn around," the voice continued.
Yang Zhen seemed to be pushed by someone, and her whole body turned one hundred and eighty degrees involuntarily.
In the dark night, with the dim light of the pool, he saw a tall middle-aged scribe standing in front of him, looking him up and down.
"Who are you, and why are you here in the middle of the night?" the scribe asked coldly.
"I..." Yang Zhen looked scared and said tremblingly: "I, I am from Zhu hometown."
"Blessings to my hometown people?" The scribe sneered: "Are you that boy from the Yang family? Why, are you leading someone to hunt for treasure?"
This man actually knew him, and his words were obviously full of hostility. Yang Zhen felt a thump in her heart, feeling something bad.
He thought of the whistle in his arms, but with his strength, he couldn't make any moves at all.
Let's see if we can buy some time. I hope Nanny and the others can come out quickly.
"You know me?" he asked.
"Of course I know. Because of you, my Zhu family has lost at least 20,000 spirit stones in the past two years, and a promising junior has also died." The scribe sneered, with a bone-chilling chill in his voice: "Tonight, I'm afraid you will be the leader again." Come here, you can still find it..."
"I really didn't expect that you, a little baby, would be a disaster for my Zhu family. In this case..."
Yang Zhen had an idea and guessed who this person was.
"You, you are the ancestor of the Zhu family! The patriarch of the Zhu family!" He shouted deliberately.
The visitor's eyes flashed: "That's right, you kid has a smart mind. What a pity, I wish the family can't keep you!"
After saying that, he pushed with his left hand, and a huge iron palm was formed in mid-air, pressing hard on Yang Zhen's head, intending to smash him into pieces!
Yang Zhen was horrified and wanted to dodge, but the coercion locked him tightly, making him like a wooden pillar to withstand the most violent suppression!
It was over, and he was completely despairing.
If I die this time, I wonder if I will travel through time again?
At this moment, I heard a clear voice in my mind: "Get up!" It was Yiyi.
The shabby Taoist robe on his body suddenly shone brightly, and a golden mask of light was instantly generated, wrapping Yang Zhen around him.
At the same time, the iron palm had been swung to the top of Yang Zhen's head, and it suddenly collided with the golden light shield...
"Bang!" With a violent impact, the golden light shield turned into countless fragments and disappeared; the iron palm shook and also turned into a shadow...
"Ah!" Yang Zhen groaned, her chest felt like a heavy blow from an iron spine, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and she fell backwards.
He endured the severe pain, pinpointed the location of the phantom formation, rolled on the ground, and then rolled into the grass.
The scribe's face changed slightly. He didn't expect that this uncultivated boy could survive such a cruel blow!
This little evil beast actually has a third-level magic weapon on his body!
so what? You can escape once, but you can't escape the next time. No matter what, this kid must be killed this time.
He was about to make up for it when he suddenly realized that the boy had disappeared!
Will he still be invisible?
No, he should be hiding in the formation.
There is actually a formation in that bush!
When was this formation set up, and how did this kid know how to use it?
At this moment, a sharp and shrill whistle sounded from the trees and shot straight into the sky!
The scribe was shocked. As a monk of the Xu Kingdom, how could he not know that this was the whistle the sect used to call the police?
Could it be that in addition to the dense forest, the county government also arranged manpower to respond?
He had a vague feeling that something was wrong. Was the Zhu family being targeted by the sect?
No matter what, let’s get rid of this Zhu family’s disaster first! A stern look appeared on his face, and with a wave of his hands, a wave of fire rushed toward the bushes...
It doesn’t matter what phantom array you have, just burn it!
In an instant, a raging fire ignited in the bushes. Driven by the scribe's magic power, the fire was like wind and clouds, and soon burned the area cleanly, revealing a piece of charred land.
However, there was no body of the kid. He could even feel that the kid was not far ahead, alive and well.
This is...a fantasy array?
Did I burn the wrong place?
The scribes were even more surprised. This was by no means an ordinary illusory formation. It was an illusory formation that was almost completely natural. At first glance, there was no flaw in it!
He is preparing to expand the burning range. No matter how sophisticated your formation is, it will be scum in the face of absolute strength!
At this moment, there was a noise from the other side of the dense forest.
An exquisite body dressed in black leaped out of the dense forest:
"Thief, look at the sword!"
Amidst the angry shouts, a blue sword light struck the middle-aged scribe with extremely fierce momentum!
Mom, finally appeared!
…
Time goes back half an hour.
Nanny and Yu Zhuke walked in tandem, like eagle owls in the dark night, and instantly disappeared into the dense forest.
The two of them glanced around. The branches and leaves of the purple pulp tree covered the sky tightly, as if they were in a closed space.
They did not feel the existence of the phantom array, but they used their spiritual senses to feel Yang Zhen's position and found that it was no longer where they came from. It was obvious that the influence of the phantom array was real.
However, this illusion formation is not strong. As long as you leap upward, you can easily come out of the dense forest.
The two relaxed and began to search carefully, and soon found a semi-covered cave under a cliff.
The entrance of the cave can allow one person to enter, but it is pitch black inside. I don’t know how deep it is.
The two of them used their spiritual consciousness to explore inside and found nothing wrong. However, they did not reach the end of the cave where their spiritual consciousness reached.
The range of spiritual consciousness of monks in the late stage of foundation building is three to five miles, and the cave is winding and winding. It needs to be discounted, at least about one mile.
The two discussed for a while and decided to go in together to investigate.
Holding the luminous pearl in hand, Mammy opened the way in front, and Yu Zhuke followed step by step.
"This looks like a mine." After taking a few steps, Yu Zhuke said.
Mammy said "Hmm". Both of them had been monks for several years, so they still had some experience.
"The mine is not damp and the ventilation is good, which means someone has been here recently." Yu Zhuke used his spiritual consciousness to continue communicating with his mother.
The two of them immediately heightened their vigilance and used their spiritual senses to explore the surroundings as they walked, being cautious all the way.
