This is a 'performance' that is rare to see in a century. In the Skullfield, which is half the size of the Qingshan Mountain Competition Arena, lost and confidential martial arts spells from various sects and sects are intertwined in a chaotic manner.
Everyone who enters the gate of the underworld is fighting with a skeleton. It is obvious that the skeletons that come to life after the gate is opened have more effective tricks.
The skeleton that Mu Ziyun faced could walk, but it would not reach the sky. It could be considered an elder level on Qingshan Peak. Three strikes, five divided by two, easily solved it. Fortunately, the scattered skeleton will not recover, otherwise, no one would survive.
Feng Jing had a more difficult time, facing all spells that she had never seen before, which should have been lost hundreds of years ago. After Huzi finished dealing with it, he immediately came over to help her and settled the matter.
The three of them stood together, and Huzi said: "What a ghost, what kind of magic is this." Feng Jing gasped and replied: "Tiannunu has plundered all the treasures in Huzhou, and those legendary spells must also be Now, I think this phenomenon should be a kind of illusion, but it is very advanced, making the illusion become reality. "
"Could it be that some handle was moved to activate them?" "It's the door," Mu Ziyun said, "Everyone is here, almost four hundred of them. Huzi, I'll take advantage of the chaos and kill people with my hunter's bow. You're optimistic about Bai Lianbing." In the direction of the road, Song Hua is there, don't let him show up."
Hu Zi replied with a "Hello" and moved towards Song Hua while protecting Feng Jing.
Mu Ziyun covered his face with his robe. The environment was originally dark, and if he looked carefully, he could only see a dark shadow. Mu Ziyun rolled to the side as he deliberately avoided the people in the Bailian Weapon Way.
The target was the elder Changke Zong whom he met earlier, specifically to kill the disciples surrounding him. Swoosh, the silver light in the darkness only lasted for a moment. A man stood upright and fell to the ground. The elder shouted loudly. Seeing the silver arrow in the dead disciple's throat, he roared: "Little thief!"
For them, the nightmare has just begun. Just like a hunter in the dark night, he has the recessiveness of a wolf and the cunningness of a fox. He can't figure it out and can't catch it. When he opens his mouth, he is about to tear off a piece of meat. All that can be heard is the intermittent flapping of wings.
"Huh?" Song Hua seemed to feel something. He turned around and looked here, but was blocked by a tall and strong body. Huzi grinned and said to him, "Long time no see!" "Oh, it hasn't been long. Why, you're looking for something too?" "Aren't everyone here looking for something?"
"Oh, I heard that you have made an agreement with my sect disciples..." Don't worry, Huzi patted his chest and said, "I, Qingfeng Shanfeng, will not touch any bows or crossbows. "Song Hua smiled lightly and left.
Mu Ziyun was killing happily. When Yan Xiu's skills were unleashed, he could perfectly coordinate with the ability of the hunting bow. Because the speed was so fast, Mu Ziyun had mastered a skill when using it. He could remain invisible for the longest time. It only takes three breaths, but as long as the distance between the place it reaches and the original place reaches ten feet, it will appear immediately.
The bow can only be fired after appearing, so with the help of his body skills, Mu Ziyun can appear in one to two breaths. The enemy will see the black robe change his position with the arrow and become invisible in the blink of an eye, and there will be no time to think.
Whoosh, whoosh... Within half a stick of incense, nearly half of the disciples of the Chang Ke Sect fell down. Another silver arrow came and killed the elder. Landing gently on the ground, he quickly put away his hunting bow, and Mu Ziyun walked to Huzi's side as if nothing had happened.
"Something's wrong, there are fewer people," Huzi said in a low voice. After hearing this, Mu Ziyun looked around and said, "There are quite a few, there are three to four hundred people."
Huzi shook his head, "No one from Chashan is here, and neither are Zhongyang, Liu Xiaoxiao, and all the other Qingfeng Mountain disciples." "It seems like they disappeared as soon as they came in." Feng Jing felt something, and to the two of them, Said: "I've been fighting for so long and I haven't seen the wall yet. I always feel like..."
"The ground is moving!" the three of them exclaimed at the same time.
Yes, everyone's attention is on the weird living skeleton. In fact, if you calm down, you can easily find that the skeletons under your feet are floating together. Mu Ziyun remembers clearly that at first, he could see the wall. On the surface, the size here is only half the size of a competition venue, but now it seems like it has reached a boundless boundary, and even the direction has been lost.
"It's been tricked!" Mu Ziyun said angrily: "The people from Chashan should have opened the door. They know what will happen and where to get out. Maybe they activated the mechanism of the living skeleton on purpose."
"Maybe they didn't enter this door at all," Feng Jing said calmly, "But I don't know why even Miss Liu and the others are missing? They came in together with us."
Chongyang? Mu Ziyun had a bad premonition in his heart, whether he was also up to something. While he was thinking about it, a ray of white light was hitting his head. When he looked closely, he saw that it was a sword holding a white bone. The sword light connected into an arc and could stay in the air without falling.
Mu Ziyun's heart trembled, this, this is not Liu Xiaoxiao's..." Ah," he shouted, "Be careful, this is Liu Xiaoxiao's Huabai martial arts. Huzi used his martial energy to knock her out of the sword arc area. "Huzi doesn't If he dared to hesitate, he immediately stretched out his right arm and forcefully pushed the bones away.
This... It is understandable if Tiannunu can retain the illusion martial arts from hundreds of years ago, then how come Liu Xiaoxiao's Huabai appears here? You must know that this painting was created by herself and is unprecedented.
"Ah!" Feng Jing covered her mouth and exclaimed in surprise: "Could it be that Miss Liu..." "No way," Mu Ziyun said, "If she dies, there must be a process at least. She is not a waste, and her martial arts is very strong." "
"Where's Li Mu!" Huzi suddenly discovered that Li Mu, who had been together all the time, was gone!
"Ah, Ziyun, Huzi, look for him quickly! Li Mu is not very strong, so nothing happens!" Feng Jing shouted anxiously. The three of them didn't care about the movement of the ground and hurriedly searched among the crowd.
After searching for three full times, the three of them could not see Li Mu. Mu Ziyun comforted Feng Jing and said, "Sister, don't worry. I think we have entered an illusion, just like the nightmare before. In fact, we are all together, but on different levels." Huzi was speechless, clenched his fists, and looked carefully.
"No wait!" Huzi said sternly, "I'm afraid something will happen to Li Mu. Since the ground is moving, I'll break it!" "Hey, wait..." Before he could advise, Huzi hit the ground with a bang.
The blow seemed to hit cotton, and the ground only rippled a few times. Hu Zi still wanted to take action, but Mu Ziyun quickly stopped him and said, "I have a solution, you listen to me."
Hu Zi stopped, and Mu Ziyun asked Feng Jing to take out two fire talismans and put them on the hunting bow. While lighting them, Mu Ziyun controlled the flames and fired them in one direction. It was like light shooting out, and the naked eye had already seen it. Can't see the process.
Ten breaths, twenty breaths... Several people appeared, and even with light they couldn't reach the end of this area. "Oops" Mu Ziyun was discouraged and put down his hand, "We have no head, we are drifting far away."
A figure flew towards this side. Mu Ziyun saw clearly that it was Song Hua and immediately hid the hunting bow. After Song Hua landed, he said bluntly: "We are trapped, do you have a way to get out?"
"We just discovered that this seems to be a lost illusion."
Song Hua frowned and said to himself, "The door is gone. It's really open and closed." "What did you say?" "Huh? You didn't see the bone tablet next to the door when you came in."
Mu Ziyun really didn't see any monument, so he quickly asked what there was. "Oh, it says on it, the gate of the underworld is open or closed."
It seemed that just a few words had no meaning. Mu Ziyun asked: "Have any of you disappeared?" "Yes" paused and said: "The leader is missing, and he also saw the skeleton who knows his martial arts."
Luqiu Gongliang? The masters of Bailian Weapon Way came, but he also disappeared and turned into a skeleton. The sense of crisis in the hearts of several people is getting more and more serious. What if they are trapped here forever.
After thinking for a long time, Feng Jing came up with a suggestion, "Go and find the people from the Bu Pumen. They have many records of spells, and they might know how to break this spell." With that, Mu Ziyun and Hu Zi rushed into the crowd, After working hard for a while, I found an elder from the Bu Pumen who was about thirty years old.
The elder's name was Ming Lang. He took the position of elder at a young age and his magical attainments were indeed considerable. He had long discovered that he was in an illusion. He was so anxious to get out of trouble that he didn't care about the feud between Qingfeng Mountain and the sect, so he revealed what he knew.
Minglang said: "I can reduce the types to three types, dream-making, Ghost Valley Double Ninth Festival, both real and illusory. It must be one of them. These three kinds of magic disappeared seven hundred years ago. According to records, the creation Dream magic is the predecessor of nightmares, and it can turn one's own dreams into the ultimate form."
"Guigu Chongyang is a spell created by the Guigu Sect that perished many years ago. It relies on absorbing the magic power of the mage to create a state. The biggest feature of this magic is that there is no way to break it. It will only end when the caster's magic power is exhausted."
"It is both real and illusory. It appeared first and disappeared the fastest. It was circulated for a while nine hundred years ago. The characteristic of this technique is that there must be something real in the technique, which is blended with the false. So There are ways to break it, but you can only get out of the illusion by following the rules set by the caster himself.”
"The second type!" Song Hua said, "How could Tiannunu leave a way for people to survive? We must carry them until they die."
Feng Jing said quietly: "The first one is unlikely. If this is a dream of Tiannunu, then it is impossible for Miss Liu's painting to appear. The second one is indeed consistent with Tiannunu's actions, but I think the third The probability is relatively high."
"I think so too," Mu Ziyun said. "This place is too real. You can touch it in the nightmare, but there is a sense of trance. But here, there is no feeling of being in an illusion at all. This means that there must be a place that is real." What exists, together with the fake, blinds our eyes.”
"The ground?" Huzi asked suspiciously, stepping on the ground and making a clicking sound, "It must be the ground, it's very real."
Everyone began to stamp their feet, trying to see how real the skeleton was under their feet. Only Mu Ziyun touched his chin and pondered. There were no walls around him, and there was no light above his head. It seemed that the ground was indeed real, but... something felt wrong. It is both real and illusory, displaying everything present.
Calvary, people, living skeletons. People cannot be false, so there are only two items. In fact, as long as they are displayed, they will appear. There are few options, and the idea will become clear.
The ground is real, then the living skeleton is fake. So why is the ground false? Mu Ziyun suddenly realized and shouted to Huzi: "Huzi, do you think the Changke sect member who died earlier is still there?" Huzi immediately ran over there and came back after a few breaths and said: "He's gone. I'm afraid the ground has moved." When you are here, change your position."
"No," Mu Ziyun said with a slight smile, "I know what's going on here!"
