The surrounding temperature is very low, colder than the snowfields in the north, and even the wind around you has a chilling atmosphere.
Shen Yu opened his eyes. The surroundings were dark and he couldn't see anything.
A trumpet sounded from the horizon.
A gleam of light emitted from the nothingness in front of him, like the fog blown away by the strong wind, revealing a corner of it.
The fog dissipated, and everything appeared before Shen Yu's eyes.
The blood-stained ancient city wall was covered with countless corpses and faint roars.
There were flames of war and wolf smoke, and corpses were everywhere.
This scene seemed a bit familiar. Shen Yu thought for a while, it was also the same scene in the tomb of Fairy Ling Hua.
Shen Yu raised his head and looked towards the sky.
There is still a scarlet crescent moon hanging in the center. The only difference is that the brilliance is restrained. From a distance, it looks like a slightly opened eye.
"Is it the inner demon fantasy of a nightmare?"
Shen Yu thought in his heart, and then there was an interesting look in his eyes.
The illusion of inner demons is equivalent to the method of enhancing the vision of the mind and eyes. It is performed by nightmares and can lead people into deeper illusions.
And under this situation, any dangerous action taken can lead to one's own destruction, and the degree of danger is more than ten times higher than the ghost's inner vision.
Three thousand years ago, the nightmare's inner demon illusion devastated countless powerful practitioners. Shen Yu had heard of it, but had never experienced it personally, so this time he suddenly became a little curious.
What exactly will happen here?
The horn sound ended and was replaced by the roars of countless monsters.
Shen Yu walked slowly to the top of a high wall and looked up. In the distance, the overwhelming darkness gathered in the mist. There was a sound similar to the friction of animal teeth, which made people shudder.
When the wind blew, the city walls began to shake, and dust fell from high places to the ground, like a sudden storm in the desert.
Shen Yu felt the movement under his feet and knew that this was the will of this world urging him to move forward, so the interesting look in his eyes became more intense.
The magical power of inner demons and illusions is not much different from the Buddhist kingdom in the palm of the hand, and the world in the sleeves of the Taoist school.
According to Shen Yu's current state, Nightmare actually had many ways to kill him, but choosing such a circumstantial method must have some strange thoughts.
The vibrations under my feet were getting louder and louder, as if the city wall was about to collapse in the next moment.
"as you wish."
Shen Yu raised his head and glanced at the red moon, then fluttered down the city wall and started moving forward.
...
Shen Yu was walking on the ground shrouded in clouds and mist. As far as the naked eye could see, he could barely see what was happening within twenty feet around him. The further he went, the more trivial the monster's voice became.
Shen Yu suddenly stopped and moved slightly.
next moment.
A sharp claw went straight through his cheek.
Shen Yu's figure kept moving, turning around, and the phantom left behind was penetrated by countless sharp claws, and then slammed into each other, making a harsh sound.
Shen Yu looked forward, with light steps, moving forward in an extremely free and unrestrained manner.
There was a heavy whistling sound in the air. Judging from the sound, this was a claw that was more powerful than other claws...
Claws...
Because of their large size, Shen Yu finally saw clearly the true appearance of these monsters.
It has fierce eyes, two thick and powerful lower limbs, a pair of sharp giant claws, and a black body.
Shen Yu knew what it was.
Wind-born beast.
The weakest and most powerful creature in the world of immortality...a creature.
The reason why it is not said to be a monster is because this beast is actually too weak and is despised by countless cultivators and even monsters. It is also the first choice for many cultivators who start to hone their Taoist sword moves.
The characteristics of wind beasts are also very distinct, many, many
In groups, the skin is... thick.
Perhaps this last characteristic is the reason why many monsters are not gregarious.
The wind beast was very weak, but when Shen Yu looked at the overwhelming numbers, his face was not as relaxed as he had imagined.
The next moment, the breeze blew by.
Shen Yu dodged the attack of the giant claw, stepped on the thick beast's back, bent down, jumped high, and then flew towards the beast tide in the distance.
There was a shock after landing, and Shen Yu's figure did not stop at all. He jumped up and down again and disappeared into the horizon in an instant.
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.
Four practitioners gathered together to resist the tidal wave of wind-born beasts.
Three men and one woman, with different expressions. They are all cultivators. They all exude a faint blood energy. They have obviously gone through many life-and-death battles.
It was another collective attack, and everyone struggled to resist it.
During the stalemate, a wind beast that was much larger than the other monsters jumped up from behind everyone and grabbed the only woman in the team.
A faint black liquid emitted from the giant claw, and when it fell on the ground, a large pit was instantly corroded.
The crowd exclaimed, and various lights lit up, reflecting the beautiful and frightened face of the woman.
next moment.
Boom...
A black shadow crashed down from the sky, landing right on the head of the wind-born beast.
With a thud, the Wind Beast fell heavily to the ground, its brains splattered all over the ground.
Several eyes looked at the figure above, all dumbfounded.
...
"This place is in the dreamland of nightmares and inner demons. We must survive to have a chance to be rescued by the outside world."
"In reality, the inner demon world is equivalent to a series of examinations. As long as you are always vigilant and avoid these evil spirits, your life will not be in danger."
Next to a relatively remote mountain stream, everyone was sitting cross-legged.
It seemed that the high-status leader of the Feng Sheng beasts died too suddenly, causing the beasts to stagnate, giving them a chance to escape.
Everyone's eyes looked a little tired, and they silently crossed their legs to recuperate their spiritual energy.
According to the previous brief chat, they were also young disciples who came to Yaochi to participate in a grand event on this trip, and were led into the illusion by the nightmare magical power.
The only woman in the team was talking to Shen Yu non-stop.
The woman's name is Xiang Caiyun, and she is a disciple of Tianyin Sect in Dongzuzhou. Disciples of this sect like music, and most of the magic weapons they use are music instruments.
For example, she hung a small bell magic weapon around her waist.
"If the nightmare wants to kill us, why use such methods."
A middle-aged man with a square face among the five people asked in confusion.
This man's name is Pang Zhengyuan. He carries a big sword and is a casual cultivator. He has no family or sect.
"Perhaps it's because we were just reborn not long ago, and we are just ants in his eyes, so he just left us to fend for ourselves?"
The person who spoke this time was a young man with dark skin and extremely cold eyes. He was a martial artist.
There was silence in the air, and no one knew why.
Shen Yu finally withdrew his gaze to the sky and asked, "How do you know about the nightmare's resurgence? How do you know this name?"
Shen Yu was really curious about this question.
It had just happened not long ago, but everyone here seemed to already know what had happened.
"Because I happen to know something, so that's it."
A man in a purple gown on the far left of the crowd replied.
The voice was a little cold, even hostile.
Shen Yu glanced at him and asked, "People from Liubo Mountain?"
