After the immortal disappeared

Now only Aunt Zhu dares to speak: "Use bees to track the path, isn't Tiangong stupid?"

Ball bees are all about nests, and there are no one knows how many in this nest, so it is suitable for Tiangong to use a blanket search. If it were an ordinary bird monster, it would probably be knocked down within a short time of flying in the sky.

You must know that this is Qian Huan's territory. Even if the bird demon flies over Huan Zong's head, he may not be able to see them.

But it's a pity that the devil is one foot tall and the immortal is ten feet tall. Ever since Huan Zong entered this world... to be precise, since Qian Huan came out of seclusion, his calculations have always been one step ahead of Miao Zhantian.

He Lingchuan now understood a little bit why Xiao Wencheng would proudly say that in ancient times, Miao Zhantian almost lost to Qian Huan.

This old guy is so sneaky. If it hadn't been for the war god Mi Tian who had been killed in Jishali at that time, Qian Huan would no longer have to worry about Miao Zhantian.

After walking for several dozen feet, there was a cliff in front of us that reached straight into the sky. The rocks were straight and steep.

Elder Liu's face finally relaxed, and he looked back and made a general gesture to everyone:

Almost there!

He brought Huan Zong to seek refuge with Qian Huan Zhenren.

Even He Lingchuan's heartbeat quickened slightly. Will Qian Huan be waiting for them ahead?

They were walking on the "hui"-shaped mountain road. The teams faced each other from end to end, and their positions were staggered, but there were no trees to shade them in the sky.

At the end of the mountain road, there is a curve, and there is a ball bee sitting on the branch of a short tree in front!

It was arranging the tentacles on its head in an orderly manner. It was probably tired from flying and stopped here to rest.

Everyone remained calm and tried to pass by it.

Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, a purple magpie suddenly fell from the sky. It stood on the big stone next to Elder Liu and announced in a furious voice: "Heavenly Palace..."

It had its back turned to the baller and didn't see anyone at all.

Elder Liu was startled and his face changed drastically, and the others also secretly screamed, "Oh no!"

The other disciples of the Fantasy Sect all wore masks, but these bird monsters flying around were too small to wear masks. Elder Liu specifically told them in advance that they were not allowed to land, so as not to expose the whereabouts of the living people.

As a result, this little bird demon got the news about the Heavenly Palace and was so focused on coming back to report it that he actually forgot about his warning!

The ball wasp seemed to be stunned for a moment, put down its front paws to wash its face, and tilted its head. Once the magpie demon is found talking to the ghost people, it is likely to see through their disguise.

Elder Liu waved his sleeves, trying to suppress the remaining words of the magpie demon, when a figure on the slope rushed down towards the purple magpie, with a low roar and a strong wind.

Aunt Zhu just mentioned Luo Xie, and Luo Xie came.

The purple magpie was so frightened that it took off vertically, and the words below were naturally lost.

Luo Xie roared at it twice more, and raised his knife and waved it twice.

When Zi Que Jing was so frightened, he probably remembered Elder Liu's explanation, so he flew away without looking back. He was really just a frightened magpie.

It sounded too fast just now, and the first two words merged into one sound, which sounded a bit like the call of a magpie.

Luo Xie watched it fly away, then turned back to the team.

Aunt Zhu praised: "What a boy, your reaction is faster than that of Old Man Liu."

In the eyes of outsiders, Luo Xie's actions just now were probably like ghosts chasing magpie birds.

It has only been less than an hour since the Tiangong team entered this realm. Who can say how the ghost people should behave?

Even Elder Liu cast approving glances at Luo Xie.

There are so many people under the Huan Sect, but none of them can react as quickly as an outer disciple.

Only He Lingchuan noticed that Luo Xie's eyes were a little bulging and bloodshot. He used to be very violent, but now he behaves more like an injured lone wolf.

What happened to this kid?

He Lingchuan thought of the series of battles with Banqiu in the fantasy world, and the time rift finally released by Miao Zhantian. That magical power was so powerful that civilians were killed as far away as Silver Pearl City.

Alas, could it be...?

The ball wasp watched the purple magpie fly away, then looked at Elder Liu and others, raised its front paws and continued to wash its face.

Everyone remained calm and walked down the hillside in front of it.

After turning a few more corners, the ball bee behind disappeared.

…

The further north the Tiangong team goes, the more frenzied the attack of the ghost army becomes.

Bai Ziqi had reasonable suspicion that the dead souls in the big city had also been summoned and were heading south one after another. Otherwise, how could they not be able to kill them all?

As soon as he finished speaking, the two Tiangong soldiers standing near the outside of the light curtain were suddenly grabbed by several dead people who rushed in, and they were thrown out of the light curtain with their backhands!

Although these dead souls could not escape the fate of dissolution, the two living people were thrown out after all.

There was no way anyone else could rescue them, and there was an army of dead souls outside. The two people only screamed twice, and then there was no movement.

The hearts of all living people are pounding.

How can the dead souls do evil in the light curtain of the Eye of Truth?

Soon, they knew that this was not an exception, because the souls that rushed in began to persist in the light curtain for longer and longer.

Since the war started, it only lasted for more than a quarter of an hour, and two big guys were able to fight Bai Wei for two rounds before being melted by the golden light!

Bai Qiqi gritted his teeth: "These things are adapting to the rules of the Eye of Truth."

To put it simply, the army of undead's tolerance to light curtain damage is rapidly increasing.

There is only one person in the world who can achieve this in a short period of time!

Miao Zhantian didn't make a sound, but the area covered by the light curtain expanded a little.

Of course, doing so consumes more energy, but he can no longer care about it.

The Eye of Truth blinked twice in succession, and the light curtain it released was darker, crimson. It was obvious that Miao Zhantian had upgraded and increased his barrier, making the perspective more sharp.

This time, the light curtain picked up the dead souls faster again, and melted them in one shot.

However, this good situation only lasted for a quarter of an hour, and then the dead souls began to become tough again.

After several cycles, the light of the Eye of Truth turned purple, which was exactly the so-called red.

Since the Tiangong team entered the Inverted Sea, the battle situation has become more and more magical.

In the previous fantasy world, Miao Zhantian used the lighthouse barrier to constantly break the laws of the Inverted Sea and eliminate the geographical advantage of the Fantasy Sect; but in this world, the situation is just the opposite. Qianhuan used the army of dead souls to constantly offset Miao Zhantian's "truth" and dissipate his power to the greatest extent in a unit of time.

Both sides are constantly breaking each other's laws, and both sides are constantly increasing their own means.

This is a contest between illusion and truth, and what is examined is the mastery of each other's original power.

But up to now, although Miao Zhantian has been successful in defense and has not fallen behind, his divine power consumption is far greater than that of the opponent; Qian Huan, relying on the home advantage, can achieve twice the result with half the effort by simply driving and transforming the army of dead souls without much effort.

Advantages are accumulated bit by bit, and in the long run, the scales of victory will naturally tilt towards him.