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A stone pavilion hangs alone here. The stone pavilion happens to be at the intersection of three illusions, and the surrounding phenomena are constantly changing.

Suffering from the impact of golden light, the vision changes more violently and becomes all kinds of strange.

However, the fluctuations of the three illusions did not impact the interior of the stone pavilion at all, and the stone pavilion seemed to have an invisible barrier.

Regardless of the wind and rain outside, the pavilion is always quiet, which is rare in the entire Zhitan.

At this moment, there were several demon cultivators, standing or standing, as if they were taking shelter in the pavilion.

Some were sensing the changes in the Yuan Fei formation, while others were staring closely at the Rudraksha tree, licking their lips lightly, with greed flashing in their hearts.

However, when they caught a glimpse of a young man in black robe sitting cross-legged in the center of the pavilion with his eyes closed, they quickly put away their greed and did not dare to make mistakes.

"Your Majesty, the formation is complete and the area has been locked. There should be nothing wrong..."

The long-bearded old man who always stood beside the young man in black bowed slightly and said respectfully.

The young man in black robe is a demon king, named Lingyou King.

All the demon princes also turned to look at King Linyou, waiting for orders.

"oh?"

King Linyou opened his eyes, and his eyes were strangely black, with no whites, as if they could absorb all light.

Suddenly seeing King Linyou's eyes, even though the demon princes had been prepared, their hearts trembled, and their expressions became more and more respectful.

Only the old man with a long beard looked as usual and raised his hand to point to the place where the Yuan Fei formation gathered his ideas.

"Haha, it's time to move..."

King Linyou's laughter was as weird as black eyes. When the demon princes heard it, they felt an inexplicable chill in their hearts.

Before he finished speaking, King Linyou stood up, casually glanced in the direction of the long-bearded old man's finger, and stepped out of the stone pavilion.

A black handkerchief suddenly appeared under his feet. The surface of the black handkerchief was pitch black, with only a few criss-crossing thin gold lines dividing the black handkerchief into squares, like a piece cut off from a chessboard.

The black handkerchief rotated and became larger, and around the black handkerchief, the chaotic vision calmed down.

King Linyou put his hands on his back and walked in the void. Every time he took a step, the black handkerchief moved a large distance forward on its own. The visions along the way subsided and the road became smooth.

The demon lords hurriedly chased after him, and soon discovered that something was wrong.

Looking at the direction in which King Linyou is traveling, he is clearly heading towards the Rudraksha tree.

"Your Majesty, do you want to get the Vajra Reality first?"

The long-bearded old man asked doubtfully.

King Lingyou said calmly: "If God doesn't take it, you will suffer the consequences."

"But……"

The old man with a long beard showed hesitation on his face. They were not very close to the Rudraksha tree. If they took a detour to get the treasure, they might miss something important.

Among these Demon Lords, he was the only one who dared to question King Linyou’s decision.

King Linyou didn't get angry and let out a laugh of unknown meaning, "With so many masters, no one who has more than me is not too much, and one who has less than me is not too much. If I don't strive for credit, they might even be grateful to me."

All the demon princes were shocked when they heard this and looked at each other, not knowing what expressions to make.

Before, King Lingyou ordered to stop at Shiting. He thought it was a far-sighted plan to recharge his batteries and wait for the opportunity.

Unexpectedly, King Linyou didn't want to participate at all and took people to pick fruits at the critical moment.

Several demon kings have killed themselves and cultivated themselves to enter the political arena. It can be seen that the things that are fought for this time must be extremely important and cannot be lost.

Since he didn't want to participate in the fight, why did King Linyou bother to cultivate himself? If you do this, you won't be afraid of missing a big event, attracting punishment from the Great Sage, and having no place to live in Guifang Country?

All the demon princes were confused and looked into the distance again. Could it be that the Yuan Fei Formation had another secret that could ensure it was foolproof, so why did King Linyou dare to be so confident?

"Well, if any of you are eager to make meritorious deeds, just go on your own, so as not to blame me in the future. I will not stop you," King Linyou suddenly turned his head, glanced at everyone, and said calmly.

Touching those black eyes, the demon princes suddenly felt chills running down their spines and shook their heads hurriedly.

Although the merit is good, it is not as important as a small life!

This battle will definitely be very tragic. They are already worried, worried that they will not be able to get out of the political arena.

This move by Ghost King gave them a reason to stay away from the storm whirlpool, which was exactly what they wanted.

Compared with safety and danger, vajra reality is secondary.

Even if something went wrong, King Linyou would still be there to stand up for it.

…

Green flames floated in the void.

The green fire is like a will-o'-the-wisp, light and floating around.

However, the green fire here is so dense that it is almost a sea of ​​fire. As the green fire flutters, it constantly collides with similar ones, merging and splitting.

Every time the fusion and splitting process occurs, a special wave will be emitted, which appears to be very gentle to the naked eye, like a breeze blowing, causing the surrounding green fire to sway gently, which is not dangerous.

At this time, a white light suddenly shot out from the edge of the sea of ​​fire.

'boom! ’

Runes flashed in the white light, and it turned out to be a rune sword. The sword energy was like a rainbow, splitting the sea of ​​fire.

A very obvious crack formed on the edge of the sea of ​​​​fire, but the mighty sword light dimmed at an alarming speed and was dying.

What 'swallows' the Talisman Sword is the harmless wave produced by the collision of green fire, which is harmless to humans and animals.

Obviously, everything here is just an appearance, and there is danger hidden in the sea of ​​fire.

The sword light was about to die out, and then, another blue light emerged from the cracks in the sea of ​​fire.

The green light is very pure, has strange power, and makes people feel peaceful when watching it. However, the green light itself is not peaceful at this moment, and it rushes towards the exit of the crack quickly.

Finally, at the moment when the cracks closed, the green light rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, revealing several slightly embarrassed figures.

These people were all dressed as Taoists, a total of six of them. Their Taoist robes were more or less scorched, and they expressed sighs of relief after rushing out of the sea of ​​​​fire.

The blue light gradually gathered.

They all stopped at the edge of the sea of ​​​​fire and looked back at the sea of ​​​​fire, with palpitations flashing in their eyes.

The experience in the sea of ​​fire left them with lingering fears. Unexpectedly, before they entered the deepest part of the governance altar, they encountered such a dangerous illusion and almost fell into the sand.

"Ahem..."

Among the crowd, a white-haired veteran covered his chest with his hands and coughed violently.

Qingguang finally put a green jade ball in his other hand, and just now everyone worked together to use this treasure to resist the green fire.

"Master!"

"Senior Zuo!"

…

Everyone was shocked when they saw the white-haired old Taoist with a face as golden as paper and a very poor complexion.

They all already know the true identity of this senior Zuo.

This man was once a great real person, with an official rank ranging from the third to the third rank. He was the minister of Jiutian Jinque, served as the deputy envoy of Tianshu Court, and also judged the affairs of Tianshu Court.

However, Zuo Zhenren resigned from the post of deputy envoy of Tianshu Yuan many years ago and did not care about worldly affairs, so everyone regarded him as senior.

It has been a long time since Zhenren Zuo showed up. Many people speculated that he might have failed to escape the tribulation or go into seclusion. Some people also speculated that Zhenren Zuo was so talented that the Taoist court believed that he had the qualifications of a true king and allowed him to escape the world and practice. Now he may be the Five Talisman It is in the middle or even late stage of the Dharma position.

Therefore, when they first learned that Zuo Zhenren had committed suicide to cultivate himself, everyone was very surprised.

"No problem!"

Zuo Zhenren put away the jade ball in his hand and waved his hand.

It was still difficult to hide the worried look on everyone's faces.

With Zuo Zhenren's strength, the danger in the illusion could not hurt him so seriously.

However, they encountered a demon unexpectedly first, and were ambushed by the opponent without warning. In order to protect everyone, Zuo Zhenren took the demon king's blow at the cost of injury.

Just after getting rid of the enemy, the foothold was not stable, and there was an explosion of golden light, which shook the foundation of the illusion. The power of the originally ordinary green fire suddenly increased sharply, and everyone was surrounded by the flames before they could cope with it.

Fortunately, Zuo Zhenren reacted quickly and blocked the first impact of the green fire for everyone, but this also made the injuries worse.

"How is senior's injury?"

one real person asked worriedly.

All real powers are not weak, as long as they are cautious and not afraid of the danger of the illusion itself, but Zhenren Zuo is injured, if he encounters the demon king, it will be bad.

Even though the Demon King cut off his cultivation and fell into a state of decline, Zhu Zhen did not think that he was the Demon King's opponent.

Zuo Zhenren suppressed his messy breath, looked towards the direction where Yuan Fei's great formation was gathering, and took out the jade talisman to sense it for a while, then said: "I feel that my Dao foundation is damaged, so I may need to suppress the injury first, otherwise it will become a drag. But this matter is very important. One more person means more strength. You should go first and go there first to meet fellow Taoists. You should still be able to make it in time..."

As he spoke, Zuo Zhenren pointed to the south and explained a few words carefully.

Zhu Zhen knew the seriousness and immediately took action, leaving one person behind. "The political altar is uneasy and the senior is seriously injured. Let Daoist Liu protect the senior."

They also just learned that Zuo Zhenren cultivated the Golden Seal Altar and had no demon soldiers under his command.

Zuo Zhenren's injuries could no longer be suppressed. His face turned pale, he closed his eyes and nodded. He stayed away from the green fire, found a safe place, and took the elixir to heal his injuries.

Master Liu stood beside Master Zuo, his face full of vigilance, but his eyes couldn't help but be attracted to the Rudraksha tree.

When they were out of danger, they could no longer see the Rudraksha tree, only a group of golden flames that gradually dimmed.

I had not cared to look carefully before, including the few real people who had left, but they had not noticed the vajra reality.

But the flames of light were between them and the target. They might have to pass by Zhenren Zuo after he recovered from his injuries. Not knowing what this vision meant, Zhenren Liu couldn't help but take a few more glances.

…

Just as groups of monks and demon cultivators were marching towards their goals, Qin Sang was also taking action.

He walked out of the flower field space, with wings sprouting from his back, turning into lightning and piercing the sky.

At this time, the political world is in chaos and crises are hidden. Many familiar illusions that Qin Sang has gone back and forth many times have become beyond recognition, and it is difficult to use his escape skills.

However, with Qin Sang's understanding of Zhitan and the help of Tianmu Butterfly, he constantly changed directions, detoured and avoided, and was always able to turn danger into safety, and the speed was not slow.

While flying, Qin Sang kept staring at the Rudraksha tree.

As time passed, the Rudraksha tree disappeared faster and faster. Qin Sang could only try his best to see every detail and deduce the location of the Rudraksha tree and the distance between it and himself.

"It doesn't seem too far..."

Qin Sang thought to himself.

The tree shadow disappeared too fast. Based on this momentum, it was certain that he would not be able to arrive before the tree shadow disappeared.

However, Qin Sang has memorized all the scenes around the tree shadow.

His only hope now is not to be taken advantage of by others.

'call! ’

A cold and strong wind suddenly struck from beneath his feet.

Qin Sang's eyes did not leave the shadow of the tree, but his reaction was not slow at all. He flapped his phoenix wings vigorously.

Along with the roar of thunder, the speed increased by 50%.

When Qin Sang was far away, a strong wind came, and it turned out to be a strange silver tentacle.

The tentacles flew into the air, twisting unwillingly in place, and the suckers on them kept sucking, as if they were alive.

Qin Sang did not look back. Tianmu Die saw the tentacles clearly and found that there was more than one tentacle. The silver mist below rolled, and thousands of tentacles stretched out from the mist. The tips of the tentacles were all pointed at Qin Sang.

Hearing the sound of "swish" breaking through the air, Qin Sang's scalp suddenly went numb. He used his escape technique with all his strength and almost escaped the attack of countless tentacles.

When he rushed out of the tentacle attack range, Qin Sang couldn't help but look back. He remembered that this silver mist was very calm before, and he didn't expect that there were so many weird things hidden there.

Compared to the tentacles behind him, the surroundings seemed much calmer and safer.

Ahead is a fragment of ruins.

This place must have once been a magnificent palace, but now nothing is intact. Not even a broken wall that is taller than a person can be found, and the collapsed parts are nowhere to be found.

Even though it is a ruined wall, it still has something magical about it.

Qin Sang once tried it and found that the remaining wall was so strong that not even a single brick could be knocked down. At this moment, the remaining wall has a jade-like luster, which is very extraordinary.

He still took the initiative to reduce his escape speed, observed carefully, and confirmed that the remaining wall was not threatening. He was about to speed up, but his eyes suddenly froze and he disappeared without a trace.

Not long after.

A spiritual light flashed on the right side of the ruins, and several figures flew in, looking at the place with vigilance.

These are all Taoist people.

Time was tight and it was impossible to investigate carefully. Zhu Zhen followed the previous strategy and divided two people to explore the road while the others were on guard.

The two people who explored the path successfully flew to the center of the ruins, safe and sound. As if there was no danger in the ruins, the others speeded up.

A group of people whizzed by.

After these people left, a figure appeared on the edge of the ruins. It was Qin Sang who had discovered the uninvited guest in advance and hid himself.

"Another top powerhouse!"

Qin Sang looked at the direction in which the Taoists were leaving.

To avoid unnecessary complications, Qin Sang only peeked quietly from a distance, but felt threatened by one of the real people.

This person's strength is probably on par with the old Taoist priest around Zhenren Wan.

In addition to the immortal officials on the surface, there are so many powerful people in the hidden world. The depth of the Taoist court is unimaginable.

If the other party hadn't been in a hurry, he would have probably been noticed by the other party at the same time he discovered him.

"There are so many masters in the political arena! However, their goal is indeed not Vajra Reality..."

Qin Sang's expression softened slightly.

As he expected, these people were rushing to the place where the great formations gathered together. That was the battlefield between Daoting and Guifang Kingdom. The Rudraksha tree was just an accident.

Judging from their eagerness, the thing they are fighting for must be extremely important.

In this way, his opponent should not be too strong.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang felt relieved, smiled, and turned into lightning, streaking across the ruins.

The golden light is ebbing.

Qin Sang shuttled between familiar and unfamiliar illusions, eyes fixed on the direction of the ancient tree.

However, at this time, the shadow of the tree could no longer be seen clearly, there was only a blur of golden flames, which was slowly fading away.

In the end, even the golden flame was extinguished, and there was no sign of it being taken away.

"We should be there soon. In the illusion ahead, I wonder if anyone is looking for..."

Qin Sang closed her phoenix wings, and her aura and figure disappeared at the same time, hiding in the darkness.