I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the dark forest, one can see the Xuantian Mirror hanging in the air, with six fine gold chains turning into flame dragons, the power is unrivaled.

In just an instant, the root vines entwined by the magic vine tree were completely burned.

Then, a thin and ethereal sound came from the trunk of the magic vine tree, and it exploded with a terrifying breath.

Zhang Yi knew that the root vine was part of the body of the magic vine tree, and when it was damaged at this time, it immediately hurt the root.

The ten fingers are still connected to the heart, and the magic vine tree is in a similar situation at this time, so it is angry.

I saw the branches and leaves of the magic vine rioting, and the natural dao patterns on the trunk were emitting black light. Immediately, there were full-colored crying fruits falling from the branches and leaves.

All these crying face fruits were suspended in the air, and then they seemed to have spirits, and the sides with the crying faces all turned towards Zhang Yi.

Faintly, a strange atmosphere spread, which made people feel frightened.

"First it was the twisting vines, and now it's the crying ghost fruit."

Seeing this, Zhang Yi's eyes flashed a gleam.

From the information given by the Eye of Insight, the magic vine tree has two methods.

One is the twisting spirit vines that grow between the branches and leaves, which can strangle the enemy entity, but in front of Xuantianjing's Chijin Liuyan, it is burned to death.

The second is the crying face ghost fruit in front of you, which can bury the enemy's spiritual wisdom. It is the essence of the magic vine tree, and it is also an auxiliary material for cultivating some evil methods.

Generally speaking, the magic vine tree will only grow into a crying ghost fruit after decades.

But at this moment, Zhang Yi saw at a glance that there were eleven crying face ghost fruits floating around the magic vine tree!

"Is this releasing all the crying ghost fruits that I have accumulated for hundreds of years?"

"It's tricky."

At this time, although Zhang Yi's expression was still calm, it also became a little dignified.

After all, according to the normal procedure, to pass through this dark forest and obtain the qualification to enter the temple, you only need to face the twisting vines.

"call."

On the spot, Zhang Yi took a deep breath, his eyes became calm again.

The Crying Face Ghost Fruit is a product of the spiritual level, true energy and physical strength cannot be effective, and the only way to crack it is to use spiritual power to defeat the enemy.

Therefore, Zhang Yi placed the Xuantian Mirror on top of his head, and the radiance shrouded himself in a haze to prevent the impact of the twisting vines.

Then, he closed his eyes and began to focus on mobilizing his spiritual power.

Suddenly, Zhang Yi heard a voice that seemed to be crying but not crying, or smiling but not laughing.

The voice was exceptionally clear, as if it came along with the wind and sent into the depths of Zhang Yi's consciousness.

Zhang Yi suddenly "opened his eyes", and found that he was already in a dark place, surrounded by mist and swamps, if he didn't pay attention, he would fall into it and be completely swallowed.

"Is this the effect of the crying face ghost fruit? It's really weird. My sea of ​​consciousness must have been affected, so the illusion appeared."

Zhang Yi's heart is like a mirror, peeling away his current state.

He knew that even though he was in an illusion at this time, he should not relax his vigilance. If he fell into a swamp in the illusion, his spirit would be destroyed.

"Compared with the real confrontation, sometimes the seemingly illusory spiritual battlefield is more crucial. If you make a wrong step, you will often lose everything."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

He looked forward and walked over slowly.

And as Zhang Yi's figure began to move, the land behind him was swallowed up by nothingness, leaving no trace left.

There is no retreat on this road, if Zhang Yi can't get out successfully, he will either die or be disabled.

In the outside world, the magic vine tree was not idle either, swinging the spirit twisting vines and attacking, trying to strangle Zhang Yi directly, but was blocked by the misty light of the Xuantian mirror, and could not advance an inch.

Just like that, the two stalemate for a while, and time passed slowly.

...

In front of the temple in the center of the ruins, Qi Daolin walked back and forth, looking at the dark forest from time to time, with a worried face.

Because three days had passed since Zhang Yi went deep into the dark forest. During this period, there was no movement from the dark forest, and it was terribly quiet.

For him, this is obviously not a good sign.

"Brother Zhang is so powerful, how can there be an accident, it should be delayed by something, wait, wait..."

Qi Daolin paced back and forth on the stone slab, whispering and praying secretly.

Because Zhang Yi's safety is not only related to himself, but also related to his current situation.

If something unexpected happens to Zhang Yi, how can he pass through the dark forest?

At that time, Qi Daolin was afraid that he could only be trapped in the center of the ruins, and died alone.

...

And somewhere in the dark forest, magic vine trees cover the sky and block out the sun, propping up a dark sky.

And on the ground in front of it, there was an unremarkable old mirror spinning around, releasing a faint light, covering Zhang Yi's figure.

Zhang Yi closed his eyes, it has been more than three days.

Although he seems to have a calm face, his spirit is in the illusion constructed by the crying ghost fruit. If he makes a slight mistake, his wisdom will be destroyed. This process can be described as shocking step by step.

At this time, Zhang Yi has spent a long time in the illusion, and the exploration of the illusion is coming to an end.

In front of him, three roads finally appeared.

Zhang Yi looked to the right, and there was a road sign with the four characters "Inheritance of Sword Dao" written on it. At the end of the road, there was an Xeon sword intent, and the road ahead was bright.

On the left side, it's a little mediocre, simply writing the word "Future".

Zhang Yi looked towards the end of the road on the left, but saw a hazy phantom constantly showing there, as if it was projecting something.

But no matter how intently Zhang Yi looked at it, even with the eyes of insight, it was still like a dream in a mirror, unable to see clearly, and the two seemed to be separated by an infinite distance.

Finally, Zhang Yi looked at the road in the center again.

This road is the most ordinary, and Zhang Yi can see the end at a glance. There is a black hole there, which leads to the outside of the illusion. If one steps into it, Zhang Yi will see through the illusion constructed by the crying face ghost fruit.

"Um……"

In the same place, Zhang Yi was stunned for a moment.

It's not that it's difficult to choose, but his deep perception tells him that no matter which one of these three paths is correct, they can lead to the outside world.

"The three roads lead to the outside world, so what is the role of this level?"

In the same place, Zhang Yi couldn't understand it.

It was like two top Go masters were fighting each other, and suddenly one of them shook his hand, made a mistake, and appeared on the edge of the game.

Then for the other person, it was extremely perplexing, and he couldn't stop thinking, trying to figure out what the other person was thinking.

At this time, Zhang Yi has the same effect.

"Fuck!"

"What hypocrisy and hypocrisy, brother will not accompany you."

In the same place, Zhang Yi thought for a long time and still couldn't get any results. Anger rose in his heart, and a bright brilliance bloomed in his eyes.

Immediately, the brilliance swept across the world, and the original dark illusion retreated steadily. Zhang Yi's spirit jumped out of it and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.