The Demon Lord has too many aliases

——It seems to be incompatible with the surrounding world and independent of the great road, but it also seems to be contained by this world, and the laws of the great road are at its disposal.

This strange scene made Yuan Dao's eyes light up slightly, and there was a bit of curiosity in his calm eyes.

The two stood at the door of the cell, looking at the dark corridor in front of them. Yan Weilou stepped forward without hesitation.

Yuan Daoyi reminded: "Fellow Taoist, be careful.

It should be noted that this place is neither real nor illusory. The cells on each floor are divided by different illusions and are in different spaces.

If you make the wrong move, you may never find a way out.

" Yan Weilou nodded to express his understanding.

It would be great if you could find Su Xinghan on this floor. If you go to other floors, you should be more vigilant.

It's a pity that luck didn't seem to favor Yanwei Tower. Following the corridor to the end of this floor, the two of them saw only empty and silent cells, some of which still contained decaying bones.

The dim firelight flickered, there was deathly silence all around, and a faint depressive atmosphere spread unconsciously.

Yan Weilou couldn't help but feel a little upset.

A warning sign suddenly occurred in his heart: "Something is wrong.

"Whoosh - a strong gust of wind popped out from Yan Weilou's fingers and flew through the air. A cluster of firelight on the wall flickered violently, and then went out with a "pop".

The surrounding corridor fell into complete darkness.

There was no need for Yan Weilou to explain, Yuan Daoyi also reacted, taking a few steps back and looking at the place where the fire went out: "There is something wrong with this light.

" As he walked in the brightly lit corridor, the surrounding environment became more and more psychologically oppressive. Yan Weilou hadn't noticed it before, but the moment his emotions began to change, he had a hunch that something was wrong. .

He didn't know how many times he had experienced worse things than this in his previous life. He had also been hunted for a long time and had to hide in different places every day. He thought that his mind had been trained long ago, how could he have lost it just because he wasted a little more time? Affect mood? He will never take the blame, there must be something wrong.

With such absolute confidence in himself, Yan Weilou never knows how to look for problems within himself, but only looks for problems from other people and the environment.

Facts have proved that it is indeed the case.

Yuan Daoyi suggested: "There are multiple overlapping illusions here, and the longer the time is delayed, the easier it is to cause accidents.

Why don't we go down one at a time and go up one at a time, and look for the person separately.

Then meet at the top.

"...Don't worry, fellow Taoist, if I find your companion, I will definitely convey your message and go to the top with him."

"The exit from here that Gendaoyi mentioned before is on the top floor.

"Okay, let's do it.

" Yan Weilou agreed, no longer wasting time, and quickly went to the next floor.

After all, it was him who was looking for someone, and it was impossible to give up the dangerous path to Yuan Daoyi.

He quickly reached the third floor. As soon as he stepped into the corridor, the surrounding space was in a trance for a moment, and everything was separated.

It's like passing through a thin curtain and entering another world.

When I looked back, I saw that the passage leading to the fourth floor was slowly becoming distorted and blurred.

Once it disappears completely, there is no way to go back.

With urgency in his heart, Yan Weilou touched the ground with his tiptoe, and his whole body was like a roc, suddenly flying across the corridor. In the blink of an eye, he passed by the corridor, waving his sleeves and bringing up a strong wind, extinguishing all the lights along the way.

His gaze also passed over the cells along the way, his eyes focused and not missing any detail.

"Empty, empty, still empty..." The dark cells were empty, with only a faint smell of decay floating out.

This is a place of extraordinary spiritual energy. There is no spiritual energy replenishment between heaven and earth. Yan Weilou's own true energy should be used less. It should not be wasted like this.

But since he wanted to save time, he didn't care about that much.

In a few breaths, Yan Weilou swept from one end of the corridor to the other, sweeping the entire floor.

"Hey, this is..." Suddenly, Yan Weilou noticed something flashing out of the corner of his eye.

It was originally a very weak light and should not have been noticed, but now that the surroundings were dark, this tiny flash of light was immediately noticed by Yan Weilou.

He didn't stop, he just raised his hand to make a weak gesture.

In an open cell not far away, something quickly flew up from the ground and flew directly towards Yan Weilou's hand, and was finally held in his hand easily.

This is a crystal clear jade, with a lavender glow flowing in the transparent jade, which looks extremely mysterious and beautiful.

Yan Weilou didn't recognize it at first sight, and now he didn't have much time to figure out what it was, so he put it away and continued to the next level of prison.

Huh... Like a strong wind rushing down from the upper passage, Yan Weilou quickly passed through the space mezzanine, leaving only a lightning-like black afterimage behind him.

Yuan Daoyi’s reminder is very correct.

Now the surrounding space is becoming more and more distorted and illusory, and a vague black mist is spreading out. If Yan Weilou accidentally bumps into it, he will probably be pulled into various illusions without being able to escape.

"...Ayan!" This time he seemed to be lucky. As soon as he landed on the ground on the second floor of the prison and stood still, he heard Su Xinghan's voice in the distance.

The dark corridor was dotted with dim lights, and a snow-white figure came from the end of the dark corridor. His figure was like a feather, or like a piece of snow falling lightly.

In a few breaths, he arrived in front of Yan Weilou, and Su Xinghan said the second half of his sentence: "I was about to go find you.

" Yan Weilou looked him up and down, and seemed to be relieved: "So you are here, making it easy for me to find you! "Were you also imprisoned as soon as you showed up?" He asked curiously, "On this floor?" "Xu Xinghan was stunned for a moment and quickly replied: "Well, yes.

I was in the cell as soon as I woke up. I had just escaped and wanted to find you, and you came.

"Oh, let's go, time can't wait."

"Yan Weilou nodded with a smile, turned around and left.

Su Xinghan followed behind him, with a slight shock in his eyes, and tried to stop him: "Wait, when is it too late? Where are we going?" Yan Weilou paused slightly and looked back at him: "You're a little weird. , Why are there so many questions all of a sudden? Didn't you just follow me without saying a word?" Su Xinghan blinked innocently and shook his head: "This place is too weird, maybe my mentality is a little bit affected. Influence.

let's go.

" Yan Weilou seemed to believe his explanation, and turned his head again. Just as he took a step forward, the hand in his sleeve suddenly moved, and his fingertips brushed the hilt of the sword.

In an instant, a streak of sword light illuminated the entire corridor, like a blue dragon emerging from the water, and a waterfall cascading thousands of miles. The brilliant and swift sword light instantly pierced the darkness, and Yan Weilou's figure was right next to the long sword. The moment he took it out of the sheath, he turned slightly, and the sleeves made a graceful arc in the air, facing the man in white in front of him.

The sharp sword followed the movement of his figure and came out, piercing through the heart of the man in white, leaving only a sharp and cold light in his sight like a white rainbow penetrating the sun.

What was strange was that there was not a trace of blood spilled on the sword edge that penetrated the heart. The man in white still stood there alive, but lowered his head in confusion and looked at the long sword stuck in the heart.

Yan Weilou looked at him calmly and asked: "It is indeed a lie.

What on earth are you? "The tone of his words was purely questioning, without any other meaning, and his expression was extremely confused: "Have you never thought that you might accidentally kill your companion? Or is this person actually not important and I made the wrong choice? "