"The ancestor should have a backup plan."

Gu Qingyi calmed down.

"Master, is it because he is obsessed with immortality?"

After Iron stepping on the method, I realized it and was shocked. More than a thousand years have passed.

"Brother Lu may say it straight away if you have something to do."

Chu Tianyi was much calmer than him. He knew very well that the key to completing the ceremony himself was probably the one Zhang Lai.

"In this illusion, the ancestors checked and balanced each other, and took the talisman array as the foundation. The ancestors had the absolute advantage. As long as the illusion was destroyed this time, they could completely eliminate their obsession..."

Lu Qingting swept around, but there was no one around, but he still sent a message to the secret:

"However, variables arise, except for the ancestor and the blood demon, the third person with immortal obsession appears..."

"The third one?!"

The faces of the few people changed.

As a direct disciple of a great power, several people know nothing about the Immortal and Magical Illusion Realm.

There are one immortal and magical illusion that has been published, and I have never heard of the saying that there is always an immortal obsession.

The only one is a small sect called Shuiyunguan. In an illusion in Pingdu Mountain, he met the suspected obsession of the Patriarch Bodhidharma who was suspected of being immortal.

Just one rumor caused a sensation among Buddhists in the world, and countless Buddhist masters rushed to Pingdu Mountain.

There are actually three illusions in this place?!

"Yes, Feng Hao?!"

Gu Qingyi breathed lightly.

"good."

Lu Qingting looked solemn:

"According to the ancestors' words, even if they are Martial Saints, they must have extremely strong obsessions to stay awake..."

"That Feng Hao doesn't seem to be a Martial Saint."

Hearing the question, Lu Qingting nodded subconsciously:

"It's not...well?!"

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, the expressions of the four people present changed. Chu Tianyi reacted the fastest, pointing out his sword and piercing through the wall.

Wow~

The sound of the folding fan opening came from next door.

Several people looked coldly and saw the folding fan. After seeing the folding fan, Feng Wushuang closed the folding fan and smiled slightly:

"I heard this, you guys won't mind, right?"

"Pity Shengshen, Feng Wushuang?!"

Gu Qingyi revealed his name.

"Feng Wushuang?"

The expressions of several people have changed, so they naturally heard of this name.

As the world's number one sect, Liansheng Sect has always been the top priority for all forces, and Feng Wushuang is one of the most outstanding two people in the contemporary Liansheng Sect.

It is said that you have already penetrated all the orifices and only have one orifice in the mystical gate to be promoted to the great master.

Now it seems that this person not only has extremely high martial arts skills, but also has a master of magical powers!

"All the worlds are all people, why do you want to fight and kill?"

Feng Wushuang walked slowly in front of the window, clapping her palm with a folding fan:

"I didn't notice that Yanshan City is too quiet?"

"Um?!"

Hearing this, the eyelids of several people in the house hopped, and they looked out the window and their expressions changed.

The moment before, the streets and alleys filled with pedestrians and vendors were already empty, and the huge city became silent at some point.

It seemed like tens of thousands of people disappeared in an instant.

The scorching sun is still there, but this scene is enough to make anyone feel chilled when they see it...

Feng Wu's double folding fan with one finger:

"You have listened to the tea drinker for a long time, why don't you show up and see him?"

"Hahaha!"

Before Feng Wushuang finished speaking, a very loud laughter echoed in the city with a sudden hurricane.

Just a laugh, everyone present felt a strong martial will.

Unruly, fierce, arrogant!

"Wind Demon!"

As the few people watched, a Taoist, who was tall and tall, had a long beard, eight feet tall and strong, walked slowly out of the teahouse next to the street.

"A few guests, should I ask me to do it or go up the mountain obediently?"

The cold, hard and fierce voice echoed.

Everyone, including Feng Wushuang, had their eyes changed.

Because the Taoist walked out slowly, with a hurricane swaying around him, blowing dust and debris, and then, he stepped on the invisible but bitter wind,

Walking into the sky?

He was condescending and smiled fiercely:

"Or, escape?"

"This magical power..."

Lu Qingting's eyelids twitched slightly.

At this moment, he seemed to feel countless eyes peeking at him!

And this is not an illusion!

With the arrival of Feng Hao, the whole city was filled with wind. The whistling and breeze that roared and crisscrossed the east and west were all the eyes and ears of his people!

The wind demon is good at listening and can tell everything from all directions!

"Several people, let's join forces."

In the silence, Gu Qingyi spoke, and a soft sword appeared in her hand at some point. She flicked it gently and let out a cold sword sound.

"An old man who has been dead for many years dares to show off in front of me?"

The turbid air was spit out, and the iron stepping method directly broke through the wall in front of him and fell heavily on the street.

"call!"

Lu Qingting unsheathed his sword and followed closely behind:

"Several people, if you don't want to go up the mountain, then follow me to try it!"

Chu Tianyi said nothing, but also pressed the hilt of the sword, bowed slightly, and the sword energy condensed.

Only Feng Wushuang still plays with the folding fan and responds to changes in the same way.

"act recklessly……"

Feng Hao stood in the wind, and seeing everyone like this, he couldn't help laughing:

"Then..."

Before he finished speaking, his left ear trembled slightly, as if he was conscious, his eyes were like lightning, and he rushed towards the city gate:

"There is another fish that escapes the net?"

"This breath..."

Feng Wushuang clenched the folding fan, and a strange thing flashed in Chunche's eyes.

The eyes of several people saw long shadows projecting out of the city gate.

Da da da da da ~

The sound of footsteps was spreading in the wind, and the visitor suddenly walked into the roaring Yanshan City.

call!

The man has a tall figure and a heavy breath as if he is as good as a mountain. As he arrives, it seems that the wind is a little smaller.

Prison Yang stopped and his eyes swept across several people:
Chapter completed!