The fog was like an egg, floating in the air. The woman in the middle face was a snake, her facial features were not distinguished, and her long hair was fluttering. Only a pair of light eyes showed unimaginable sensibility.

"You are a human or a ghost!" Wu Ming was frightened, and half of her neck was still numb when she was talking!

"Strange, what's your business with me or a ghost?" The banshee's pupils narrowed, and before Di Ting could pounce, the mist disappeared with a slight sound.

It appeared on the other end in a blink of an eye.

The beast fighting roared and rushed forward, and the banshee disappeared again. Diting was always slowing down half a beat and was sneaked away first by her. How could it be that the banshee was just a little bit away every time? The banshee was obviously playing tricks.

"What kind of magical power is this?" Even Beigong Ying, who is proficient in soul separation, could not see the trick.

Everyone shook their heads and were all on guard.

"Huh?" Wu Ming, who was held in his arms by Concubine Ming, sniffed his nose quietly.

"What's wrong?" Ming Fei asked whispered.

"Strange..." Wu Ming wanted to speak, but then broke free and went downstairs. He smelled it everywhere, and his face became more and more suspicious.

"Why are they all alone..."

"What kind of person?" The two incomplete elders protected Wu Ming in the middle.

Wu Ming pointed to the filthy ground and said to Li Zhitian: "Mingfei remembers that when we first arrived at the harbor, we had searched all the Hong Kong residents who had malaria?"

"That's right." Concubine Ming also accompanied him into the house to check the details.

Wu Ming immediately whispered: "I have a very strange ability to 'see' the feelings and scenes from the shape, sound, color, taste, touch, and these indescribable feelings."

Concubine Ming's heart moved, "That day you said 'I saw the patient's sores and pussy, and I was so nauseous that I was dying'?"

"That's it." Wu Ming scratched his scalp, "Just like this, I also saw the source of these stenches. But unlike before, these stenches all point to the same face."

Concubine Ming frowned slightly: "You mean, the filth all over the ground is done by the same person?"

"That's what it means." Wu Ming became more and more determined: "There are only two possibilities in this situation."

"It's either the nose deceives you, or the eyes deceive you." Concubine Ming blurted out.

Wu Ming rubbed the treasure ring and smiled even more: "I bet that this banshee deceived us."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ming suddenly raised his arm and fisted! The treasure seal between his fingers was so bright that the illusion of the illusion Buzhou Mountain immediately wrapped him up!

"Huh?" As soon as the illusion came out, the banshee couldn't help but exclaim: "How could you see through it?"

Wu Ming felt relieved and laughed at the banshee who was driven into a rabbit by Di Ting and said, "It turns out it is also an illusion! Let's talk about how you hooked us into the trap?"

The ground was covered with filth and disappeared. The house on the nest had returned to the bright light in a blink of an eye. But when the house was empty, the old shopkeeper lay on the counter and was still sleeping soundly!

The foggy banshee also showed its true form, and it was actually a ghost butterfly in the underworld!

Beigong Ying's face flushed: "Damn it!"

Wu Ming turned around when he heard the voice, "There is no need to blame himself for the arrest. This monster is very strange and very reasonable."

The ghost butterfly flapped its wings and flew away, and time and space were like a lake, and ripples were rippled. Wu Ming held his breath and concentrated, allowing the ripples in the sky to pass by.

The scene changes again.

The four walls melted in the ripples, the lake breeze blew, and the cattail grass left the fragrance. Looking at the soles of the feet, it also turned into shallow water at the beach and ankle.

Mrs. Wen said coldly: "Since you have been seen through, why do you still do this technique?"

Wu Ming smiled and said, "This way, she can communicate with us."

Beigong Ying also nodded and said, "I guess she has sent her to her body, but her true body has not arrived. That's why she practiced this technique more often."

"How did you see the flaw?" As the little thief expected, the misty black egg appeared with the sound.

Wu Ming gently squeezed out of the crowd and walked to her curiously. He reached out and touched the top of the foggy egg's arc, and then squatted down with laughter, and poked the foggy egg's bulging belly with his fingertips curiously.

"..." The black shadow in the egg narrowed his eyes and held back!

"Aren't you afraid of me?"

Wu Ming smiled and said, "Why am I afraid of you? Where is this fog transformed?"

"Spiritual mist." The black shadow said casually: "Tell me, how did you find the flaw?"

Wu Ming pinched her face with both hands and pulled her face: "Is this egg your illusion?"

"Yes." The black shadow nodded gently through the egg sac: "You haven't told me yet?"

"I smelled it." Wu Ming laughed and said, "What is the name of the illusion?"

"Hey, can you smell a flaw on your nose?" The reason here seems very fresh, and the black shadow blinked like a curious baby: "Ta Luo."

"This realm is called Tailuo?" Wu Mingsizhi was puzzled and said with a smile: "I can hear the wind and distinguish things. Although the ground is dirty and smelly, it is not the cycle of grains, but it looks like the smell of corpses."

The banshee suddenly woke up, "So that's it!"

"It's true that the corpse smells like a corpse?" Wu Ming asked intentionally.

"Yes." The banshee nodded absent-mindedly: "A drowning fisherman, I will take the smell of it and set this state."

"How is your illusion different from jellyfish?" Wu Ming finally asked the key point: "Also, what are your relationships with that mirage dragon jellyfish?"

"How can her tricks of worms be compared with me!" The banshee said disdainfully: "In her realm, she can only transform into objects, but my realm can escape life and death!"

"This is true?"

"More than real gold!"

Wu Ming touched his nose and smiled bitterly: "We are already trapped. Isn't life and death just a matter of your thoughts?"

The banshee nodded first, then shook her head: "How can my thoughts determine your life and death? It's just that in my Tailuo illusion, death means true death, and life is true birth."

"But the true realm?" It seems that solidification and virtuality are inherent attributes of the true realm, and the illusion is far from reaching.

"My realm is like a wild and unpredictable, how can it be compared with the realm?"

Wu Ming chuckled and shook his head: "This is the first time I heard that the illusion is stronger than the true realm."

"That's because you are ignorant!" The banshee finally regained her self-esteem.

"What should I do now?" Wu Ming asked sighed.

The banshee bent her eyes and smiled: "Let's see how you find the flaws!"

The sound is still in my ears, and the scene changes again.

The shallow water gradually surged, and the wilderness on all sides was closed. Wu Ming turned around and no one was seen!

As soon as I opened my mouth, I sucked a lot of water!

I hurriedly held my breath and let the water fill the top of my skull. I was gritting my teeth and enduring hard, but my feet became soft and I threw a stone into the bottom of the lake!

After sinking for a long time, after passing through the Lishui realm, my whole body suddenly relaxed, and my feet touched the bottom.

He put on a pergola in his hand and looked around. He saw quicksand all over the ground, cattails were everywhere, and the surrounding strange rocks were rugged, and various shapes were everywhere. From a distance, he saw a desolate lonely peak in front of him, and there seemed to be a monument in front of the peak. Wu Ming used his eyes and looked at it again, and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air!

The stone tablet is clearly written, which is exactly: Luanshi Mountain Realm, Bibotan Palace!
Chapter completed!