Woo woo woo woo```

The cold wind whistled through the courtyard, and the sound was harsh, like the sob of a ghost.

Zhang Yuan and the Four Deserted Monks all changed their faces and looked around.

Blood soars into the sky, white silks flying, broken walls and ruins, and there was no figure in the entire Beimen family.

Many buildings are already in a dilapidated manner.

This is the true face of the Beimen family?

Zhang Yuan and the Four Deserted Monks rushed out of the courtyard.

It's so stunning.

The bodies were covered with blood, all of which were from the Beimen family, housekeepers, elders, and guards. Some of the bodies had begun to corrupt and exuded an unspeakable aura.

"I've destroyed the family, the Beimen family was destroyed?"

The Four Descendants said in surprise.

Zhang Yuan's heart was also turbulent.

Fantasy!

Everything I saw before was a illusion.

No, it should be said that since I came to the Beimen Family, everything I have experienced is an illusion.

Illusion sets of illusion!

Dream in dreams!

Zhang Yuan suddenly looked at the Four Deserted Monks and held the Xueyin Knife tightly.

Could this monk be a illusion?

The Four Descendant Monk also instantly noticed Zhang Yuan's gaze, smiled bitterly, and said, "Young Master Zhang, I am a real existence. I have Buddhist relics as evidence, you can take a look."

He spread his palm and a golden ball of light appeared inside, emitting waves of soft and sacred power.

Zhang Yuan's heart was terrified and he ceased his suspicion.

Buddhist relics are the nemesis of all demons and evil spirits.

This monk should be true.

"Please forgive me, Master."

Zhang Yuan said.

The Four Descendant Monks collected the relics and spoke: "For safety reasons, it's nothing if Zhang Shaoxia doubts."

Zhang Yuan's mind quickly rolled.

Why are things in the illusion so real?

Jue Wushuang actually appeared?

There are also many tourists from the world, each of which is extremely real.

He was shocked and suddenly remembered a key.

Could it be that these phantoms are all people who have been here before?

Because I have been here, I am left with traces and made into a illusion.

Why did Jue Wushuang and the others come here?

What about Su Tiandi?

Where is Beimenlie who was rescued by him?

Su Tiandi should not be an illusion.

He met Su Tiandi outside Yongzhou City, and then came here with Su Tiandi and Beimen Zhiying.

etc!

Is it true that Beimen Zhiying is true?

Is Black Tower City real?

Zhang Yuan's mind was very confused.

"Hei Tower? No, Young Master Zhang, go to Hei Tower to have a look."

The Four Descendant Monk was shocked, and suddenly reacted and rushed forward.

Zhang Yuan's face also changed and he rushed over quickly.

Soon, they came to the front of the Black Tower.

The huge black tower stood tall, black and condensed. At the top, a terrifying crack appeared, which was shocking and continued to extend downwards to the bottom, as if something had been torn apart from the inside.

Outside the Black Tower, there are still deep claw marks left.

Each claw is extremely huge, about five meters in radius, with five fingers, which looks like the palm of a giant.

However, what surprised Zhang Yuan was that there were four claw marks in total.

What giant has four hands?

Isn't this a giant?

"The demons in the black tower are really out of trouble!"

A shock appeared on the face of the Four Deserted Monk, and said, "I know why the second master of the Beimen family wanted to write a letter to me Shaolin. He must have noticed something and wanted to ask me Shaolin for help. But after his letter was sent, he was noticed by the demons here, so the Beimen family was destroyed."

“It’s possible.”

Zhang Yuanning pointed his head and suddenly reacted, saying, "No, go quickly!"

The thing that created the illusion before must be nearby, and maybe it is the demon that escaped from the black tower.

The Four Descendant Monks also woke up instantly.

The two rushed outside quickly.

boom!

Suddenly, the ground trembled, and a terrifying cold air suddenly surged out of the room in all directions, drowned towards Zhang Yuan and the Four Sages of the Monks.

The cold air is like a black tide, boundless and almost suffocating.

Zhang Yuan roared, and the Nine Yang true energy was circulating. With a thunderous flaming sound, a terrifying flame appeared again, boiling and burning seven or eight meters high.

He waved the snow drink, let out a harsh whistling, and slashed directly at the cold air.

puff!

The cold and cold breath was shattered by the sword energy on the spot, and the power of the holy weapon was unimaginable.

The yin energy exploded, and a shrill scream came from inside. A black shadow flew backwards on the spot, slamming into the distance with a thump, making a hissing sound all over his body, almost immediately slashed.

It quickly got up and fled in a hurry to the distance.

"Where to go?"

Zhang Yuan roared violently, chased forward, and slashed down with another sword.

Sixty meters of sword aura pierced through it, rumbling, and the ground was constantly shattering. It was about to fall on the black shadow. Suddenly, with a thud, the sword aura was grabbed by a huge black hand.

With a forceful pinch, the knife energy shattered and turned into a chaotic flow of energy, surging everywhere.

Zhang Yuan's face changed and he looked directly ahead.

The Four Descendant Monks also shrank their eyes.

Grab the sharpness of Xue Yin with bare hands?

Who is this?

call!

The wind swept through, and paper money was flying all over the floor.

Silently, a tall figure appeared in front of him, wearing a black robe, with a calm expression, looking like he was in his thirties or forties, with long hair dispersed, and his eyes were calm and clear, looking towards Zhang Yuan.

His eyes were as clear as a pool of deep water.

The shadow of others can be clearly reflected in it.

Zhang Yuan just looked at him and felt a cold all over his body, and he felt a sense of transparency.

He felt a trembling heart and visualized Cihang's wise eyes.

Without any concealment, a strong purple demonic aura emerged from the other party's body, which was even more intense and terrifying than what he saw in Beimen Zhiying.

Isn't this the demon who escaped from trouble?

Zhang Yuan's heart was rolling in, ready to give it a try.

The Monk Sijue also took out the relics, his eyes were solemn, and a layer of dazzling Buddha light burst out from his body. A golden ancient bell faintly appeared on his body.

"Sacred tools? Relics? They are indeed things I hate."

The black-robed man's eyes were vicissitudes, and there was an invisible bleakness on his body. He said, "I just got out of trouble, you came to your door. I want to say that it is not easy to let you go."

call!

His breath surged, rolled up fallen leaves all over the ground, and came towards the front.

Zhang Yuan and the Sijue Monk all had their eyes fixed, they retreated backwards, and were fully alert.

Pu Lingling.

The black crow fluttered violently under Zhang Yuan's hands, and his black eyes looked at the figure in the black robe.

The black-robed figure stared at the black crow, and he also noticed the black crow, frowned, and the surging aura suddenly stopped.

“It’s it ```”
Chapter completed!