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One thousand seven hundred and sixty-eight chapters real image illusion

It's just that the same thing is not exactly the same.

Even if Su Jiu's spiritual consciousness cannot feel the environment there through the light screen, it can be guessed that this place is probably not better than the magma situation she had experienced before.

Sure enough, not long after they entered, many people fell into crisis.

People with a slightly lower cultivation level directly turned on the cover of spiritual defense.

But this is not an ordinary world, and the flames are not the ordinary flames they have experienced before. If they want to resist them, they will have to pay more spiritual energy.

However, even if they are good among the sects, they will never be able to stay in such an environment for too long.

"No, the talismans and spiritual energy here are consumed too quickly. If this continues, we will inevitably be wiped out..."

"Are Su Jiu really trapped here? If it is... it has been so long..." Before the disciple of the Law Enforcement Hall finished speaking, he felt as if he was being targeted by some fierce beast, and shrank his neck.

"What's wrong with you? How can you still tremble when you are so hot?"

The disciple glanced at his companion, a little hard to say, but he still didn't say anything. He quietly glanced at the source of the murderous aura, finally sighed, swallowing all the words into his stomach.

"The entrance when I came disappeared." A disciple with a keen observation whispered.

Yun Huanling was not surprised, "Otherwise? If you don't disappear, you will leave a way out for you? These people who are actually like illusions have always been very immoral. They will not use the entrance as an exit. If you want to leave here, you can only find another way out."

"This... is covered with flames, and even the spiritual consciousness cannot be penetrated, how can you leave?" Not to mention finding someone here...

Of course, no one dares to say the second half of the sentence.

No one answered the little disciple's question.

You must know that their spiritual sense cannot penetrate, which does not mean that the spiritual senses of Chu Luohen, Yun Huanling and others cannot penetrate.

Chu Luohen was almost the first of everyone to find a clue. He summoned the Wuhen Sword and flew directly towards a specific direction.

Seeing this, Yun Huanling was not willing to fall behind and hurriedly chased after him.

At this time, Su Jiu and Yang Guo were not there, and only Chu Luohen could believe was left, so naturally there was nothing to hesitate.

Only Qingci Daojun still followed the team slowly.

Perhaps because of the idea of ​​deliberately waiting for someone, Chu Luohen was not flying too fast, but the people following him were still a little miserable.

Of course, their suffering does not lie in the flight speed, but in the temperature here, because when they get here, it is no longer that they can protect themselves if they want to.

These fire spirits are powerful enough to penetrate their protective layer and roast their skin.

Chu Luohen also noticed this and stopped at the right time, "You go back first. Even if you force yourself to follow, you will not play a big role in the battle and just sacrifice in vain."

Very straightforward advice.

Fortunately, there are no passionate middle-aged teenagers among the disciples in the Law Enforcement Hall. They are all elite disciples who can measure the pros and cons for hundreds or thousands of years, so they will not be unable to hear good and bad words.

In order not to cause trouble to Chu Luohen and others, he retreated without hesitation.

Yun Huanling was relieved to see this scene.

After all, he still clearly remembered what the disciples of the Miaofa Immortal Sect did before.

I don’t have much strength to protect me, but I don’t have any points, so I just want to talk about living and dying together, and I’m kind enough to persuade me, and blame the other party for insulting his personality...

When Yun Huanling thought of this, he quickly silenced his mind and waved away these slightly unlucky things.

Now, there are only four of them left, except Chu Luohen and Yun Huanling, Qingci Daojun and the unknown Buddhist son.

The Buddhist son has always had a low sense of existence, but no matter how low the sense of existence is, after only four people are left, they will no longer be ignored.

Yun Huanling glanced across the people present one by one.

He pulled his fingers and found that among these four people, his cultivation was actually the lowest.

"Go away quickly. If you don't leave, the monk will probably be fryed. After all, he is just an ordinary person." The Buddha said while chanting Amitabha in a low voice.

His appearance looks very calm and peaceful, and others will subconsciously think so when they first meet.

However, now all four people here have become foxes and no one is much clumsy than anyone else. The implication of the last half of the Buddhist son is, let alone Chu Luohen and Qingci Daojun, even Yun Huanling can understand it.

The Buddhist son is an ordinary person, and the other three are not ordinary...

But can the Buddhist sons know that the three of them are not ordinary people, but they are really just ordinary people?

Everyone smiled at the answer, after all, how could an ordinary person come to this point with them?

The group of four people no longer wasted time. Under Chu Luohen's leadership, they accelerated almost at the same time and continued to fly directly forward.

After almost half a stick of incense, Chu Luohen and others stopped suddenly.

Because a huge monster was slowly rising from the magma not far ahead.

Although the behemoth is fiery red overall, it is not difficult to see that its edges have long been dyed black, and this thick ink-like black is still eroding towards its center.

This red behemoth is exactly the Vermilion Bird they saw on the mural before.

Seeing this, Yun Huanling exclaimed directly, "It's Zhuque!"

The Buddha's son whispered, "It should be a wisp of the soul of the Vermilion Bird. Otherwise, the little monk would have been roasted into a pile of ashes long ago."

Yun Huanling looked back at the Buddha son, and his eyes seemed to question the authenticity of his words.

"After all, it is one of the four holy spirits in this world. Even a wisp of spirit cannot be underestimated. Of course, your situation is special and different from ours." After saying that, the Buddha's son smiled friendly at Yun Huanling.

Yun Huanling silently withdrew his gaze and fell back on the soul of the Zhuque who was still leaving the magma in front of him.

"Even if it is the soul of the Suzaku, it is part of the Suzaku, so it should not attack us." Yun Huanling relaxed and said, "When it comes out completely, we will directly ask it where the exit is, you should be able to go out."

Chu Luohen looked at Yun Huanling with a fool's gaze, and Qingci Daojun also took a rare look at this peerless weirdo.

"You are thinking too much, don't say that the soul of the Suzaku is already contaminated by the demonic energy. It can retain some spiritual intelligence. Even if it is clear and sober now, it may not give you any good face. After all, we are the intruders of the palace.

Do you think a Holy Spirit would be willing to see other living creatures in its palace?”

Yun Huanling's face changed, "Wouldn't that mean we must fight this fight?"

Chu Luohen nodded, "You can't beat me, because I feel the exit is on this Suzaku spirit."

Yun Huanling was completely numb, what does this mean?

This shows that even if the Suzaku Spirit is willing to sit down and talk to them, they must do it.

"How could the exit be on the body of the soul of Zhuque?" This question comes from the Buddhist son.

"I'm afraid it was done by people who built a real world like a illusion."
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