"Drugged?" Liao Yunjin was shocked in his heart, "Are you saying that everything before was a phantom array made up by these 'Tsing Yi Jue Mang', so are we in the phantom array now, or are we in reality?" ”

Mo Zhiyu didn't reply, the sword qi in his hand was stimulated, and a cold qi stabbed out, piercing the pied piper that his blade was pointing at. But what he pierced was nothing more than an illusory shadow, which flickered a few times before condensing again, so the answer was self-evident.

Liao Yunjin covered his arm, but he still felt weak, and said anxiously: "Then what should we do now?" This is not an ordinary illusion, there is no time to find a way out for us, we are already completely passive, and we have no grasp of the opponent's attack path at all. ”

"You are too deeply poisoned, and the anxiety in your heart is amplified, so you feel that this array is terrifying." Mo Zhiyu said slowly, "Since it is an illusion, there must be a limit, but because of these long worms, the boundary has become a little difficult to find." ”

The sound of the "woo woo" whistle sounded again, and the surrounding Tsing Yi Jue swam around the two of them again, red smoke filled the surroundings, and this forest became extremely strange again.

"Take it." Mo Zhiyu handed the little snake in his hand to Liao Yunjin, Liao Yunjin was stunned for a moment, did not take the little snake directly, but ripped off his sleeve robe, mutilated the wound on his arm first, and then took the little snake and asked Mo Zhiyu in a low voice, "Why hasn't this thing been killed?" ”

"Keep it for now, it's useful." Mo Zhiyu said, took out a torch from the storage bag and handed it to the puppet next to him, "Light it, repel insects." ”

"Yes." The puppet replied mechanically, and lit the torch with a "swish", as if the torch was made of something special, and as soon as the torch was lit, as the smoke from the fire dispersed, it immediately dispersed a lot of the surrounding red mist.

Liao Yunjin sniffed a few times, smelled the smell, and asked, "There is also sulfur in this torch?" ”

"It's not just sulfur, it's a unique secret recipe in my Yue's village, and in the southern continent, we always have to beware of some poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, so let's move forward." Mo Zhiyu said, carrying a knife to kill and slash, and stepped out.

As they moved, the surrounding Tsing Yi Jue Mang also moved, they were densely stirring in the grass, swimming quickly around the two of them, "hissing" and spitting snake letters, so that the surrounding smoke also drifted up with the movement of the two.

"These red mist are the illusion itself, as long as we are in this red mist, we can't get out!" Liao Yunjin finally saw some clues, and then felt out a few rune flags from his waist, "I used the rune flag to drive the wind away and blow away these fogs." ”

"Nope." Mo Zhiyu said slowly, his eyes staring at everything around him, "You have been poisoned by this Tsing Yi Jue, and your consciousness has been locked in this illusion, and you can't use your Yuan Force at all now." ”

Liao Yunjin clenched the talisman flag in her hand, indeed, even if she was much more sober now, she still couldn't use her Yuan Force, and she hurriedly asked, "Then what should we do?" These red mist move with us, as soon as we move, they move, we just walk, we can't get out of this illusion! ”

"We don't have to come out of this illusion." Mo Zhiyu said, wielding a knife and killing a few Qingyi Jue Mang who came closer, "We just need to wait, it's just the Illusory Yuan Realm, the Yuan Power that can be driven is always limited, and the other party is just one person, it is impossible to maintain this Illusion Realm for a long time." ”

"Even if we can't sustain this illusion for a long time, we'll be tied up here!" Liao Yunjin still didn't understand, "We're just in the Phantom Yuan Realm, and it's not a way to spend it with him like this." ”

was reminded by Liao Yunjin like this, Mo Zhiyu realized that he was only an illusory realm now, so he could only say: "We can only wait, after all, I am only a military cultivator, and it is impossible to directly cut this illusion." You're the only one who knows a bit about the circle, so we'll have to wait. Don't worry, there is only one person on the other side, and he is still a cultivator who drives Tsing Yi Jue to be reckless, and when it comes to this kind of thing of competing for endurance, I think I still have a good chance of winning. ”

"But just wait, when?" Liao Yunjin asked anxiously, "Wait until that person's yuan power is exhausted?" But it's not a way to spend it like this, if you lose both sides and get the benefit of others, you will be wronged this night! ”

"Can't wait until then." Mo Zhiyu said, "With my Yuan Force, there is no problem in holding on for two nights." And this poisonous mist of Tsing Yi Jue will dissipate by itself as soon as he sees the sun. Without this illusion, one instrument cultivation is not enough for me to fight. So I can afford to wait, this person can't afford to wait. ”

"I see!" Liao Yunjin finally understood, and laughed lightly, "This person will definitely be in a hurry to clean up us before dawn, he will definitely make the first move and keep moving." As soon as you do it, this illusion will be chaotic and there will be mistakes. I'm sure I'll see this flaw, and I'll be sure to hit it with one shot! ”

Mo Zhiyu smiled lightly, but looked at the puppet next to him, this smile was for her. Fortunately, Yun Shi told him these things in advance, so that he was prepared. In fact, it is very simple to break this illusion, as long as he uses the "True God Vision", but unfortunately it can't, then his identity will be exposed. After all, he is now a Yuanli monk of the water line, and he can't prevaricate with the eyes of the Yuanli monk of the fire line.

And now, of course, he didn't expect Liao Yunjin to see the flaws of this magic circle, he had to wait for her to give him a hint, so that he could hit with one blow.

Time passed minute by minute, the "woo woo" flute continued, those Tsing Yi Jue Mang was still wandering, and the red mist was still filling. And Mo Zhiyu had already taken Liao Yunjin and the puppet to the bottom of another huge tree.

He slashed the knife horizontally, and slashed several Tsing Yi Jue Mang, who staggered and fell into the grass, and then disappeared without a trace. This person is far more calm and patient than he imagined.

At this moment, he saw the puppet shake the torch in his hand, which was a code, and it seemed that Plan B was about to be executed, so he took out his bone flute.

"What is this for?" Liao Yunjin asked curiously.

"Do you hear this flute?" Mo Zhiyu put the knife back into its sheath, and then raised the bone flute, "I think I can try it." ”

Then he put the bone flute to his mouth, and instead of rhythmically playing it according to the syllables, he directly blew it out in one breath recklessly, blowing a sharp sound.

(End of chapter)