Ding Hong frowned, as if the qiē in front of her was also beyond her expectations.

"Let's move on. She used the compass-like object she had been holding in her hand to observe it carefully, still recognizing the direction, and led the group forward.

Ding Hao thought for a while, rushed forward and stood shoulder to shoulder with Ding Hongtear, and said, "This time, I will lead the way with Lord Ding Zun." ”

He did not speak out about his findings, lest he trigger an unnecessarily oppressive atmosphere.

Ding Hong glanced at him with tears, thoughtfully, didn't say anything more, nodded and continued to move forward.

Ding Hao's divine sense covered out like a tide, carefully observing the surrounding terrain, and finally even closed his eyes altogether, no longer confused by what his eyes saw, and relied on the feedback of his divine sense to explore the terrain.

After a stick of incense.

"Stop!"

Ding Hao suddenly spoke, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Ding Hong glanced at Ding Hao with tears in her eyes, not knowing what was going on, but she still waved her hand, and everyone stopped.

"It's a little wrong, everyone is lined up, everyone gets together one step after another, without any deviation, and follows me in a long line. Ding Hao said.

The crowd looked at him, then at the road ahead, with puzzled expressions on their faces.

In front of it was a soft grass beach with fragrant grass, which looked smooth and soothing, and there was not the slightest trace of the energy fluctuation of the formation pattern, without any dangerous aura, but I didn't know why Ding Hao suddenly said such a thing?

Ding Hao did not explain.

He picked up his toes, and a fist-sized stone flew up at his feet, falling three meters away, and the void between them shook slightly, and the stone disappeared in an instant, and he didn't know where it went, as if it was instantly shattered and decomposed into the most primitive substance, and the whole process did not have the slightest spatial fluctuation, which was too weird.

At this moment, everyone's faces changed.

With their eyesight, they couldn't even see where the stone was going, and there was no law aura circulating, which was a bit terrifying, even if their divine senses searched frantically, they couldn't tell what was going on.

"Listen to Ding Hao. Ding Hong frowned.

Others are no longer against it.

Although he didn't know what was going on, Ding Hao had obviously discovered something that they couldn't see or perceive, and if he could hide the induction of so many god realm powerhouses, it must be very terrifying.

According to Ding Hao's guidance, everyone lined up and walked forward step by step, everyone almost stepped on Ding Hao's footprints to move forward, and did not find anything unusual, the grass under their feet was soft and comfortable, and the breeze blowing around them carried the fragrance of grass.

After about half a pillar of incense, Ding Hao exhaled a breath of turbidity, and then said slowly: "Okay, it's okay." ”

Only then did everyone relax.

Song Que looked at Ding Hao suspiciously, and said, "Third brother, did you find something?"

Ding Hao nodded and said, "It's not clear for the time being, but the qiē we see and perceive in front of us doesn't seem to be the real thing, a phantom array that can almost completely deceive any of our perceptions, and there is a huge killing intent hidden behind it." ”

When everyone heard this, they were shocked.

They are all the top shaves in the Northern Regions Continent, and there are also some formation masters, but they didn't see any clues, if it wasn't for Ding Hao's reminder just now, maybe someone would have strayed into the phantom array and paid the price.

Ding Hao breathed a sigh of relief and continued to release and even perceive.

In the feedback of the divine consciousness, there is no beautiful scenery such as flowers, birds, fish and insects around at all.

A qiē is an illusion that is close to reality.

The environment that everyone is in has always been the gloomy environment of [Hungry Ghost Road], and before passing through a place like a single-plank bridge that is tens of thousands of meters long, surrounded by an abyss, black aura surging, and the dark power is suffocating, it seems that it can suppress the power of everyone, and everyone can't see such a real picture, once a careless step out of the range of the single-plank bridge, it will definitely instantly be involved in the dark power, and instantly shattered to pieces.

After crossing the single-plank bridge, and further on, there is a trap path with black flames constantly spewing out.

That black flame could incinerate the soul of the gods, which was enough to pose a threat to the powerhouses of the god realm.

And this qiē can only be seen by Ding Hao alone.

This seems to be inexplicable in terms of strength, and even the difference in divine consciousness can't explain this qiē, [Shengzi Jue] is indeed the first practice of cultivating divine consciousness throughout the ages, but some other middle-level divine realm powerhouses, the cultivation of divine consciousness is also very unique and rare, but they can't see what Ding Hao sees.

"Maybe it has something to do with the [Reincarnation Heavenly Disk]?"

Ding Hao secretly thought in his heart.

He closed his eyes, not bothered by vision, opened the way with his divine sense, and led everyone to this journey full of black flame traps.

The surrounding environment was terrifying, enough to pose a threat to the powerhouses of the God Realm.

In the next half a day, Ding Hao has been searching with his divine sense, breaking through many traps and secret killing moves, in the process, several times the powerhouses of the divine realm doubted Ding Hao's statement, and tried by themselves, but they were slightly injured, and the others realized that they and others were really in an extremely dangerous environment.

It wasn't until six hours later that Ding Hao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Well, we seem to be out of the danger zone. Ding Hao slowly opened his eyes.

The hearts of the others were finally relaxed.

At this time, the scene that appeared in front of them was no longer the fairyland scene of green trees, grass, spirit beasts, and breezes, and returned to the typical scene of the Hungry Ghost Road, which was as dead and silent as gray and yellow sand, and compared with the poor scenery of the Hungry Ghost Road before, on the ground in the distance, there began to be mountains and valleys, an ancient riverbed-like avenue, leading to the continuous mountains, and there was a strong wind howling, rolling up the gray and yellow sand in the sky!

This avenue is full of quaint and mulberry atmosphere.

I don't know who walked in what years, the avenue seems to lead to the sky, and two of the ruts are extremely clear and obvious, like traces engraved on the stone slabs, and people can't help but think of a thin horse pulling a broken carriage here......

A young man dressed in a snow-white Confucian costume stood quietly on this avenue, blocking everyone's way.

He was quiet, with a large drawing board propped up in front of him, and he was painting with his head down.

Because he lowered his head, he was covered by the drawing board, and everyone could not see his face, but the temperament of forgetting the vicissitudes of life made people feel that this must be a young and handsome scholar, a talented person with splendid articles in his belly, and a charming character who can depict a thousand avenues in his pen.

"I didn't expect you to come out unscathed, which really surprised me. The Confucian young man did not raise his head, his voice was indifferent and calm, but there was a kind of vicissitudes and helplessness that could not be concealed, and that tone contained too many complex feelings.

"Are you the second gatekeeper?" are you ......" Ding Hongxian finally understood something, looked at the young man in Confucian clothes, and said in surprise: "You are the [Painting Heaven Secret Envoy] among the twelve secret envoys?"

"People who can get out of my paintings, I don't kill, you can go. The young man in Confucian service was reluctant to say more, as if any more words would delay his painting, so he did not move, and his body and drawing board gently moved to the side of the avenue, making way for the road.

Ding Hongxian didn't ask anything more, made a look to everyone, and stepped on this vicissitudes of life.

Only then did everyone understand that this Confucian young man was also one of the twelve secret envoys.

When passing by the young man in Confucian clothes, Ding Hao couldn't help but glance back.

When his eyes fell on his drawing board, Ding Hao was suddenly stunned, and immediately understood something--different small pictures were painted on the huge drawing board, which were incomparably clear, lifelike like photographs, and each painting was related to himself and others.

"Those images are so familiar...... That's ......"

Ding Hao was shocked to find that the content of each picture was the picture of his group when they passed through the dangerous area before, especially the picture of walking in front with his eyes closed and leading others the most.

The qiē on the screen is like a reproduction of the previous experience.

No, not a reproduction.

Ding Hao suddenly realized that it was the place where he and the others had walked, and the traps and threats that could not be seen by the naked eye and divine consciousness were all things painted by this Confucian young man, and it was the world he created with his brush, and he and the others were just walking around the world in his paintings.

What kind of supernatural power is this?

The dangers that everyone encountered before were deliberately drawn to us by this Confucian young man?

No wonder he said before that people who were able to get out of his paintings, he did not kill...... It's really terrifying, what kind of cultivation is this, silently ingesting others into their own paintings, and manipulating the fate of the people in the paintings at will, just like a god who dominates a qiē!

If it weren't for the strange situation that appeared on his body, and his divine sense could see through the delusion, then it was entirely possible for this Confucian young man [Heavenly Painting Secret Envoy] to play with dozens of god realm powerhouses between applause, and maybe someone could eventually create the world in the painting, but it would definitely pay a lot of price.

At the same time that Ding Hao saw the picture, the young man in Confucian clothes suddenly turned his head and glanced at Ding Hao.

"You can actually see through my paintings?" The scarlet gaze and the face surrounded by black qi were indeed a supreme person who cultivated dark power, very similar to the extinct [Extermination Secret Envoy], his blood-colored gaze swept over Ding Hao's body, and he seemed to be a little confused and confused.

Ding Hao did not answer.

The moment he turned around and passed by, he swept the scroll that the [Heavenly Painting Dark Envoy] was creating.

This is the last painting on the petals of a young man in Confucianism.

This painting is only a few strokes, but it vividly outlines Ding Hao's back - it is only a back, there is no other scenery and environment on the snow-white paper, the pen in the hand of the young man in Confucianism can not fall for a long time, it seems that he does not know what kind of environment to paint Ding Hao in for a while.

Ding Hao and the others finally crossed the [Heavenly Painting Secret Envoy] and walked towards the mountains in the distance.

"That is the central reincarnation area of the real Hungry Ghost Dao core. Ding Hongxian breathed a sigh of relief, his expression was much more relaxed, and he unexpectedly passed the level of [Heavenly Painting Secret Envoy], and then there will be absolutely no more gatekeepers, the reincarnation immortal fate is in this mountain, and you can still see those few people, your task is about to be completed, and the next qiē will be handed over to fate to make a judgment-

Supplement is to make up, but these days are enough to choke, there are several readers and authors to Baoji, I want to entertain, today to go to Famen Temple, was blocked on the highway for an afternoon, came back very late, on 2 more.