"Run!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang ran away and disappeared from Xiao Jin's sight in an instant. Fortunately, Situ Yuan gave him the array-breaking disk. Wherever he went, the fog dispersed and formed a vacuum zone of dozens of feet. Even so, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang was still lost in panic. In fact, Xu Changshou's fog array is also a kind of illusion array. Once you enter it, you will inevitably lose your way. Even if you have tools to break the array, you have to study it for a long time before you can figure out the direction of the array. At this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang had no time to distinguish the direction. He could only run in the direction he came in by feeling. In this way, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang was like a headless fly, turning around in the array for a quarter of an hour, and he didn't dare to fly with a sword. Fortunately, he didn't fly with a sword, otherwise, it would directly trigger the killing array of the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Mist Array, and the thirty-six magic weapons would kill him at the same time. After another quarter of an hour, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang felt something was wrong.
From the outside, the entire array is only ten miles in diameter. With his speed, he must have run out in half an hour. He ran for half an hour and still didn't run out of the fog array. This can only mean one thing, he ran in the wrong direction. "What should I do, what should I do?" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang forced himself to calm down and began to think about the flaws of the array. Suddenly. A ghost in white clothes and black hair covered his face, floated past him more than ten feet in front of him. "My Maya! What is that!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang was startled, and when he looked again, he found that the ghost had disappeared. Illusion, illusion. It must be an illusion. The middle-aged man surnamed Wang's heart was in a mess, and he no longer had the mind to distinguish any direction. Shashasha—— At this time, strange footsteps suddenly came from behind. The middle-aged man surnamed Wang was shocked and hurriedly looked back, but found that there was no one behind him. He turned around again in a hurry, and the ghost appeared in his sight again, still in the original position. The middle-aged man surnamed Wang rubbed his eyes, and the ghost disappeared again. "Fake, fake, all fake, it must be an illusion." The middle-aged man surnamed Wang walked and muttered. Then, there was a rustling sound of footsteps behind him.
He looked back and there was nothing behind him. Then, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang turned around and was shocked. At this time, a big man with a chain appeared ten feet in front of him. The big man smiled evilly at him, and then floated away in an instant, at an incredible speed. "Damn, illusion, illusion, illusion again, it must be an illusion." The middle-aged man surnamed Wang comforted himself like this. Then. From time to time, there was a rustling sound of footsteps behind him. Every time he looked back, he could not see anything, but when he turned back again, there was always a figure. Sometimes it was a ghost in white clothes. Sometimes it was a woman with picturesque eyebrows and eyes. Sometimes it was a girl with a slender waist. Sometimes it was a white-faced scholar. Sometimes it was a big man with a chain. Weird things kept repeating. Whenever there was footsteps behind him, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang could not see anything when he looked back. But when he looked back again, he could see something. Rustle... At this time, footsteps were heard behind him again, and they were getting closer and closer. The middle-aged man surnamed Wang gritted his teeth and forced himself not to look back. A strange thing happened. As long as he did not look back, he would not see any ghosts. At this time, the footsteps behind him suddenly disappeared. After the footsteps disappeared, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang looked back and found nothing. When he looked back again, there was still nothing. He breathed a sigh of relief. I understand, I understand. "This is an illusion, all of it is an illusion. As long as I don't look back, there is nothing." The middle-aged man surnamed Wang calmed down and began to look for the direction of the battle seriously. Rustle... Not long after, footsteps were heard behind him again. "Hmph, a trifling trick." The middle-aged man surnamed Wang did not even turn his head back, and his mouth showed deep disdain.
He knew that the illusion was coming again, and as long as he did not look back, he would not be affected. Sure enough, after waiting for a while, the footsteps disappeared again. The middle-aged man surnamed Wang smiled: "It seems that the person who set up the formation is only good at these two brushes." After seeing through the illusion, he quickly calmed down, began to calm down, and seriously studied the way out. "Found it, so it's like this, a trifle, a trifle, hahaha!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang suddenly laughed and walked in one direction with big strides. Wherever he went, layers of fog retreated. Shashasha... At this time, strange footsteps came from behind him again. The footsteps were getting closer and closer. "Just an illusion, dare to show off in front of me, it's ridiculous." The middle-aged man surnamed Wang spoke disdainfully, and continued to walk forward without looking back. However. The footsteps behind him began to become hurried, getting closer and clearer. No... The middle-aged man surnamed Wang's face changed drastically, and suddenly there was a hurried sound of breaking through the air behind him. He turned his head subconsciously and saw a shiny black iron rod that rapidly enlarged in his eyes and instantly blocked out the sky and the sun. The guy next door was fooled. This was the last thought of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang. Bang—— The middle-aged man surnamed Wang's eyes went dark and his head exploded on the spot. His soul body rushed out from the center of his eyebrows quickly and fled in one direction. Tragically, he was grabbed by the ghost before he could take two steps. The soul body of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang glanced at the ghost, and saw a pale face through the thick black hair. "My God, wasn't it an illusion just now? This is real!" The middle-aged man surnamed Wang was terrified. He felt a terrible pressure from the ghost, and had a sense of déjà vu of the great cultivator of the Qi Refining Realm facing the Foundation Establishment Realm. In terms of cultivation realm. Bai Yulan is a ghost cultivator, and the middle-aged man surnamed Wang is a foundation cultivator.
But humans and ghosts have different paths. The human race mainly cultivates the physical body, while ghost cultivators cultivate the soul. Therefore, ghost cultivators are stronger than human souls, which is beyond doubt. The soul body of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang, who left the physical body, is actually equivalent to a ghost cultivator at the Wandering Soul Realm in terms of strength. When encountering Bai Yulan at the Ghost Cultivation Realm, of course, he would feel that her strength is very terrifying. Before the body was broken, in the eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang, Bai Yulan was just a lonely ghost. Although she was a little scared, she would never feel as horrible as she does now. "Let's go, follow me to see His Majesty!" Bai Yulan (A Phantom) pulled the soul of the middle-aged man surnamed Wang and quickly walked through the fog. At the same time, behind Bai Yulan, there were four ghosts, Sima Dao, Xue Wujiu, Tong Huamei, and Liu Qingshuang. Who is His Majesty? At this time, the middle-aged man surnamed Wang was full of fear. There is no doubt that these powerful ghost cultivators must be subordinates of the disciple of the Green Immortal Sect. What kind of ruthless person can subdue such powerful five ghosts? The middle-aged man surnamed Wang regretted that he took on such a terrifying task for 10,000 spirit stones. Later, Xiao Jin put away the array-breaking plate, silently carried the two corpses, and walked towards the center of the array. Although Xiao Jin was short, it was easy for him to carry two corpses.