I Hang Up In the Fantasy World

In the dark forest, I saw the Xuantian Mirror hanging in the air, and six fine gold chains turned into long flames, with unmatched power.

In an instant, the root vines entangled by the magic vine tree were burned to the ground.

Then, a shrill and ethereal voice came from the trunk of the magic vine tree, bursting with a terrifying aura.

Zhang Yi knew that the root vines were part of the body of the magic vine tree.

The ten fingers are still connected to the heart, and the magic vine tree at this time is in a similar situation, so it is angry.

I saw the riots of the branches and leaves of the magic vine, and the natural Dao pattern at the main trunk radiated black light, and immediately, a full-colored crying face fruit fell from the branches and leaves.

All these crying face fruits were suspended in the air, and then they seemed to have a spirit, and the side with the crying face all turned towards Zhang Yi.

In a faint, a strange atmosphere spread, which made people feel fearful.

"First it was the twisting vine, and now it's the crying face ghost fruit again."

Seeing this, Zhang Yi's eyes flickered slightly.

From the information given by the eye of insight, there are two major methods of the magic vine tree.

The first is the twisting vines that grow between the branches and leaves, which can strangle the enemy entity, but in front of the red gold flowing flames of the Xuantian Mirror, it is burned to the ground.

The second is the Crying Face Ghost Fruit in front of you, which can bury the enemy's intelligence. It is the condensed essence of the magic vine tree, and it is also an auxiliary material for cultivating some evil methods.

Generally speaking, the magic vine tree will form a crying face ghost fruit for decades.

But at this time, Zhang Yi glanced at it, and there were eleven crying-faced ghost fruits floating around the magic vine tree!

"Is this releasing all the crying face ghost fruit that I have accumulated over the past few hundred years?"

"It's a little tricky."

At this time, although Zhang Yi's expression was still calm, it was also somewhat solemn.

After all, according to the normal steps, to pass through this dark forest and obtain the qualification to enter the temple, you only need to face the twisting vines.

"call."

Standing still, Zhang Yi took a deep breath and his eyes became calm again.

Crying Face Ghost Fruit is a product of the spiritual level. True Yuan and physical power cannot work. If you want to crack it, you can only use mental power to defeat the enemy.

Therefore, Zhang Yi placed the Xuantian Mirror on top of his head, and shrouded himself with a radiant radiance to guard against the impact of the twisting vines.

Then, he closed his eyes and began to concentrate on mobilizing his spiritual power.

Immediately, Zhang Yi heard a voice that sounded like crying but not crying, like laughing but not laughing.

The voice was exceptionally clear, as if it was coming from the wind and into the depths of Zhang Yi's consciousness.

Zhang Yi suddenly "opened his eyes" and found that he was in darkness, surrounded by fog and swamps. If he didn't pay attention, he would fall into it and be completely swallowed.

"Is this the effect of the Crying Face Ghost Fruit? It's really weird. I must have been affected by my sea of ​​consciousness, so the illusion appeared."

Zhang Yixin is like a mirror, peeling off his current state.

He knew that although he was in an illusion at this time, he should not let his guard down. If he fell into a swamp in an illusion, his spirit would be annihilated.

"Compared to a realistic confrontation, sometimes the seemingly illusory spiritual battlefield is more crucial. If you take a wrong step, you will often lose the whole game."

Zhang Yi said calmly.

He looked forward and walked over slowly.

As Zhang Yi's figure began to move, the land behind him was engulfed by nothingness, leaving no trace.

On this road, there are advances and no retreats. If Zhang Yi can't walk out successfully, he will either die or be disabled.

In the outside world, the magic vine tree was not idle either, waving the twisting vines and attacking, wanting to strangle Zhang Yi directly, but was blocked by the mysterious light of Xuantian Mirror, and could not advance half an inch.

Just like this, the two were at a stalemate for a while, and time passed slowly.

…

In front of the palace in the center of the ruins, Qi Daolin walked around, looking at the dark forest from time to time, his face full of worry.

Because three days have passed since Zhang Yi went deep into the dark forest. During this period, there was no movement in the dark forest, and it was terribly quiet.

For him, this is obviously not a good sign.

"Brother Zhang is very strong, how could there be an accident? It should be delayed by something, wait, wait..."

Qi Daolin paced back and forth on the slate, muttering incessantly and praying to himself.

Because Zhang Yi's safety is not only about himself, but also about his current situation.

If Zhang Yi encounters an accident, how can he travel through the dark forest?

At the time of the bureau, Qi Daolin was afraid that he could only be trapped in the center of the ruins and died alone.

…

And somewhere in the dark forest, the magic vine tree covered the sky, supporting a dark sky.

On the ground in front of it, there is an inconspicuous dilapidated mirror spinning around, releasing a faint light, covering Zhang Yi's figure.

Zhang Yi closed his eyes, it had been more than three days.

Although he looks calm, his spirit is in the illusion constructed by the crying face ghost fruit. If he makes a slight mistake, his intelligence will be destroyed. This process can be described as shocking step by step.

At this time, Zhang Yi had spent a long time in the illusion, and his exploration of the illusion was about to come to an end.

In front of him, finally three roads appeared.

Zhang Yi looked to the right, where the four characters of Kendo Inheritance were written on the road sign, and the end of the road was filled with the strong sword intent, and the road ahead was bright.

On the left, it is a little mediocre, and only simply picks up the pen and writes the word "future".

Zhang Yi looked at the end of the road on the left, but saw a hazy phantom constantly unfolding there, as if projecting something.

But no matter how Zhang Yi watched intently, even if he used the Eye of Insight, he was still like a mirror, and he couldn't see it clearly. The two seemed to be separated by an infinite distance.

Finally, Zhang Yi looked at the road in the center again.

This road is the most ordinary. Zhang Yi can see the end at a glance. There is a black hole connecting the outside of the illusion. If you step into it, the illusion constructed by the crying face ghost fruit will be pierced by Zhang Yi.

"Ok…"

On the spot, Zhang Yi was stunned.

It is not difficult to choose, UU reading www. uukanshu.com but his inner perception told him that these three paths, no matter which one is correct, can lead to the outside world.

"The three roads lead to the outside world, so what is the role of this level?"

In place, Zhang Yi was puzzled.

It was like two top Go masters were fighting each other, and suddenly one of them shook his hand, made a mistake, and appeared on the edge of the game.

Then for the other person, it is extremely confused, unable to stop thinking, trying to figure out what the other person is thinking.

At this time, Zhang Yi had the same effect.

"Fuck!"

"What kind of hypocrisy, brother will not accompany you."

On the spot, Zhang Yisi thought about it for a long time and still couldn't get a result, his heart was angered, and a bright brilliance suddenly bloomed in his eyes.

Immediately, Guanghua swept the world, and the original dark illusion was retreating, Zhang Yi's spirit jumped from it, and he returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.