Chapter 170 Mirage
"nothing."

Su Chen shook his head and did not continue to point out the matter. He had a feeling that if he continued to point out the matter, something bad would happen.

Vaguely.

Su Chen felt that such a strange thing as the Drum of Fortune would not be without a price, and it must be related to the legendary ancient times.

soon.

night.

Gradually coming.

The world fell silent.

Ahead, a gray fog swept in from somewhere unknown.

"what is this?"

There was a carriage ahead, also coming from a large tribe, and manned by a Nascent Soul expert. Like them, they were heading to the vicinity of the cave to gather information.

At this time, there was a cry of surprise.

"Damn it!"

"Go! This thing is..."

Soon, the gray fog spread and there was no more sound from the carriage that had screamed, because they had simply disappeared.

"what's the situation?"

Hongyun was puzzled.

This place is still three thousand miles away from the cave. Even if the cave is weird, the things inside should not spread here. What's more, if there is any danger, it should be an evil beast that can be seen and touched.

"Let's run."

"This gray fog is not right. It's a bit like a lost illusion, but isn't this thing sealed under the main altar?"

The donkey demon was shaking and trembling as he spoke.

The Western Desert is similar to the Eastern Region. Ten thousand years ago, while the immortal way was at its peak and many talented people emerged, all the demons were killed. The powerful ones among them were difficult to kill, so they were sealed in the Lost Illusion, until the day when the terrifying giant monsters and the great demons ran out of life.

The Lost Realm of Illusion is equivalent to the demon land in the Eastern Region.

"go!"

Ahead, a carriage also recognized the lost illusion and turned around to run, but it was still a step too late and was swallowed up by the gray fog in an instant.

Next.

The gray fog opened like a huge mouth and swallowed up Hongyun's carriage.

"Mr. Su, what should we do?"

Hong Yun was a little at a loss. After all, he was just a child. At this moment, he was fully armed, with the tree-beard-like armor and the paper crane, two top-level magic weapons, equipped on him again, ready for battle.

"This fog..."

Su Chen pondered.

This gray fog was also very familiar. It was also pitch dark and the visibility was extremely low. Even if the magic weapon was away from the body for a certain distance, it would lose contact. Su Chen almost fell into a trance, thinking that he had returned to the white fog of the battlefield outside the sky.

In the gray fog, there were demons roaring and shrill screams.

"Damn it!"

"This is the white fog from outer space, this is the lost illusion, no, it doesn't look like that... How could there be such a thing... Ah!"

Not long after.

There was a smell of blood in the air.

It seems very far away, yet it seems so close.

This is someone's death.

The strength is not weak.

At least he has to be a True Dan. The weak ones dare not cross thousands of mountains and rivers to rush to this cave.

So far, there has been no sense of any Nascent Soul falling.

The normal Nascent Soul dies.

The Dharma image collapses, the origin returns to heaven and earth, and strange phenomena will emerge.

"Mr. Su..."

"What should we do?"

Hongyun asked again, already somewhat at a loss.

In this regard.

Su Chen released the colorful glazed jade elixir, and just like the battlefield outside the sky, wherever the elixir shone, the gray fog dissipated, and screams could be vaguely heard. Ghost shadows seemed to be burned and flew away quickly.

"What is this stuff?"

"Nascent Soul Magical Treasure!"

"No, why does it look a bit like a golden elixir..."

The ghost was still lurking in the black fog, peering in from afar, looking at each other, vaguely at a loss. Obviously, this strange scene made them feel something was wrong.

This is a little different from the plan.

Among the group of beings attracted by the cave, it was as if a powerful dragon had sneaked in from across the river. The power of the formation of the Lost Illusion was unable to suppress the opponent. It was simply horrifying. Could it be a Nascent Soul of the second or even third realm?

But at this level, shouldn't he be expelled from the Lost Illusion immediately?

"Let's go."

Su Chen held the golden elixir in his hand as if he was holding a lantern. Wherever he passed, the gray fog dissipated. Some ghosts wanted to forcibly swallow the light, but without exception, they were all forced back by the light, or turned into black ashes while screaming.

Su Chen pinched some black ash and activated the Soul Fusion and Recollection.

……

The master of the cave, those groups of demons from outside the domain, were making some kind of deal with the ghosts lost in the illusion, but they were too far away and he couldn't hear clearly what they were saying.

I just heard it vaguely.

"Catch more, the seal is about to loosen..."

……

no doubt.

The Lost Illusion had already gone out of control, merging with the extraterritorial evil demons in the cave.

The headquarters is more than riddled with holes.

It is no exaggeration to say that it has penetrated like a sieve.

At this point, Su Chen felt more and more that something was wrong with the Western Region. He was afraid that this place had long become the base camp of the evil demons from outside the region.

"Transformation into God..."

"In the Western Regions, are there really still gods?"

Su Chen's heart sank.

at this time.

The donkey demon pulled the cart forward, and wherever it passed, the ghosts retreated and the white mist disappeared.

One carriage after another appeared in their field of vision.

These carriages are nearby.

There were also Nascent Soul cultivators standing there, covered in wounds. It was obvious that they had just fought with the ghost fog in the gray fog, and even though they were Nascent Soul cultivators, they did not gain much benefit.

"Who is this person?"

"So strong!"

"It can actually affect the gray fog that makes the Lost Illusion…"

The rescued figures had strange expressions on their faces and looked at Su Chen with some disbelief, especially the colorful glazed jade elixir in Su Chen's hand, wondering what kind of treasure it was.

There were also people who tried to identify Su Chen's face and try to recognize his identity.

pity.

Su Chen had only been in the Western Regions for a few days, so he was not well-known and they did not know him. They just thought that the young man in front of them was some reclusive old monster in the Nascent Soul stage.

"My fellow Taoist, may I ask what treasure this is?"

"Thank you fellow Taoist for saving my life."

"I don't know if you can let me follow you..."

One by one, the Nascent Soul cultivators, some were in awe, some were grateful, and some were staring greedily at the colorful glazed jade elixir in Su Chen's palm, with different expressions on their faces.

In this regard.

Su Chen lowered the car curtain and ignored him.

Among these people, there are some Nascent Souls from large tribes in the Western Regions, but so what.

What does it have to do with him.

"So proud!"

A Yuanying snorted coldly, with an unhappy look on his face.

"If you could have his skills, break the gray fog that disorients you and make the hidden evil spirits retreat, you would also be so proud..."

Someone sneered.

Suddenly.

The Nascent Soul had an unpleasant expression on its face and remained silent.

that's it.

Su Chen's carriage was leading in the front, with three or five carriages following behind. Most of them had Nascent Souls in them. The weaker ones basically could not withstand encountering Su Chen and were killed by the evil spirits in the gray fog.

"Damn it."

"Let them go on like this."

"Just let them escape!"

"The underground cave is still waiting for the blood and souls of this batch of Nascent Soul elites to perform a blood sacrifice to pollute and destroy the seal..."

In the gray fog, the ghost became anxious.

then.

They seemed to have made some kind of decision.

"Please use the demon ancestor to pull them into a deeper lost illusion."

moment.

In the gray fog, a strong wind blew up and a pair of blood-red eyes slowly opened. All the Nascent Souls present looked uncontrollably towards those eyes.

“This is…” “The lost illusion suppressed by the headquarters, the black dragon!”

"hiss!"

"This is a ten thousand year old black dragon from the third realm..."

A Yuanying exclaimed.

It is rumored that the Lost Illusion is an array formation, but the carrier of the formation is a mist-like living creature called the Mirage Beast. Its body is so large that it can stretch for a hundred thousand miles, and it does not have too strong offensive power. Only a god can truly kill it.

Lost in Fantasy has three levels.

The third level, below the main altar, suppresses the unspeakable thousand-year-old demons from the Western Regions.

The second floor is probably right here in front of us.

Rumor has it that if you encounter a mirage in the sea of ​​sand, there is a chance that you will enter the second level of the Lost Illusion, but it is rare to hear of anyone being able to walk out of it alive.

next moment.

They found that the scene had changed. The fog disappeared, and in its place was a black land with no vitality at all. In the distance there was a desolate, uninhabited tribe.

This tribe was extremely large, covering a thousand miles, surrounded by a city wall that was a hundred feet high. In front of the only accessible city gate, there was an ancient monument with the inscription...

Xuanfeng tribe!

They actually came to the Xuanfeng tribe which was trapped in a cave.

Boom!
A drum beat sounded.

"This……"

"Is there a rare opportunity in the Xuanfeng tribe?"

Hongyun was stunned.

He clearly felt that some great opportunity was waiting for him in the Xuanfeng tribe.

but.

No one present dared to step into the Xuanfeng tribe, not even him.

because.

On the city wall, there were three twisted and painful skeletons, who were nailed to it by the magic weapons that they had cultivated with their lives. One was in the late Nascent Soul stage, one was in the middle stage, and one was in the initial stage.

“Is this really the Xuanfeng Tribe?”

"On the second level, how could there be a demon that can hunt down the third level celestial being? Shouldn't it be sealed on the third level of the Lost Illusion?"

Even though there were many Nascent Souls present, they were all confused and in a panic.

after all.

Among them, there is only one who has reached the second level of Hunxu.

The rest are all in the first realm.

This is true even in the most powerful Zhongdu. Most Nascent Souls are only at the first level. They have exhausted their potential in creating Dharma images and stop there. The further they go, the more difficult it becomes and they can no longer advance even half a step.

"What do fellow Taoists think?"

The only Nascent Soul Stage 2 expert present, a powerful Hunxu, had purple lightning gathering in his eyes. He rode a green ox and rushed towards Su Chen's carriage, asking slowly.

Obviously, in his eyes, Su Chen was definitely a cultivator of the same level.

"Not much."

"The real Xuanfeng tribe is probably still in the cave. The Xuanfeng tribe here is probably just a mirage, but the danger inside is real..."

Su Chen's eyes saw through the illusion, but after looking for a long time, he only saw this much.

Also.

He saw one more thing.

Perhaps, this is the opportunity and fate that allows the Drum of Fortune to strike that drum.

"in addition."

"I also saw a sword, which seemed to be a divine sword, glowing with spiritual light, in the projection of this mirage."

Su Chen is narrating.

At this moment, the originally noisy scene suddenly became silent.

All eyes were on Su Chen.

Even.

That powerful Soul Void being was also shining with lightning all over his body. He was extremely out of control and was extremely shocked.

"Sword of Transformation..."

"Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?"

This powerful Soul Void being is asking.

"fart!"

"This is the second level of the Lost Illusion. How could there be a Divine Transformation Relic here? Even in the outer battlefield, it is extremely difficult to find a Divine Transformation Relic."

"For thousands of years, we have heard about the chance of Nascent Soul and the chance of Divine Transformation..."

The scene became boiling. They questioned Su Chen and did not believe him at all, but they acted faster than each other.

boom!
Rays of light shine brightly.

They rushed towards the city one after another, and even fought in mid-air.

The relic of the God!

Even if it is not enough for them to achieve the Divine Transformation Stage, they will have no problem achieving the second stage or even the third stage with it.

When the spirit cannot be transformed.

The third stage of Nascent Soul, a powerful celestial being, is the true ruler of the Western Regions!
"Thank you for the reminder, fellow Daoist."

The only powerful Soul Void expert of the second realm also rode away on a green ox.

Moo!
The sound of cows mooing was heard.

moment.

Sand and rocks were flying, and black fog was everywhere.

This green bull had a ferocious look, bared fangs, and black hair all over its body. It was actually a powerful demon comparable to the second stage of the Nascent Soul Realm, Hunxu, and was not much weaker than his master.

"The head of the seven tribes, Elder Yin Lei."

"Oh shit."

"He's here too!"

Someone yelled angrily.

that's it.

They fought their way into the city.

"Mr. Su, aren't we going?"

Hong Yun was walking anxiously in the carriage, and was obviously very covetous of the Incarnation Relic. Although he was confident in his own good fortune, he did not believe that if he did nothing, the Incarnation Relic would fall on his head.

"Not urgent."

Su Chen sat firmly on the Diaoyutai and drank a sip of wine leisurely.

He didn't lie.

There are indeed relics of the gods.

But that relic of the God of Transformation is also part of this mirage. The real relic of the God of Transformation is in the real Xuanfeng tribe, and it is trapped in the cave.

This is just a projection!

If he guessed correctly, stepping into the mirage would teleport people directly to the Xuanfeng tribe in the cave, where there were powerful demons casting spells in secret. This was a powerful technique.

It can bring people from fantasy to reality.

perhaps.

In the Western Regions, the only one who possesses such powerful and terrifying skills comparable to those of divine powers is the mirage beast.

a long time.

It was extremely lonely here, with only Su Chen's carriage left.

The donkey monster was trembling, Hong Yun was running around in a panic, but Su Chen remained the same, with an indifferent expression, not anxious at all.

"Hahaha!"

"It's done."

"The Sword of Transformation is mine."

At the city gate, there was a Nascent Soul, holding an extraordinary dragon-shaped sword in its hand, laughing loudly, with wounds all over his body, eyes full of excitement, and about to escape to the outside world.

This is just a Nascent Soul at the first stage.

Su Chen could kill him if he drew his sword, but he did not move.

He is still waiting.

"Go away!"

"Leave the sword here."

Just as they were about to leave the tribal city, a Nascent Soul suddenly came chasing after them from behind.

"court death!"

"I think you are the one who is looking for death. Do you think you can get your hands on this sword?"

A fight of wits.

In the end, both figures fell and died.

That extraordinary dragon-shaped sword, shining with extraordinary divine light, was inserted into the ground at the city gate, as if luring Su Chen to step into the world of mirage.

"Mr. Su."

"The sword is right in front of us, we can start now."

Hongyun's breathing became heavy.

"Not urgent."

Su Chen suppressed the anxious Hong Yun and continued waiting.

a long time.

It was as if a long sigh was heard.

"How...how did you find out?"

(End of this chapter)