The man from Gui Teng coughed twice and explained: "You can't see it now. Every time a poisonous insect or a scorpion appears, the soul-borne pillar above will show signs, and there is something to do with them."

"Look at me!"

At this moment, Yan Lie suddenly exclaimed softly.

Everyone quickly looked up and saw that the beams on the roof had indeed changed, revealing a black luster.

But then, the hall suddenly began to fill the hall, and soon all around was flooded.

"What's going on?"

"What the hell..."

"Be careful, everyone."

As everyone's figures were flooded one after another, the sounds coming from around them became smaller and smaller.

Chen Luo's mind suddenly tensed up, his spiritual sense relaxed, and he went to explore around him.

As a result, he was surprised to find that the aura and soul fluctuations of other people around him could not be sensed, and it seemed that he was the only one left in the entire hall.

"Fellow Daoist in Wanshui"

"Fellow Daoist Yan Lie"

"Taoxiang Daoist"

...

Chen Luo shouted their names one by one, but there was no response...

"What's going on?" Chen Luo couldn't figure out what was going on for a moment.

But he was not panicked. After all, the space in the hall was limited. As long as he was still in the middle and carefully exploring, he could always find out where others were.

With a thought, he controlled the ghost vine to activate the magic. His palms stumbled into the void. The fingertips of his five fingers began to extend rapidly, and soon turned into five black and green vines and fell to the ground.

After landing, the five vines began to grow and extend like living creatures, spreading in five different directions. Each vine also began to divide branches and continued to expand in more directions.

After a while, the ghost vine was already covered with ghost vine.

But as the scope of the ghost vine extends wider and wider, the sinking heart becomes more and more heavy.

Judging from the length of the ghost vine extending at present, the range should have exceeded the area of ​​the hall, but he didn't even touch a single figure.

"It shouldn't be like this, could it be that I'm trapped in an illusion?" Chen Luo suddenly woke up.

As soon as he thought of this, he implanted the soul splitting into the ghost vine body and wanted to activate the Buzhou God-Suppressing Technique to try to break the illusion. However, as soon as he tried, a violent and sharp pain directly stimulated his soul splitting.

"It hurts so much..."

Chen Luo felt that his soul was about to be torn apart, and immediately stopped.

"It's true that there's something wrong." Although the severe pain forced him to stop, it indirectly confirmed his conjecture.

After a while of silence, he had a solution to crack it, but he was still a little hesitant.

"Forget it, I think everyone else is trapped in the illusion at this moment, and no one will notice it." Soon, he made a decision.

The next moment, this soul-sharing thought gradually disappeared, and with the power of the soul traction, it returned to the sinking body.

However, the moment before his return, he had already cast a spell to open the exit of Xiaoyao Mirror.

In the Xiaoyao Mirror, he fell and took a step forward and came to the hall.

The moment he entered the hall, Chen Luo saw a scene that surprised him. He saw that the sky in the hall was clear and there was no smoke, and the Wanshui Zhenren and others were standing intact.

But above their heads, without exception, were covered with a white oil-paper umbrella.

In this white oil paper umbrella, there were waves of strong spiritual power fluctuations emitted, directly impacting everyone's sea of ​​consciousness.

The people standing under the umbrella were obviously unable to get rid of the control of the oil paper umbrella, and they swayed like walking corpses, swaying back and forth.

Seeing this, Chen Luo was about to move, but suddenly a severe pain came from the sea of ​​consciousness, which made him almost unsteady and staggered and almost fell down.

A strong wave of spiritual power directly penetrated the sky spirit cap and invaded his sea of ​​consciousness.

Chen Luo's eyes were blurred, his vision began to blur, and he seemed to see white mist rising from everywhere.

"break!"

With a loud shout, the Buzhou magic method immediately showed its divine power.

The spiritual power that forced into his sea of ​​consciousness was immediately shrunk by the Buzhou God-Suppressing Technique.

Once Chen Luo's spiritual consciousness woke up, he immediately looked up and saw that a white oil paper umbrella appeared above his head.

He couldn't help but be shocked.

With the strong power of the sunken soul and the long-awaited warning, I still couldn't find out how this white umbrella appeared.

It's no wonder that everyone else will be hit without knowing it.

Chen Luo raised his hand and waved it suddenly, and a pure Yang flying sword immediately burst out, instantly piercing through the white oil paper umbrella.

"ah……"

Surprisingly, a shrill scream came from the white umbrella.

Before the sinking was shocked, clouds of black light flashed around him, and black umbrellas appeared out of thin air, hanging slowly towards the sinking.

"Hula"

A sharp wind sounded, and all the black umbrellas began to rotate at an extremely fast speed, hitting towards the sinking.

Due to the high-speed and violent rotation, powerful wind blades were drawn in the void, attacking from different angles.

Seeing this, Chen Luo immediately took out the Xuanhuang Qi stick and began to wield it quickly.

The wind blades in the sky kept rolling towards him, becoming increasingly dense.

Shen Luo was not willing to be outdone, and the splashing sticks were used to the extreme. Countless stick shadows were like indestructible walls, protecting him firmly inside.

The "boom boom" collision sounds were heard all around, and the wind blades were constantly blown by the shadow of the stick.

Chen Luo found that the power of these black umbrellas was not too strong. He seized an opportunity and rushed through the center of the three black umbrellas without any hesitation and jumped out of the encirclement.

He used a stick as a gun, turned around and shot through a black umbrella.

Immediately afterwards, the stick body shook, hundreds of stick shadows stirred out, instantly tearing the black umbrella to pieces.

Then, Chen Luo raised his hand and waved his hand. Several pure Yang flying swords in his sleeves came out together, and each of them lit up red flames on their bodies, and they quickly shuttled and cut them freely in the black umbrella.

The black umbrella was very afraid of the Chunyang Flying Sword and avoided it one after another.

But as the seven flying swords were divided into three, hundreds of red fire sword lights burst out from their bodies, the black umbrella had no power to avoid them, and in a short while, they were all pierced by the sword light.

In an instant, the black umbrellas hanging in the entire hall turned into balls of fire floating in the air, and were soon burned to ashes.

Without the obstacles of the black umbrella, the white umbrellas were even less powerful. Apart from the ones that covered Tao Xiang and the others' heads, they were all washed away and cleaned up.
Chapter completed!