"Why? My king...I am...hong..." Hongye spoke hard, his eyes full of disbelief.

"I have already said that this kind of trick is useless to me. I saw a more powerful illusion array than you two years ago." Xu Yi said lightly.

The red leaves turn into green smoke and dissipate.

What followed was an old man wearing a black robe and holding a skeleton scepter.

"Meet the King of Southern." The old man bowed slightly and looked at Xu Yi with a smile.

"Come on the name."

"If there is an unknown young man, you won't have to worry about the King of Southern. I just want to ask King of Southern. I have already used the most essential illusion just now, and it is no different from a real person. How could the King of Southern be so decisive?"

"The nameless young man is not worthy of my answer." Xu Yi said indifferently.

The old man was stunned, then smiled and shook his head: "The King of Southern is extraordinary and is indeed not comparable to ordinary people. My real name has long been forgotten. He is known as the trick. I have seen the King of Southern again."

A trick?

Xu Yi frowned slightly, searched carefully in his mind, and then suddenly realized: "You are Huang Benchu? He cheated for decades with unpredictable illusion, and claimed to be a real person in Benchu. Later, he was exposed and scammed, sentenced to ten years in prison, and changed his appearance and claimed to be a real person in Guizhi... He disappeared for twenty years. Now you should be 84 years old, right? He thought you were old and not dead, but he was indeed a thief."

"you……"

The trick was shocked.

He didn't expect Xu Yi to know his information so clearly.

And when he was shocked, a little cold light came in an instant.

Puff!

The trick disappeared without a trace.

"I clearly feel that it is real, but it is still illusory. I admire you a little now."

Xu Yi stood with a gun, looking calm, as if he was not the one who had just launched a sneak attack.

The smoke surged, and the trick reappeared. He shook his head and sighed: "I heard that Xu Mutian was young and even if he made great contributions, he was not qualified to be a king. Now it seems that most people in the world underestimated the Southern King."

"Didn't I underestimate you too? Since I have appeared, let's talk. The archer of the Tai A tribe in the secret may also call out to talk together. Or, there are other people, come together, and I can catch some ghosts and monsters." Xu Yi said.

Ji Shi shook his head: "The King of Southern is so brave, but there is really no one except me and the Tai A tribe."

"So you are in the light and he is in the dark. Just waiting for me to be in a daze, then suddenly an arrow heads straight to the vital point?"

Xu Yi smiled and said, "Whoever gives you the courage, will dare to kill me."

"I admire the Southern King's wisdom and strategy, but I am afraid that what I said next is not trembling."

"Oh? Let's hear it."

The eyes of Guizhi became cold: "Does Nanwang know what is the difference between Shura Mountain?"

"Ancient battlefield, a place where human evil gathers."

"That's right, but apart from that, there are some unusual things that the King of Southern did not discover?"

"oh?"

"Sorry, I forgot that the Southern King does not practice formations and does not understand the general trend of mountains and rivers."

Gui Shu said with a smile: "The reason why Shura Mountain is a place that must be fought for by military strategists is not only because it is easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also because the foot of Shura Mountain is where the southern dragon veins are located."

"Dragon Vein!"

Xu Yi's eyes froze.

clang!

The sound of gold and iron came out, and Xu Yi took back the Mutian spear.

Two broken green fluorescent arrows fell to the ground.

Outside the formation, the Poison Vulture shook his head and sighed: "The sixth-grade master can already come later and arrive first, so it is not easy to kill him."

"Then let me poison him and waste time. When another master-level powerhouse in southern Xinjiang arrives, the situation will be bad."

The poisonous vulture hesitated and struggled for a long time, and nodded helplessly: "Okay."

Immediately, the trick took a few steps back.

The poisonous vulture hurriedly retreated.

The trick took out a porcelain bottle from the sleeve, threw it out gently, and waved it again, and a silver needle stabbed it out.

Click.

The porcelain bottle shattered, and strands of scarlet and blood-red liquid actually floated in the air.

After a moment, the liquid quietly turned into red mist and gradually spread.

Xu Yi didn't know about these in the formation. The tricks in front of him were still continuing to say: "The evil spirits of Shura Mountain are filled with the sky but do not disperse because someone has secretly set up the formation."

"Pastoral villages, sculptures, bamboo forests, woods, winding paths, everything is a formation." Xu Yi said.

The trick was shocked again.

puff!

The next second, he was poked apart.

But soon, the tricks condensed again and said with a smile: "King Nan, why do you have to do useless things? I am not in the formation. If you kill me thousands of times, I will still not die."

“It makes sense.”

Xu Yi simply sat cross-legged, with the Mutian Gun in his hand crossed his legs, and waved his hand in a resting posture: "You continue talking, I listen, wait and be shocked."

Gui Shu smiled and said, "It is true that as the Southern King guessed, everything on Shura Mountain is a formation, but the villagers in it don't know."

"I talk a little nonsense. I don't feel shocked, but I feel bored." Xu Yi yawned.

Outside the formation, the trick was so pursed that he saw the old voice sounded: "This Xu Mutian is indeed a dragon and phoenix among people. Shen Zhuo was probably the same as before?"

"The hypocritical old guy, do you still admire him if you want to kill him?" Poison Vulture curled his lips.

The trick said seriously: "I don't care about good and evil in this life, but I admire these capable people very much. The world has a hero, and the mountains and rivers will last forever."

The Poison Eagle's eyes sank: "If you let my emperor hear your words, you will die immediately."

"I have lived too long, I am in my 80s, and I will not lose if I die."

"Hmph!, do you kill me?"

"Kill, isn't this waiting for the poisonous fog to work?"

In the formation, the phantom of the trick asked: "King Nan, you haven't answered my question yet, why do you kill your subordinates so decisively?"

Xu Yi curled his lips: "You have observed the people around me carefully enough, but you have ignored the hearts of people. Hongye can never say such things as death together. Even in a desperate situation, she will fight for thousands of deaths. For the rest of my life, do you just think Hongye is willing to die with me? It's a big mistake!"

The trick bowed and bent down: "I have been taught."

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up and talk about the dragon vein, otherwise I will die of poisoning." Xu Yi waved.

The spooky pupils shrank sharply, and he was shocked: "Do you know?"

puff!

The Mutian gun was handed out, and the trick was penetrated again.

The figure of the trick condensed for the fourth time, and his face was unhappy: "King Nan, don't let me underestimate you."

"Sorry, my hand slipped."

Xu Yi smiled and said, "Continue to say that before the king died of poison, I hope I can hear the key points."

"Hmph, has the King of Southern heard of the Blood Evil Dragon Stripping Formation?" asked the trick.

Xu Yi shook his head.

"Shura Mountain is the head of the southern dragon vein, which is the position of the dragon head. After a thousand years of war, countless resentment and anger are accumulated. The blood evil energy and the blood sea of ​​corpse mountains and blood have accumulated, which has already caused the dragon vein to be infected. However, the dragon vein has a spirit and can gradually clear the blood evil energy. The blood evil traps the dragon formation, which uses the power of the blood evil energy to trap the dragon vein and make the dragon vein unable to clear itself. Then, the blood of the king drops into the heart of the formation, and the blood evil traps the dragon formation. In an instant, the southern dragon will become a bad vein. At that time, the disasters in the south will continue, and the Jing and the three states will be in trouble. The Zhuque Fire in the capital is extinguished, the golden dragon will not bless, the heavenly dragon will be in turmoil, the destiny will be shifted, the emperor will not be the emperor, and the king will die!"
Chapter completed!