Chapter 61 The Hall of Immortion

The "Immortal Hall" stood among a desolate continuous mountain range. Originally, there were not many human activities there. Later, after it was rumored that someone found rare treasures in it, it attracted countless treasure hunters to flock to it. For a while, various forces fought continuously, and the bones were everywhere. However, with the mysterious disappearance of some adventurers in the hall, it scared off many monks who wanted to get a piece of the pie for a while. Because there are no special restrictions in this place, you will often meet other monks at ordinary times. It is likely that you will be taken advantage of by the enemy when you are relaxed, trying to make wedding clothes. .

So there is a saying circulating outside: If you are born into the hall of immortality, death is also called in vain! This means that even if you are dead in the Old Hall, you will become the kind of unconscious soul body under the action of special forces, only attacking instinct, so the death and rebirth of the soul body in the Old Hall are roughly maintained in a delicate balance, in which life and death are replaced every day.

There are no rules in this desolate mountain range. If it hadn't been for West Asia's reminder from time to time, it would probably have been lost, and it would have often met some three or five groups of teams in the mountains, and they would not deliberately hide their breath, but just avoided far away.

Gradually, during the march of the two, fewer people around them became, and the thin fog in the air began to spread, with a little hazy beauty, and the faint energy overflowed from the body to isolate the fog.

Looking at a huge palace group standing in the distance that seemed to exist since ancient times, Mu Feng muttered, "This should be the "Old Palace"."

There is no accurate entrance in this huge palace group, because you can enter the hall from any direction, without the soul body floating around as imagined. On the contrary, it seems a little quiet here, as if time is infinitely slowed down here, and the two people choose a relatively spacious stone step in.

"Hu..." As soon as he entered the hall, a faint soul body floated around the two people from time to time, but this soul body with only a head will not actively attack people, probably curious about strangers who broke into their territory.

There seem to be a lot of passages here. I casually found one of them and walked in. I didn't meet anyone along the way, but it seems that there are no complete souls in my memory, which saves a lot of trouble. It's really troublesome to find an entrance.

"Be careful, it's time to start." West Asia said in a low voice. Just as West Asia reminded, Mu Feng clearly felt that this space was changing at the same time. The channel that had originally entered disappeared out of thin air and was reconnected on the other side, and many strong breaths suddenly appeared in Mu Feng's perception.

"What's going on?" Mu Feng was puzzled. Why did the enemy's breath, which had not been felt at all, suddenly appear at this time and finally began?

"If I remember correctly, the original channels should have been rearranged, and this time the channels connected to the monks should be forcibly connected together." Looking at the surrounding scene, West Asia gave the most realistic guess.

"Is it going to start again?" Mu Feng is a little excited, so let me find a breakthrough here.

The breath of the opponent is very chaotic. There are several breaths in different directions. Looking at each other, the two run towards three figures with different strengths and weaknesses. Although there are two people with the fewest people not far from the right of the two, the opponent's breath is not weak. They choose the most The right way is for your opponent. Several different breaths seem to have sensed their opponents at this time, attacking different targets. Joking, do you want to live in peace here? That's impossible. The battle must be accompanied by blood, and the bones will become a stepping stone for the successful advancement of the strong.

The other party is three people: one woman and two men. The woman should be a famous fire magician, the other is a one-eyed strong man with a big knife on his back, and the last one can't tell his specific ability at first glance, but in terms of breath, the three people are his strongest, the sixth-level primary strength.

The melee warrior with teleportation skills is definitely the nightmare of the long-range mage. The golden energy condensed on the surface of the fist and bombarded the flame magician. "Ka..." Even with the fifth-order defense shield, it can't withstand the domineering golden energy impact of Mufeng, but slightly slowed down, and the golden hand The shield steadily hit the woman's back, and there was no room for resistance. The woman was directly thrown away and fell to the ground unconscious. Next." He shouted softly, and the body of Mu Feng appeared ghostly behind the man with the knife. Is there even a little space shock? The man just wanted to look back, but he saw a fist with golden light magnified in his pupils. With a bang, the man was blown away. Even though he had a strong physique, he also spit several mouthfuls of blood. , barely supported there with one hand. Goodbye!" With a knife on his neck, the man fell straight down. Looking up at West Asia, in the face of the sixth-order junior opponent, West Asia did not fall behind at all, but the man's breath was very strange. West Asia's many attacks were avoided by the other side, but it seemed that West Asia had saved most of its strength at the beginning, and the man only felt that the opponent in front of him suddenly changed to another model. The purple eyes glowed strangely, "Ah..." Unexpectedly, the man was instantly burned clean by the purple fire.

I just felt that two breaths rushed towards Mu Feng. The space was distorted again, and the space where Mu Feng was located was linked to another place.

As soon as he appeared, several virtual shadows lingering in the sky rushed towards Mu Feng. This is a dead soul. Be careful." Seeing the dead souls who attacked her, West Asia whispered to Mu Feng. There was no time to ask what the dead soul was. The golden hand was in the void, grabbing the virtual shadows hanging in the air. Quietly, the golden big hand passed through the shadow. Although there was no substantial harm, it was scattered, but West Asia on one side was different. The purple eyes flashed. Those shadows were like little ghosts seeing the king of hell and fled to Mufeng. If it was later, it would not be burned to ashes.

silently sensing the stone blade immersed in his body. Under the call of spiritual power, the stone blade floated in front of the wind, "It's your turn to appear." With a big shout, the golden light burst into a dazzling light through the stone blade, and a vicissitudes of life spread here. I wanted to take advantage of Mu Feng, but I didn't expect that the sudden appearance of the stone blade made them feel palpitations. It really printed the old saying: the attacking soldiers are in a dilemma.

"Sneer..." The golden light cut towards the dead soul floating in the void, and was scratched by the golden light of the mixed stone blade breath, and the virtual shadows turned into dust all over the sky and dissipated in the air. At this time, those dead souls obviously felt the horror of what was in Mu Feng's hand, and they also stopped motionless, for fear that they would accidentally do it for these two fierce gods.

Without falling into the well, what Mufeng urgently wanted to know at this time was the entrance to the virtual fantasy. There was no time to waste here. Seeing that the space around him had not changed, Mufeng walked straight forward. Unexpectedly, a small red firelight slipped under Mu Feng's eyes, and the two of them had not noticed it at all. Those dead spirits that had just floated in the air were attracted by the small firelight and slowly began to accumulate and become more than three meters high.

"Hmm?" Feeling the changes behind him, the cool breeze looked back at the same time. Silk..." The two took a breath at the same time. What is such a huge existence?

Bat, bat, just listened to the huge virtual shadow say, "What a good host, after waiting for so long, I finally waited for the body that matched my heart, and there were still two pairs at the same time. God really treats me well!" After saying that, Xu Ying took the lead in passing towards Mu Feng.

Move away, and the virtual shadow's attack fell into vain and was not in a hurry to attack. "Is there actually something that can speak here?" Mu Feng is happy, so he should know how to go down. Although the dead soul has climbed to the seventh level of the hidden soul level, there are two people on Mu Feng's side, so they are not worried.

"Do you know the entrance to the fantasy?" Mu Feng shouted at the huge figure suspended in the air.

"Of course, as long as any of you let me into his body, I will tell you where the entrance is?" Bada, the shining fire on the forehead of the virtual shadow flashed, and I don't know where the sound came from.

Mu Feng said to West Asia: "Forcing the palace!" West Asia met and pounced on the virtual shadow. The virtual shadow seemed to also feel that the atmosphere was wrong. At this moment, with a sharp roar, she saw a circle of strong soul fluctuations from the virtual shadow. Affected by this fluctuation, the movements of the two slowed down at the same time.

The golden light filled the stone blade again, and Mu Feng waved his knife and cut towards the virtual shadow. The goal was so obvious. Let's see how you dodge. The golden light successfully cut open a magic hand of the virtual shadow, but in an instant, another one grew again, but the overall circumference of the virtual shadow lost a circle.

"So that's it..." Under the continuous attacks, the virtual shadow is getting smaller, especially under the burning of the purple fire in West Asia. The idea of controlling the virtual shadow is obviously panicked. If you don't withdraw in advance, it may be burned out directly.

In the end, only a firelight kept fleeing in the void, "Have you left?" He teleported directly and grabbed the fire that wanted to escape from the scene.

"Jiqi..." The firelight could make such a sound, and then a spiritual idea came into the wind's mind: "Let go, the entrance to the virtual fantasy is, you robbers."

Although it was not very clear what the last sentence of the firelight meant, Mu Feng also nodded with satisfaction and let go of his hands. He was not afraid that the firelight would take the opportunity to slip away. The firelight kept drifting forward like this.