The swamp was pulling itself with a very thick, huge suction.

This feeling is very real.

It was even true that Chu Yan could smell the stench when the mud and water bubbles burst.

"This environment is very realistic." Chu Yan sighed.

He didn't believe that Uncle Qin had the ability to move around in an instant.

That old man, without such a high level, naturally would not have such ability!

In this world, there are indeed some techniques that can make monks look lower than the real state.

Chu Yan had learned from Zeng Bi before to hide his real state.

The realm can be false, but the monk's flesh cannot be faked.

Chu Yan is much more sensitive to blood than ordinary monks.

Earlier, when I saw this uncle Qin for the first time, Chu Yan felt that his blood was almost exhausted.

It's like a stream. The current flowing in this fashion is not wide enough for the little finger's head, and it may break at any time.

This shows that the life of Uncle Qin is getting worse today.

If you are an ordinary person, you should be lying in bed at this time, with less air intake and more air, you may not be able to survive tonight, you are going to die.

As far as monks are concerned, this kind of flesh has at most about ten days left in life.

In such a short-lived situation, he still uses his magic power to move himself into the swamp?

Are you kidding me that you didn't die fast enough?

Therefore, Chu Yan judged that he should still be in the same place now, and whether it was the swamp or the blood moon above his head, as long as he saw it, it was false.

And Chu Yan didn't feel the traces of matrix formation fluctuation here, then there is only one possibility: this uncle Qin, he can create a fantasy.

The problem is probably due to a glance at his missing front teeth.

I have only heard of it in the past. Looking at the monk's eyes, he may be caught without knowing the ghost.

But who would have thought that someone would hide their tricks in their shrinking gums.

Uh, disgusting.

Soon after Chu Yan's voice fell, he heard a bang from his head.

Looking up, I immediately saw that the blood-red moon turned into the face of Uncle Qin.

At this moment, because of the enlargement, the wrinkles and old spots on the old face became clearer.

Even Chu Yan could see the yellow dirt on his teeth.

Disgusting to the scalp.

"You don't seem to panic at all." It turned into the head of the moon, one mouth at a time, making the voice of Uncle Qin.

"It's just a fantasy, it's all fake, and there's nothing to panic about." Chu Yan said lightly.

Since he set foot on the fairy road, he has not seen many magic arrays, and he is also a good hand to arrange magic arrays.

See more, eat more, and naturally nothing to be surprised about.

"Yeah, the illusion is false." Uncle Qin sighed and sneered: "But it feels true!"

With a bang, Chu Yan's body was pulled down a lot.

Suddenly, Chu Yan was swallowed all below the waist.

More importantly, his body is still unable to move at this moment, just like a ghost press, he has a sense of the outside world and can even speak, but his body is uncontrolled.

This feels uncomfortable.

"Compared to this feeling, in fact, I want to know more about how you started this illusion. To be honest, I didn't notice it at all." Chu Yan was still not panicking at this moment, looking up at the moon in the sky.

But just a moment later, he lowered his head again.

Too ugly to watch.

"Do you think I'm using a magic array?" Uncle Qin laughed openly, his voice full of jokes.

"Diyuan Realm is Diyuan Realm. It really doesn't understand anything, hahahahaha!"

"Your realm-" Chu Yan narrowed his eyes when he heard the words of the other party.

He suddenly remembered that when Zhang Bo introduced this uncle Qin before, he said that when the other party was carrying goods for the sunset door, he was attacked by monsters and was seriously injured, thus falling from the realm.

Contact the other party's tone at the moment.

The answer is ready.

"Hey, it seems you already know." Uncle Qin opened his mouth more grinly. "I was ten days ago!"

Heaven mood!

Chu Yan's mind suddenly flashed a white light.

This white light instantly dispelled the haze of confusion that had enveloped him before.

"You don't believe in Qin, you are wearing a water master Cheng Haonan!" Chu Yan's eyes flashed brilliantly.

There was always a mess of information before, and at this moment, it seemed that he found the thread.

"Hey, wear a water teacher, hey, that's really what I used to be." Uncle Qin, to be precise, was Cheng Haonan, and now he laughed wildly.

"So it is." Chu Yan nodded.

Before he came here, Kong Xian told Chu Yan the information about the sunset gate.

So Chu Yan knew that more than ten years ago, the sunset gate had six heavenly states of mind.

Later, one of them, Cheng Haonan, went down about ten years ago, so he became the current five.

At that time, Cheng Haonan was another deputy head of the sunset gate!

At this moment, in the eyes of Chu Yan, what happened ten years ago seems to be repeating itself.

Chief Cui Derong found Cheng Haonan, recovering from serious injuries.

In the plan they completed, a trustworthy person was required to come here to guard the mine and watch the changes happening here every moment.

Cheng Haonan needs the benefits from this plan to restore strength and prolong life.

So he pretended to fall, then changed his appearance, and transformed into Uncle Qin, the porter, pretending to be the gatekeeper dedicated to the sunset gate.

"Crossing the water master Cheng Haonan, he is good at illusion." Chu Yan also knew how he was doing this.

Not matrix formation, but illusion.

Illusion formations are just one type of formations, but illusions are already in the category of magic and even supernatural powers.

Looking at Chu Yan's sudden realization, Cheng Haonan grinned: "It seems that you already want to understand a lot of things. In this case, I can tell you a little more so that you can see farther at the last moment of Xianlu. thing."

The words fell, Chu Yan's body sank again.

Below the chest, all were swallowed by the swamp.

Mud like a steel plate, squeezing Chu Yan.

Chu Yan felt at this moment that his chest was getting stuffy. Although he knew in his heart that it was all fake, the feeling was so real and so clear that he felt that his breathing was becoming more and more difficult. .

"How can a monk in the Diyuan Realm compare with the state of mind.

It's a pity that you have no chance to be promoted to heaven. Otherwise, at the moment of promotion, you will find that this is the true meaning of Xiuxian!

When you reach the state of mind, you will know that now you are just sitting on the sky watching the sky!

In the eyes of Tianxinjing, the monk ’s way of fighting for the monk is the mean man in the village. All he knows is reckless, yes, he will be reckless.

But the battle that Tianxinjing can learn and master is like a starry sky.

Before that, I'm afraid I never imagined what kind of fighting style is illusion.

Illusion is a range that can only be cultivated if it belongs to the state of mind. "

——Content comes from [Migu Reading]