Not long after, the two had crossed the distance of several states and came to a Gobi. Throughout the process, Fang Xingjian did not hide the meaning of the clouds under his feet, letting this cloud of golden light fly over the heads of countless people.

For a time, the land of several counties in Middle-earth, I don’t know how many legends about the gods fly.

Out of the plug, after coming to the Gobi, Fang Xingjian went all the way according to the guidance of Fudaoxian, and finally came over a mountain range.

The mountain range looked dark, as if a black dragon was on the ground, giving a feeling of embarrassment and ferocity.

This is the secluded mountain of the illusion of the altar, and the land centered on the mountains, the land of thousands of miles, and the dozens of tribes on the land are all under the control of the illusion.

Almost when Golden Xiangyun had just arrived over the mountains, someone found the anomaly in the sky, because Fang Xingjian had no intention of covering it at all, so that Xiangyun unscrupulously radiated golden light. A piece of manor on the top of the mountain falls, and that is the grand altar of the illusion.

Just after Fang Xingjian had just landed in a training martial arts field, there were already countless black shadows. It was a warrior who was wearing a black practice uniform, strong body and powerful.

As you can see, there are thousands of masters in the innate realm, and there are dozens of warriors in the earth, and they are obviously the elite of the illusion.

But even if it is an illusion, at the moment, looking at Fang Xingjian's eyes is still amazed, no one dares to rush, it is really too ridiculous that Fang Xingjian has just driven the scene.

However, a singular elder soon recognized the paying singer beside Fang Xingjian. The brow wrinkled and said: "Fairy, what is going on here? Who is this person next to you? Why take him? Come to the altar?"

Fu Daxian said in a hurry: "Elder Li, this is the Highness of the Son today. This time I came to Youshan, and I have something to do with the Master."

Li’s gaze was slightly condensed, and Fang Xingjian swept his head from head to toe. There seemed to be countless intrigues in the depths of his eyes.

He naturally knows about the emperor of the Great Jin Dynasty. Before the illusion, he wanted to treat each other as a scorpion. He made the princes, Li Daitao, and controlled the righteousness, and used the Jingjing as the starting point to revive the magic door.

When I heard the answer to the answer, there were countless thoughts flashing in his mind, and I almost couldn’t wait to order the capture of this emperor.

However, at the thought of the means that the other party had just come from, and the strange attitude of paying the Tao, he temporarily resisted the idea.

At this time, Fu Daoxian was speaking to him with sincerity: "Elders, this person has already been proved to be in a dilemma, and he is pleased to come forward to deal with it."

Li Chang's face changed, respectfully nodded and said: "Since it is the squatting, please wait a moment, I will go to the door."

After talking, the head did not go back, leaving many disciples staring at Fang Xingjian and Fu Daxian, seems to be preventing the two from escaping.

After more than ten minutes, Elder Li hurried back to the practice field: "The head will arrive immediately, please wait a moment."

Fang Xingjian nodded and held his hand and did not speak.

In the next moment, a gas field suddenly invaded from a distance, and the whole mountain was covered in a blink of an eye. Such an amazing range showed the deep internal strength of the other side.

And all the disciples in the gas field feel a heavy pressure on their hearts, especially the evil and cruel atmosphere contained in the gas field, which almost makes their spirits live. There is no heart of rebellion.

That feeling, like a beast is slowly licking their neck with their tongues, sharp teeth pierce their trachea anytime, anywhere.

It is like a person facing the coming tsunami, watching the waves hundreds of meters high close to themselves, the huge fears oppress the nerves, so that their bodies can not move at once.

And this gas field brings not only the mental oppression, but also the oppression above the infuriating.

All the warriors who were enveloped by the gas field felt that their infuriating power had lost control. The infuriating in the body or in the body was like a rabbit in the beast, and it was retracted into Dantian, regardless of them. How to move can not move.

"The gas field in the realm of Tianzhu."

"It’s the head."

Elder Li also felt that the infuriating body of the body contracted back into Dantian without control, and the color of the flash flashed through his eyes.

"The gas field is suppressed, it is a magical rotation!"

Hearing the elders of Li, the faces of many singular disciples on the scene showed excitement, and it seemed that something had happened.

Fang Xingjian frowned slightly and asked Xiang Fuxian to say: "What is the magical rotation?"

Fu Daoxian was also a little excited. Seeing Fang Xingjian’s cold eyes didn’t seem so fearful. She only listened to her: “The magical rotation is the highest stunt of my illusion. Only four heads of cultivation have succeeded in the past. The master is the fifth person.

This school has a rotation and life and death. It is the most instinct of the world, and it is the best way to change everything.

In the gas field of the magical devil, the weak can not be self-sufficient, even if the top master is in danger of escaping from the power, any attack on the palms, legs, and swords will be removed from the ninety-nine. power……"

Just when Fu Daoxian introduced Fang Xingjian to the origins of the magical rotation, a woman wearing a black gau has already arrived in the square. She appeared so suddenly on the training martial arts field. No one of the many disciples could be spotted. How did she come to her?

The woman's expression is cold, and it seems that there is always black gas running back and forth on the face, which makes it difficult for some people to see her face.

At this moment, the gas field covering the entire training field was radiated from her body, but more specifically, she was like a demon-like temperament, just like she was not a human being, but a demon ran out of hell.

Seeing the appearance of a woman, Elder Li immediately asked excitedly: "Hey, have you practiced a magical turn?"

"Yes, this retreat has occasional income, and finally became the highest school in my door." During the speech, a cold gaze has gathered on Fang Xingjian's body, and the smoldering gas field is like a tidal wave. The disciple of the demon immediately felt that his infuriating ability could be used.

"You are Fang Xuan?" The woman looked at Fang Xingjian and said coldly.

On the other side, Fu Daoxian added: "Master, this is the son of today, and after he has a predecessor, there is another master in the royal family."

“The sky is awkward?” The woman’s brow wrinkled and seemed to be inducing something.

But the next moment she smiled coldly and dismissed: "He didn't go to heaven."

When she said this, she suddenly lost her audience.