Chapter 639: Fantasy

As soon as he stepped into the thick fog of blood, a pungent suffocation came from the face, and the temperature around it also dropped sharply. Although there was no blizzard, it was like walking in a hail. Luo Yang’s cultivation is also able to detect the biting cold.
"The scope of this fog is about five thousand feet. Although it is impossible to fly in the air, it is only a half-tea time to go through this fog. But now."..."
All the way silently toward the depths of the blood fog, Luo Yang's brow slightly wrinkled together, the heart of a feeling of uneasiness.
After they stepped into the fog, they walked forward for a moment, and this fog was like no end, and it took more than a minute to walk out of it. Signs.
What is even more strange is that in this thick fog, there is no silence in the darkness. It is said that there is no other sound, even the footsteps of Luoyang’s people, there is no sound at all, as if it is between heaven and earth. Is a dead place!
"If it is not the time here, it is different from the outside world, then there is only one possibility left... I have fallen into the illusion!"
After the twin eyes flashed, Luo Yang’s eyes passed a doubtful color. Although his cultivation was only Yuan Yuanjing, it was enough to fight with the half-walking monks, even if it was a powerful fantasy. He will not let him fall into the trap without any notice.
While thinking in Luo Yang's mind, Qin Xuan, who had been walking silently in front, suddenly trembled and slowly stopped.
It was noticed that Qin Xuan stopped, and Luo Yang’s brow wrinkled. When he looked at his eyes, his eyes suddenly shrank.
I saw that Qin Xuan’s body trembled more and more fiercely, and his feet seemed to want to move forward, but like being suppressed by an invisible mountain, he couldn’t lift it at all, and he could only tremble in the same place.
What makes Luo Yang’s heartbeat is that Qin Xuan’s body is shaking, his head is constantly shaking, as if he is being held tightly by an invisible hand, wanting him to look back.
"Qin Daoyou!"
Luo Yang’s mouth suddenly sighed low, and the sound was like a thunder. He suddenly blew in the dead fog of the blood, and when he echoed in Qin Xuan’s ear, his body suddenly shocked, and then he calmed down.
"Thank you..."
A weak voice came from the front, and when the sound fell, Qin Xuan continued to walk forward, as if everything had just disappeared.
Looking at Qin Xuan's recovery as usual, Luo Yang's heart is not only not loose, but more intense.
Although he just opened his mouth and awoke Qin Xuan from the illusion, it also proved that he was not in a illusion.
"Since it will not be affected by the illusion, is it true that the time lapse of this place is different from the outside world?"
Luo Yang was sinking, suddenly his heart trembled, as if he was staring at a pair of horrible eyes, the body's cold hair picked up.
"It seems that this is ready to rush to me..." Feeling that the road seemed to have no eyes, Luo Yang thought of the monster that the boy said, his heart glimpsed.
Although he once walked through a illusion in the inheritance of Qingyun Shangxian, compared with the illusion, this fog is even more horrible, even if he can not relax his vigilance.
At the moment, when he was alert, Luo Yang’s footsteps kept going, and he was still behind the Qin Xuan, walking towards the depths of the dense fog.
But when Royan’s foot was taken, the whole scene between heaven and earth suddenly changed. The ridiculously cold fog disappeared instantly and was replaced by a bustling and lively ancient city, and Luoyang was in the ancient city. .
"Buns, freshly baked buns..."
"It’s cheap to sell from the soul grass! Don’t miss it when you pass by!!

"The finest treasures are selling tears, and you can see them soon..."
In the bustling old city, noisy screams are heard all over the place, and the monks who have rushed past Luoyang’s side are only vivid and realistic shops, just like the ancient city.
"This is the fantasy for me? It is too much to look down on me..."
After the eyes swept from the surroundings, Luo Yang shook his head, ignoring the bustling scenes, and slowly taking a step forward.
Almost at the same time as Luo Yang stepped out, the heavens and the earth suddenly trembled, and there was a crack in the surrounding space, just like a collapse.
The many monks in this ancient city have also stopped, looking at Luo Yang with a gaze, and there is a flow of killing in their eyes.
For the eyes cast from all directions, Luo Yang is naturally able to detect, but he does not pay attention to it. When the footsteps are slightly lifted, it is a step forward.
Hey!
The cracks of the road continued to expand, and the whole world was trembled fiercely. The monks also made a loud roar and rushed toward Luo Yang.
Luo Yang turned a blind eye to everything around him, and he stepped forward without hesitation. Whenever he stepped down, the world around him collapsed, and the roar of those monks was even more stern.
After a while, when Luo Yang took dozens of steps in succession, the whole world suddenly collapsed, all the illusions were dissipated, and what Luo Yang saw was still the fog. Qin Xuan’s figure is still in Keep moving forward.
"Is this just spent?"
Feeling the cold chill between the heavens and the earth, Luo Yang’s eyes flashed and did not relax his vigilance.
"Master brother..."
A pleasant voice suddenly rang from the back of Luo Yang, and all of them came, the cheers of a group of teenagers excited and happy.
"Royan..."
An old voice pressed the cheers and passed through the layers of blood fog and passed them to Luo Yang’s ear, causing Luo Yang’s body to tremble slightly.
"This is... great elder?!"
Although this old voice is exhausted and weak, Luo Yang can clearly recognize that the master of this voice is the elder from the Qingyun School!
Since the elders and other people have been placed in the Tianjian sect since the Qingyun drama, it is naturally impossible to appear here.
"I still don't give up..."
After taking a deep breath, Luo Yang’s heart sneered, and after shaking his head, he was ready to move forward. But his feet have not yet taken off, and a crisp voice will ring behind him.
"Sexual thief!"
When this crisp sound sounded, Luo Yang’s body suddenly trembled and his footsteps stopped instantly.
"Sexual thief, don't you want me? Look back at me..."
The voice of temptation sounded immediately, echoing in Luo Yang’s ear, as if it had become the only one between the heavens and the earth.
"This trail is still not trapped by Luo!"
When Luo Yang’s eyes flashed and his mouth chilled, the complex look on his face was swept away, and his look moved forward firmly.
As Luo Yang marched forward, the sounds of the whole world suddenly disappeared. After a long time, a cold voice was heard.
"You, don't want to know your own life..."