Little Junior Sister Society fears but draws sword

Chapter 60 Mirage
"Please take a look at the mirage!"

The boss's voice was clear and high, with undisguised arrogance.

With a wave of his sleeve, the mist began to condense into shape, and finally formed a paradise of high mountains and flowing water in front of people.

There is a majestic villa in Taoyuan, standing on the top of a high mountain, facing a cliff on one side.

"Hey, is there a word on the mountain?"

Someone exclaimed, wanting to go over to have a look. Seeing the boss laughing, the white mist surged, and the mountain became clearer.

Then you can see a few words engraved on the mountain: "Tianjian Villa."

"This is the view of Tianjian Villa."

"It's Tianjian Villa, I've been here before."

"It's nothing special, it's just a trick, you can get it out if you go there."

Someone broke the stage, and the boss was not annoyed.

Fiddle with the mist with your fingers, and the mist will disperse and recondense, forming another picture.

It was an endless sea. Looking up close, the sea was pitch black with no waves. If you looked more often, you would always feel that there were huge waves brewing in the distance.

Fu Xiu beside Lu Yun was smiling, but soon he seemed to have discovered something and moved over.

The boss's eyes paused on Fu Xiu for a moment, and fiddled with him again.

Before everyone could guess where it was, they saw another picture.

There are thousands of miles of red land, no grass grows, and a huge city stands on top of the black soil, and the city is enveloped by a strong demonic energy.

Above the city, the ghostly face of the big devil roared.

In the city, demon cultivators are everywhere, those people's faces are pale, and their eyes are as red as blood.

"Lightless City!"

Lu Yun heard Fu Xiu spit out these words slowly.

The voice was very soft, Lu Yun's eyes fell on the picture, and some monks guessed where the picture came from, and fell silent.

Dongzhou and Nanyang belong to the righteous faction, the northern sky is constantly fighting, the central land is a lawless place, and the rest of the west bank belongs to the territory of demon cultivators.

On the west bank there was a wasteland, and on the wasteland stood a city, which was the Lightless City.

The owner of the city is the ancestor of the corpse mountain, one of the great demons. Those people in the white mist are actually the living corpses of the ancestor.

They retain human reason, but their bodies are out of control, and they can only act according to the orders of their ancestors.

Many years ago, before Shishan became an ancestor, he was chased and killed by his enemies. After being seriously injured, he was rescued by a small sect in Nanyang and brought back to the sect.

Zongmen didn't know the identity of Shishan and was friendly to him.

At that time, the sect master liked the talent of Shishan and wanted to accept disciples.

The mountain of corpses responded, he stayed in that sect for nearly three years, and made everyone accept him and let go of their grudges.

He has become the best disciple in the eyes of the sect master.

It was this disciple who, taking advantage of the sect master's unpreparedness towards him, planted the living corpse Gu in the opponent's body.

On the day the Gu worm hatched, he manipulated his titular master to slaughter the entire sect.

Repaying kindness with hatred is despised by the world.

Someone once asked Shishan why he did this in the first place, and his answer was very simple.

"Did I let him save me?"

"I didn't let it go."

"Then if he did something against me, he will naturally have to pay the price."

Such an arrogant and cruel reason shocked the world and made Shishan the most wanted criminal in Nanyang.

At that time, several major sects jointly pursued and killed them, but the mountain of corpses was always able to escape. During the process, many disciples of sects were planted with living corpses, which almost caused civil strife.

And the corpse mountain also fled all the way to the west bank occupied by the demon cultivator, and has since settled down.

Years later, he occupied a city on the west bank and became the ancestor of the corpse mountain that everyone feared, and even made the Wuguang City where he was located one of the five sects of magic.

Some people say that there are no living people in Wuguang City, and all the living corpses of ancestors live there.

The rising of the sun and the setting of the moon have nothing to do with the Lightless City. The environment there is eroded by the magic energy, and the sun and stars cannot penetrate.

There is no sky and no sun, which is called no light.

This is not a secret, but for monks, few have really seen the Lightless City.

However, the importance of Wuguang City is self-evident, and the disciples of the sect must understand it.

With those little signs, many people can see where this is.

"Boss, what's in that box?"

Someone made a cold voice.

The picture condensed by the fog is too real, as if this person has seen it with his own eyes.

Those living corpses who would rather die seemed to hear their words, staring at them through the distant space at this moment.

A pair of eyes met, which made people feel cold in the bottom of their hearts.

Above the city, those ghost faces roared.

The evil wind blows in the face, and the killing intent is clanging.

"Hehe, don't be nervous, it's just a mirage."

The boss laughed it off, as if saying that they made too much fuss.

And some people around have taken out their weapons.

It's okay to make trouble with your own people, but there is a bottom line, that is, if you see Moxiu, you will definitely kill him.

The deeds of the corpse mountain slaughtering that sect are but a drop in the bucket in terms of the entire experience of the ancestor of the corpse mountain.

This shows how cruel those big demons are.

Human life is like a mustard, without reason, it can be destroyed at a single thought, a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, is not an adjective, but a real history.

Seeing the hostility of those people, the boss looked calm. He opened the box, and there was a white jade-like snake sticking out its head.

"Mirage snake!"

After Fu Xiu spit out two words, he put away the talisman paper in his hand.

Fu Xiuru, whose surname was his, was born in the Fuxian sect, and the disciples in the sect are skilled in talismans.

Although the status of Fu Xianmen is not as high as those of the Tibetan Sword Sect, it is also one of the best among the middle class.

Lu Yun's eyes flickered, as if he didn't see it.

You must know that the night when I met the thief that day, the other party didn't take out any talisman, but imitated her to use a sword.

Although at that time she felt that the sword of the talisman had no heart, it was like a young child playing a big sword, and it looked majestic, but in fact it had no rules.

"Mirage snake, born in the deep sea, exhales like fog, atomizing mirages."

Under Fu Xiu's surprised eyes, Lu Yun whispered these words.

Mirage snakes are very rare among monsters, and their preciousness is comparable to that of Teng Fenghu.

However, the reason why such snakes are rare is that they have no ability to protect themselves when they are young.

Just like the snake in front of me, it looks soft and soft, even delicate, even if it is bitten, it will be fine, because it is non-venomous.

Mirage snakes below the Golden Core stage can be crushed to death by a young child.

But mirage snakes above Jindan are feared by all monks.

That's when it puffs and puffs, forming a mirage that is no longer a phantom.

Just like the Lightless City, mirage snakes can call those living corpses out to fight in battle.

True and false and false and true.

Everyone has heard of the power of mirage snakes to pretend to be true.

But what is even more shocking is Yuanhai, where the mirage is located.

Yuanhai is independent and does not belong to any piece of land. Near the sea, there is no wind and waves. The further you go to the center, the waves are shocking, can cover tall buildings, and the thunder is raging, annihilating everything.

It was a living sea, and some creatures still lived in the sea.

Some said it was a monster in the sea, while others said it was another race.

But above the living sea, there is no one.

Once there was a powerful man who forcibly crossed the deep sea, and the thunder above the deep sea was like a catastrophe, and that powerful man returned in embarrassment.

The deep sea is the sea of ​​death belonging to the human race.

(End of this chapter)