Qiu Changtian opened his eyes.

I found myself in a tent, with dozens of people standing sparsely around me... to be exact, there were both human and transsexual people.

The monsters are all covered with fur, scales, horns and feathers. Although they have transformed, they deliberately show off their original features.

They all have tattoos on their faces, piercings and nails, looking more like demons than demons.

Junior Sister Xu stood beside him, looking at him in shock.

Xu Yinglian, who usually wore white clothes, had changed into a bright red dress. The color was bright and flamboyant, the collar was half open, decorated with feather tassels, and the pleated skirt was draped over the layers, revealing the two tips of her boots underneath.

Her hair was also tied up and placed generously on her head, fixed with an obsidian hairpin. There was a cinnabar mole between her eyebrows, two purple shadows under her eyes, and her lips were painted a passionate red. Her whole temperament changed from the original cold and reserved to violent and fiery.

However, Xu Yinglian did not notice anything unusual and just looked at Qiu Changtian with a dull look.

He was no longer wearing the Taoist robe and Taoist hat of the chief of the Kunlun Foundation Establishment Realm. His long black hair was draped down smoothly with strands of red hair mixed in. His chest was open, revealing large, strong muscles.

Qiu Changtian's temperament has also changed greatly. In the past, he was reserved and reserved, but he did not hide his edge. Now he released all his domineering aura without restraint, and he had the feeling of a mighty man with awe-inspiring power.

The two of them soon noticed the strangeness of their own attire from each other's eyes.

"Is this an illusion created by the secret realm?" Xu Yinglian asked in a low voice.

"Probably." Qiu Changtian looked around and kept calling the Kunlun Mirror in his heart, but he didn't get any response.

Even a space formation cannot allow a cultivator to change clothes instantly, and there is no need to do such a thing.

The only explanation is that the secret realm created some kind of illusion, requiring the two to play two roles.

In the secret realm of the Palace of Light in the past, there were all kinds of trial levels: some required people to fight against a large number of monsters alone, some required people to escape from the pursuit of powerful enemies, some required puzzle analysis, and even some required answering questions while reading a book.

But there are very few levels of role-playing illusions. According to the analysis of Kunlun's senior management, this kind of illusion is probably the most troublesome because you don't know the purpose of the level design.

Many disciples went through the plot in a daze, passed the levels in a daze, and then got the rewards in a daze... But if you think about it carefully, it seems to be good not to use your brain, just treat it as playing a script.

"Xu Qiu, Feng Tong!" Someone suddenly yelled, "What are you guys whispering about hiding in the back?"

Qiu Changtian and Xu Yinglian were both startled before they realized that the other party was calling them to play the roles they were supposed to play.

The one who spoke was a burly man, who was sitting on the main throne in the tent. The skin below his neck was knotted with muscles and covered with tattoos. The terrifying aura of a strong man who practiced physical training almost rose to the sky.

A name flashed through the minds of both of them:

Zhurong!

"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Soon two people came out anxiously and pulled Qiu Changtian and Xu Yinglian apart.

Qiu Changtian was an old man, who pulled him into a corner and started scolding him:

"Xu Qiu, ah Xu Qiu, I think you have sperm in your brain, there is no cure! Do you think you can be a member of the Phoenix clan?"

"After the meeting is over, I will prepare a generous gift. You will follow me to represent the Xu family and apologize to the Phoenix clan!"

Qiu Changtian opened his mouth halfway, unable to react, and could only respond stupidly.

Xu Yinglian was pulled into a corner by a noblewoman who was also dressed gorgeously and asked sternly:

"Feng Tong, what do you mean? You don't really want to marry a human?"

Xu Yinglian fell silent.

With her extensive historical knowledge, she quickly realized that the corresponding era of this illusion should be the period of rule of the witch clan in ancient times.

In this era, both the human race and the demon race were oppressed by the witch race, so the conflicts between them were not sharp.

It was not until the late ancient times that the powerful witches either ascended to become saints or were killed. After the human and demon races were freed from their restraints, the fighting between them gradually became more intense.

"Why don't you say anything?" The lady's face became uglier and uglier. She whispered, "Even if you want to intermarry with the human race, at least find a better one. The Xu family is just a poor family in the South. What do you like about him? Those two lumps of flesh on his chest?"

She was still talking on and on, but Xu Yinglian suddenly came to his senses, as if he had fallen into an icy cave.

She finally realized that the "dilapidated" Xu family mentioned by the noble lady was probably the predecessor of the Tiannan Xu family.

And Xu Qiu, played by Qiu Changtian, is the father of the Xu family's first ancestor who obtained the true blood of the phoenix!

Xu Yinglian turned around in horror, only to see Zhu Rong, who was sitting in the main seat, suddenly slap the armrest and the entire chair quickly caught fire.

He sat on the blazing fire throne, his eyes gleaming with brilliance, his voice like thunder, and he shouted:

"Stop talking about that shit! Let's talk about it. How can we defeat Gonggong?"

"I am willing to fight for the king!" Someone immediately clasped his fists and said, "I will gather three thousand soldiers and go down the river to fight Gong Gong's army in the Central Plains!"

Qiu Changtian squinted his eyes and saw that the man was covered with red scales and had jagged horns on his forehead. He was obviously a dragon.

"Fight your mother's bullshit!" Zhu Rong broke the handrail and threw the red dragon to the ground. "You're still going down the river. Are you planning to let Gonggong mobilize the water of the river to sweep away all my people?"

The red dragon covered its head and ran away. The others turned their heads away, their faces twitching.

Dragons like water, so they will subconsciously choose the battlefield near rivers, lakes, and coasts. However, Gonggong is known as the God of Water, and his control over the five elements of water is stronger than that of dragons, while the monks under Zhurong are all inclined to fire, so the red dragon's idea is obviously a bad one.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Another witch said, "Although General Qin's plan is not well-designed, it points out an important factor, which is that Gonggong will definitely choose a battlefield near a large river to make full use of his ability to control water."

“Do I need you to remind me of this nonsense?” Zhu Rong broke off the other handrail again, knocked the Wu clan member who made the noise to the ground, and cursed, “And I also know that Gong Gong will definitely start from the mouth of the river and go up the river to Kunlun!”

Everyone was speechless. This made the war difficult to fight.

Kunlun is the source of the Yellow River, so if Gonggong wanted to attack Kunlun, he could directly reach Kunlun along the river.

No matter where Zhurong's army chose to intercept Gonggong, they would inevitably be unable to escape the water-rich environment near the river, which would be very disadvantageous to Zhurong's army, which was good at controlling fire and spitting flames.

"How about we seize the initiative?" Another human cultivator offered a suggestion, "Since Gonggong wants us to fight him near the river, why don't we do what he wants? Avoid the river and attack the enemy's lair directly!"

Zhu Rong was silent for a moment, then stood up, picked up the burning chair behind him, and smashed the human monk to the ground, shouting as he smashed:

"Gonggong's lair is in the East China Sea. You want to attack the East China Sea directly? If you want to die, don't take my people with you!"

Qiu Changtian did not speak, but stared at the map hanging on the wall for a long time, and suddenly said:

"Why not fight Gonggong at Kunlun?"

Zhu Rong suddenly stopped when he heard this, turned his head to look at Qiu Changtian for a moment, then threw the broken chair in his hand aside and turned to grab the table next to him that was full of drinks.

"Are you scared, my king?" Qiu Changtian suddenly laughed.