The vision becomes clearer.
The first thing that catches your eye is a black, dilapidated stone bridge.
The river water flowing under the bridge is as dazzling as mercury.
But the surroundings seemed like the sunset, and the entire sky was blood red.
The atmosphere of the whole environment is very depressing, making people feel heavy in their hearts.
I could also vaguely hear bursts of miserable crying coming from somewhere, like wailing or resentment, which made the depressing environment even more eerie and terrifying.
The person who made that familiar voice was standing on the dilapidated stone bridge.
He was dressed in a spotless white robe and stood with his back to the world, looking somewhat desolate and lonely.
Zhu Mo looked at his back and sighed deeply, then asked in confusion, "Is this illusion you?"
Zhu Min slowly turned his head, with a faint smile on his ruddy and energetic face, and opened his lips slightly: "I'll wait for you here."
After that, he turned around and slowly walked down the bridge, standing opposite Zhu Mo and chuckled: "I plan to see you and then cross the bridge."
Pointing to the other side of the stone bridge, deep and dark place.
"I say, don't be so cold to Dad. It will make me sad."
Seeing that Zhu Mo had said nothing from the beginning, Zhu Min raised the corner of his mouth and teased.
Zhu Mo was stunned at first, then asked, "Did you know before you died?"
"You mean the fact that I know you are not the real Xiao Mo? I knew it a long time ago. As a father, I would be unqualified if I couldn't even recognize my own son." Zhu Min spoke steadily with a calm expression.
"It doesn't matter anymore. Just tell me whether I can only get out after I kill you."
Zhu Mo's body burst out with a strong murderous aura, and his eyes were fixed on Zhu Min: "I don't have that much time now."
"I really like your personality. You are very similar to me when I was young. Sometimes I even think you are more like my son than the real Xiao Mo."
His eyes looked Zhu Mo up and down, making people feel really uncomfortable.
"I have helped you solve your illusion."
Zhu Min said this and turned around and walked back onto the stone bridge.
Halfway through the walk, he suddenly stopped, turned his head and smiled strangely: "By the way, I'm not the only one who knows that you are not your real Zhu Mo."
"Go ahead and fight to the death. Whoever wins will be the head of the family."
Pointing to the darkness ahead, he smiled and said, "I'm leaving first. I'll wait for you there."
Without waiting for Zhu Mo to speak, Zhu Min slowly disappeared into the shadows. The scene in front of him was quickly revealed, turned into fragments, and dissipated in the air.
Xiao Zhao's voice gradually became clearer and clearer.
"Young master! It's over, it's over. We are in trouble now." Xiao Zhao jumped anxiously and stood in front of Zhu Mo who was standing there in a daze. He looked at his fourth senior brother's head with great horror.
"Get out of the way."
"Ah? Ah!" Xiao Zhao's face showed disbelief, his jaw almost dropped to the ground in surprise, and he looked at Zhu Mo in astonishment.
It’s so fast!
The time he takes to solve the illusion is even shorter than that of his master. This is simply cheating.
The crying face of the pupil-powered head seemed somewhat embarrassed, and it lowered its eyes in embarrassment.
Then he turned his attention to Han Ningchu who was struggling with the poisonous head.
Han Ningchu was constantly dodging the attacks from the head.
His mouth was like a showerhead, constantly spraying venom, and the large area of venom prevented Han Ningchu from getting close to him for the time being.
But she still relied on her own agility to dodge the spraying venom, and dodged several waves of attacks by jumping and moving in the air.
The eyes of the head with pupil technique shone and it immediately flew towards Han Ningchu.
Seeing this, Xiao Zhao hurriedly shouted "Be careful!"
“Don’t shout!”
The two voices sounded at the same time, and Han Ningchu's attention was diverted and he glanced to the side.
Through the helmet, she saw the eyes of the flying head.
The pupils of those eyes were pink, and it seemed as if something was flowing inside.
At this moment, she felt dizzy.
Her pupils slowly turned pink, and she lost the ability to move and fell to the ground.
The poison-spraying head would not miss such a good opportunity and quickly sprayed towards Han Ningchu.
Seeing that Han Ningchu was about to be hit by the dark green liquid, Zhu Mo hurriedly used the Gift of the Demon God.
A thick black fog appeared beside Han Ningchu, wrapping her completely.
The venom splashed on the black fog and only dispersed it a little, but did not penetrate the black fog to hurt Han Ningchu.
Zhu Mo hurried over and hugged Han Ningchu who was falling from the air to check on her physical condition.
When he realized that he had not attacked, he looked at Xiao Zhao with an unfriendly look.
It's just like the saying goes, I'm not afraid of god-like opponents, but I'm afraid of pig-like teammates.
Both himself and Han Ningchu fell into the trap because of Xiao Zhao's jumpy behavior.
Qi Wei in the distance raised his eyebrows slightly, with an excited smile on his face: "It's over. The most capable fighters have lost their combat capability. You are the lambs to be slaughtered."
He began to mobilize the blood mist on his body, and two more heads flew away. They soared into the sky, looked down at the ground, and opened their mouths almost at the same time.
One of them spewed out blazing flames from its mouth, while the other one spit out howling gale. The gale and the fire gathered in the air to form a huge storm that swept over.
Qi Wei smiled triumphantly, bit his finger and splashed blood on the ground, quickly changed gestures with his hands and shouted: "Ghosts and gods listen to my orders, ghost soldiers make way!"
As the words fell, the sky suddenly became much darker, and the originally clear sky was suddenly covered with thick dark clouds, blocking the sunlight.
A solemn atmosphere permeated the air, making people feel extremely depressed.
Ghosts emerged one after another from the flames on the ground. They were wearing armor and holding swords and spears.
Qi Wei pinched his beard and smiled maliciously: "Do you know why I am called the Ghost Taoist Priest, young master?"
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