"When you step inside, you can kill it. Only death can stimulate the full potential of martial arts, and you will continue to grow stronger. Only those who are alive will be eligible to become the glory of the snowy moon. Than, out of the snow, first of all, we must get the recognition and glory of the snow moon."

This is the last voice heard by the crowd in the dark fog. The old man’s hands are still dancing with strange knots. The black fog is rolling. After a while, the rolling black fog gradually subsides. In the gray mist, the crowd can actually see the scene of the scene and present it in front of them.

"this is?"

The eyes of the crowd trembled, and at this moment they saw that the dark fog seemed to be turned into a gray glass, through which people who were wrapped in dark fog could be clearly seen.

But what shocked the crowd was that the people there were very close and very close, but they looked around, as if they were looking for something.

The people inside... can't see each other?

"What's the matter?" Everyone's eyes were condensed, so strange, the people shrouded in fog, like suddenly losing their direction, obviously two or three meters opposite, but they turned a blind eye to each other, groping Moving, and they are moving very slowly.

Looking up, the crowd looked at the old man who was still printing, his eyes flickering.

It’s a fantasy, yes, the people inside, the old ones are showing, it’s definitely a fantasy, and the crowd is controlled inside.

"Dark bound!" murmured, and the crowd once again understood the true meaning of the dark bondage, making everyone a blind man, as if he was groping in the dark, bound in a fantasy.

What the old man is doing is indeed a fantasy.

At the moment when the crowd was swallowed up by the black fog, the last words of the old man were remembered in the ear. When they entered, they killed themselves. When this sentence fell, they seemed to have come to another space, completely strange space.

Even Lin Feng and his dreams are separated. They can't see each other. They just started to stand together, but at the moment they can't sense each other's existence.

"Here, it's a fantasy!" Lin Feng looked up and looked at everything in front of him. The night, the moon, and the endless crowds were all gone. There was only a palace, a white palace, and it was empty. Only Lin Feng was alone. Moreover, this palace seems to have many entrances.

Anyone who sees such a huge change in the scene will understand that this is a illusion, but the old man who arranges the illusion is obviously confident enough. Even if you know what you can, you can’t break this illusion. You must be honest in it. Staying.

"It seems that here, a killing is inevitable." Lin Feng said in a secret voice, stepping out of the footsteps, he did not stay in the same place to find ways to break the illusion, but to find a dream, first meet the dream and then think of others.

There are many people in this illusion. There are many people outside. There are geniuses here. There is no one who is weak. Lin Feng can’t worry about his dreams, though, the strength of dreams is very strong.

"A good real fantasy." Lin Feng walked in the palace, stepping on the quiet bluestone board, and there were a few echoes, which seemed extremely quiet and empty, not like a fantasy, but as if it were a real world.

When I came to the first gap, the sudden, a horrible atmosphere came, so that Lin Feng was tight, and then the sound of the wind smashed toward him.

A corner of the mouth flashed a cold smile, Lin Feng's body of a horrible breath, swords raging, skyrocketing, so that the entire palace was slightly trembled.

The sneak attacker's face changed greatly. In this illusion, their sense of force seems to be greatly limited and cannot be spread. Only by intuition and voice can judge whether there is anyone, and he just listens to Lin Feng's footsteps and ambushes. Here, so he said that he did not know Lin Feng.

"and many more."

The man screamed, but the fist in his hand was still rushing to the past, saying that he waited, but his hand did not stop.

Wait, maybe wait? At this moment when breathing can determine the fate of life, who dares to wait? He saw that Lin Fengben didn't want to fight, but he had already shot, and he had no choice.

"kill!"

Lin Feng screamed, and Xiao Jian’s sword madly surging, stabbing on the other’s fist, a blood donation splash, the sneak attacker’s fist was stabbed by the horrible sword, when Lin Feng’s hand and his When the fists collided together, a miserable cry came out. The man started from the fist and his arm was split, until a sword gas broke into his throat.

The first person in Xuanwujing, dead!

"Good terrible strength!"

Under the full moon, countless people looked up and looked at the clear picture, and their hearts trembled.

They couldn't feel the breath of Lin Feng and the man, but they could see their showdown. Even when Lin Feng started to work, the black fog like glass floated up and seemed to be somewhat unstable.

When Lin Feng shot, he killed a strong man of Xuanwujing, and Lin Feng seemed to be the one who was attacked.

A figure fell out of the black fog, and the eyes of the crowd were trembled again. The figure that fell out was the body, the person who was killed by Lin Feng.

After his death, he immediately escaped from the illusion, but in the illusion, he was really killed.

This illusion is terrible.

In the illusion, Lin Feng killed the other side and saw that the figure of the other party disappeared and could not help but collapse.

“After the illusion?” A flash of light flashed in the eyes. Does this mean that the other party is withdrawing or is it dead?

The brow wrinkled, and after a while, Lin Feng determined that the other party was dead. The **** gas just now was so real, and when they were covered by the illusion, the old man also said, killing, this illusion, scene It’s all fake, but killing is really true.

"boring game."

Lin Feng is indifferent, this is the game of the rulers. Take their lives as a play. You have to pick the best genius, you can come to a mighty battle, but the other party has created such a fantasy. They are bound, trapped in it, kill each other, and use killing to see who can live to the end.

Even these people are all gifted, but then how, in the eyes of those in the sedan, their lives are worthless. What he wants is only a few useful people who have been selected last, others, There is no value, and when they die, they die.

"Ah..." A scream came from the right side of Lin Feng, letting Lin Feng's eyes gaze and pull back his thoughts.

"The man who attacked me just now is in the palace on the left. This scream is from the palace on the right."

Lin Feng thought in his heart, the palace he was in was like a house, and there were people on the left and right.

"There is still ahead!" Lin Feng's eyes suddenly condensed. In front of him, there is a door, left and right, and there is also a door. In this door, I am afraid there are people.

"Nine-squares!" Lin Feng flashed a sharp edge in his eyes and looked up. He looked obliquely upwards, just above the palace. In an instant, his pupil suddenly shrank.

The door, there, is still a door.

The people who stepped into the black fog should be behind this door.

"Death game, this fantasy, is clearly a death game."

Lin Feng's heart is getting colder and colder. Since he discovered this, other people will obviously find that other people are all around. After that, I am afraid that now, someone is thinking about the palace where he is.

"Well?" At this time, Lin Feng's brow wrinkled, his body turned, and he saw it not far in front of him. The ground suddenly appeared upwards, and a pair of thieves appeared.

"Sure enough, there are people below." Lin Fenglu had a clear look.

The thief saw Lin Feng and then squatted down, then slowly retracted, pretending to know nothing, this scene made Lin Feng's mouth reveal a slapstick color.

"Wait!" whispered aloud, the body of the other side retracted and stiffened there, unable to continue to wear it, only to see Lin Feng trembled and laughed.

"I don't know you are here!"

"It doesn't matter, come up first!"

Lin Feng said with a smile, the other side is stiff in that, not on the top, not afraid to go down, very hesitant.

"Hey, hey..."

A soft voice came out, and the other's trembling smile stiffened there, the pupils were white, and the eyes were full of fear.

A glimpse of blood, shot from the top of his head, shot like a fountain, extremely terrifying.

Lin Feng, his gaze is also stiff there, under the other side, someone.

"Good cruel!" Lin Feng's eyes were cold, and his footsteps were over there. There was a thick killing on his body.

Ps: I want flowers, flowers are not doing well today.