Not long after, the shadow sent by Hei Yu rushed to Chang Le Fang.
Seeing Changlefang in the ruins and the seriously injured people on both sides of the street, even the shadow of the assassinated countless strong people couldn't help but click their tongues.
What is it that can cause such a powerful force? Could it be...
With a guess in his mind, Shadow's pace quickened again, and he soon came to the huge pothole.
Looking around, he still didn't see Li Chengfeng's voice, and there was some worry in the shadow's eyes.
His Majesty told him not to involve Li Chengfeng, and now he has already been involved.
If something unexpected happens, he can't afford to be angry!
"Hey! Where are you two eighth princes?" Shadow anxiously asked the two black feathers who were in charge of guarding the scene.
Just as the two were about to speak, Li Chengfeng's voice slowly floated out from the hole behind them.
"Shadow, come down! I'm in the pothole over here!"
Hearing Li Chengfeng's slightly empty voice, Shadow dubiously pushed aside the two black feathers in front of him, and came to Dakeng.
Following the sound, who is it not Li Chengfeng who is waving at the bottom of the pit?
"Eight princes! This minister is here!" The shadow was unstained, and before Li Chengfeng could say more, he jumped into the pit.
Looking at the scattered corpses in the ice cellar and the solid ice on the three walls, Shadow finally understood why Li Chengfeng called down.
Sure enough, as the eighth prince said, the stronghold of the Kunsa religion is in Changlefang! Shadow thought to himself.
Just when he finished thinking and raised his head, he glanced at the stone gate in front of Li Chengfeng that was smashed by a punch.
"This is?" Shadow looked at Li Chengfeng who was standing in front of the stone gate, his face full of doubts.
After Li Chengfeng explained the cause and effect in detail.
One by one, the two gradually entered the dark passage full of silver needles, and groped towards the light at the end of the passage.
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On the other side, on the outskirts of the southern city of Chang'an, more than a dozen people from the Kunsa religion gathered in one place, chanting like they were possessed by a demon.
Each of them was bare-chested, and their broad arms were covered with dense black tattoos.
As they chanted louder and louder.
The secret pattern on several people's bodies also kept shining with dim light, and the fluctuation of their internal force became stronger and stronger.
Half a quarter of an hour later, the leader stood up slowly.
The man was more than ten feet tall, covered in black, and carried a totem as tall as a man on his back.
Like an iron tower, a pair of big hands are like cattail fans, like a demon **** descending from the sky destined to stir up the wind and clouds.
A pair of scarlet eyes kept turning, like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, as if it would choose to eat someone in the next second.
"Bai Ze, haven't you come out after the plan is completed?"
"Could it be that you also want me to end up with those guys?"
The man looked around at the deserted mountains and fields, and said in a low voice.
A young man in white robes walked out of a bush not far from the voice.
"Zhu Jian, you are much better than them. Those spies from Tang Dynasty didn't realize that they were in a dream until their death."
"It's ridiculous that they are still devoting themselves to the so-called Holy Son of Heaven in their dreams!"
The man named Baipao turned the bamboo flute in his hand, with a smile on his face.
"Is everything in the secret passage properly arranged?" the man named Zhu Jian asked in a deep voice.
Bai Ze stared at the bamboo flute in his hand and said without even raising his head: "Don't worry, as long as I fall into my illusion, there is no possibility of waking up."
"Even if the five realms of heaven and man have come, as long as there is something missing in your heart, you will be there if you are not careful!"
"It's just that I don't have enough Dimo this time!"
Hearing Bai Ze mentioned the word Dimo, Zhu Jian's expression was uncertain.
"Don't worry, the five Pikunsa sects that promised you will never be missing!"
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At this moment, Li Chengfeng happened to be wading through a secret passage full of silver needle traps.
It's just that when he threw something to confirm that there was no trap and wanted to move on, the shadow on the side stopped him.
"Eighth prince, something is wrong. Didn't you notice that the light in front of you seemed weird?" Shadow's face was heavy.
Li Chengfeng stopped and re-examined the environment around him and the light in front of him, only to realize that it was weird.
They walked through many traps all the way to come here, but the distance from the front didn't seem to change at all.
Could it be...
Before the two of them figured out the reason, the surrounding stone walls began to tremble violently and rushed towards them.
Li Chengfeng and Yingying quickly turned their internal strength to blast towards the flying stone wall.
But the strange thing is that Li Chengfeng, who was able to smash walls before, is now acting like an ordinary person.
His fists fell on the stone wall, making his hands ache, but the stone wall did not shake at all!
"Shadow?" Li Chengfeng turned his head to look beside him, only to find that the shadow had already disappeared beside him.
The stone wall was getting closer and closer, Li Chengfeng could only keep dodging, but he still couldn't escape the stone wall's encirclement.
The stone wall gradually shrank, and Li Chengfeng was firmly pressed in it, unable to move.
As the wall continued to squeeze his joints creaked, he felt dizzy.
Li Chengfeng, who had been in heaven for a long time, felt a sense of suffocating despair at this moment.
No matter what moves he used to bombard the stone wall, he remained motionless, and swept towards him with a monstrous force.
That power oppressed him far more than the Dao Realm powerhouses he had encountered before, as if a casual leak could crush him to death.
Faced with such a dangerous situation, Li Chengfeng racked his brains to think of a way to break the situation.
But just now he collected his thoughts and prepared to ponder, but his head felt as if struck by lightning, his headache was splitting, and his mind was restless.
There is no time to take into account the stone wall that is almost irresistible.
He slowly closed his eyes, and said in his mouth: "If the heart is as clear as ice, the sky will not be shocked, everything will change, and the spirit will be peaceful."
After the recitation of the formula was completed, the severe pain in Li Chengfeng's mind disappeared.
Drenched in cold sweat, he slowly opened his eyes, only to find that the position of the stone wall hadn't changed, exactly the same as it was just now.
"No, there must be something wrong!"
"When did the shadows start to disappear? There were no walls around me just now!"
"Since there is such a powerful aura, why don't you directly suppress me?"
"Why did the squeezed stone wall stop suddenly!"
Li Chengfeng's heart was full of doubts but his mind became clearer.
There is only one answer to explain all the unusual things, and that is that I have fallen into a hallucination, otherwise I can't explain all kinds of mysteries anyway.
After understanding this point, the way to break the situation is ready to come out.
Illusions are all based on the human heart and perception, and only by throwing away all external objects can one see through its essence.
Thinking of this, he blocked his five senses, closed his eyes again, and emptied his whole body and mind, as if he was the only one left in this world.
As he closed his eyes, everything in front of him became clearer.
In the darkness, the ray of light he saw before appeared again in front of him.
"So that's it!" Li Chengfeng smiled knowingly, holding the sword in his right hand and stabbing forward vigorously.
Kacha... The crisp sound echoed in the space, and everything in the secret passage seemed to be at a standstill at this moment.
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