But no matter how his angry voice resounded, he was still swallowed up by the roar of waves like Hong Zhong Da Lu!

"Boom!"

Amidst the waves of billions of feet of dust, the sea curtain of the sky gate slams down.

The next moment, the expected terrible scene did not appear.

The moment the sky gate sea screen, which was more than a billion feet high, hit the ground, was in vain.

Everything is like a mirage, like a dream, as if nothing has happened.

Only the mist convolved by the dust waves gushed over, full of the breath of dead and desolateness.

Jian Wushuang put down his palm that was blocking his eyes, and then looked forward.

The sea is quiet and silent, and there is no such horrifying scene before.

"Damn it, it's actually an illusion?" Yan Fan said in a deep voice, his eyes cold.

Jiang Li also had a serious expression. The two sword immortals were actually confused by this illusion.

Jian Wushuang then withdrew his gaze and hurriedly looked into the boat.

But there were no other figures on the ship except the three of them.

The sloppy old Daojiang parade disappeared without a trace, and there was no trace of it, as if it had never appeared before.

"Damn old thing, this illusion was indeed triggered by him!" Yan Fan said with a hatred, "I have noticed something is wrong with him."

Jian Wushuang was puzzled, "But why did he do this? He was willing to take the risk of suspected?"

Jiang Li seemed to remember something, and his expression changed slightly at him, "Look at if there is anything missing on you?"

Jian Wushuang was stunned when he heard this, and then subconsciously touched his waist, and the Boyang bottle where the Three Emperors True Shadow was still there.

Not only was the Boyang bottle still there, but there were also many golden and jade rings and other treasures, all of which were lying quietly in his arms.

"The things are still there, what is this guy's abacus?" Jian Wushuang murmured in a low voice. Suddenly, he remembered something again and hurriedly touched his arms again.

After a moment, he smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The luck is gone, I think it was taken away by that old guy."

"What, what? The Qilu Dao Fruit was stolen?!" Yan Fan's eyes widened, "I want this old guy's life!"

Jian Wushuang stopped him, "This guy is in a strange place. He obviously has already focused on the luck and fruit of my body before, so he set up such a illusion to lure us into the bait."

"If we chase him next, if we are confused by the illusion again, we will lose the big picture because of a small loss. If the fate of luck is gone, I have other ways."

Yan Huai gritted his teeth secretly, "Although that's the case, being put on by this old thing is really a damaging to the majesty of this sword immortal. If I want to find him, I will definitely crush him to ashes!"

He said, and punched the edge of the Ship of the Ship.

With a "swish pull", the hull tore out.

"Damn it, this boat is actually made of paper?!"

He left the paper boat in a little embarrassedly, and Yan Huai was so embarrassed that he almost pushed the entire sea area upside down and caught the sloppy old Taoist.

And being stolen by this sloppy old Taoist illusion and putting a sword Wushuang is extremely depressed. A stolen Taoist fruit is also a considerable loss.

In the final analysis, everything that happened was that he believed too much about the Great Yan Immortal in this sea without any edge.

In any case, Jiang Jiexing taught him a lesson.

After calming down their minds, the three of them rushed forward again.

Soon, a plane of Tianlu, which was also constructed by Yanxian bones, appeared.

This plane of Tianlu is much smaller than the planet I saw before, but when it was different from other deserted planets, fairy trees actually grew on the land here.

The densely dense fairy trees exuded a strange and peaceful aura.

"How is it? Do you want to go in and take a look?" Yan Fan asked.

Jian Wushuang nodded without hesitation, "There are not many land areas in this unraveled sea, and my friends are most likely to be here."

Jiang Liyan nodded at the same time, and then he first jumped into this Tianlu plane.

"Chi——"

The crisp cry instantly resounded through the dense forest of fairy trees, and then a fairy bird with a wing spreading footsteps out of the dense forest, opened its huge beak, and swallowed it towards Jian Wushuang.

As you can imagine, the huge bird's head was almost torn in half by the swallow.

"Have you ever seen a Nine-turned Great Yanxian with red gold pupils and nine colorful feathers between the ends of her hair?"

Jian Wushuang lay in front of the dying fairy bird and asked carefully.

But what I got was a terrified shake of my head.

"Let's go, keep moving forward and look, maybe you can find some clues." He said helplessly.

Then, in the following time, the plane of the Tianlu was almost blown to the sky.

All the Dayan Immortals who were hit, as well as all kinds of fairy birds and beasts, were beaten up, and then asked questions before letting them go.

After going back and forth, Jian Wushuang and the others not only did not have any intention of being tired, but instead became more tired.

They barely stopped until a magnificent ray of light enveloped the entire Tianlu plane.

Immediately afterwards, a voice that could not suppress its anger resounded throughout the world.

"Enough, stop me! I have been tolerating you for a long time and hurt my seat again and again. Do you really think I am a mud-made person?!"

As the resentment sound fell, the huge and dense immortal trees were suddenly swept away, and then a figure carrying both wings came.

Behind this figure, dozens of figures stood, each figure exuded a terrifying fluctuation of power.

They are all Da Yan Immortals!

And the figure carrying huge wings was a woman with a pretty and delicate face.

With four eyes facing each other, Jian Wushuang and Yan Fan looked at other places awkwardly.

The reason is that this woman's figure is too exciting, and only important parts are covered by feathers, and her beautiful figure is enough to see it.

Jiang Li snorted coldly, then looked at her straight, "Get out of the way."

The woman was stunned and then said angrily, "You actually let me get out of the way? Do you know who has opened up the field? I am the supreme master here. If you hurt me, you still dare to speak rudely now? Is it because I am looking for death?"

Jiang Li's face turned cold, and he held the hilt of the sword in his palm to prepare for a thunder strike.

Seeing this, Yan Hui hurriedly stopped him, then looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "Disciple, ask quickly."

Jian Wushuang understood the truth and then asked, "No intention to offend. We came here just to find a friend. Have you ever seen a Dayan immortal with red gold eyes and nine colorful feathers between the ends of his hair?"
Chapter completed!