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The third floor of the Forgotten Temple, the entrance to the treasure house of immortals is on this floor. In the hall of illusion, the formations are covered with formations everywhere, and the teleportation arrays and psychedelic arrays are intertwined. When people walk in it, they will encounter different illusions, and they don’t know where they will appear in the next moment...

"Watch the spiritual platform to clear the light!" Zhao Tongxuan reminded everyone to walk in front.

Following him, Han Yi silently recited the Qingxin Resolution. Even if his spiritual sense is far stronger than that of ordinary cultivators, he still cannot see through the mystery of the formation around him...

“Huhu…”

Suddenly, a strong wind blew, and before I knew it, it had already walked into a desert. The yellow sand covered the sky and the sun, and the boundless desert appeared in sight...

Walking in the desert, for practitioners, there is nothing to do with ordinary things, but at this time, everyone feels extremely depressed, because no matter how they walk, it is like standing still, and the surrounding scenery has not changed at all.

Fortunately, there are sages of eternal times here, so they gave everyone a reassurance, and everyone followed them step by step!

Time gradually passed, the sun rose and sunset, and snowflakes gradually floated in the depths of the desert. Soon, the snowflakes melted, revealing a few crisp tender grasses. These were the seeds of life blowing with the wind. Unfortunately, after only a few days of survival, they withered and died...

Time flies like a shuttle, time passes like a flash of time, and the changes of the four seasons are like a day, and it is hard to tell whether the tenth illusion has actually passed so long.

One year...

Three years...

ten years……

Ten years are like a blink of an eye, the desert remains the same, eternal, yellow sand is everywhere, and the red sun and bright moon are still there.

No one spoke anymore, and his mood was extremely depressed, which was a very dangerous signal.

It's like a flood that has been accumulated for a long time, one day it will burst out and become an uncontrollable disaster.

Everyone knows it in their hearts, but they are powerless. The only thing they long for is to get out of this desert before they collapse...

ten years……

Twenty years...

“It’s been the last thirty years!”

A cultivator said sadly, "No one has spoken for a long time, and once he said it, he is so sad and powerless..."

"Thirty years have passed, we are still in the same place and have not left!"

Zhao Tongxuan frowned slightly, looked at the group of cultivators, and said aloud: "Don't panic. In this illusion hall, we not only see the illusion, but also the passage of time is illusion. We see thirty years, maybe less than three years, or even less than three days! Don't panic. If you persist for a while, we will be able to leave the illusion hall!"

"But the time recorded on my jade talisman has indeed passed thirty years! And we are still in place and have never moved at all?" A cultivator took out a jade talisman that specifically recorded the passage of time and said.

Suddenly, it was like a stone causing a thousand waves. The illusion could deceive people. Could it be that the information recorded by the jade talisman even deceive people?

Although Zhao Tongxuan and others repeatedly reminded that what they saw in front of them was just an illusion. At this time, the fact that the jade talisman was already like iron showed the truth. At the beginning, some practitioners could not bear such mental torture and showed signs of impetuousness.

The desert is boundless, with lonely smoke and sunset. As a cultivator, he could have traveled millions of miles in an instant, but at this time, he could not escape the shackles of this desert...

"Thirty years have passed, and we are still in the same place. Are we going to be trapped in the hall of illusion?"

Some cultivators have already expressed fear. This is fear of death. What is the most terrifying way of death? The most terrifying way is to be trapped and die in a place and unable to escape.

“Huhu…”

Suddenly, strong winds blew, yellow sand covered the sun, and the sky and the earth changed color.

A violent tornado formed in the air, rolling up the yellow sand in the desert, forming a frenzied sandstorm...

Such sandstorms are irresistible natural disasters for mortals, but for cultivators, they are not worth mentioning. Any master in the cave realm can form a gale of wind with a wave of his hand, blowing a tornado that is even more violent than this.

However, the indirect disasters caused by this sandstorm are extremely severe...

The wind and sand are shouting, and soon after, the tranquility will eventually come, and the world will be clear again...

However, what caught everyone's eyes was a scene that no one had ever expected. The bones were covered with mountains and seas, covering the entire desert. At first glance, it was boundless, full of bones covered with white bones...

It turned out that countless white bones were buried under the yellow sand. These white bones were once strong people with ambition, but as time passed, they buried their ambitions and their bodies in this desert!

This shows that everyone is very clear about what. If this continues, everyone's destiny may be like the bones on the ground, and will eventually remain here forever, be buried in a foreign land, beating without soil and stone tablets, and turn into wandering ghosts!

Some people could no longer bear the torture in their hearts. They let out a long roar and flew out, "Crack!"

A crack suddenly broke in the air, and the cultivator penetrated the gap and disappeared...

Many people took this scene in their eyes and began to plot in their hearts.

It is very likely that it is the same as the bones on the ground. If you look at the endless bones, you will know how many people have been buried here. It is better to take a chance and maybe you can escape...

Another cultivator followed the first person and flew out. Soon, one after another, a large group of cultivators flew up one after another, trying to tear the void and cross it.

The four great sages no longer stopped them at this time. They just shook their heads slightly, their faces showed bitterness, but the steps under their feet were still as firm as before. Only by taking one step can they walk out of the hall of illusion. Han Yi followed Zhao Tongxuan immediately, perhaps because he was infected by the strong self-confidence of the sages, or because his spiritual sense was extremely powerful, and he was not greatly affected.

However, Peng Tao, who was beside him, couldn't help but want to break through the air several times, but Han Yi pulled him down...

Did Zhao Tongxuan look at Han Yi? Seeing that Han Yi was always as stable as water, he couldn't help but nodded in approval and said, "The Palace of Illusion is actually a process of testing cultivators. If you can't even pass the test, how can you be qualified to enter the treasure house of immortals?"

Han Yi nodded thoughtfully and said, "This may also be a test for cultivators!"

No matter what, this is a mental hardship. Only by overcoming the hardship can one go to the end? Entering the treasure house of immortals, and the only result of those who cannot calm down is to gain nothing. Even the bones in the sea of ​​bones are buried in the sea of ​​bones. The burial bones on the ground are not people who move forward step by step, but those cultivators who cannot calm down. They touched the ban and eventually died in the hall of illusion...

"Since it is an illusion hall, everything is illusory. Here we can change space and distort time. How can we not change the jade talisman?" Mo Feiqiu seemed to be talking to himself. He did not say such words before, because he knew that there would always be some people to be eliminated so that others could leave here.
Chapter completed!