Chapter 2557
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Many attempts were futile …
The Mind Sea Projection finally stopped and no longer appeared.
The King Kong loli who was walking on the same path proudly was surrounded by everyone at the front of the group.
"The Dao of Death, tsk tsk tsk tsk! I've never heard of it … I didn't expect a wood spirit to be able to cultivate such a profound technique. "
"I'm impressed."
"Little Flower is the most beautiful flower spirit in the world!" Rat, who was standing on the King Kong loli's shoulder, shouted excitedly.
"Really?"
She turned a deaf ear to the words of the people around her. Only Rat's shouts made the Flower Demoness blush.
"Really!" Rat nodded vigorously, trying to make himself look at Little Flower's beautiful face and ignore its muscles that were even stronger than a bull monster's.
The little white horse rolled its eyes at Rat, who had given it new trouble, and then looked around cautiously.
Something other than sand had already appeared on the ground. For example, crushed stones and plants that were half yellow and half green growing in the cracks of the stones.
It seemed that they were about to enter a new landmark.
At this moment, her divine sense, which had spread out in all directions, vaguely caught a trace of an unfamiliar aura!
A cultivator!
Zhen Xiaoxiao's pupils constricted, and she tried to make her breathing and heartbeat as normal as before. However, she was already prepared for battle.
Since the Mind Sea Projection, which wanted to bury everyone in the illusion, had completely failed, it was time to tear off all pretenses and see the mastermind behind the scenes.
As if nothing was different from usual, the little white horse continued to move forward with the group at a steady pace.
After about another fifteen minutes, Candle Yin and Silver Hook, who were at the front of the group, stopped one after another!
"There's someone!"
Candle Yin stopped and saw the figure that Zhen Xiaoxiao had seen fifteen minutes ago!
"Huh? Oh my god! Everyone, don't move and don't make a sound! "
The silver hook beast first snorted softly, and then fearfully warned its teammates in a low voice!
Obviously, just seeing a figure was not enough to make him react like this. That figure must represent something … special.
"What's wrong?"
It was not surprising that someone had appeared in front of them.
However, Silver Hook's trembling voice surprised Zhen Xiaoxiao.
She looked up and forward.
Unlike the blurry silhouette he saw in his mind's eye, seeing it with his own eyes was much clearer and more realistic. What appeared in front of him was a Spirit!
Zhen Xiaoxiao had already gained some understanding of the Spirit Race when he and Haozi had charged into the Golden Lotus Pavilion.
This race that resembled humans, with pointy ears and wings on their backs, were natural-born illusionists! Although there were very few of them in the Windswept Realm, they were an existence that the cultivators of the Hundred Races could not ignore, especially in Wind City, which specialized in cultivating Spirit Force Doppelgangers. The Spirit Clan's Spirit Abyss Pavilion was an existence that stood shoulder to shoulder with the Immortal Destiny Holy Land and the Ten Thousand Supremes Pagoda!
At this moment, the Astrals were a thousand meters away. She had a head of extremely pure white hair that hung down to the ground.
He was handsome and sat cross-legged on the ground. His hands formed a seal as if he was meditating.
The wings on his back were as thin as a cicada's, as if they were woven from golden silk, indescribably brilliant. In addition, this man was wearing a pure white robe that was still spotless in the endless yellow sand of the desert. It was as bright as the moon, so from afar, he looked extraordinary and holy!
"It's … the Spirit Clan's Golden-Winged Illusory Sect …" Zhu Yin's expression was hesitant. He tried his best to suppress his voice and whispered to Zhen Xiaoxiao.
"This kind of existence … should be in the Upper Three Clouds. Not in the Upper Three Clouds is an extremely special existence."
It seemed that any cultivator who had been in the Middle Cloud for a period of time knew what the Spirit Clan's Golden-Winged Illusory Sect represented. At this moment, not only were the Silver Hook Beast and Zhu Yin terrified, but the Dragon Blood Vine, who had a worried expression, also knelt on the ground with a thud.
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