The Dao Shen Sect’s actions are very big, involving the entire Hantian World.

As one of the only four top forces left, Qixianxu immediately dispatched elder disciples to participate after receiving the news.

"Have you heard of it?"

"What?"

"The Taoist Sect is now searching for evil cultivators in Quan Hantian!"

"ah?!"

"And judging from the actions of the Shenzong, Hantian may have many evil cultivators!"

"How is this possible?! Who dares to practice evil methods now? I'll be dead?"

"Too many people can do anything for their strength, that is, Hantian has been eliminating evil cultivators, so that such people have no chance to practice evil methods, otherwise, tsk tsk..."

"Hey! People's hearts are unpredictable!"

...

The changes in the Hantian world did not affect the Nine Heavens.

At this time, somewhere in the east within the nine heavens, there was a large forest covered with hazy mist. It was not like the Sunset Mountains, but a pure plain forest!

On the map given by the Dao Shenzong, the marking of Duanmai Cliff is the same as that of Duanmai Cliff, except for the word "Wei" is gray!

This proves that no predecessor has penetrated it, and no one knows what is inside it.

The reason that hindered their pace was a special mist that was produced in the forest for some reason.

When a monk is contaminated with this light gray mist, he will feel a blurred vertigo, and a strong hallucination will occur in just a few breaths!

And this fog will also engulf the soul!

But the more dangerous the more likely it is to have opportunities.

Too many people were buried in it because of this.

"Is the Forest of Disillusion..." Li Changsheng stood outside the forest, looking at the hazy fog inside, feeling a little excited.

People are always curious about the unknown and mystery, and want to find out, Li Changsheng is no exception.

Luo Qingyao felt the vague sense of crisis coming from inside and frowned.

The Forest of Disillusion, she has been here in her previous life.

Even with her peak cultivation level at the Emperor, she could only last half a stick of incense!

This thing is like poison. Even if it is free from the fog in time, the spirit will feel dazed for a long time and always have some hallucinations of something that seems to be there or not.

Although he had already planned to enter, Li Changsheng still cautiously transmitted to the ancient demon:

【Master Demon Lord, what's going on in this forest?】

[What are you afraid of with me? It’s just fog, just enter if you want to!]

Li Changsheng knew that the old demon didn't know anything when he heard this. He had praised him before and knew everything he said.

He simply stopped asking more questions, walked closer and stretched out his finger and gently touched the light gray fog.

The moment the gray mist stained his fingers, a sense of dizziness surged from his soul.

Li Changsheng's eyes froze.

This fog seems to...

Pan Bin also walked up to him at this time, imitating Li Changsheng's appearance, stretched out his hand to touch the fog.

However, he did not immediately retract his hand, but carefully felt a few breaths before he said solemnly:

"This is an attack completely against the soul."

"Even my celestial immortal's cultivation level cannot be stuck for a long time."

"I haven't seen it, what is this?"

"It's the power of medicine." Li Changsheng responded slowly, with a positive tone.

"Medicine power?" Luo Qingyao and Pan Bin were both surprised.

The medicinal power can indeed form mist, but it is unlikely that this kind of thing that lasts for a long time.

Unless there are people refining medicines inside!

Moreover, Pan Bin also found that the gray fog was not a physical substance, it was similar to a spiritual energy, so it had such power.

Li Changsheng said seriously: "It's not wrong."

Because of his alchemy, he is very sensitive to pharmacology. To put it too much, it may be difficult for ordinary alchemists to distinguish, but he can!

"What should I do? Are you still in?" Pan Bin asked.

Li Changsheng smiled and said, "Of course we're in!"

"But we're not in."

Just as the two of them were confused, a tall puppet standing behind everyone slowly walked forward.

It is the palm print puppet with the peak combat power of the true immortal in the Medicine King Pavilion!

"The puppet has no soul, so it can be immune to the strange ability of this mist, and it is powerful."

"It's the most appropriate to let them in."

Pan Bin also nodded and exclaimed. This kid's luck is really not that strong.

However, the cultivation level of a great saint is not right. When he was a saint before, he could get such an opportunity, and he would not be able to go to heaven in the future?

Then, Li Changsheng stretched out his hand and waved it.

The reduced version of the Medicine King Pavilion, which was refined into a magic weapon, appeared in front of everyone.

"Swish!"

Immediately afterwards, the light flashed.

A large number of light spots flew out from it and turned into figures of copper-armored puppets in the air.

A total of 1,600.

"Go." As soon as Li Changsheng finished speaking, the puppets rushed into the forest of disillusionment.

Including the palm print puppet.

He was like an emperor, driving his soldiers under his command wantonly.

The scene looks very grand.

As for the remaining golden armor and silver armor puppets Li Changsheng felt that they could not use it, so he didn't move.

After the puppets entered the forest, Li Changsheng sat cross-legged and closed his eyes.

The puppet's vision is shared with him, so he can clearly observe everything inside.

However, such a number of puppets consumed Li Changsheng's energy and spirit very much and could not afford it.

He mainly observes the movements of the palm print puppet.

If other copper-armored puppets encounter special circumstances, they can sense them instantly and can switch perspectives at will.

As the palm print puppet deepened, the light gray fog became richer and richer, and everything around it was strangely covered with a layer of gray, as if it was affected by the fog.

A stick of incense has passed.

From the moment the puppets advanced to the present, there were all vegetation except the gray fog, and nothing was found, just like it was just a simple empty forest.

Suddenly, one of the puppets sent a signal, and Li Changsheng immediately switched his perspective.

I saw a thick vine whip reflected in my sight!

The bronze armored puppet immediately pulled out the long sword from his waist.

Swish!

Tengman responded to the sound and broke!

At the break of Tengman, a large amount of gray liquid flowed out like blood.

It made a sizzling sound when it landed on the ground, melting the land into a pit.

However, the armor effect on the copper armor puppet is limited.

Li Changsheng's brows also frowned slightly.

Plants are not without sperm, they are just extremely rare.

But there is something weird in this forest.

These mists can erode the soul, which means that there will be no thoughtful creatures.

This is also the reason why he has not found any trace of a monster yet. After all, even if there are monsters, they will probably die long ago.

Could it be that these vegetation is like he controls puppets, and something is controlled by it?

With this idea in mind, Li Changsheng manipulated the palm print puppet and accelerated toward the depths of the Disillusionment Forest!

If so, it must be in the deepest part!

The fog became thicker and thicker, even to the point where it was impossible to see anything two meters away.

Li Changsheng had no choice. The palm print puppet does not have a soul, so naturally there will be no divine thoughts.

You can only observe by your eyes.

Whoosh-

The sound of breaking through the air came, and a huge vine man suddenly appeared from the fog, sucking towards the palm print puppet!
Chapter completed!