The strange atmosphere spread along with the sudden reminder of Shenbu, like a basin of cold and cold water from the cold winter month pouring from head to the soles of her feet, causing Feng Jueyu to inexplicably fight a cold war.

He was already suspicious just now, because under his eyes, the altar tower in Shenjing City did not look high, and he could reach the top of the altar just by walking a cup of tea, but they had been walking on the steps for almost an hour and had not reached the end.

And now, Juexin has disappeared for no reason, and he was still behind him just now.

"You said Juexin, why did he disappear?"

"You ask me, who will I ask?"

Shen Bu replied with a serious expression, and the hand that was on Feng Jueyu's shoulder put a little effort into stepping up from the steps one level lower than him, and then stood shoulder to shoulder with him.

"Juexin is gone, haven't you noticed it?"

Feng Jueyu confirmed again that there was no new shadow behind him, which made his hair stand up.

At the same time, Shenbu has used unfathomableness to browse himself since his appearance. He and Juexin walked behind him side by side. The distance between the three people was only one or two positions. Usually, they could be touched without stretching their arms. Juexin suddenly disappeared, and the old man didn't notice it at all. Isn't it a bit unreasonable?

"Do you doubt me?"

Shenbu heard Feng Jueyu’s distrust of him, but he did not feel displeased at all.

"Jexin is so close to you, he is gone, you don't notice it, can't argue?"

Feng Jueyu squinted his eyes.

Since he entered the road, he felt that there was something strange.

Now walking in this ancestral land of the Taoist sect before the legendary era made him feel that things were not simple, which made him unable to take up a 120-year-old spirit to deal with everything happening around him.

Shenbu's eyes were as solemn as Feng Jueyu, and he said calmly: "Indeed, you have reasons to doubt me, but unfortunately, the little monk disappeared not because of me, but because of this place called "Cunfuque"!"

"Chaos Floating Que?"

Feng Jueyu was stunned. This was a brand new word that had never been heard of before.

"Don't worry, I'll explain it to you. Let's get closer, it's better to hold hands."

Holding hands with an old antique who has lived for countless billions of years?

Feng Jueyu felt chill in his heart.

However, looking at the steps of the strange altar tower everywhere, he did not dare to ignore Shenbu's words carelessly, so the two of them clasped their hands together.

"Speak clearly, what is Chaos Floating Que?"

Shenbuhui: "You can understand it as a chaotic space or plane with chaos. Chaos means chaos as the original meaning of chaos, and floating quill is illusory. In short, Chaos is one of some situations formed after the chaos of the rules of the chaotic space."

As he said that, he looked at the thick black fog around him: "I don't know if you have calculated it. How long have we been here? I guess it's been about an hour."

Feng Jueyu nodded without hesitation. He was keen on the spiritual mind during his practice. He had long noticed something was wrong. The altar tower was not big, so why did he have to walk for so long?

"The altar in Shenjing City is not that big, and it takes less than an hour, and this also means that we have already left the altar and come to a brand new realm."

"A brand new field? Are you referring to Chaos Floating Que?"

"right."

Shen Bu's expression was extremely solemn: "To put it bluntly, Chaos Fuqu is a piece of chaotic and chaotic peripheral space. It is often located between two actual peripheral spaces and is regarded as a channel for the two real worlds by the world."

Feng Jueyu was shocked and remembered the huge broken mirror at the foot of the altar, and said, "If you are really saying it, will the formation of Chaos Floating Que be due to the divine mirror in the Disillusionment God Palace?"

"It is rumored that there are two cities of Fantasy Truth in the Palace of Disillusion. Before the natural disaster in the Legendary Era, the masters of the Palace of Disillusion hoped to use the divine mirror to go to the secret realm of the Illusion to avoid disasters? So what is wrong in the middle, such as the damage to the divine mirror, which accidentally caused this situation?"

"You're very smart."

Shen Bu exclaimed after hearing this, "I think so too, and this possibility is very high."

Feng Jueyu ignored Shenbu's praise and asked, "What's going on in Chaos Fuque? Why did Juexin disappear again?"

As he was talking, Feng Jueyu suddenly felt a erratic sound coming from around him.

"My fellow Taoist, where is this?"

"who?"

Feng Jueyu was stunned, thinking that a master from some plane had accidentally walked to him and asked for directions.

The sound came from the left, very close, and at most a few steps away.

He instinctively turned his head to look.

But at this moment, Shenbu stopped leaving, pulled his hand hard, and reminded him very seriously: "Don't respond to him, don't look."

"What's the meaning?"

Feng Jueyu suddenly stiffened, as if there was a contradiction in consciousness.

"Don't respond, don't!"

The voice of Shenbu came, which made Feng Jueyu stand still subconsciously and stop his twisting neck.

Immediately afterwards, the voice said urgently: "Fellow Taoist, do you see me?"

"Did you hear it?" Feng Jue Feather was creepy.

Because all this came so abrupt that he didn't even have time to react.

"I heard it, this sound is dangerous."

"Danger."

"Fellow Taoist..." The voice was approaching again.

Then he felt as if someone poked his arm with his finger.

And this made him feel like he was electrocuted in an instant, and his neck turned in the direction where the sound came.

"Don't look!"

At the same time, a loud shout came from his right ear.

It's divine.

Feng Jueyu felt his palm being clenched hard, and he wanted to turn his head around, but it was too late.

In the gray and hazy fog, a figure in a dark Taoist robe stood beside him. The Taoist robe has been a bit old and looks very worn. There are several holes in the front chest, hem and sleeves.

But most importantly, he saw the figure's face.

It was a face that was creepy and full of mystery.

It has no facial features, and the outline of the whole person can be seen very clearly, but the brain is a cloud of dark fog, which is still shaking with the wind, just like thick smoke formed after the flames burned under the dark night.

But what made him feel scared was that the shaking smoke on his head was twisted from time to time, and his distorted facial features appeared, which later deformed again.

It looks particularly scary.

"Kill him!"

Just when Feng Jueyu was stunned, Shenbu sent a voice to shout in time.

Before Feng Jueyu could react, the figure rushed towards him first: "Give me my body back, this is mine."

Swish!

The strong wind blew everywhere, and the strong energy flew. The figure was outside Feng Jueyu's body less than three steps away, and he reached into his palm.

The powerful divine power fluctuated and exploded, like a calm lake being thrown from a huge rock, with ripples and turbulence, and the strong wind blew, full of divine power, and with an extremely strong evil smell, he grabbed Feng Jueyu's face with one palm.

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"Yeah, what the hell."

Feng Jueyu's expression suddenly changed, and he didn't need Shen Bula to pull the help. His right hand hidden in his sleeve suddenly formed a sword technique and raised his finger to his side.

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With a tearing sound, the palm was easily torn apart by the sword's edge, and its strength was sharp, directly shattering the figure's entire arm.

One of the few bloods permeated with a pungent decay smell, splashing Feng Jueyu's face, but it didn't feel hot and was very evil.

Feng Jueyu didn't care much about it. He raised his right leg and kicked the figure away from his side, but he didn't have a clear sense of force, as if he kicked the smoke and kicked it in vain.

However, the figure flew backwards under this kick.

"What?"

Feng Jueyu rushed forward, wanting to see what was going on.

Unexpectedly, Shenbu pulled him back with force: "Don't chase, go quickly."

As he spoke, Shenbu ran up the steps, spread his feet and ran very fast, like a refugee fleeing famine.

"What's going on? What exactly is it?"

When Feng Jueyu saw the state of Shenbu, he knew that he had encountered trouble and could not wait to ask.

"God of resentment!"

Shen Bu replied without looking back: "To be precise, it is a dead person whose body is occupied by the resentful god. In a certain field, this dead person whose body is occupied by the resentful god is called the Chaos Demon Spirit."

"Chaos Demon Spirit?"
To be continued...