Feng Yehan took a few steps back and covered his chest, frowning with a painful expression.
It looked like he had been attacked, suffered severe internal injuries and was vomiting blood.
But the problem is, Feng Yanhan's face and breath are very normal, his body does not produce any spiritual energy fluctuations, nothing happens to him, and he couldn't be better.
The other spirits around Feng Yehan behaved similarly.
Although no one was attacking them, they acted as if they were beaten to the ground and seriously injured.
They thought they were about to die, so they took out the sound-transmitting jade talisman and began to leave their last words.
Some even fainted and fell to the ground, thinking they were dead.
When the elite guards of the Spiritual Palace and the high priest saw this, their eyes turned red with excitement.
They cut off the top of what they thought was Feng Yehan's rockery. When they saw the corpses and blood on the ground, they laughed crazily and began to go deeper into the Wind Clan.
"Hey, you're not dead at all. Get up."
Jun Mohuang walked up to these people and slapped their faces with his hands.
These people, including Feng Yehan, had no reaction.
Jun Mohuang's eyes narrowed slightly and he immediately understood that this was an illusion.
Someone weaved an illusion here and deceived everyone except her.
The guards of the Spiritual Palace thought they had killed someone, but in fact they had not. They were just making ineffective attacks on rockeries, flowers, plants and trees.
The Eldar of the Wind Clan and other tribes thought they were dead, but in fact they just fainted.
Jun Mohuang failed to wake up these people, including Feng Yehan, and they all fell into the illusion without knowing it.
Weaving illusions is even rarer than knowing space skills.
At that time, the Feng clan royal family of Huanyun Kingdom, that is, Feng Yunqi's father, brothers and sisters, all had the blood of Huanyun Beast in their bodies, but none of them could weave illusions or even have the ability to do so.
This shows how difficult it is to compile a fantasy.
There are only a handful of people in this life who have the ability to make everyone fall into an illusion and successfully deceive everyone except her.
Jun Mohuang is not sure if it is Di Lingtian, and she cannot yet tell whether this illusion is friendly to her.
Spreading her two-color black phoenix wings, she wanted to fly away from the Wind Clan, but was blocked by an invisible barrier.
Jun Mohuang tried every method available to her, but to no avail.
Obviously, the person who weaved the illusion did not want her to discover who she was.
"Your Majesty the Queen, we strongly urge you to come out and watch the fun!"
In the Huangyu space, the dragons knew that Jun Mohuang had encountered an illusion that trapped fifty Yuan Sheng realm experts in it, and they clamored to come out to watch the fun.
Illusions are rare, let alone one of this high quality. You must not miss it when passing by.
When you come out, you can protect Jun Mohuang, so why not do it.
"Strong demands are invalid."
Jun Mohuang dismissed it directly, leaving Feng Yehan and others behind to keep up with the elite guards of the Spirit Palace.
Along the way, the elite guards of the Spiritual Palace attacked a bunch of rockeries, flowers, plants and trees.
The people of the Feng tribe panicked and covered their hearts in pain, looking like they were being killed.
Exactly the same as what happened before.
"Everyone, we are about to attack the core area of the Wind Clan, and we will definitely capture those women!"
The high priest's old eyes revealed an extremely fanatical light.
As long as they catch those women and threaten their unborn children, they will have to hand over Jun Mohuang.
The elite guards of the Spiritual Palace were so fast that no additional orders from the high priest were needed.
The high priest tried his best to keep up with the pace of these elite guards, so as not to be left too far behind.
(End of chapter)