Entrance to the Underworld Palace
There are many branches of werewolves in the dark world of the West.
However, there is only one werewolf king, and even in the dark world, the wolf king is still a strong man standing at the top of the pyramid.
That golden hair is the most obvious sign of the wolf king!
Zhao Rui raised his vigilance in his heart. Before the transformation, Piluka was already so powerful. After the transformation, his strength must have increased dramatically!
He kept his eyes on Piluka, ready for his next attack.
At this moment, he suddenly discovered that the space next to the wolf king fluctuated slightly, as if a stone had been thrown into the water.
Although the fluctuation is very short, it will disappear soon.
But Zhao Rui still saw very clearly that there was indeed a space vibration!
How is this going? Why is there such a phenomenon
Caslatu didn't make a move just now, releasing the black hole.
Deep doubts arose in Zhao Rui's heart again.
However, the wolf king Piluka didn't give Zhao Rui more time to think.
With a roar, he rushed towards Zhao Rui again.
With a sound of "Huh", the Wolf King's figure like a hill swiftly drew a faint golden line in the air, and rushed to Zhao Rui's body in an instant, with huge wolf claws, towards the top of Zhao Rui's head, ruthlessly Caught it.
Zhao Rui hurriedly took out the Nine Heavens Thunder Spear from the Qiankun Ring, and with a shake of his arm, countless spear shadows appeared to block.
"Boom!" With a loud noise, Zhao Rui's sharp spear caught the wolf king's thick arm like a tree trunk, and resisted its blow.
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Rui quickly injected true energy into the Jiuxiao Thunder Gun.
A series of purple lightning bolts shot out from the gun immediately, crackling and bombarding the Wolf King's body, making him tremble all over.
"Hey, mad dog, don't be too impulsive. Impulsivity is the devil." Zhao Rui teased with a relaxed tone, picking up the corners of his mouth.
However, his heart is not as relaxed as it appears on the surface.
The power of the wolf king Piluka is enormous, far beyond ordinary people's imagination. Zhao Rui has never seen anyone whose body has such fierce power!
In addition, in addition to defending against Piluka, he also had to watch out for the sneak attacks of the other three people. It was a little difficult for him to be distracted.
"Oriental magic is really wonderful. Every time I see Eastern magic, I can't help but be fascinated by these spells."
Kasla stood aside, clapping his hands in admiration, as if he hadn't noticed the embarrassment of the wolf king Piluka, and Gilson and Ponto didn't seem to care about the battle between Zhao Rui and Piluka.
Zhao Rui couldn't help feeling strange that, as companions with common interests, the others were a little too indifferent.
Just as he was thinking like this, the space around him once again fluctuated like water patterns, and even the body of the wolf king Piluka was slightly distorted with the fluctuations in this space.
Although this space fluctuation was fleeting, it was still noticed by Zhao Rui.
The doubt in his heart became more intense.
How did this spatial fluctuation come about? And it happens again and again
How could the body of the wolf king Piluka distort with the fluctuation of space
With such a powerful strength, how could he be easily disturbed like a reflection in the water
Zhao Rui suddenly had a strong sense of unreality for the scene in front of him.
"Piruka, kill this oriental man. Although I am very interested in him, it is a pity that he is our enemy!" Kasratu said softly, his tone full of regret.
Zhao Rui glanced at Caslatu, knowing that the most severe attack was about to begin.
When he saw Castura's eyes, his figure suddenly paused.
He found that the black streamer in Castura's eyes seemed to have a mysterious and fantastic color.
Zhao Rui's mind suddenly lit up, and he suddenly understood where did that strong sense of unreality come from.
Because everything in front of you is an illusion! None of them are real!
It's the work of a kind of spiritual magic!
He once heard that there is a kind of spiritual magic that can directly attack the opponent's spirit, causing the opponent to hallucinate, and finally die in the hallucination!
And the most important sign of a spiritual magician is their eyes, which produce a strange streamer!
It's just that spiritual magic requires extremely high talent, is extremely difficult to practice, and is extremely dangerous. Once the spellcasting fails, it will be backlashed.
At that time, the caster will be insane at least, or killed immediately at worst!
Therefore, there are few spiritual magicians in the entire western world.
However, by coincidence, he unexpectedly met a top-notch spiritual magician!
After figuring this out, Zhao Rui's heart gradually settled down.
He no longer paid attention to the wolf king Piluka, but directly locked his eyes on Kaslatu.
Kaslatu, who had been smiling all the time, also realized that something was wrong.
He couldn't laugh anymore at this time, and there was even a flustered look on his face.
This confirmed Zhao Rui's thoughts even more.
But, trapped in the situation, but how to break the situation
Zhao Rui didn't know much about spiritual magic, he only knew that in order to get rid of this illusion, he had to disturb the spirit of the caster.
He remembered that in the cultivation world, some eminent monks could recite powerful mantras to subdue demons.
And those mantras have a strong suppressive effect on the spirit!
Even demons and ghosts, under the mantra, can only be caught without a fight.
Although Zhao Rui didn't know how to use the mantra, he was willing to give it a try.
He had been dealing with the phantom of the wolf king Piluka with three points of his strength, leaving seven points of his strength to prevent other people's attacks.
Now, he did not hold back, mobilized all the true energy in his dantian, and then raised his head violently.
Powerful true energy rises from Zhao Rui's dantian, passes through his chest, his throat, and rushes out from his mouth!
"Roar!"
A deafening roar erupted from Zhao Rui's mouth, making people feel in a trance.
The sound vibrated the nearby air, and a powerful shock wave spread rapidly around Zhao Rui as the center, until it spread to an endless distance.
The surrounding space immediately looked like a mirror hit by a hammer. With a bang, it shattered into countless fragments, which fell one after another and disappeared.
The surrounding scenery changed immediately, and the four Western cultivators disappeared in an instant.
The three Tianchongzi who were sucked away by the black hole stood by his side,
His Asdur magic ball was still suspended in front of him, and it was not sucked away by the black hole.
Zhao Rui was overjoyed, and quickly took back the Asduo magic ball and put it into the Qiankun ring.
In the illusion just now, losing this treasure made his heart ache. Now that Astor's magic ball is safe and sound, he is naturally very happy.
At this time, the three of Tian Chongzi finally woke up, but their expressions were still very dazed.
"What happened just now? Why do I seem to be entangled by hundreds of beautiful snakes, I can't move, I can't get out at all!" Lei Dong asked in surprise.
"I fell into the sea of wine just now and almost drowned." Tian Chongzi touched his head with a look of confusion.
Han Chengfeng said in a deep voice, "We should have fallen into an illusion just now."
Zhao Rui said: "That's right! We were attacked by Kaslatu's spiritual magic just now, and unconsciously, we fell into hallucinations, which is difficult to extricate ourselves from. However, the problem has been solved now."
The expressions of Tian Chongzi and Leidong were angry and ashamed, especially Tian Chongzi, he thought just now that this cultivator who called himself Mingling belonged to the same breed as the four western invaders.
However, if Zhao Rui hadn't made a move just now, they might still be controlled by spiritual magic and couldn't get rid of it.
"By the way, where did those four Western practitioners go?" Han Chengfeng asked in a deep voice as if he had remembered something.
"There's one!" Lei Dong pointed at a huge rock not far away and shouted loudly.
Caslatu, the spiritual magician, was lying there, his hands and feet twitching non-stop, blood gurgling out of his five sense organs.
Zhao Rui's violent roar just now broke Caslatu's magic, causing him to suffer a strong backlash from the magic, and was severely injured!
Cass vomited and tried to open his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but couldn't utter a word.
He just stared at Zhao Rui resentfully, his eyes gradually dimmed, and he died soon.
"One died, and there were three more, where did they go?" Tian Chongzi turned his head and looked around, opening his mouth and shouting.
Han Chengfeng said solemnly: "I must have gone to the entrance of the Underworld Palace! That is the only goal of their trip!"
"Let's go!" After Han Chengfeng finished speaking, he rushed towards the depths of the misty valley with his two juniors.
Zhao Rui suspected that the fourth page of the Book of Conferred Gods was in the Underworld Palace, so naturally he would not miss this opportunity, so he hurriedly followed behind the three of them.
Flying a few kilometers along the valley, the four of them came to the deepest part of the valley.
A huge and mysterious ancient magic circle appeared in front of Zhao Rui's eyes.
Even though they were still far away, Zhao Rui still clearly felt the huge spiritual power emanating from this ancient magic circle.
In the center of the magic circle stood a giant stone turtle with a height of ten meters.
The stone turtle looks mighty and lifelike, and its body is engraved with various runes.
Thick white mist sprayed out from the mouth of the stone turtle, covering the sky above the valley.
A burst of gloomy cold wind also blew from the stone turtle's mouth, until it was cold to the bone.
This is the Mist Valley, the source of the mist, and the entrance to the Underworld Palace.
On the back of the stone turtle, three familiar figures were there, busy with something.
"The entrance to the Underworld Palace is on that stone turtle?" Zhao Rui asked Tian Chongzi.
"No." Tian Chongzi shook his head, pointed to the land covered by the magic circle under his feet, and replied, "In the Middle Ages, this was originally the entrance to the underground palace of the underworld, and the demons and ghosts in the underground palace continued to emerge from here. It is a disaster for the world. Later, in order to eradicate this scourge, a cultivator with profound cultivation used boundless magic power to forcibly seal the entrance of the Underworld Palace with a magic circle. And on the magic circle, placed A basalt to suppress evil spirits and demons.
These western practitioners, in order to go to the underground palace of the underworld to find ancient treasures, will inevitably break the seal. At that time, the evil spirits and monsters in the underground palace of the underworld will all rush out, and the world will be in chaos! "