Chapter 3271

"Thousands of illusions, thousands of illusions, could it be..."

Looking at the statue in front of him, Mo Qingyun thought a lot, and suddenly found an important point.

Could it be that the Thousand Illusions Clan in the Wild Continent was formed by the Thousand Illusions Deity?

"Is there any connection between Qianhuan God Venerable and Linglong?"

With strong puzzlement in his heart, Mo Qingyun kept walking towards the inside of the mansion without stopping.

Seeing Mo Qingyun walking forward, Kong Xuanyue was also surprised and puzzled, and quickly followed behind Mo Qingyun.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that the Thousand Illusion God Venerable would be related to Qian Linglong.

The mansion is still empty, except for some flowers and plants, there is basically nothing else.

When the two of Mo Qingyun were advancing, an ordinary willow tree suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura.

"Be careful!"

Sensing the breath of the willow tree, Kong Xuanyue's pretty face trembled, and she quickly reminded Mo Qingyun.

At the same time, with a movement of her figure, she came to Mo Qingyun.

Seeing such a scene, Mo Qingyun's expression was slightly startled, and he immediately summoned the ghost and god Yang Guolong.

It's just that as soon as the ghost god Yang Guolong appeared, a terrifying aura erupted from the mansion.

When this aura broke out, the hearts of Mo Qingyun and the two trembled, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

This momentum is too strong, it has already surpassed the level of a god emperor.

"Is this the aura of the Thousand Illusory God Venerable?"

Sensing a powerful aura, Mo Qingyun immediately guessed the source of this aura.

Knowing that the aura came from the Thousand Illusion God Venerable, Mo Qingyun immediately put away the ghost god Yang Guolong without any hesitation.

He had a vague feeling that the reason for triggering the aura of the Thousand Illusory God was that he summoned the ghost god Yang Guolong.

really.

Just as Mo Qingyun guessed, he put away the ghost god Yang Guolong, and the terrifying momentum began to weaken.

Seeing such a situation, Mo Qingyun was afraid for a while, and let go of his hanging heart a little.

An extremely strong man at the level of a god, even if it is a touch of momentum, he is not something he can compete with.

Fortunately, the terrifying aura just now was not aimed at him at all.

"The aura just now seems to belong to the Thousand Illusion God Venerable. Is she still alive?"

As the aura slowly subsided, Kong Xuanyue's pressure was greatly reduced, so she asked curiously.

Mo Qingyun didn't answer Kong Xuanyue's question, but shook his head and said: "It should have fallen, the aura fluctuation just now may be from a touch of obsession."

Hearing Mo Qingyun's answer, Kong Xuanyue felt sad, and a look of loneliness appeared on her face.

Regarding Kong Xuanyue's reaction, Mo Qingyun did not comfort her, and continued to walk into the mansion.

Not long after, the two of Mo Qingyun came to a separate courtyard and saw a stalwart black figure.

This is a middle-aged man in black, with a majestic expression on his face, without any fluctuations in his breath.

But even so, both Mo Qingyun and Mo Qingyun felt great pressure when they approached him.

"This pressure..."

Feeling the pressure of heart palpitations from the middle-aged man in black, Mo Qingyun immediately widened his eyes.

The faint aura on this middle-aged man in black was very close to that of Chu Jiangxiao.

Not only that, but his breath is more restrained than Chu Jiangxiao's, which shows that his strength is higher than Chu Jiangxiao's.

His strength was higher than that of Chu Jiangxiao during his lifetime, so he was a strong man at the level of a god.

"God Venerable Powerful!"

Inferring the strength of the middle-aged man in black, Mo Qingyun also clearly knew his identity.

If there is no accident, the black moon middle-aged man outside the courtyard should be the god of ghosts.

"Ghost God Venerable!"

Recognizing the identity of the middle-aged, Mo Qingyun's expression was tense, and his heart could not be calm for a long time.

Hearing Mo Qingyun's words, Kong Xuanyue froze immediately, her beautiful eyes widened and her mouth opened wide.

She would never have imagined that the middle-aged man in black in front of her was actually the legendary ghost god.

More importantly, the mighty Ghost Gate Deity fell here.

Looking at the actions of the ghost gate god, and then looking at the small courtyard behind him, Mo Qingyun frowned slightly, and said: "From the actions of the ghost gate god, it is clear that he wants to protect this courtyard."

"In this way, someone should have invaded this place back then, and had a fierce battle with the ghost gate god here."

"It's just that battle, did you win or lose?"

Mo Qingyun shook his head and discarded the distracting thoughts in his mind.

This is too far away from him.

Focusing on the ghost god, Mo Qingyun narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking quickly in his mind, and thought: "If the corpse of a strong god is refined into a ghost, the combat power should be very terrifying. "

When Mo Qingyun thought about it, he was eager to take the corpse of the ghost gate god away.

Immediately, he approached the ghost gate god, trying to beat his corpse away.

Immediately, Mo Qingyun unleashed his divine power, preparing to move the corpse of the ghost gate god.

boom!

As soon as the divine power released by Mo Qingyun touched the body of the Ghost Gate God Venerable, he was met with a terrifying counter-shock force.

Under this counter-shock force, Mo Qingyun flew upside down, and his blood surged with a shock.

Seeing Mo Qingyun's situation, Kong Xuanyue's pretty face was startled, and immediately flew towards him, saying: "Are you crazy? You even moved the corpse of a strong god, is your injury serious?"

"I can't die!"

Mo Qingyun smiled bitterly.

This is because he was greedy. How could the corpse of a godly and powerful man be so easy to touch.

The previous ancestor of the soul-calling clan, the corpse of a quasi-god emperor, almost made him stumble.

Not to mention, the corpse of a powerful god.

bang bang bang...

At this moment, when Mo Qingyun and Mo Qingyun were talking, a loud noise came out.

At the same time, the aura on the corpse of the Ghost Gate God Venerable began to become stronger and stronger.

Under the impact of this momentum, Mo Qingyun and the two quickly backed away, their eyes filled with shock.

They could see that the condition of the corpse of the ghost gate god was caused by an obsession.

With just a touch of obsession, it is really terrifying to have such an aura.

When Mo Qingyun and the two were startled, a huge image projection appeared in front of their eyes.

In that projection, a majestic middle-aged man in black controls many ghosts and gods, fighting with a group of people in blood armor.

That kind of scene was earth-shattering, the battle was shattered, as if the end of the world.

"Ghost Gate, your strength is not weak, but you still can't stop us, hand over Qianhuan..."

A cold, domineering voice appeared, as if it was an imperial decree from the nine heavens, and it was impossible to refuse.

Hearing this icy voice, the ghost gate god sneered coldly, and said: "Jun Wuyou, even if my ghost gate is dead, I will never let you hurt Qian Huan in the slightest."

"He has backbone, but unfortunately his strength is not enough."

After getting the answer from the ghost god, a giant golden palm pierced through the endless ancient starry sky.

Soon, the giant golden palm reached the top of the Ghost Gate God Venerable, and domineeringly moved towards the seal.

At this time, the picture disappeared and everything returned to calm.

Although the picture disappeared, it was difficult for Mo Qingyun and the two to decipher it for a long time.

All this is too shocking!