Chapter 2888

Li Yundong and Ziyuan looked at each other, and an ominous idea came into their hearts. They hurried inside. Sure enough, they saw a clear line hanging on the wall, which was Su Dongpo's poem they had seen before.

Li Yundong frowned and whispered, "Damn it, I'm really trapped inside! Ziyuan, your cultivation is higher than me now. Fly up and have a look?"

Ziyuan nodded. Her body moved and disappeared in place. But it didn't take long for her to show her body again. As soon as she saw Li Yundong, she was a little surprised on her face, but even if she calmed down again, she shook her head and said, "no, it's a fog. She can't see anything."

Li Yundong asked, "are you flying far away?"

Ziyuan said, "no, I tried just now. I just flew in the direction of Tiannan city. At my speed, Penglai went out for a few minutes, but when I fell, I found that it still fell beside you."

Li Yundong took a breath of air-conditioning: "what a powerful illusion! Who is hurting us? Is it Yu Qing?"

Ziyuan turned and looked around. Rao was calm and calm in her daily life. At this time, she couldn't help feeling a little flustered. She whispered, "shouldn't it? However, this magic is really powerful! Could it be that Penglai fairyland is going to become Penglai desperate?"

Li Yundong looked around at the deep darkness of the night. He just felt that a pair of eyes were staring at him in the dark night. Rao was Li Yundong's high cultivation and wide knowledge. At this time, he couldn't help feeling a thrill. It seemed that an invisible hand was pressing towards him in the dark, overwhelming the world.

At this time, it was more than seven o'clock in the evening. Although it was already dark, Penglai Pavilion was shrouded in a dark yellow light, which was projected from the artificial light on the opposite cliff. The Penglai Pavilion with ancient city wall and cornices and arches was shrouded in this slightly cold light, looming, dark and clear, especially mysterious, secluded, dignified and vicissitudes.

Many tourists visiting Penglai Fairy Island did not choose to leave. Many people gathered in the distance of Penglai Pavilion and photographed such a scene full of historical massiness into their mobile phones or cameras.

But none of them knew that in the depths of this mysterious and pavilion, two top practitioners of the younger generation in the spiritual world were trapped in this ancient building complex. A powerful and unknown magic left them at a loss and helpless.

Li Yundong had previously made friends with Abe Youli, the great yin-yang master who was proficient in magic, and also experienced the power of magic.

The so-called magic, as the name suggests, is the art of illusion. As long as the will is firm and the cultivation is deep, you can not be confused by magic. This is the spirit platform to keep one, and all evil will not invade.

However, when magic reaches the top level, it can be fake and come true, which makes people trapped and difficult to get out of the shell.

Li Yundong took a deep breath in place. He looked around and pressed down a trace of impatience and ominous thoughts in his heart. He said in a deep voice: "Let's walk around and see if there's anything special around. Such a large magic can't be flawed. In my opinion, let's pick one direction and continue. If we find something wrong, change another direction."