What is this? Everyone was confused and did not dare to take action easily. After all, they still had to escape. Every time they took action, they would lose one more part of their holy energy and at the same time they would have fewer chances to survive.

Their doubts did not last long, and after a moment, the answer came before them.

"Ka, Ka, Ka, Ka..." The illusion array broke through one after another. A long green silk floated in the sky, like a flowing cloud, sprinkling thousands of raindrops.

Duan Qingyun's angry face also appeared in his sight again.

Natal artifact! Gu Tonghua and others were shocked. The aura contained in this long green silk is so similar to the Haochen Heavenly Seal of the Lord Haochen, the Chengyun Demon Suppression Whip of the Lord Chengyun, and the Luocang Seven-Star Flag of Changsun Luocang. It is probably Duan Qingyun's natal artifact!

They were not wrong. This green long silk is named Qingyun Huankong Ling, which is Duan Qingyun's natal artifact - a powerful artifact that can detect illusion and open the illusion array!

"Escape, I think where else can you escape?" Duan Qingyun stared at Gu Fenghua and others, and shouted in anger.

After becoming famous for tens of thousands of years, he was admired by all the people in Wuji Shengtian, and even regarded as a legend by many people. On weekdays, even strong men like Changsun Luocang who were both kings would give in to him. However, since he met Gu Fenghua, he was defeated repeatedly. This time, he was coaxed by Weng Yuanming and others, and almost succeeded by them.

In a sense, they had actually succeeded. At this time, Duan Qingyun's right sleeve was broken halfway, revealing his shriveled arms. The holy robe on his body was blown to pieces by Jian Jian's violent thorns. The position of his chest was even broken by Hei Yao punched and punched a big hole. The breeze blew by, blowing his clothes, vaguely revealing the delicate ribs on both sides.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present, otherwise those who recognized him would know that he was Duan Qingyun and Duan Juntu. Those who did not recognize him thought he was the old beggar who came out from somewhere.

Since that disaster in the world-destruction disaster, Duan Qingyun has never suffered such a great loss. How could he not be angry? How could he not hate him? Not only did he hate Gu Fenghua, but he also hated the three brothers Weng Yuanming to death.

Before he finished speaking, Duan Qingyun had already jumped up and rushed towards Gu Fenghua and others like an eagle pounced on the chicken.

His face looked a little pale, no wonder. Although Qingyun Huan Kong Ling itself is a magic weapon, it is not so easy to break through the illusion array of Chengyun Valley one after another, and it requires a lot of holy energy. What's more, he was caught off guard by Weng Yuanming and others before, and then he had to resist the joint sword of Gu Fenghua, Ye Yunji and others, and also resist the desperate siege of the three naughty children. It was not as easy as it seemed, and the holy energy was even more severely damaged.

He even felt a little nervous when he was in mid-air, but he hated Gu Fenghua and others in his heart, especially the three Weng Yuanming brothers, who could not care so much.

With his cultivation level, not to mention that he only consumed some holy energy, even if his cultivation level declined by one level, he had absolute confidence to kill the other party in one fell swoop!

At this time, Duan Qingyun forgot that he was so confident every time, but the ending always made him so disappointed and even ashamed.
Chapter completed!