Chapter 4977?

But even if his angry voice resounded, he was swallowed up by the roar of the waves like Hong Zhong Da Lu!

"Boom!"

Among the hundreds of millions of feet of dust, the Tianmen Sea Curtain smashed down.

The next moment, the expected terrible scene did not appear.

The moment the Tianmen Sea Curtain, which was more than 100 million zhang tall, smashed down, it was wiped out.

Everything was like a mirage, like a dream, as if nothing had happened.

Only the mist swept up by the dusty waves spewed out, filled with a dead and desolate atmosphere.

Jian Wushuang put down the palm blocking his eyes, and then looked forward.

The sea is calm and dead, and there is no terrifying scene from before.

"Damn, it's actually an illusion?!" Yan Hui said in a deep voice, his eyes cold.

Jiang Li also had a solemn expression on his face, and the two Sword Immortals were also bewitched by this illusion.

Jian Wushuang then withdrew his gaze and hurriedly looked towards the middle of the boat.

But apart from the three of them, there was no other figure in the boat.

The sloppy old Daojiang procession disappeared without a trace, not even a trace, as if it had never appeared.

"Damn old thing, he really caused this illusion!" Yan Hui said resentfully, "I already noticed that something was wrong with him."

Jian Wushuang was puzzled, "But why did he do this? Willing to take the risk of being suspected?"

Jiang Li seemed to have remembered something, and his expression changed slightly when he looked at him, "Look and see if there is anything missing from you?!"

Jian Wushuang was stunned when he heard the words, and then subconsciously touched his waist.

Not only is the Boyang bottle still there, but also the golden jade ring and other treasures, all of which lie quietly in his arms.

"Everything is still there, what kind of abacus is this guy playing?" Jian Wushuang murmured in a low voice, suddenly he remembered something, and hurriedly touched his arms again.

After a while,

He shook his head with a wry smile, "The luck fruit is gone, I think it was taken away by that old boy."

"What, what? The Qi Luck Dao Fruit was stolen?!" Yan Hui's eyes widened, "I want the life of this old man!"

Jian Wushuang stopped him, "This guy's whereabouts are strange, and obviously he has been eyeing the Qi Luck Dao Fruit on me before, so he set up such a huge fantasy to lure us into the bait."

"If we go after him next, in case we are confused by the illusion again, it will be a big loss because of a small loss. If a mere luck fruit is gone, I have other options."

Yan Hui gritted his teeth secretly, "Even if I say so, but being put together by this old thing is really detrimental to the majesty of this sword fairy, if I want to find him, I will definitely smash him to ashes!"

He said, punching again on the side of the real treasure ship.

With a "chill" sound, the hull ripped apart.

"Damn, this boat is actually made of paper?!"

Some embarrassed and left the paper boat, Yan Hui almost turned the whole sea area upside down in embarrassment and caught the sloppy old man.

And Jian Wushuang, who was cast by this sloppy old Taoist with illusion, was also extremely depressed, and a Qi Luck Dao Fruit was stolen, which was also a big loss.

All that happened, in the final analysis, he was too gullible to Dayan Immortal in this boundless sea.

In any case, Jiang Yue taught him a lesson.

After concentrating their minds, the three of them also swept forward again.

Not long after, the Heavenly Land plane, which was also constructed from the bones of Yanxian, appeared.

This Celestial Land Plane is much smaller than the Celestial Land we have seen before, but when it is different from other barren Celestial Land Planes, there are fairy trees growing on the land here.

The dense forest of fairy trees exudes an eerie calm atmosphere.

"How about it, do you want to go in and have a look?" Yan Hui asked.

Jian Wushuang nodded without any hesitation, "There are not many land planes in this borderless sea, and my friends are very likely to be here."

Jiang Liyan nodded at the same time, and then took the lead to come to this Fangtianlu plane.

"Wow—"

The crisp cry resounded from the forest of fairy trees in an instant, and then a fairy bird with wings spread out of the jungle, opened its huge beak, and swallowed Jian Wushuang.

The result can be imagined, the huge bird head is almost about to be torn in half by Yan.

"Have you ever seen a rank nine Dayan immortal who was born with red-gold eyes and nine colored feathers in the tips of his hair?"

Jian Wushuang lay in front of the dying fairy bird and asked carefully.

But what he got was a terrified shaking of his head.

"Let's go, keep going and have a look, maybe you can find some clues." He said helplessly.

Then, in the next time, this Fangtianlu plane was almost turned upside down.

All the Dayan Immortals who were hit, as well as all kinds of immortal birds and beasts were beaten violently, and then they were questioned before letting them go.

In such a back and forth, Jian Wushuang and the others not only did not have any intention of getting tired, but they were not tired of it.

It was not until a magnificent and magnificent Huamang shrouded the entire sky and land that they reluctantly stopped.

Immediately afterwards, a voice of uncontrollable anger resounded in all directions.

"Enough, stop for this seat!! This seat has endured you for a long time, and I hurt my seat again and again. Do you really think this seat is made of mud?!"

As the voice full of resentment fell, the huge and dense fairy trees were suddenly swayed away, and then a figure with wings on its back came.

Behind this figure, there are dozens of figures, each of which exudes a terrifying power fluctuation.

They are all Dayan Immortals!

And the figure with huge wings on its back is a woman with a pretty and delicate face.

Looking at each other, Jian Wushuang and Yan Hui both looked at other places with embarrassment.

There is no other reason, it is really because the woman's figure is too strong, and only the important parts are covered by feathers, and the beautiful figure is enough to be seen.

Jiang Li snorted coldly, then looked directly at her, "Get out of the way."

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then said angrily, "You actually let me out of the way? Do you know who pioneered this field? This seat is the supreme ruler of this place. Don't tell me if you hurt me, how dare you speak out now? Is it impossible to find death?"

Jiang Li's face turned cold, and he held the hilt of the sword in his palm to prepare for a thunderous strike.

Yan Hui hurriedly stopped when he saw this, then looked at Jian Wushuang and said, "Teacher, ask quickly."

Jian Wushuang understood, and immediately asked, "No offense, we came here just to find a friend. Have you ever seen a Dayan immortal who was born with red-gold eyes and nine colored feathers in his hair?"

"Why should I tell you?" The woman with the wings said coldly, "It's you, you have to give me an explanation first, otherwise I will never be good!"