"Can't you get in?" Wang Baole's body shook, his breathing condensed, and a thought arose in his mind.

"Xie Haiyang, this guy, can't he run away with the money!" Wang Baole suddenly became anxious and took out the voice transmission ring again to contact Xie Haiyang, but it was still fruitless. So he was upset and Wang Baole sat cross-legged, thinking about this matter.

"Xie Haiyang should not be the kind of person who cheats on the slim..." Wang Baole thought about it and sighed, opened the federal LAN of the voice transmission ring, and watched the federal monks inside talking about the warship. After a while, he shook his head and kept Xie Haiyang's affairs in his heart, closed his eyes and meditated.

But not long after, Wang Baole, who was cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange light appeared in his eyes, and he was even more thoughtful. Although he put down Xie Haiyang's affairs, there seemed to be a voice in his heart telling himself that all this...is not right!!

"Jin Duoming suddenly visited, Xie Haiyang couldn't contact him, and the game couldn't be entered..." Wang Baole murmured. He felt that there seemed to be a point in these three things, but he couldn't figure out where the clue was. At this moment, Wang Baole had a premonition that if he didn't understand this matter, he would be extremely uneasy.

So while pondering, Wang Baole recalled the scenes of his interactions with Jin Duming and Xie Haiyang. Until a moment later, Wang Baole's eyes suddenly opened wide and his breathing was instantly rapid. He thought of the words Xie Haiyang replied when he asked whether the game would collapse!

"Unless you're dreaming, the game cannot collapse!"

This sentence was like thunder at this moment, and it exploded in Wang Baole's mind word by word, causing his body to tremble and his mind to stir up a big wave.

A terrible light flashed in Wang Baole's eyes. After a while, he did not say a word. His right hand went deep into his arms, searched for it, and took out the mask where the young lady had been entrusted.

Seeing the mask that was still touching in his hand, but was completely transparent in his sight, Wang Baole's face suddenly became extremely difficult to see. It seemed that he smelled a scent of flowers again.

"It's this flower fragrance again..." Wang Baole narrowed his eyes. He remembered the first time he smelled it, the moment he entered the warship and was teleported out.

In the silence, the jade slip in Wang Baole's storage bag suddenly vibrated. He looked down and narrowed his eyes to take out the jade slip. As the spiritual power poured in, Feng Qiuran's tired voice suddenly came to his ears.

"Baole, come to the cave. I have some very important things to tell you."

Wang Baole had no expression on his face and closed his eyes. After a long time, when he opened his eyes, there was no sign of any strangeness in his expression. He stood up and walked out of the hall and headed straight to Feng Qiuran's cave. Along the way, he looked around and saw too many Taoist disciples and federal monks. Whether it was Sect Master Xu, Dashu, or others, everything was as usual, without any unusualness.

"No flaws..."

All this made Wang Baole's eyes a little dazed until he arrived outside Feng Qiuran's cave, stood there, looking at the gate of the cave, and Wang Baole stopped.

"Baole, come in." Almost the moment Wang Baole arrived, the gate of the cave slowly opened, and Feng Qiuran's obviously hoarse voice came from it, as if he was exhausted both physically and mentally. Even the voice was weak and melancholy, as if he was discouraged.

"There are still no flaws..." Listening to Feng Qiuran's voice and feeling Feng Qiuran's seemingly indifference in the cave, Wang Baole murmured in his heart, and did not enter the cave immediately, but stood there, lowered his head and took out the mask from his arms again, looking at the mask that he could not see in his hand. Wang Baole took a deep breath. He knew very well that he was relying on this mask in the assessment of Piaomiao Taoist Temple that he truly confirmed that he was in an illusion. The reason why this mask was transparent was because it could not be transformed.

"Am I in an illusion now..." Wang Baole turned his head and looked around, looked back at the world around him, looking at all of this, the extremely real feeling made him silent again, but now the transparency of the mask proves that everything is false.

Following this idea, Wang Baole also deduced the reasons for Jin Duoming's visit and Xie Haiyang's disappearance.

"If it is really illusory, then perhaps because of Xie Haiyang's mystery, this illusion cannot transform him. Therefore, Jin Duoming came, and seemed to exchange shares, but in fact, it was to tell me that Xie Haiyang was missing. Once I believe it, it will make up for the final flaw." Wang Baole sighed. One thing can be said to be a coincidence, but something was wrong with Jin Duoming, Xie Haiyang's disappearance, the game could not be entered, and the mask became transparent.

These things slowly showed decisiveness in Wang Baole's eyes.

"Whether dream or illusion, just break it open!" As he murmured, Wang Baole looked up at the cave. At the moment when Feng Qiuran's doubtful voice came out in the cave, Wang Baole suddenly raised his right hand and headed towards the cave ahead. His cultivation level exploded. The imperial armor instantly transformed, and his aura was overwhelming, and he punched out directly!

This punch was an explosion under the Zhushu Emperor's Armor, and it was also a fusion of Wang Baole's will, which contained the determination to break through all barriers. A storm suddenly formed, sweeping across the cave. With the roar, Feng Qiuran's cave hall trembled directly and collapsed in the roar. Feng Qiuran's figure rushed out from inside, staggering, as if his body had not healed. At this moment, he looked frightened and angry. At the moment, he immediately roared at Wang Baole.

"Wang Baole, what are you doing? Could it be that you are also bewitched by the Weiyang clan like Milienzi!!"

"Bewitching?" Wang Baole's face was gloomy, his body was approaching, and his right hand clenched his fist again. This time, the Taoist arm that merged into the right hand of the emperor armor suddenly emitted the aura of a magic weapon. A wave that made Wang Baole himself feel terrible suddenly rose on this arm, and directly in front of him, transformed into a huge illusory bone hand, with the intention of death, as if to smash the void and grab Feng Qiuran!!

Feng Qiuran's face changed, his eyes showed anger, and he was even more puzzled. When he raised his right hand, his body's spiritual cultivation was soaring, forming a crushing force, which seemed to have replaced the world, and directly suppressed Wang Baole. His strength was so strong that it was obviously beyond Wang Baole in terms of momentum and senses, but she seemed to be very injured, and this momentum seemed to be unable to last for too long, but she didn't seem to have much murderous intention. She shouted softly before suppressing.

"Wang Baole, don't bewitched by the Weiyang clan, wake up!!!"

Feeling Feng Qiuran's momentum and listening to her words, Wang Baole's whole body trembled, his hair flew, his clothes were blown, and even his body was stinging. All this was too real, so that his confidence couldn't help but shake, but the illusion of the mask, Jin Duoming, Xie Haiyang's abnormality, etc. caused the cold light in Wang Baole's eyes to burst out again. With a loud roar, the illusion bone hand formed by the right hand of the Zhunzou Emperor Armor still fell sharply towards Feng Qiuran!

During the roar, Feng Qiuran laughed bitterly. The momentum of the previous momentum seemed to be too severe because of the injury. When it dissipated in an instant, its injury seemed to be even more serious because of the attack just now. Its cultivation level fell, so that under the attack of Wang Baole's magic weapon, it seemed like paper-filled, and blood was spurted out. When she fell to the ground, she looked at Wang Baole bitterly, her voice was weak and blurred, and she murmured.

"Miliozi was bewitched, and you were also bewitched... Wang Baole, can you wake up and return? Everything here is real, not what you think is false!!"

"Are you bewitched..." Wang Baole was silent. Looking at Feng Qiuran lying there, he could see that the reason why Feng Qiuran was vulnerable was because she was seriously injured. In line with her previous tone of crying for her wake up, the logic here was very real.

The reason why he was seriously injured was also expressed in Feng Qiuran's words, that is... Miliozi was bewitched by the Weiyang clan, and like himself, he suspected that everything here was false.

"This is the temptation of the Weiyang clan. Have you ever smelled the strange fragrance of flowers? It was a manifestation of the temptation before we were teleported back!" Feng Qiuran's breath was disordered, his eyes were filled with anxiety, as if he wanted to convince Wang Baole to let him understand that this was not false.
Chapter completed!