Step through fairy dust

The moment Shen Canglang pressed the [yes] button, he felt his eyes go dark...

The next moment, he reappeared in that familiar yet unfamiliar darkness.

He suddenly looked around and made sure that this place was in the mirror of truth.

The surroundings seemed to be a void of darkness, with no light, no direction, and everything was silent.

There are countless formation restrictions in the mirror of mantra. After each master of Yunmeng Sect succeeds to the throne, the test of the head is to enter the mirror of mantra to participate in the test of the head. Only those who successfully pass the test can inherit the head The position, and the person who inherits the position of head, will have to add another formation to this formation.

Yunmengzong has been passed down for tens of thousands of years, and its origin cannot be traced back. There are various ancient formations in it, and what Shen Canglang passed just now should be the first formation in the mirror of truth, the phantom formation.

Those who enter this illusion will enter the illusion without knowing it, and they will not even know that they are in the illusion.

What is presented in the phantom formation is often what the participant desires most in his heart. When the participant is addicted to the phantom formation and cannot extricate himself from it, he can only stay in the phantom for a lifetime, neither live nor die, and his wisdom is annihilated , living in a daze like a lost soul.

Shen Canglang couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, he was not bewitched by the phantom formation, otherwise he would have become a walking corpse... The phantom in the phantom formation was so real that he couldn't even tell what was a dream from what was real up.

Shen Canglang stayed in the illusion for several months, but it was only a moment in reality. If Shen Canglang was willing to stay in the illusion, his spiritual wisdom would be annihilated, and he would be imprisoned in the illusion from now on, unable to wake up. Unable to escape, and his body will turn into an empty skin, living in a state of walking dead.

After Shen Canglang was afraid for a while, he suddenly thought of Meng Kunlun.

What about Meng Kunlun?

Shen Canglang quickly searched the surroundings with his spiritual sense, and found that there was no one within a hundred miles around him.

Meng Kunlun should have also fallen into the illusion, but I don't know if he can break the formation.Shen Canglang calmed down. Logically speaking, even if Meng Kunlun is such a calm and clear person, he should get out of the magic formation quickly, but he didn't see Meng Kunlun...

Shen Canglang frowned. In this emptiness of darkness, even if his consciousness spread for hundreds of miles, he couldn't detect anything...

Shen Canglang knew that if he cared about it, he would be confused, so he quickly performed a heart-cleaning formula to clear his mind.

He calmed down, and suddenly thought of something.

Heart-to-heart matching marriage ring!

——"This pair is the legendary heart-to-heart matching marriage ring. Wearing this pair of marriage rings, even if the two of you are thousands of miles apart, you can reach each other in an instant."

Only then did Shen Canglang remember that many years ago, Sikong Ban, a thousand craftsman, gave this pair of marriage rings to him and Meng Kunlun.

It is said that people who have this pair of marriage rings can reach each other in an instant, but because they have not been separated all these years, they have never used this thing.

Shen Canglang's heart moved, he looked at the very ordinary-looking wooden ring on his thumb, and silently called Meng Kunlun's name in his heart.

There seemed to be a vague red line on the marriage ring, and the other end of the red line led into the endless darkness.

The next moment, Shen Canglang was instantly pulled thousands of miles away by an invisible attraction.

When Shen Canglang came back to his senses, he saw Meng Kunlun who was close at hand.

The ring on Meng Kunlun's finger was in tight contact with his, and the faint red thread entangled their hands.

Shen Canglang secretly sighed in his heart that Sikong Ban, a thousand craftsman, really lived up to his name and could make such miraculous gadgets, but when he looked up at Meng Kunlun, he found something was wrong.

Meng Kunlun was closing his eyes tightly at this moment, his forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face was flushed, as if he had fallen into some kind of nightmare.

Shen Canglang is in a bad mood, Meng Kunlun has not yet come out of the phantom array!

Seeing Meng Kunlun struggling, Shen Canglang frowned, stepped forward to hold Meng Kunlun's shoulders with both hands and shook vigorously, shouting his name, hoping to get him out of the phantom formation.

Meng Kunlun was panting heavily, as if he couldn't hear Shen Canglang's shout...

Shen Canglang was anxious, and bit down on Meng Kunlun's shoulder, trying to use the pain to wake him up.

He bit down deeply until he felt the smell of blood and rust in his mouth, and a warm liquid oozed out...

Meng Kunlun's eyelids were slightly closed, his eyelashes were trembling, his face was flushed, and he was panting heavily, as if he finally felt the pain. He slowly opened his eyes, and Shen Canglang was overjoyed.

"Canglang..." he murmured.

"Are you awake?" Shen Canglang let go, blood slowly flowing down the corners of his lips.

"Canglang..." Meng Kunlun seemed to be murmuring unconsciously.

Shen Canglang responded subconsciously, and was pushed down to the ground by Meng Kunlun.

"Canglang..." A heavy panting sounded in his ear.

Meng Kunlun lay on Shen Canglang's body, and put his slightly hot hands into Shen Canglang's clothes.

"Meng Kunlun!" Shen Canglang was startled and angry. Although he and Meng Kunlun were partners in dual cultivation, under such circumstances, how could Meng Kunlun...

In this situation?

Shen Canglang raised his eyes to look at Meng Kunlun's current appearance, but found that Meng Kunlun's eyes were dark and deep, and he did not seem to be awake at all, but rather intoxicated, as if he was still immersed in the illusion.

If Meng Kunlun is still immersed in the illusion, what is the deepest desire in his heart?

Shen Canglang suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately stretched out his hand to push Meng Kunlun, even using his spiritual power.

But he obviously overlooked one point, that is, Meng Kunlun's cultivation is even stronger than his. Even though Meng Kunlun is currently immersed in the illusion, his cultivation is still not inferior to Shen Canglang.

Shen Canglang's resistance was easily resolved by Meng Kunlun, and Meng Kunlun's warm hand had already penetrated behind Shen Canglang, Shen Canglang tried to wake him up by shouting Meng Kunlun's name, but was blocked by Meng Kunlun's murmurs mouthed.

"Canglang..." He murmured Shen Canglang's name, while repeatedly rolling on Shen Canglang's lips, so hard that Shen Canglang felt a little pain on his lips.

The next moment, the clothes all over Shen Canglang's body were shaken away by Meng Kunlun's spiritual power, turned into rags and scattered like snowflakes, revealing Shen Canglang's smooth body.

Meng Kunlun murmured Shen Canglang's name, while lowering his head to lick, lick and bite the skin of Shen Canglang's whole body, as if he wanted to leave his mark on every inch of Shen Canglang's skin, and seemed to make every inch of Shen Canglang's body The skin remembers his smell.

Shen Canglang was a little angry that Meng Kunlun was in heat at such a critical moment... But when he saw the dazed and persistent look in Meng Kunlun's eyes, his heart suddenly softened.

Meng Kunlun was trapped in the illusion at the moment, and what he saw and heard was only everything in the illusion. Shen Canglang knew that no matter how he called, Meng Kunlun could not wake up on his own, and he had to defeat the demons by himself.

Shen Canglang clasped Meng Kunlun's chin as if giving up, and bit down fiercely, in exchange for Meng Kunlun's licking, kissing and biting.The two are like little beasts constantly struggling in a predicament, supporting each other but fighting each other.

Meng Kunlun eagerly left tooth marks and deep red marks on Shen Canglang's skin, and Shen Canglang, not to be outdone, bit out deep tooth marks on Meng Kunlun's chin, neck, and shoulders.

Everyone will see the deepest desire in their hearts in the illusion.

When Shen Canglang's smooth back was pressed hard on the ground again, he felt the gravel rubbing hard on his back, which made him feel a burst of excruciating pleasure.High-level cultivators are not afraid of swords, guns, swords and halberds. Even sharp swords can't hurt them at all, but they still feel pain. When they die, they still feel extreme pain, so they fear death and pursue longevity... Only pain cannot be avoided, and only death can be completely relieved.

Meng Kunlun's eyes were bewildered, but the movements below him were unambiguous. He opened Shen Canglang's thigh to the extreme, and then stepped forward.

Without expansion, without lubrication, Shen Canglang immediately felt that the indescribable part at the back was torn apart suddenly, and warm liquid slowly seeped out from the tear.

"Canglang..." Meng Kunlun murmured his name in a low voice, followed by a long sigh of satisfaction.

Shen Canglang was so painful that his eyes turned black, and the pain of being torn apart by others made him almost lose his ability to think.

However, after Meng Kunlun entered, he hardly paused, and immediately started to move. He clasped Shen Canglang's waist and began to twitch anxiously, going deep into the deepest part every time.

Then the bleeding lubricated, Meng Kunlun's movements became smoother and smoother, and fine sweat ran down his chin, neck, and back, dripping on Shen Canglang's body.

Shen Canglang wailed as if being burned, and slowly came back to his senses.

The burning pain in the rear was like a fire, and blood slowly oozes from the torn place. The tunnel contracted violently because of the pain, but it was squeezed away by Meng Kunlun's thick and long thing, and penetrated to the deepest point.

Shen Canglang slowed down for a long time before he could catch his breath. He barely stood up and bit Meng Kunlun's shoulder.

This bite was extremely deep and ruthless, blood was seen all at once.

But Meng Kunlun didn't seem to notice it at all... even more excited, Shen Canglang immediately felt that Meng Kunlun's thing was a little harder, and it swelled up.

Shen Canglang snorted, but was powerless to toss any more. He could only be pressed down by Meng Kunlun and entered fiercely.

Meng Kunlun's actions were like a storm, driving Shen Canglang to the point where he could only whimper and couldn't finish his sentence.

Every time Meng Kunlun goes deep into the deepest part, then pulls away abruptly, leaving only the top end inside Shen Canglang, and then before Shen Canglang can catch his breath, he goes in deeply again, and thrusts into the innermost part with a violent push. .

Shen Canglang whimpered a few times and lost the strength to struggle.

Finally, after Meng Kunlun penetrated deeply again, he released hot yang essence from the deepest part, giving Shen Canglang the illusion that his inner wall was burned.

After Meng Kunlun was finally released, Shen Canglang breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, he was already dripping with sweat and covered in filth.

Meng Kunlun's eyes gradually became clearer, as if he had finally broken free from the illusion. When he saw Shen Canglang lying under him covered in mess, he was stunned.