C953 Fictitious illusions

"What's going on?"

Wu Feng continuously shook his head. He felt that he could no longer see anything clearly in front of him, and was extremely blurry.

In addition, the space was distorted and rippled like water. Every step he took, Wu Feng felt as if he was stepping on cotton.

Wu Feng raised his head, his heart filled with shock.

A blood-red moon hung high in the sky