I have to say that the purpose of this illusion has been achieved.

Even though Gu Xia had already realized that this was a place of illusion.

But the blood and tragedy she saw still made her grip the hilt of the sword tightly, and her eyes seemed to be tempered by ice.

It was so real, as if she had experienced it before.

In just a moment, the sect was destroyed.

The elders were tied up and had no time to spare.

The brothers died in battle and the blood flowed like a river.

Gu Xia tried to calm his breathing, his head slightly lowered, with no expression on his face.

The feelings of despair, anger, and confusion almost burst her chest, and finally turned into a strong murderous intent, as if it were real.

This was the first time that Gu Xia's murderous intent towards Qu Yimian almost instantly overwhelmed his rationality.

She glanced at the countless corpses in the flames, her lips pursed tightly, and a voice kept echoing in her mind -

Kill her!

Kill them!

"Why hasn't Gu Xia come out yet?"

Outside the illusion, Bai Song, who was happy to win the second round of the illusion again, walked back and forth, looking around from time to time.

Chu Xianyin felt a little dizzy from being dazzled by him and shook her head: "Maybe she was tripped by an illusion. Let's wait and see."

Bai Song couldn't help but feel a little suspicious: "She would actually be affected by something like this?"

Gu Xia has always given people the impression that he is careless and doesn't take anything to heart.

So what did she see in the illusion?

Gu Xia covered his hand, and bright red blood dripped from his fingertips onto the sword, and he let out a light "tsk".

Although I know what the illusion is up to.

but--

She still really wants to kill Qu Yimian.

"I will help you."

A cold voice suddenly sounded in her mind.

Gu Xia's attention was drawn back a little, and he raised his eyebrows slightly.

what?

The next second, the mustard bag around her waist was suddenly filled with a layer of fine ice crystals. Gu Xia lowered her head and grasped the Huixue Sword, which sensed her sudden excitement.

The moment the magic sword was unsheathed, an ice-blue light lit up and snowflakes fell in the air.

An ice-blue figure stood there quietly, slowly opened his eyes, and his drooping eyelashes were like frost covering snow.

Gu Xia was stunned.

The hand holding the hilt of the sword couldn't help but click it.

Hui Xuejian saw her figure reflected in his cold eyes, and then he landed lightly beside Gu Xia, put his beautiful fingers on the back of her hand, and smiled: "Leave it to me, Xia Xia."

The sound of jade striking each other lingered in his ears. Gu Xia rubbed his ears and couldn't help but follow her force and thrust out with his sword.

The frosty sword energy overlapped, and it seemed as if it had a thousand pounds of force when it fell.

In just a moment, the blazing flames were all frozen, and the world seemed to be quiet.

Fantasy: "?"

What are you doing?

It was originally expecting to wait for Gu Xia to get deeply involved so that it could attack secretly, but it was suddenly frozen by a sword.

The illusion was unhappy and was ready to force the plot to proceed. However, the next second, the following scene was suddenly blocked by a golden light that appeared out of nowhere, and the heavy pressure hit it mercilessly.

what's the situation?

What's going on with this terrifying aura? !

The illusion was horrified. His originally insubstantial body was torn into two halves, and all the scenes around him were disappearing rapidly.

Gu Xia only felt that his mind had returned to nothingness. When he came to his senses, he still instinctively clenched his fists, his nails digging deeply into the flesh, and the remaining murderous intent still lingered.

She slowly exhaled a breath of foul air, looked up, and saw the air in front of her split in two and trembled.

Gu Xia: "?"

Damn it.

……

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, Gu Xia would never have believed it, even if she was beaten to death, that one day she would see something as invisible as air cracking apart as if it were materialized.

But now the facts were before her.

Gu Xia was silent for two seconds and organized his words: "Are you..." okay?

As soon as he opened his mouth, the wall of air trembled violently and screamed: "Don't come over here!"

Gu Xia: "..."

Huanjing is going crazy now.

It never imagined that this little devil, which it had regarded as a sure thing, would be so difficult to deal with.

It's not just the sword spirit that was cold to the bone.

There was also the golden light that had just been forcibly cut off so that it could read the next picture.

If it sensed correctly, that golden light... was clearly the breath of heaven!

What a hell.

Huanjing was hit by the golden light and his breath became weaker: "Yes! That's right! Just stand there and don't move!"

"..."

Gu Xia didn't know what it was afraid of, but she didn't like this illusion, so she just stood there: "I have something to ask you."

"Is the fantasy scene you created real or fake?"

Huanjing didn't want to answer at first, and curled up into a ball, but he was really afraid of the inexplicable golden light, so he had to say reluctantly: "It's true and false."

It relies on reading the deepest memories in people's minds to construct scenes that they remember.

Or fear, or anger, or desire.

After all, who doesn’t have some memories hidden deep in their heart, unknown to outsiders?

In the illusion, if you cannot stick to your original intention and make a mistake one day, you may be doomed.

Gu Xia knocked on the hilt of the sword, thoughtfully.

But she had no memory of what happened just now.

Even the plot in the original book is obviously very different.

Besides, it was only briefly mentioned in the original plot.

"Then what about the illusion I just had?" Gu Xia narrowed his eyes slightly.

Illusion: "I don't know."

It also wants to know what's going on?

But I always feel that if I say something, the Heaven might hold a grudge against me, and it is not impossible that I might be struck to death by lightning.

It shrank back again and felt a chill on its head.

No matter how Gu Xia asked it later, it refused to answer.

Seeing that he couldn't get anything out of him, Gu Xia simply put it aside for the time being and thought about the more important matter.

Her eyes suddenly curved, and she smiled and said, "I have another question for you."

Fantasy: "..."

Damn, it's breaking apart.

"what?"

The illusion almost knelt down to her.

Ancestor, please go away quickly.

Over the years, it has seen many different kinds of cultivators, but no one has ever been as difficult to deal with as Gu Xia.

Huanjing said weakly: "What else do you want to ask? Are you asking a hundred thousand whys?"

It now wished that Gu Xia would finish asking questions quickly and leave immediately, and it would be best if it could leave far away and never see him again.

Gu Xia said: "Where is the location of the weapon spirit? You should know, right?"

Huanjing was stunned for a moment: "Do you really want to contract it?"

That guy is very difficult to deal with.

Gu Xia said coldly: "No, I just want to give it a big gift in return, to let it know how it feels to have a father by playing games."

Fantasy: "..."

Live daddy!

It hesitated for less than a second and immediately sold the spirit of the weapon.

who cares.

There is a saying in the world of cultivation: 'I would rather die than let my fellow Taoist die.'

Gu Xia wants to find the spirit of the weapon, what does this have to do with an illusion?

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