Full-level Celestial Master is forbidden to paddle [Unlimited]

In the quiet forest in the early morning, Yu Yi stood opposite the black king Su Zhi.

"Sinners, deserve to die." The black king Suzhi's hoarse voice came from under the gas mask, her eyes glowed red, and her gaze was like a turbid and cold wind, with a sharp meaning.

Yu Yi retracted all kinds of suspicions in his heart, looked back, and saw that Su Zhi had already raised the scepter in his hand to his body.

Compared with the dusty staff yesterday, the appearance of this staff is much better.Quite in line with his imagination of the staff.

But no matter how beautiful the magic staff is, if you say you die, you will die, wouldn't it be embarrassing for someone?

When the catastrophe was approaching, Yu Yi accidentally lost his mind again.

In an instant, a strong wind blew up from the ground, and the blades of grass between the two were blown away to both sides by the strong wind.And this is not the biggest change at this moment.

Yu Yi raised his eyebrows, moved his neck slightly, and looked to the side, only to see that Taotao Linhai beside him disappeared in an instant, replaced by colorful pavilions.Look the other way, and the other side too.

The pavilions on both sides are painted with tumbling and bright colors, and these colors are woven by brushstrokes that seem to be passionate and paranoid.The accumulated blocks of different colors collide with each other and expand, creating a kind of madness and confrontation.

Yu Yi looked at the cathartic colors on one side of the pavilion, and thought of Van Gogh.

The pavilions on both sides are stacked on top of each other to form two towering walls, and the ceiling between the walls is no longer the shadow of the woods, the sunlight falling on the ground through the gaps in the leaves, but a deep, whirlpool-like ceiling. of deep black.

This is the illusion of an eighth-order painter?

No, judging from the energy fluctuation above, it has already far exceeded the threshold of the eighth order.

Surrounded by the hallucinations that looked like real objects, Yu Yi's eyes gradually became serious.

He can only infer a person's level through the energy fluctuations of the 8th level and below, because the energy fluctuations of the 9th level have reached the realm of ease of retraction, and can perfectly simulate any level of energy fluctuations.In addition, he has never met a ninth-level person face-to-face in the high-level universe, and he does not know what the energy limit of the ninth level is.

However, the energy fluctuations in Su Fu's body far exceeded the initial value of the eighth order, which made Yu Yi believe that even if Su Fu was only at the eighth order, it was still an eighth order not far from the ninth order.

During Yu Yi's moment of contemplation, the killing intent from the opposite side was no longer hidden. The colors splashed on the attic were distorted into a ball, and under the dry earth and stone ground, a sense of shock stabbed to the surface in an instant.

Yu Yi looked down consciously, and saw a mysterious pattern with the color of lava under his feet.

This line is very long.He looked forward following the lines at the starting position under his feet, and saw a golden strange circle extending to Su Zhi's feet and enclosing him and Su Zhi in the middle.It's like a huge magic circle.

After making a judgment, Yu Yi immediately jumped up from the spot, moved his fingertips slightly, and threw the 5 high-level symbols directly into the air.

The five pieces of talisman paper were arranged in front of the character "one", and the black runes on them flowed with golden light at the same time, and spontaneously ignited in mid-air.

At this time, the magic circle on the ground had already been brewed, and a crimson flame ignited upwards like lines drawn by lava.In an instant, the earth becomes a formation of raging fire.

When the formation was formed, the soil and rocks on the ground instantly cracked, and the purple-red light penetrated upwards from the gaps in the cracked soil and rocks.Through this light, the magma under the ground can be faintly seen.

Su Zhi stood within the explosion of the sea of ​​flames, staring indifferently at the front, her long golden hair like satin fluttered wantonly in mid-air along with the billowing smoke and dust.The purple-red magma and flames automatically walked away from her in fear.

Yu Yi was wearing a thin white Taoist robe, and landed firmly on a stone that was still in good condition. The sleeves embroidered with wild cranes embroidered with idle clouds slowly spread their wings in mid-air as he fell, and behind the Taoist robe, there was a never-ending Black and white gossip due to external changes.

Surrounded by the purple flames, Yu Yi's skin shone brightly, but the spot of cinnabar between his brows was still dazzlingly red even now.

It was at this moment that the treacherous and dangerous purple-red magma under the ground spurted upwards, and at this moment, the five talisman papers in the air in front of Yu Yi also burned to ashes.

On the ceiling, in the swirling deep darkness, a translucent gossip suddenly appeared, and immediately, the entire space surrounded by the pavilion began to rain heavily.

This sudden heavy rain carried a unique chill. When the raindrops collided with the splashing magma, the aggressive hot magma instantly collapsed into a non-aggressive white mist.

The rain dissolved the magma, but it also brought a boundless white mist, which covered Yu Yi's sight for a while.

He frowned, and ignited a talisman paper with the effect of destroying delusion.

Not long after, the white mist dissipated, and the surrounding scene appeared in front of Yu Yi again.

This is a village.

And he was on the streets of this village.

Here... Could it be...

Yu Yi opened his eyes slightly, looked down, and saw a red cloth spread under his feet, on which was written in ink:

Relief.

"Sinner, this is the fear in your heart?" A hoarse and emotionless voice came from in front of him.

Yu Yi suddenly raised his head, looked forward, and saw Su Zhi walking towards him with an indifferent expression.

It's an illusion.

A high-level cosmic professional painter who is good at changing the wave frequency to interfere with the other party's feelings, thereby interfering with the other party's perception of the outside world, including colors and other forms of object expression, and constructing illusions.And Su Zhi happened to be a painter.

Yu Yi reminded himself and reached into his sleeve with one hand.

The next moment, his eyes sank.Because what his fingertips reached was not the talisman paper that he should touch in his imagination, but rough cloth.

The sleeves of the familiar white Taoist robe twisted into wide scarlet sleeves in front of him, and the color of the sunglasses in front of him gradually faded.

Yu Yi moved his eyeballs, and found that the sunglasses that were placed in front of his eyes were gone.

In the surrounding empty ancient adobe houses, there were bursts of infinitely amplified footsteps.

Yu Yi raised his head suddenly, and in front of him, villagers in short brown clothes and buns were walking out.

Yu Yi's hand stretched into his sleeve unconsciously clenched into a fist.

These villagers all have one thing in common.

Their appearance is exactly what they looked like at the moment of their death.

Just an illusion.

Yu Yi took a deep breath and reminded himself again.

Judging from the current environment, his action of burning the Delusion Breaking Talisman just now should be just an illusion.What he needs to do now is to transcend the interference of his perception and see the reality under the illusion.

The villagers walked stiffly through the market, waving their hands covered with reddish corpse spots, talking about something.

"The fortune teller at the entrance of the village is really evil, and eight of them have already died..."

"Where is it a fortune teller? Master Tang said that those people's lives were haunted by evil spirits! That guy is probably the reincarnation of evildoers, and his words are a disaster."

"What? Monster? No wonder..."

"...Master Tang has already laid a net of heaven and earth. Just wait until tomorrow, that evildoer will be imprisoned in the Demon Suppressing Tower, and he will never be reborn forever."

"..."

"Sinners, why are you not afraid? What you see should be the thing you fear the most."

Su Zhi passed through the market, passed through the people walking on the market, and walked towards Yu Yi.She observed with icy eyes, a ray of surprise was fleeting for the calm young man in front of her.

According to her usual experience, at this time, it should be the time when the person facing her shows her ugly face.

Yu Yi was quietly watching the word "Jie Ming" on the ground, and when he heard this, he gave a light snort of unknown meaning.

"Why are you laughing?" Su Zhi was puzzled.

"Probably because I've never been afraid of this." Yu Yi raised his head expressionlessly, looked at Su Zhi who was only three steps away from him, and said calmly.

"That's a pity." Su Zhi stretched out her hand to one side without much interest.She never cared about the thoughts of an ant, and most importantly, a criminal.

"It's a pity that the illusion is born of fear. If the illusion is not extinguished, it means that you have not escaped the fear."

Yu Yi moved his lips, but finally said nothing.

indeed so.

There is nothing that cannot be admitted, starting from entering this illusion, no, maybe earlier...

He was terrified.

Fearful, the self who can't save anyone.

He knew that the little girl on earth who took the talisman would die of disease.

He knew that the people on the continent of original sin Eden would eventually die in a flood.

He fears more death, more...

An irreparable death.

Probably no one knows better than him what the "prophets must not reverse the cause and effect of life and death" means among the seven iron rules.

It's not that it can't be reversed, but it can't be reversed at all.

Those who die of disease will still die of disease, and those who die of disaster will still die of disaster.

It's been that way for hundreds of years, from the moment he saw it.

He has the ability to see death, but he fears this ability all the time.

Because in the past hundreds of years, no matter what he tried, no one could escape the fate of death in the end.

No one can.

There was a cold and sticky touch from his ankle, and a force that pulled him down with all his strength.

Yu Yi looked down and saw two hands, two hands covered with pale red corpse spots, holding seaweed.

Immediately, there were dozens of hands, nearly a hundred hands, thousands of hands, countless hands.They climbed up his feet, his arms, his chest, dragging him down hard.

There were countless overlapping voices from the ground, filled with resentment and hatred.

"Help me" "Help me"

"help me!"

"Save us!!"

"Please save us!!!"

Yu Yi closed his eyes, then opened them again.

He looked in front of him, the black king Suzhi was only one step away from him, and at this moment, his limbs were entangled by countless hands, unable to move.

Even the gossip array seemed to be in a deep sleep, unwilling to come out under the futile call of his consciousness.

He was almost overwhelmed by these hands.

Su Zhi's eyes were covered in crimson, and she merged the five fingers of her right hand, turning her palm into a knife.Like thunder, the knife struck straight at Yu Yi's heart.

Just like she did to the skeleton knight You Di.

Yu Yi could see Su Zhi's movements and the killing intent in them.But now, he is helpless.

I'm... dying?

What an unexpected result.

Unexpectedly, he did not die from the countless ways of death predicted in his dream, but from an absurd reason, he died of the black king Suzhi who was supposed to have no intersection with him.

Although he had seen the beautiful face under the black king's mask, even though he died in the hands of a beauty, it was much more beautiful than the strange death in his dream.

But it is still difficult for him to regard death as a beautiful thing.

After death, there is no chance to smuggle back to Earth.

After she died, she would never see Little Qiangwei again... He meant Sanwei, but Sanwei was a life-and-death acquaintance whom he had known not long ago, and he hadn't repaid his life-saving grace.

Can he not die?

Can he try again?

Time, which seemed to start the moment the black king stretched out his hand, slowed down.Even the sky is getting darker.

and many more……

Yu Yi heard the sound of drawing a knife out of its sheath, and a weak cough.

He saw a slender nape with a cold, pale complexion, and a broad shoulder covered with a black cloak.

"Are you okay?" The person turned his head and asked softly.

The skylight illuminated his slightly pale side face, and his seemingly unchanging, indifferent expression.

"fine."

Yu Yi felt lighter.Those noisy hands that deliberately dragged him to death, those fears born in the dark, disappeared without a trace.

What he saw in front of him was just a pale side face.

"It's okay, just wake up." Yu Yi rolled his eyes and said with a smile.

Come here, it's Three Dangers.

The author has something to say: Comment 1 yesterday? Are you serious? QAQ

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