Ask with the devil [Xiu Xian]

The voice sneered.

What an absurd wish!

Do you want to become a Daoist?

How can a mere fish do things that were never done in the past?

It seemed to be excited, and it was no longer Ji Linchuan's own voice, but sharp and high-pitched.

It is Wuyou Immortal Venerable.

There is a trace of undetectable flaw in the illusion.

"break!"

Suddenly, a long sword burning with scorching fairy flames split open the space shrouded in illusion!

The petals scattered all over the sky, the phantom array was no longer there, and what stood under his feet was a piece of barren and scorched earth.

There are piles of bones next to it.

The moment of gap is the "dream" that Ling Yuchen's sword broke Wuyou Immortal Venerable with the entire Wangyoutian structure for thousands of years.

The Delusion-Breaking Sword Sect is good at breaking illusions.

However, Ling Yuchen was able to do this with a half-step immortal venerable cultivation base, but also with the help of the power of the sect's most precious treasure.

At this time, the fairy artifact "Po Wang" has become so dim that it seems to have lost its spirituality.

His face was pale, with sweat streaming down his white hair, and his pair of phoenix eyes were full of hatred and attachment.

Ten directions illusion, I don't know what he saw in it.

"Are you okay?" Ji Linchuan asked.

Ling Yuchen shook his head, "I'm fine." He lightly stroked the long sword in his hand, and put the fairy artifact into the storage ring.

The surrounding wind was rustling, but Wuyou Immortal Venerable was nowhere to be seen.

Thinking about it, Wang Youtian's real illusion was shattered, and he was the leader of the formation, so he was also seriously injured.

The worry-free flowers all over the mountains and plains had disappeared. On the scorched earth, Ji Linchuan saw the Demon Lord standing still, holding a leaf of blue-purple petals in his hand.

With his head down, his expression could not be seen under the mask.

"The illusion is broken, you...how can you still have the petals of the Sorrowless Flower?"

As if awakened by Ji Linchuan's voice, the demon lord slowly raised his head, still smiling, but this smile seemed a little different from usual.

Ji Linchuan couldn't tell the difference, but felt that there was something in that smile that he couldn't understand.

"I stayed on purpose."

The devil said, pinching with two fingers, the petals scattered like ashes.

"I just want to stay in my dream for a moment longer."

Ji Linchuan was slightly puzzled.

"With your ability, there are still things in the world that cannot be obtained. Do you need to fulfill them with beautiful dreams?"

The demon lord smiled lowly: "Of course there is."

He wanted to say something, but suddenly he turned his face slightly and looked in one direction.

"A man who hides his head and shows his tail." He said coldly.

A rift opened in the void.

A purple-robed man fell out of it, with blood on his lips, looking a little embarrassed, with a string of Buddhist beads on his wrist.

He tried his best to seduce in the illusion, but his appearance was very dignified and solemn.

After appearing, he stared at Ji Linchuan closely, and said, "I thought you were just a fish good at hiding. I didn't expect you to have such absurd ambitions."

"However, being able to make the Lord of All Demons escort you is also a skill."

He has recognized the Demon Lord.

Ji Linchuan said: "This is a battle between you and me, he won't intervene."

"Don't interfere?"

Wuyou Xianzun pulled his lips and smiled, looked at him, and suddenly said: "Do you want me to fight you with the inherited Taoism?"

Before Ji Linchuan could answer, he said again: "Youyu has a way of fighting with fish. Before, they and I did use this method."

Wuyou Xianzun paused.

"But when I saw you, I didn't want to do that anymore."

The devil said coldly: "You want to escape?"

But Wuyou Xianzun shook his head and said: "The battle for the Great Dao, even if you hide in the corners of the world, who can break free."

The Demon Lord was extremely coercive, but Wuyou Immortal Venerable only looked at Ji Linchuan: "Half of my foot has stepped on the shore, and when I can see you, I can't see clearly..."

His voice was very soft, only his lips moved, and his words were blurred in the wind.

Ling Yuchen next to him suddenly said: "The Pohuang Sword Sect was destroyed by you."

Wuyou Immortal Venerable turned his eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Yes."

Ling Yuchen gritted his teeth: "I want you to pay for your life!"

But Wuyou Xianzun said: "My opponent is not you, why bother to seek death."

Ling Yuchen sneered.

The fairy weapon was destroyed, he took out another sword, and attacked the Wuyou Immortal Venerable!

Immortal Venerable Wuyou still looked away, as if he didn't care.

Still staring at Ji Linchuan, he sighed softly, raised his sleeves, and clawed at the void with five fingers.

The wave of Taoism spread out, covering Chao Ji Linchuan and the three of them.

The Demon Lord did not move.

Ji Linchuan only felt his eyes blur, and the body of the Immortal Wuyou suddenly swelled, ten feet, one hundred, one thousand feet, and they were like dust in front of the Immortal Wuyou.

Seven forms of Taoism - "trapped well".

It's not that Wuyou Xianzun suddenly became bigger, but that they were trapped in the "well" by the law, like a frog sitting in a well watching the sky, and Wuyou Xianzun is that "sky".

Back then when the Powang Sword Sect was destroyed, Immortal Venerable Wuyou used this strike across the heavens, the "trapped well".

And now they are in the well.

Ling Yuchen stopped holding the sword. Although he was driven by hatred and full of murderous intent, he still had reason in his heart. He was born in the Shattering Delusion Sword Sect, and he was the most sensitive to some things, and his cultivation was about to touch the threshold of the immortal, so he looked around intently , suddenly said: "This should be an illusion."

It is indeed illusion.

But it is not illusion.

The pinnacle of illusion can turn illusion into reality, and the "Wangyoutian" controlled by Immortal Wuyou has almost achieved this. However, this "reality" is only the environment, not the person.So they can see the flaws in "Wangyoutian" and brute force them to break it.

But now, the "trapped well" forcibly attributes them, that is, "people" to the "reality" of the illusion. They and the well have become the same part, and their abilities are limited to the level of the people in the well.

In other words, they have become the "reality" constructed by Immortal Venerable Wuyou with illusion, and naturally they cannot escape the control and attack of Immortal Wuyou.

It's almost uncanny, incomprehensible.

In this world, probably only monks who have stepped on the shore and above the realm of stepping on the shore can understand the principles of Taoism contained in it, but Ji Linchuan has noticed it.

Not just awareness.

There is also a solution.

The long sword was raised, not to slash towards the sky, but straight to the ground!

"Heaven" is an existence made up of near-real illusions, and Immortal Wuyou is invincible with this, but the earth, connecting the surrounding air vessels, and the bottom of the well, is the closest place to reality, and it is also the only chance to break out of the illusion!

Wuyou Xianzun is not on the shore, he does not have the power of creation, and needs to use the spiritual power of heaven and earth to cast spells. This is his only flaw.

The ground cracked.

The illusion mirror swayed, the "truth" slowly dissipated on them, and the big hand of Wuyou Xianzun gradually became smaller, but it was still shooting at them!

"I found out the solution so quickly, I guessed right..."

Wuyou Xianzun sneered.

"But can you block the blow?"

The big palm fell, but it froze for a moment.

Then, it turned into wind and sand.

The illusion disappeared.

One arm of Wuyou Immortal Venerable disappeared without a trace, and blood was overflowing from his lips.

Ji Linchuan pointed his sword at him.

Wuyou Immortal Venerable pulled his lips awkwardly, and said two words: "... cut off?"

Ji Linchuan said: "Yes."

Wuyou Xianzun said: "You actually learned..." His expression suddenly went crazy, "Yan Ye... ha... Yan Ye..."

Ling Yuchen's sword pierced into his chest.

Wuyou Immortal Venerable didn't resist, his eyes wandered to Ji Linchuan's face, and he muttered: "So Yanye and I... are just... ha!"

"However, don't be too happy..."

When he was about to die, Immortal Venerable Wuyou laughed strangely.

"Ji Linchuan..."

"You are...the most pitiful...a swimming fish..."