The Patriarch of the Nine Dragons

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While the wind and sand were raging, the fourth-order low-level Sha Ling hit Yun Xiao's body with a punch after all, but this seemingly powerful attack was like a breeze blowing on his face, and it did not hurt Yun Xiao at all. Cents.

Wow!

Sha Ling hit Yun Xiao with a punch, and its body seemed to reveal an incredible aura, and the entire sand body immediately after it fell to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was melted instantly.

"Sure enough!"

Looking at the broken sand on the ground, Yun Xiao finally affirmed the guess in his heart, because that thing was not the Tier 4 low-level foreign spirit he had previously thought, but a phantom.

The power of this kind of illusion is that when you see something, you think it is a vein demon and it is a vein demon, and you think it is a foreign spirit, then it is a foreign spirit.

Yun Xiao used the illusion as a fourth-order low-level foreign spirit before, so the phantom would be calculated and treated as a tyrannical foreign spirit.

Moreover, this kind of illusion will adjust his strength at will according to the cultivation level of the person who appears the illusion. In a word, it is not weaker than the opponent.

In this way, even if Yun Xiao has more means, he will not be able to fight a phantom at the same level as him, and as a phantom of his thoughts, his every word and every move will naturally be unable to escape. .

This is also the reason why Yun Xiao became more and more aggrieved just now, and felt that his mind was seen through by Sha Ling. It was originally his own thinking, of course he had to be seen through.

Yun Xiao’s previous life came from the Nine Dragons. The reason why he began to ignore this was because he believed that this kind of phantom formation was impossible in this small Qianlong continent, which required extremely powerful soul power, and Only very special formations can be used.

But the facts proved that Yun Xiao still underestimated the magic of the mainland of Nine Dragons. Even if he was the God of Dragon in the previous life, he couldn't know everything, so he almost did.

But now that he had recognized that it was his own phantom, Yun Xiao simply gave it a try. After the aura of his whole body converged, the phantom really had no use for it, and turned back into a piece of broken sand on its own.

This is just a small episode. In addition to consuming some of Yunxiao's pulse energy, it did not cause much damage to him. It's just that when this kind of phantom array traps some low-level cultivators, can they do this? His insight and courage is not necessarily true.

Just kidding, when facing a foreign spirit of the same level as yourself, even if you suspect that it is just an illusion, I am afraid that you can’t let the extremely real blow hit yourself, in case it is not an illusion but a real one. Isn't it just going to die?

All of this is so easy for Yun Xiao's strong confidence. He withdrew his gaze from the broken sand, without any hesitation, and once again sacrificed the power of the soul and walked toward the correct direction in the induction.

laugh……

When Yun Xiao walked forward for about half a stick of incense, in the wind and sand, suddenly there was another tyrannical sound of breaking the wind, which caused his expression to change, and a trace of disdain rose again.

"Again?"

Yun Xiao made a sound, but he was eight-point sure that it was his own phantom again, but he avoided the blow. Without a 100% certainty, he wouldn't risk it.

"Ok?"

Yun Xiao, who was avoiding to the left, caught a glimpse of the shadow that swiftly passed from his side from the corner of his eyes, and suddenly moved in his heart, he who had settled down, turned his head directly.

"This figure, this spear..."

Yun Xiao turned his head, his eyes fixed on the missing figure, this time the figure no longer looked like a weird pulse monster, but a domineering human figure holding a Zhang Xu spear.

"Canglong Emperor..."

For some reason, Yun Xiao couldn't see the figure clearly from this, and on the domineering spear, he saw a familiar shadow, and a murmur was also involuntarily spit out from his mouth.

Yun Xiao's previous life, and even the Dragon Heaven God of War of Nine-Layered Dragon Heaven, but because of his high skill, the master of Nine-Layered Dragon Heaven who was regarded as his eldest brother, the Canglong Emperor, pierced his chest and died.

However, the most distressed by Long Xiao War God was his wife’s betrayal. Thinking of this, his gaze suddenly changed. Sure enough, in a certain direction, a graceful and fuzzy figure that was familiar to the bones had already appeared in him. In sight.

"Why? Why did I escape to this Qianlong Continent, and you still refuse to let me go?"

When Yun Xiao saw the vague and graceful figure, his calm and calm mind finally broke out, even if he knew deep in his heart that it was just an illusion, just a phantom figure that was transformed by this huge array of people, but he Just can't control it.

In Yun Xiao's heart, there are two things that are absolutely impossible to let go, one is the suffocation and fall of the God of War in the previous life, and the cause of death of Yun Xiao's mother and sister in this life.

Perhaps these two things have always been the deepest pain in Yun Xiao's heart, but this illusory formation does not know what kind of power is there to forcibly tear his already healed scars, how can he bear it?

"Do you want to betray me again and kill me again? Come on! Come on!"

Yun Xiao seemed to have fallen into a kind of madness. For a moment, his body was completely exhausted, and he felt that everything was in vain. Perhaps only one death can he get complete relief.

With a crazy Yunxiao, without a trace of resistance, the Primordial Dragon Royal Art also stopped working, and even his eyes became a little gray.

Regarding Yun Xiao's state, the sturdy figure holding the long spear did not hesitate at all, seeing him rushing out, the tip of the spear accurately pierced Yun Xiao's chest.

A magical scene appeared, the seemingly powerful tip of the long spear, when it pierced Yunxiao’s chest, it turned into liquid, from the tip of the gun to the handle, and then to the one holding the handle. The palms of his hands all turned into a blast of sand, without hurting Yun Xiao.

At the same time, this sturdy figure also collapsed for some reason, and even the fuzzy figure not far away also collapsed and turned into yellow sand on the ground.

In fact, these two figures are indeed phantoms in the big formation. If Yun Xiao rises up to resist, he may really be killed here.

However, Yun Xiao was so discouraged that he wanted to die, but instead saved his life, because he didn't have any defensive aura on his body, and the yellow sand figure holding a spear naturally did not have much power, just like Sha Ling just now. It collapsed instantly.

All the mistakes made De Yunxiao escape, and it was not until a long time later that he slowly recovered. Thinking back to what happened just now, his face was still a little unsightly.

This life is reborn in Yun Xiao's body. The memories of the previous life have gradually become blurred due to the passage of time. Perhaps Yun Xiao has self-knowledge. Even if he hates the men and women who betrayed him, it depends on him now. , There is no revenge.

This is a small Qianlong Continent, extremely far away from the Nine-Layered Dragon Heaven, plus those two who are both masters of the Nine-Layered Dragon Heaven, the cultivation bases of the three holy stages are basically those of Qianlong Continent. Unimaginable.

But at this time, Yun Xiao broke into this fantasy formation, and because of the hatred buried deep in his heart, the formation turned out the two people he hated the most in his life, evoking his seemingly forgotten and inexorable love. hate.

"Emperor Canglong, Qin Wan, are you really so lingering?"

Yun Xiao took a deep breath, and a low murmur came from his mouth. The next moment, his eyes suddenly became a bit more determined, and he said in hatred: "Wait, one day, my Dragon God War God will Kill the Nine Dragons and ask you for all this!"

After venting, it seems that Yun Xiao's mood has been sublimated, and even with his soul power, he has become a little clearer, and seeing him stand up, he has buried those hatreds deeply in his heart.

For the next few days, Yun Xiao has been in this illusion array, confuses him with the illusions that turned out, but after the scene of that day, no matter what the illusion is, it can no longer affect him.

Until a certain day, Yun Xiao stepped on an invisible barrier, and felt that there seemed to be something different around him, and he knew that he had finally stepped out of the desert illusion.

Although in Yun Xiao's eyes, the external image is no different from just now, he just has a feeling that he is no longer in the big formation, and next, he should not be far from the final position of Namai Cang.

It’s just that Yunxiao, who appeared in the phantom array, still didn’t see a figure in his eyes. He didn’t struggle with this. After all, after walking in the phantom array for so many days, it’s impossible for everyone to follow the same route. The same?

"Hey, the veins of the Intermediate Spirit Rank, I am smiling!"

A chuckle came from Yun Xiao's mouth, and when his figure swept forward, some figures appeared one after another in other places in this Gobi.

Among these figures, there are Yunxiao's "old friends" such as Biluo Xuanzhi, and there are also some faces he is not familiar with, such as the Patriarch of the Zhao Family and Cao Family.

It seems that these people have their own means and have not lost themselves in the illusion. With the arrival of these people, this area that has not been crowded for many years has finally become lively, maybe Soon, there will be a good show.

And when these people came out of the illusion one after another, a certain place far away from here was exuding a special atmosphere.

This breath seems to have a very subtle meaning of ice cold, so that this piece of sky, all because of this ice cold air, fluttering and raising snowflakes, I don’t know how this strange situation indicates in the end. What are you holding?

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