Chapter 1007
The huge monster lying across the void is the mother beast of the true body illusion spell.
The corpse mirage's talent divine ability, illusion spell is heavenly, and it is extraordinary. It phantoms a female beast, and True Spirit is hidden in the depths, insufferable and difficult to be locked by people. Although it has no sanity, it has an instinct to seek safety.
The mother beast is huge and unusual, like a world, I don't know how large it is. The whole body is old, mottled and scattered like mountains, and the large and small eyes are inlaid, and the number is innumerable.
The Mirage illusion spell The mother beast follows the long-term memory of the immortal sect of the star beast in its instinct. When the star beast immortal sect was still alive, the mother beast was an important foundation of the star beast immortal sect, and was highly valued and protected, so the mirage instinctively felt safe.
The Mirage illusion spell follows everything in memory.
So Yuanchen Daoist was given a chance. This is probably one of the gains that Divine Corpse taught the previous generation. I didn't know how many lives I had to pay to find this weak spot.
This weak spot is not a weak spot if the star beast immortal sect is still there. The real female beast is not a mirage. Its tyrannical place is not comparable to the corpse mirage. It breeds and discharges the cubs and sends them to the immortal city nests for cultivation, and every once in a while, it will release the talent divine light to clean up the cubs nests everywhere. The talent divine light released by it is not the formidable power of the corpse mirage illusion spell. And it's not muddleheaded, and is guarded by the star beast immortal sect supreme being. Whoever dares to go retrograde through the dung pit of the beast's nest is bringing about one's own destruction.
But this time it's the Mirage illusion spell. The corpse is insane, in a deep sleep, and is not guarded by the Great Cultivator of the star beast immortal sect.
Illusions are illusions after all, and there is still a gap between them and reality.
The three of them didn't know how long they had been escaping, and finally, a few towering peaks appeared in their sight.
But isn't it the horn of the mother beast of this illusion spell?
Six long horns, three pairs of two big and four small, the green and quiet present a kind of azure black, standing opposite each other, not to mention the height of a few million li.
Under the two rows of long mountain-like horns, there are nine doors juxtaposed on each side, which are nine pairs of tightly closed eyes. Just between the long horn and the opposite eye, there is a mirror-like orb with a deep azure larger than a planet.
"It's here."
Yuanchen Daoist's expression was already indifferent.
He jumped, the light suddenly accelerated, and then fell into the huge orb and disappeared.
The skinny old man glanced at Ling Xinzi and threw himself into it.
Sneered, Ling Xinzi didn't take the two of them seriously, and threw himself down.
...
This day, Zhao Yu seemed to feel something and walked out of the quiet room.
His aura has not changed, but his complexion is somewhat different from before, revealing a touch of gold and white. If anyone sees it, most of them will think that he has refined some kind of method.
His expression was light, his long hair was not in a bun, but scattered and fluttering, and his hands behind back stood on the edge of the floating fairy mountain. A deep azure daoist robe swayed in the wind, hunting with sound.
I don't know when, Fairy Maiden Hua came to my side.
“Fellow Daoist is out?”
Zhao Yu bowed: “Fairy I trust you have been well since we last met?”
Fairy Maiden Hua laughed: "It's been less than a month since the trifling, and the meeting was like yesterday. What's wrong." then said: "Fellow Daoist, but want to meet those three people?"
Zhao Yu laughed: "no hurry. "
Then he reached out, pointing to the distance: "Look."
But when he saw the distance, suddenly a ruined void flashed, like a line, and like a distance The tide is coming, and it is getting bigger and bigger, like a tsunami. Then there was a thunderbolt, as if the end of the day, the sky was broken open, and the earth cracked. Turned into pieces of debris, and as for a little bit of light like a dream, one after another dispersed.
The immortal city at the foot of the mountain, like sand and ashes, has become a cloud of smoke. As for Dingxing Mountain, it gradually spread from the foot of the mountain to the mountainside, and it also became nothingness.
At the foot of Zhao Yu, the floating fairy mountain also disappeared, and Fairy Maiden Hua left a meaningful smile, which also disappeared.
Void and vast, in the eyes, the star beast immortal sect disappeared without a trace, the only giant behemoth, just below the feet.
Looking around, the half-cut mountain is in infinity, and the crumbling earth is exactly what it looks like. In the emptiness of Oblivion, the upside-down half-top is holding this huge monster, ups and downs in it . "Alas..."
Zhao Yu sighed, flicked his sleeves, and fell down.
...
A grand palace stands alone.
This temple seems to have something or nothing, giving people a sense of hazy real illusion.
In the hall, it is time for a battle of wits and courage.
because here, you can't use magic power and divine ability, lest you disturb the mirage to counterattack, and your success will be lost.
Whether it's Yuanchen Daoist, the skinny old man, or the spiritual child, they are all extremely restrained.
Yuanchen Daoist is holding the orb at this time, and a little bright light between his eyebrows is connected to the orb. Ling Xinzi wanted to take away the orb, and repeatedly used Xinguang Escape, but was always blocked by the skinny old man.
It's not a weak spot where the mind can escape, nor is it a weak spot where the skinny old man can break through the mind. It's a small place here, and the area for the skinny old man to take care of is not big, he only needs to surround Yuanchen Daoist. Therefore, although it is a little slow, it can always stop the spiritual child. But Ling Xinzi didn't show any eagerness, instead, he looked like a bamboo in his chest.
As the saying goes, if you stay for a long time, you will lose.
The cultivation base of Lingxinzi is no trivial matter, and it is not inferior to Yuanchen Daoist. His breakthrough was blocked by the skinny old man, and suddenly came to Yuanchen Daoist's side, stretched out his hand, and the spirit light in his hand was shining, and he was about to pluck the mirage from Yuanchen Daoist's palm.
Ling Xinzi looks like too, red lips, white teeth, at this time grinning, as soon as he grabs the orb, he will tear it off.
"It's you who are stupid, Yuan Chenzi."
He was laughed, and he was about to run away with the orb.
However, his expression suddenly changed, rays of light flashed all over his body, and he stopped in place!
Yuan Chenzi, who was originally unable to move by the Mirage Beads holding the Primordial Spirit, suddenly opened his eyes, a flash of ruthlessness, and a small knife in the palm of his hand flew out, like light and electricity, and went straight to the spirit. Kill your heart and brows!
"How much I want to kill you!"
Yuanchen Daoist shot out the secluded knife, and at the same time took the mirage back from Lingxinzi's hand, he laughed when he opened his mouth: " The revenge is today..."
Ling Xinzi was flustered, only at this moment, when the sword hit his eyebrows, his expression suddenly calmed down.
Yuan Chenzi hasn't laughed yet, but when he sees a little bit of white light shining from the center of Lingxinzi's eyebrows, he actually holds up that secluded knife and can't shoot it! The smile froze on his face for a while, his expression changed, knowing that it was not good, and retreated to the skinny old man.
The white glow between Ling Xinzi's eyebrows grew, and he actually showed the appearance of a finger, and then he saw a silhouette walking out of his eyebrows, suddenly turning into the size of an ordinary person.
This silhouette is tall and slender, describing Gaogu, but it looks like an old man with white beard and white hair.
The old man twirled the faint knife at his fingertips, didn't look at Yuan Chenzi and the two, but shouted with Lingxinzi: "You have been cultivating for nearly a thousand years, you have my guidance at any time, but you have not yet achieved middle grade Primordial Spirit. It's really unbearable. Do you think that you can sit back and relax after you have cultivated the dharma? Arrogant and conceited, it's really stupid!"