In front of him, there was the exclamation of the advisor and Helian Feng. The surrounding www.biquge.info of the Pen, Fun, and Pavilion is a terrifying scene like purgatory.

Destroying the world, only in the blink of an eye, moving mountains and reclaiming the sea, and moving the heart at will...... Who wouldn't want that kind of power?

However, Ye Shuo did not show the excitement or excitement that comes with having such a powerful power. He suddenly became silent.

This silence comes from his identification with this power.

At the same time, beyond the illusion, it was a dark blue world. The Nightmare God's eyes were half-closed, and she was satisfied with what she saw.

The three people in front of them were suspended in the air, and they seemed to be asleep. Of course, it can also be said that if their hearts are no longer beating, what is the difference between them and death? Can a person who is immersed in a fantasy and can never wake up, a person who has lost his soul and consciousness, even if he has a beating heart, can he be called alive?

The Nightmare God let out a scornful sneer. No one had ever been able to escape from the illusion she had created. Because the illusion was not strictly created by her, but by the people who were in the illusion themselves. Everyone has a side in their hearts that they don't want to face, and everyone has a side in their hearts that is hidden under the surface and doesn't want to mention.

Because he didn't want to mention it, he didn't want to accept it, so he chose to flee and choose to hide. In this way, how can you escape the illusion you have created? "Foolish people...... Rest forever in this world created by your own hands!"

The corners of the Nightmare God's mouth went up, and now, it was time to destroy their bodies. "Die!" muttered the nightmare god, as if he were chanting an old song, or as if he were chanting a strange incantation.

The three people in front of her—Luo Dixing, Mo Liangcheng, and Ye Shuo—had ominous expressions on their faces. Luo Dixing's face was unbelievably surprised and helpless, and finally turned into a mockery of himself, his brows furrowed, as if he was struggling in the abyss of pain. And Mo Liangcheng, without any struggle, he seemed to have given up, his face was full of despair and self-blame.

As for Ye Shuo...... The spell chanted by the god of nightmares came to an abrupt end. Why...... Ye Shuo's expression looked so subtle, he seemed to be laughing. Yes, he was smiling, and in this smile, there was also a sense of calmness.

This was the first time that the Nightmare God had been surprised, and people in the illusion should not have such an expression. There are many people who have broken into the realm of nightmares, and there are also many people in the realm of illusions, and this is the first time that the god of nightmares has seen that some people can still show such expressions in the realm of illusions. Could it be that his illusion is still on the good side, and has not yet begun to fall?

No way, the god of nightmares doesn't doubt it. The three people in front of them entered the illusion at the same time, although the time in the illusion is different according to the individual's situation, there are long and short, but the real time outside the illusion is the same. At this time, his illusion should have already fallen.

Is there nothing he is afraid of, is there nothing he is unwilling to face, or is what he is afraid of is exactly what he wants?

The corners of the Nightmare God's mouth curled in an arc, if that was the case, it would be funny, but it was just fun. Maybe the man can't fall in the illusion, but in reality, he will still die.

"I will not spare any rude person who intrudes into the Nightmare Realm......" The Nightmare God closed his eyes again, chanting as he continued.

Soon after, the three of them did indeed change. In the midst of the gloomy blue, thin red threads suddenly appeared, many and dense, and they were intertwined with each other, like swimming snakes around the bodies of the three of them.

Those red threads seemed to have some special ability, once they were wrapped around the bodies of the three of them, the edges of the skin that came into contact with the threads turned red, and they gradually merged with those threads.

Everything seemed to be in order, but suddenly, the Nightmare God's eyes widened.

"The weaving thread has been blocked!"

The so-called "weaving magic thread" is the fine red line. Weaving the magic thread is a treasure that obtains one's own energy by absorbing the illusion of others, and similarly, by absorbing the energy of the weaving magic thread, it is also a means for the nightmare god to improve his own cultivation. When weaving illusion threads to absorb other people's illusions, the person who is absorbed into the illusion will have their spiritual power dissipated, their veins cut off, and they will die completely.

But now, the god of nightmares could clearly feel that the weaving of the magic thread was hindered. She once again manipulated the weaving magic thread to absorb the illusion of the three people in front of her, but when the weaving magic thread surrounded Ye Shuo's body, it suddenly stopped.

Why can't the illusion of the person in front of me be absorbed?

The Nightmare God couldn't find an answer, for it was the first time she had encountered such a situation. The Nightmare God couldn't help but increase the strength of her absorption once again, this time, she was no longer as leisurely and elegant as before, and the incantation in her mouth suddenly became a little faster. Under the rapid spell, the weaving thread became more and more bright red, like a fine bloodline, and it was so gorgeous that it could almost ooze blood.

Sure enough, after the Nightmare God increased the strength of absorption, the weaving threads around Ye Shuo's body began to gradually lean against his body, clinging to his skin, like blood-sucking worms, sucking blood.

The Nightmare God slowly furrowed her brow, and the visions of the three people in front of her passed through her mind. She had seen many situations in a fantasy world, and all the endings were similar. To her, these illusions were just a kind of essence to improve her cultivation. She didn't have too many ** to check them one by one.

However, suddenly, the god of nightmares saw a huge evil eye in a certain illusion that passed through his mind.

The evil eye was watching her.

It was clear that this was just a scene in the illusion, why did it make her so frightened? The Nightmare God could be sure that the evil eye was indeed watching her. It was like an invisible eye peeping, and with that came a huge sense of oppression.

"The man was in a fantasy...... What exactly is happening?"

The God of Nightmares, in the Tianlan Secret Realm, has already had a hundred years of cultivation. But this hundred years of cultivation seems to be worth mentioning at all under this sense of oppression. The Nightmare God, who controls the entire Nightmare Domain, seems to be like an ant, capable of pinching her to death with a single stroke.

It was the first time in a hundred years that the god of nightmares was terrified. And what frightened her was not only the evil eye that appeared in her mind, but also the weaving thread controlled by her, as if she was not commanded, and all the illusions she absorbed were reversed, and once again returned to the memories of the three people in front of her.

The bright red snake-like fine weaving threads, this time, actually slowly flowed around the nightmare god's body, they were like red light smoke, enveloping the nightmare god, and the nightmare god's beautiful and dead eyes finally appeared a trace of fluctuation - those weaving threads were actually about to eat her back!

Whether the Nightmare God wants it or not, she is being taken to a mere person she has never looked down upon