As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, the illusionist's eyes flickered, and he found himself in a blood-colored swamp, all under which there was blood and rotting corpses!

The pungent bloody breath suffocated the illusionist!

"I didn't expect that one day I would be dragged into the illusion by others!" the illusionist looked around vigilantly, and his heart was a little crying and laughing.

"Illusion?" At this time, Ling Feng's voice came from a distance, he looked at the illusionist, and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry to tell you, this is not an illusion, this is just a Shura field in my memory! Everything you see now is what I saw and experienced at that time! So, the Shura journey is about to begin, you can taste it!"

The illusionist's eyes shrank, and Ling Feng's words were like a call from hell!

"This place used to be real!" the illusionist was about to leave, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't get out at all, and his spiritual power seemed to be constantly absorbed by this blood swamp, and a wave of fear from the depths of his heart could not be suppressed and poured into his heart.

"Where did this feeling of fear come from?" The illusionist hugged his body tightly, and looked up, this boundless blood swamp seemed to be Shura Hell, with blood and corpses everywhere!

The illusionist knelt in the swamp, a feeling of nausea rushing into his stomach, and he kept retching, but to no avail!

The wind was blowing, as if with the wailing of countless unjust souls, and the illusionist found himself here, as if he had become a helpless child, and his inner fear and despair were constantly breeding, almost driving himself crazy!

"Could this be this guy's innermost hidden inner world?" The illusionist quickly understood that if he wanted to break through Ling Feng's Shura Hell, he only needed to be able to withstand the kind of fear and despair that Ling Feng was suffering at that time!

But what worries the illusionist is, can he really bear it? Because if he can't bear it, this fear and despair will break through his heart, and his spirit will fall into fear completely, if that happens, he will really sink into it, and only death can be relieved!

Ten minutes, the illusionist only lasted for a short ten minutes, and his body began to tremble constantly, as if he couldn't bear it anymore!

With a pop, the illusionist opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, he tried to open his eyes, with fear in his eyes, looking at Ling Feng, he said hoarsely: "You are a real demon, you are a demon from hell!"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows: "Yes, you actually used the anti-spirit storm to break free yourself from my blood-colored purgatory, but even if you break free, what's the use? Now that your mental power has been severely damaged, your strength has been greatly reduced, in front of me, do you still want to escape?"

The illusionist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, as an S-level master of spiritual power, almost all of his cultivation was focused on the improvement of spiritual power, throwing out spiritual power, he was just an A-level master!

What's more, he was injured now, and he was no match for Ling Feng!

"You can't kill me!" The illusionist gasped and looked at Ling Feng: "I have set up a spirit bomb in Yun Hanrui's spiritual world, if I die, this spirit bomb will completely explode, and when the time comes, it will impact your spirit barrier, and Yun Hanrui will become a living dead!"

Ling Feng squinted: "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm stating a fact!" the illusionist straightened up and said, "I know that Yun Hanrui is very important to you, otherwise, you would not be able to personally sit down and arrest me, if you let Yun Hanrui become a living dead in order to kill me, I think you will definitely not be reconciled!"

"Even if I kill you, I can find a way to heal Yun Hanrui!" Ling Feng said lightly: "Whether it is the Bright Crown of the Holy See of Light or the scabbard of King Arthur, the Knight of the Round Table, they all have the effect of resurrecting the dead!"

The illusionist laughed: "But do you dare to bet? The two you said do have a miraculous effect on the treatment of injuries, but the mental damage is not as good as the damage on the **, once the spiritual world collapses, even if God is alive, it can't be saved, I think you should know very well!"

Ling Feng stared at the illusionist and said, "You're right, so what about your conditions? Do you want to exchange Yun Hanrui's life for your own?"

The illusionist said lightly: "My life is not worth mentioning in your eyes, but Yun Hanrui has an important place in your heart, I think you should know how to choose, right?"

Ling Feng thought for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward and punched the illusionist in the abdomen!

The swear on the illusionist's face instantly turned into consternation, he bent down in pain, Ling Feng rubbed his fists and said lightly: "I hate it when someone threatens me with my friends, but congratulations, your life is with me first!

Just in case, Ling Feng cleaned up the illusionist ruthlessly, and sealed his strength by the way, so that at least he didn't have the strength to detonate the spirit bomb in Yun Hanrui's mind!

But this method is not a long-term solution after all, and if you want to completely solve Yun Hanrui's problem, the only way to dismantle the spiritual bomb is to dismantle it. But defusing the spirit bomb is not a simple matter, once you are careless and the spirit bomb is detonated, Yun Hanrui will really become a living dead!

If you want to defuse the bomb safely, you can only protect Yun Hanrui's spiritual world first, so that you can dismantle it smoothly.

"The Crown of Light and the King's Sword Sheath!" Ling Feng rubbed his brows with a little headache, these two things were inherited by both sides, and the possibility of getting them was too low!

Compared to the Crown of Light, Ling Feng was more sure to obtain the King's Sword Sheath, but thinking of the matter with Daphne, Ling Feng still felt that it would be better to go to the Holy See of Light to borrow the Crown of Light, although it might be more expensive, but at least there would be some surprises.

And at this moment, Yun Hanrui sat on the bed, seemingly a little confused: "Huh, what did you eat at night? What happened? Why don't I have an impression? Could it be that I'm too tired lately?"

The illusionist's strength was sealed, and he could no longer control Yun Hanrui, which made Yun Hanrui a little confused by the fragments in his memory.

"Forget it, I don't want to think so much! Let's go to bed early!" Yun Hanrui lay down, thinking back to the hug Ling Feng had given during the day, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.