It's really useless, just like what the night said, no matter how you shout, you just can't wake up the master Han Xiaowu. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"What should I do? What should I do? The dangerous situation made Xiao Hei panic, he couldn't watch his master die like this anyway, Xiao Hei began to try all kinds of methods, he used himself desperately to hit the master's body, he even used his mouth to bite the master's body.

It didn't work, the master's arm was bitten and bloody, but there was no reaction, he couldn't wake up his master.

Worried and panicked, Xiao Hei suddenly noticed that standing next to the master's body in the night, his hands have been controlling something, although those hands have never been in contact with the master's body, but they must be controlling something.

At this moment, Xiao Hei had a positive judgment.

If the night wasn't there to maintain a certain state, why did he stay still? If his hands are not immobile, why should they remain in an unnatural state?

"Let go of my master!!"

Xiao Hei suddenly rushed into a rage, opened his big mouth, and bit at the night that was close at hand.

Obviously, Xiao Hei wanted to wake up his master by attacking the night.

"Oh? You're quite smart with this demon treasure, and you've finally discovered it, but..."Ye, who really couldn't move his hands easily, reacted at the first time, his body shook slightly, and he could see that countless droplet-shaped bubbles were actually separated from his black night clothes one by one.

It felt like the night clothes on the night body, which were made up of countless droplet-shaped bubbles.

I can't count how many water droplet bubbles are separated, but I can see that when the water droplet bubbles are separated and flying, the night clothes have not changed, and he has been restored to his original appearance in an instant.

The disciples who had cultivated to a high level had already seen the clue at this time, and some disciples said loudly: "The clothes on the night body are his demon treasures, and his demon treasures are a piece of clothing." ”

Some disciples said that those disciples who couldn't see it really understood, no wonder Ye didn't wear the clothes of the disciples of the Immortal Fire Sect, it turned out that his clothes were his demon treasures.

Countless water droplets and bubbles, all of which flew up, quickly converged to a location, and this position was the place where Xiao Hei rushed to pass.

The distance was too short, and Xiao Hei didn't have time to adjust his direction, so his whole body crashed into it.

Xiao Hei is also a mortal eighth-order demon treasure, although the master Han Xiaowu has not had time to absorb the aura required by the eighth-order, but the power of its full impact is still very strong, no weaker than a huge grinding plate, the impact of falling from a height of dozens of meters.

But in the face of the convergence and fusion of countless water droplets and bubbles, Xiao Hei was finally stopped.

A large number of water droplets fused together to form a transparent liquid barrier that almost enveloped the entire black one.

Blackie rushed forward desperately, using all his strength, and the liquid barrier was also stretched, gradually thinning and becoming more transparent.

Just when he was less than an inch away from Ye's body, Xiao Hei could no longer get closer to the slightest, obviously only an inch away, but he couldn't get closer at all.

Xiao Hei's mouth was like a quick opening and closing guillotine, and he wanted to tear off the flesh of the night in one bite.

Airplanes!

It's like a slingshot that is pulled, the stronger the force, the stronger the reaction force, after reaching the limit, it barely lasts for less than a second, and under the reaction spring, Xiao Hei was instantly bounced out in the opposite direction.

"You can't save your master!" When Blackie was bounced off, the sound of the night sounded.

After being bounced away, Xiao Hei controlled it with all his might, and when he finally stopped, the distance between him and his master was already a full hundred meters.

"Ah!!h Xiao Hei shouted angrily and anxiously: "Let my master go!! ”

After shouting, Xiao Hei rushed into anger again, because he now knew that as long as he attacked Ye and let him leave the place, he would definitely be able to save his master, Han Xiaowu.

Although this is the case, the night just can't move, but if Xiao Hei wants to succeed, how can the night sit and wait to die?

I saw that the original fusion of water droplet bubbles, after the instant separation, took the initiative to meet the explosion of Xiao Hei, not only that, but the night clothes followed, and separated more droplet-shaped bubbles, one after another, endlessly.

This kind of droplet-shaped bubble consumes the spiritual power in the body of the night, but the spiritual power required for each droplet bubble is very small, and the night is the realm of the ninth order of mortal cultivation, so it can be said that he can isolate the endless droplet-shaped bubbles without limit.

In less than an instant, the entire martial arts arena became a sea of droplet-shaped bubbles, and Xiao Hei was in it, so small in comparison.

But Xiao Hei will not give up, he still attacks with all his strength, in order to attack the night, so as to save his master.

The bubbles in the full fighting arena began to converge, starting from the first water droplet bubble sticking to Xiao Hei's body, one after another, and the number became more and more.

When Xiao Hei approached the night again, the endless water droplets and bubbles fused together, completely enveloping Xiao Hei.

It was like being trapped in a water prison, not only did Xiao Hei's impact stop, but even if he wanted to move again, it became impossible.

"Let go of my master! Let go of my master!! After not being able to move freely, watching the master vomit blood one after another, Xiao Hei began to struggle like crazy.

Ye no longer paid attention to Xiao Hei, who was completely controlled, and his gaze fell on Han Xiaowu: "It's been destroyed for the seventh time, and you haven't died yet..."

Call... Call... Call......

After experiencing seven destructions, Han Xiaowu, who was in an inexplicable space, returned to his original state again, seven times of destruction, seven times of the pain of being killed, and seven times back to the moment before the destruction.

"What the hell is going on? Why am I not hurt? If this continues, how can he kill me? ”

Han Xiaowu didn't understand, every time he was destroyed, the pain was real, but every time he would return to the time when he was not injured, could it be that this killing move just made people experience the fear and pain of death?

Han Xiaowu couldn't find an answer, but Night told him, because after the seventh destruction, Night's figure appeared in the space.

Night was like the master of this place, he was suspended in mid-air, looking down at Han Xiaowu who was standing on the ground.

"Night, what the hell are you doing?" Han Xiaowu was quite calm and opened his mouth to ask.

"Yes, after seven destructions, you can still be so calm, your willpower is really extraordinary." Ye first approved, and then said: "This is my True Illusion Killing Realm, it will make you experience countless destructions, and each destruction, will weaken your perseverance, little by little, until your perseverance completely collapses.

The first seven times are just the beginning, the next ones are the real destruction, and each time is longer and longer, and you can hold on a few times, and I'm looking forward to it. ”

When he was about to disappear, Ye Yi did not forget to add: "So far, the person who has persisted in the realm of True Illusion Killing the longest has persisted until the ninth time, hehe." ”

Then, the night disappeared completely.

Looking at the space where he was alone again, Han Xiaowu did not panic, and he also had a premonition that the next pain would be a hundred times and a thousand times that of before.

"Before I was tortured to death, if I couldn't break through here, I would really die here..."There was a wry smile on the corner of his mouth, to be honest, Han Xiaowu didn't know how long he could last.

Boom!

At the beginning of the eighth destruction, a position in the space suddenly changed, and a sharp spear appeared, the tip of which was pointed directly at Han Xiaowu, flashing with a ruthless cold light.