119. The Great War of the Illusionists

I wanted to move, but I found that my limbs had been frozen and I couldn't move. This time it is even more angry, "Why are you still stunned, hurry up and help Bengong find a way to get rid of these ices." "His wedding clothes were already in shambles, because the friction had broken a few big holes.

Feng Jiutian looked back and saw this scene, almost not laughing. said vigorously in my heart, I deserve it, God finally sees it, bad people have bad rewards.

Climbing over the edge of the wall, you will come to a remote and secluded place.

Everything that happened just now must have aroused Dongfang Yuxuan's vigilance and anger, and it would definitely be difficult to get out again.

"The deity said that you are a stupid woman, no, now we can be the focus." With a smile on his lips, he stretched out his finger and poked her smooth forehead.

Her brow furrowed, and she was poked a few steps back, and she looked up at him disapprerovantly.

"What are you doing here?"

"Shhh, can't Jiu'er forget the lesson just now?"

"Go...... Go" Although he was not convinced verbally, he was a little more vigilant in his heart, and subconsciously lowered his voice a little.

This is not the outside world, and she is not sure if her current ability can break through.

Begin to pay attention to the surrounding environment, which is a deserted courtyard.

Weeds grow wildly everywhere, and a few flowers hang from some boring leaves. It was quiet, and there was not even a hint of the sound of the wind and grass.

There was no wind, the eerie breath was wisps, and there seemed to be a rustling sound in the air.

I didn't expect that there was such a barren place in the palace, it was really weird, my eyes scanned the surroundings, and when I saw that there was no movement, I sighed.

A pair of big hands suddenly patted her shoulder, and suddenly she was so frightened that she turned her head to face a handsome face full of smiles, and angrily clenched her pink fist.

"You don't know that people are scared to death." Obviously, there is nothing here, but it smells of death, so strange.

"Don't take it lightly." Just a word of warning.

"What do you mean, you're saying there's something weird here." Feng Jiutian's face was tense, and he was covered in gloom.

I looked around nervously, but I still didn't notice anything wrong.

What is it? It scared her. That beating heart couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Don't worry, with the deity, Jiu'er, you won't be eaten by monsters." Yan Yeming's cold face was rarely released, and a perfect smile could instantly confuse people.

"If you don't laugh, you won't die." Feng Jiutian spit out a few words sullenly, and gave him a blank look, and sure enough, the dog couldn't spit out ivory from his mouth.

Along the way, let him take advantage of so much, she was speechless enough.

The air began to fill with the smell of blood, and the ground began to "rustle", from far to near, more and more clear.

Cracks appeared in the ground stained with dirt, and there was something in the cracks that was pouring in from all directions, directly facing Feng Jiutian.

It's creepy, I can't see what it is, and I get scared.

There was a strange and powerful melody of music, and the monsters buried in the ground danced to the song.

Yan Yeming's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness, and his thin lips opened slightly, "The technique of sound control is rare." There are still worldly masters in this palace. ”

The art of sound control is extremely difficult to learn, and it is necessary to have a good foundation of music and slowly grind it out. It's like an illusionist, using his mind to control the beast, or conjuring up a void scene, which makes people intoxicated and difficult to extricate themselves.

Lure enemies in step by step, and then kill.

It's a pity that the sound control technique doesn't work for him at all, but the other party is a difficult master to deal with, and in the shadows, he may not be able to spare the energy to protect her.

Facing Yan Yeming with a somewhat mocking and disdainful look, Feng Jiutian was unhappy, "Don't think of me as so weak, okay, I'm not your burden, even without you, I can break out of here." ”

I don't know who led her to a dangerous place.

Feng Jiutian said goodbye, took out his whip, and smashed it on one of the wriggling ravines. The ravine seemed to have eyes, and it looked to the side, avoiding her attack.

He threw the whip out of the middle with his backhand, and the wriggling yellow mud in the middle refused to let go of the good opportunity, and he lashed the yellow mud a few times.

The yellow mud dissipated, a "hiss" of pain came out, and a turquoise snake fell to the ground on all sides, rolling its eyes.

Is it a snake? Feng Jiutian's eyes narrowed, the red clothes danced, and he killed a few more in a row.

Kill one, and it doesn't take long for the snake on the ground to sprang up again, often coming back to life. The snake didn't kill a single one, but Feng Jiutian was so tired that he was sweating profusely.

At this time. Many snakes sprang up from the ground, and the rhythm gradually changed, becoming low and fast, like a snake curling up and attacking.

So many snakes? Feng Jiutian licked his lips that had dried up, making it moist and bloodthirsty, as if he was licking blood.

Seeing that it seemed to be the end, her physical strength had also reached the point of exhaustion. It was a war of physical strength and intelligence. If she has the slightest slack and negligence, she will be bitten by ten thousand snakes and venom will invade. Soon will die.

He didn't have an antidote, and he didn't have time to prepare it.

Donghuang glanced at him indifferently, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at her with burning purple eyes. "Jiu'er, do you need the deity to help you?"

"No, you don't." The answer was categorical, if he was helping, then she would be laughed at by him.

"Jiu'er has thought about it? This is a fatal accident. ”

"No matter what, death will die." A bloodthirsty smile filled the corners of his mouth, and a trace of determination crossed his eyes.

Yes, it's a big deal to die, her life is going to end, if she can't even deal with these snakes, then, what qualifications do she have to stand with him, sooner or later he will laugh to death.

She wanted him to know that she Feng Jiutian was definitely not a weak person.

Raising the whip, she looked like a bloody female Shura, with a graceful posture and a cold and arrogant face. Looking at the snakes lying at her feet, she felt a little more confident.

"Come on." The earth-shattering voice sounded, with fortitude and unyielding.

"You're really bold, but you're just a second-order magician, and you dare to compete with this palace?" The sound of cleaning up sounded like a brass bell, and the rhythm moved, with a powerful murderous aura.

"Who are you? Hiding her head on the road, like a dead woman, Miss Ben's affairs don't need you to say, the appearance can't be seen, only a face-to-face battle can be known. The afterglow swept all around, rising from the ground, red clothes like a sea, long hair and shawls.

"At a young age, with such a crazy tone." The woman on the other side laughed, and the flute gradually stopped, and suddenly rose again.

At this time, the sound of the flute is slightly more majestic than the flute just now, a river of yellow water rolls east into the sea, and the monstrous thunder splits through the clouds, creating an earth-shattering, weeping ghost and god power.