Chapter 143: Trick Battle

didn't expect the other party to commit suicide neatly in front of him, and suddenly witnessed this abrupt scene of Chongyang, and there was a trace of wavering in his mind, a little gap.

Jacob and the others, who were scattered in the four corners of the "hands-on", keenly grasped this moment, and joined hands to hand the magic formation that had been brewed so far.

"Guillotine Locks - Hanging"

"Soul Scythe - Judgment of Sin"

"Piercing the Heart—Destroying the Soul"

"Twisting Crossblade - Split"

Dark Race Four Spells Combo Magic - "Sinful Heavenly Punishment Array"

The color of the sky changed, the sky that had been howling with wind and snow suddenly fell silent, and the goose feathers and snow were suddenly stained with the color of blood, the flow of time became extremely slow, and the air was full of a suffocating fishy smell.

"This is ......" Chongyang was stunned, the space around him had changed so dramatically, but he couldn't perceive even the slightest spatial fluctuation, as if everything in front of him was just an illusion.

"Hallucinations, by the way, this is the Dark Race's Mind Suppression Demon Array. He reacted immediately, and at this time, a falling snow that seemed to be made of blood slowly drifted in front of his eyes, but it suddenly bloomed, turning into a sharp blood light

Bumper Bumper ...... Chongyang raised the flame shattering blade to resist, but this piece of blood light actually destroyed his blade, fiercely piercing his chest, arms, and neck. An icy chill penetrated the bone marrow, and warm blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Ahhh

"Unshakable, it's just an illusion, it's just an illusion, a dark magic that works through the cracks in the heart"

There was blood all over his body, but Chongyang just shouted a few times, and he endured such pain, waved his hand hard to scatter the blood, gritted his teeth, and strengthened his will.

The black young man's current appearance is very miserable, his chest has been pierced with a large hole, his right hand has almost been cut, and his neck is still spurting blood...... If it were reality, he would have died a long time ago, but he is still standing and can still feel the pain, which proves that everything that was born is not completely real.

"Bastard, counted. He looked at where Joshua had been, and there was nothing there. Obviously, the other party's abrupt suicide was just a trick to shake him.

I have to admit that the other party succeeded, he was trapped in a large phantom array, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to get rid of it for a while.

This phantom array is not attacking the ** of the spell recipient, but the mind, so ordinary human magic, even beast magic, is useless to it. Dark magic is not about controlling space, nor about destroying space, but about grasping the gap in the mind of the recipient and borrowing space to carry out changes.

The blood-colored flying snow in the sky, the gradually dimming sky, and the clusters of towers that seem to have gone through tens of thousands of years at once and look extremely dilapidated are all changes in space, the mental state of the recipient, and the dark magic formation.

"To understand it in the simplest way, I am now in a man-made nightmare, deprived of a normal perception of time and space. ”

Chongyang walked slowly towards the sky along the outer wall of the tower, and at the same time stroked the severe wound on his chest with his left hand, endured the pain, and wiped it hard, smoothing out the big hole that penetrated his body, and even his clothes were restored to their original state.

"Everything you see and feel here is real and false, and it cannot be completely regarded as an illusion, nor can it be a real reality. Space has changed, the passage of time has also been misplaced, and after a few years or even more than ten years here, the reality may only be a few seconds later. ”

Click...... While thinking calmly, Chongyang continued to use his left hand to reattach his right hand, which had been cut off almost at shoulder length, and although it hurt to death, as long as he had a firm will, he could overcome this level of illusion.

"If you want to break the formation, you must find the caster, they must be hiding somewhere in this nightmare array. While this phantom array imprisoned me, it also limited themselves. It's a battle of heart and mind. ”

Chongyang gathered his thoughts, then closed his eyes and stood still on the outer wall of the tower.

I don't know how long it took, the blood snow slowly flowed, gathered, and enveloped around him, and then transformed into a scythe and crossblade of various sizes, and flew towards him

Puff puff...... The scythe and the sharp blade entered his body, cutting Chongyang's body to pieces, and the pain was indescribable, but he insisted on standing still, allowing the sword to divide him without wavering.

A bloody and bizarre scene was born, the blood-colored sickle and cross blade continued to cut and shatter the black-clothed youth, blood splashed, and minced meat flew, but the young man's body just did not collapse, and while being constantly cut, the wounds were constantly healing or disappearing directly, and he was more and more determined to maintain his own existence.

"Come on, keep coming, is that all there is to it?"

Holding back the unimaginable pain of ordinary people, Chongyang opened his eyes and asked coldly and sternly.

A scythe flew through his face, gouging out his eyes and flipping his skull, but the next moment he was still standing there with his eyebrows crossed, unharmed.

The blood-colored weapons flying in the sky moved a little slowly when they killed and injured him I don't know how many times, but they could never shake his existence.

"Here" Chongyang's eyes flashed, and with a wave of his big hand, he annihilated most of the blood-colored weapons around him, and then pointed in one direction, and his fingertips struck out an extremely powerful scorching light, piercing through a hidden figure.

There was no scream, but between the remnants of the blood-colored weapons, all the crossblade forms disappeared in one fell swoop, and only the sickle form remained floating in the air.

The snow suddenly froze, then swept abruptly, condensing with the remnants of the blood-colored scythe to form an incomparably huge blood scythe that spanned the sky, slashing fiercely towards Chongyang.

Bang...... The black-clothed young man and the tower he was in were slashed into the air, and the whole person was broken into two pieces, and his intestines and internal organs were sprayed in the air.

This was not over, and then the giant blood scythe came in pursuit with another sword, and at the same time flew the three towers, it divided the black-clothed youth into four extremely miserable sections, and threw it high into the sky.

"It's just a bigger handle......"

Chongyang's lips squirmed, and in the first half of the sentence, he was still flying in the air like a corpse, and in the second half of the sentence, he had already returned to his original state, and he turned over and stood still in the void.

“...... The variation is really uncreative. ”

As soon as he stood still, before he could finish speaking, a black chain suddenly swept from behind, wrapped around his body, and then strangled his neck and lifted him up.

A tall obelisk transformed into a huge black ghost, pulling at the other end of the black chain, and after the squeaky monster hung the black-clothed youth up, it threw it out fiercely, penetrating another high tower hundreds of meters away, and then pulled it back, and then shook it hard......

smashed seven or eight towers like this, smashing Chongyang to the point that he was deformed, and his neck was highly twisted, which was unbearable.

The black ghost stared at the young man who looked like a broken puppet, let out a creepy laugh, and then stretched out his sharp fingers, stuck the young man's feet, pulled it down, and forcibly pulled it apart, and blood ** rose.

"It's a little bit of a sight to behold, but it's still a bit old-fashioned. ”

On the body that was torn off the head, a new head immediately appeared. The old god of Chongyang was there, looking up at the hideous face of the black ghost, and commented lightly.

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and then quietly turned into snow, dissipating into nothingness.

"What's next?"

Chongyang easily broke free from the chains, crossed his arms, and stood proudly in the void.

There was a long silence, and then a faint figure appeared on the high spire opposite, holding a sharp flying edge in each hand.

Chongyang's expression was slightly solemn.

I saw this illusory figure leap suddenly, raised his right hand high, and the flying edge of his hand instantly condensed a white flash that broke through the sky, and countless strange talismans surrounded it, faintly forming a huge strange snake circling the sky.

This strange snake has one eye, long horns, and a long tongue sticks out of its mouth, and the tip of the tongue is the flying ridge that contains powerful energy.

After brewing this spell to the limit, the illusory figure suddenly waved his hand and threw the flying edge hard, and the strange snake figure also jumped up, spitting out the tip of its sharp tongue and pounced on the black-clothed youth.

"Frontal Attack...... Excellent"

Chongyang's face was serious, knowing that the scene in front of him was no longer an illusion, but a reality that contained most of it. If you are struck by that flying edge, you will no longer be able to recover mentally like before.

The strange snake in the sky blinked and pounced, making people have nowhere to escape, and the tip of the tongue - the flying edge rushed straight to the heart of Chongyang's chest, wrapped in the terrifying momentum that penetrated ** and shattered the soul.

"Infinite Mystery - Defensive Counterattack Blasting - Three-Core ......"

Chongyang didn't dodge or dodge, his hands were raised, and the shattered blade of Yan that had been destroyed by the blood light before reappeared between his hands, flashing with a dazzling magic array light.

Of the light, the three magic beads of the defense mystery, the counterattack arcane, and the blasting arcane instantly fused, forming a mysterious and cumbersome magic array shield, attached to the blade.

The black young man suddenly erected the shield of the magic array to resist the moment the flying edge hit in front of him, and then when the flying edge was stagnant, he operated the magic array to burst into the sky glow, turned around, stepped forward, and guided the flying edge to turn one hundred and eighty degrees, and then shook it hard - "Turning the sky and breaking the meteor"

The Serpent's Phantom crumbled and annihilated as the Flying Ridge was fended off and turned around, replaced by a blazing glow that wrapped around the reflected Flying Ridge and dragged it in a dazzling trajectory like a meteor.

Peng Long...... The Meteor Fire Flying Ridge completely struck back in the direction it had come, striking the illusory figure that had no time to hide again, and continued to fly towards the high sky, and finally exploded suddenly, blooming with brilliant fireworks.

"Killed the second one. Chongyang squinted slightly.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt an incomparably real pain in his chest.

"How......" He looked down and saw a real flying edge, piercing between his chest and abdomen

Where did the attack come from? Chongyang was surprised and puzzled, and then suddenly remembered that the flying edge in his opponent's hand had two handles

One shot out with great momentum, attracting his attention, while the other shot out unnoticedly, using the hidden cover of the formation to insidiously plot against him.

“...... Worthy of ...... Dark Race ......"

There was a heavy paralyzing feeling in addition to the pain in the body, and it was obvious that the flying edges were coated with poison. Chongyang had a wry smile on his face, his body shook, and he slowly fell down.