In the Phantom family, a white-haired woman sat on the shore of the Phantom Heart Lake in a daze, just motionless and sitting quietly.

There was not the slightest expression on her face, and it was precisely because of this that her body exuded an aura of rejection from thousands of miles away, indifferent and cold.

The sword, a silver-white Xiu sword slowly suspended in front of her, the intricate textures on the sword body were exquisitely suffocating, and on the hilt, the silver silk sword spike fluttered in the wind.

"Sixth Ancestor, Moyu Pavilion was attacked by the Ye clan and Luomen, and came to ask for help. A woman spoke from afar.

Auditory hallucinations were still stunned and looked at Xiujian in front of her, and after a long time, she finally said lightly, "Send someone to support." ”

The voice, as always, is indifferent, indifferent and chills people's hearts.

"Yes. ”

The woman leaned over and said yes, but when she looked up, she saw that she had disappeared.

Many years ago, she doesn't remember, but she has indeed maintained this state for many years, everything is changing, but her heart is still like this, cold and chilling.

And she has long been accustomed to being used to by the Phantom clan, if it is not necessary, no one will approach the Phantom Heart Lake, and no one will disturb her.

All the gossip has long since turned into sighs and awe over time.

The cold sword light pierced the void and slashed towards Ye Haochen who was in the battle, and the arrival of the auditory hallucinations brought tremendous pressure to the three warring parties, however, the sword light was blocked, blocked by a man shrouded in a black cloak.

Everyone was shocked by this sudden scene, and then they realized that the Emperor Wen from Luomen was not one.

Auditory hallucinations quietly looked at the man in front of him and spoke indifferently.

"Get out of the way. ”

The cloaked man was silent and did not speak, but the ripples that erupted from his body had already answered everything.

The auditory hallucinations moved, and Ling Rui's silver sword fell like a storm on the magic circle that the cloaked man hurriedly propped up, and in the blink of an eye, centered on the place where the tip of the sword landed, the magic circle shattered.

The man in the cloak didn't pause in the slightest, and thousands of high-grade veins were all over his body, slamming his fist into the auditory hallucinations.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the blade handing over resounded in the sky, and the next moment it became a sound, echoing in the heavens and the earth.

Ye Yan sat up excitedly, looking at the white-haired figure in the projection, his mood was indescribable.

Grandmother is so powerful, this swordsmanship and the pattern are completely integrated, and the use of it is so powerful.

Looking at the auditory hallucinations in the projection, Ye Xuan's heart was surging, he was both happy to see his grandmother, but also sad that he was difficult to recognize, and what was even more hateful was that he couldn't help his grandmother when she fought with others!

Damn!

In the projection, the attack of the auditory hallucination was as fast as lightning, and each blow was accompanied by the power of different lines, defeating the man in the cloak one after another, until the man in the cloak used the power of the pattern to create an air shock effect, which was able to stop the attack of the auditory hallucination!

And it was at this moment that auditory hallucinations decisively gave up fighting with him and killed Ye Haochen in the battle.

In the sky, the cloaked man's arms trembled, scarlet blood seeped out of his arms, and he gritted his teeth and chased after him as he looked at the auditory hallucinatory figure.

"Ye Haochen, she's here for the Ye family!" the cloaked man snorted.

Ye Haochen sneered, and without any hesitation, he killed the auditory hallucination, and the man in the cloak also entered the battlefield of Mo Yan and the others at this moment.

"Demon girl, I regret that I didn't go after you in person!" The magic circle and the sword blade of the auditory illusion pressed together, and the auditory illusion was expressionless, looking at Ye Haochen on the opposite side of the magic circle.

"I'll let all the Ye clan people bury them with them, even if... Take the whole phantom!" said the auditory hallucinator indifferently.

"Hmph, then it depends on whether you have that ability! Those old guys are not so stupid, they won't let you push the Phantom Clan into the abyss!" "The Ye Clan and the Phantom Clan have been fighting for hundreds of years, and they have never really been stumbled, and that result will undoubtedly push the two clans to extinction and become a stepping stone for other big forces.

So, how could Ye Haochen believe in auditory hallucinations?

"Either fight with the Ye family, or, I fight with them, they... will make the right choice!" The indifferent voice made Ye Haochen's face ugly.

If Auditory Hallucinations are really determined to fight to the death with the Phantom Clan's Ancestor, then the final result will definitely be the decline of the Phantom Clan, because no matter what the outcome of the battle is, Auditory Hallucinations and the Phantom Clan's Ancestor will definitely be killed and injured, and such a Phantom Clan, which force is not moved?

Whether to do it with Ye's or choose to fight to the death with auditory hallucinations, the answer is already very clear.

"Madman!

Ye Haochen roared angrily, and the magic circle frantically bombarded the auditory hallucination, but the speed and swordsmanship of the auditory hallucination once again made him have to defend passively.

Even if his comprehension of the pattern and the circle was higher than that of the auditory hallucination, this was the difference between the array and the soldier pattern.

The sword, connected into a phantom, accompanied by the blessing of the pattern, Ye Haochen was defeated and retreated, this kind of concentrated attack will always be more powerful than the vast majority of magic circles in close combat, but that is limited to the vast majority.

When an invisible impact crashed into the auditory hallucinator's mind, her figure almost fell into the air, it was a magic circle composed of some kind of pattern symbolizing the origin of the spirit.

Almost at the moment when the auditory hallucination was lost, an invisible giant hammer rushed out of the circle behind her and blasted towards her defenseless, and the giant hammer circle was also made of that kind of spiritual imprint.

"Buzz!"

Sen Leng's sword intent suddenly erupted centered on the auditory hallucination, and the paused figure brought out a phantom and rushed towards Ye Haochen.

The moment the giant hammer and the sword intent bombarded together, the auditory hallucination let out a muffled snort, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and Ye Haochen, who was bound to win this blow, was also pierced through his left shoulder by a sword hallucination due to this change, and blood flowed everywhere!

"Crazy, for the sake of your own personal grudge, I would rather push your people to the abyss of death, even if you fight to the death today, I will kill you here!" Ye Haochen ignored his injuries and fought with his auditory hallucinations with all his might.

An indifferent, emotionless voice rang out, "At the moment of their death, I... It's already dead, and it's the Ye clan headed by you who killed them, as well as the ruthless Phantom clan, and I, I already have nothing to care about. ”

"Die. ”

Ye Haochen let out a loud shout, with him as the center, tens of thousands of transparent lines spread all over the void, and the endless spiritual impact hit every corner of the void like a raging wave.

And in his right hand, a bright circle shone brightly, bursting with dazzling light.

The face of the auditory hallucination was extremely pale, the tattoos had already covered the surface of her body, and even the sword intent had been triggered to the extreme, but the spiritual impact like a tide had a great impact on her.

"Phantom Sword Style!"

Hallucinations slowly closed her eyes, and the silver sword was inserted back into her scabbard, and then the hilt was held tightly by her.