Chapter 130: Illusion

Looking at the iron-armored puppet that no longer had any breath, Chen Ziang's eyes turned, and after thinking for a moment, he pinched the law in his hand, and the light rainbow sword turned into blue light for a while, and slashed away at the iron-armored puppet.

Between a few ups and downs, the ironclad puppet was dismantled by Chen Ziang. Apparently Chen Ziang, in order to prevent the iron-armored puppet from pretending to be dead, drove the Qinghong Sword and issued an attack on the iron-armored puppet. When I saw the steely body of the ironclad puppet, it was scattered all over the ground. Chen Ziang's heart was slightly relieved. Under the relaxation of his mind, the injuries in Chen Ziang's body suddenly burst out, and the chest was painful, which made Chen Ziang suddenly vomit two mouthfuls of blood.

I felt a little better. After seeing that there was no movement around, Chen Ziang didn't care about the surroundings, it was not a place to heal, so he crossed his knees and patted the storage bag in his hand. He took out a jade bottle-like thing from the storage bag, Chen Ziang glanced at the jade bottle, then opened the jade bottle, the cork of the bottle, poured out a few pills from it, a rich aroma, instantly diffused out, smelling this fragrance, Chen Ziang felt that even the injuries on his body had recovered a little.

After pondering slightly, Chen Ziang pinched the law in his hand, and the light rainbow sword slashed for a while, and then it rotated around, and the next moment, it suddenly formed a sword array, surrounding Chen Ziang. Seeing that the sword array had been completed, Chen Ziang whispered slightly: "With this sword array, you should be able to be vigilant." After speaking, he glanced at the pill and swallowed a few pills. Then as soon as he patted the storage bag, he put the jade bottle into the storage bag anew, and the healing pill used by Chen Ziang was bought in the Netherworld, but he didn't expect it to be used so quickly.

Thinking of this, Chen Ziang no longer slackened. Hurriedly sank into the dantian, thinking nothing in his heart. In a moment, it was already sinking into my mind. For the outside world, there is no longer a perception. It's just that Chen Ziang, who was healing, didn't notice that with Chen Ziang's healing, the cores of the four iron-armored puppets that were originally disabled by Chen Ziang exuded a faint light.

And as Chen Ziang's perception of the surroundings continued to be lost, a faint light slowly released a slight smoke. As the smoke filled, it gradually began to fill the entire cave, and continued to spread towards the place where Chen Ziang was sitting. And as the smoke became thicker and thicker, the smoke around Chen Ziang also became thicker and thicker, and the sword array that Chen Ziang laid out did not move at all for the smoke that spread around Chen Ziang.

The next moment, wisps of green smoke followed Chen Ziang's breath while cultivating. Slowly, from Chen Ziang's nostrils, it continued to enter Chen Ziang's body. And as the smoke keeps coming in. Chen Ziang, who was in healing, couldn't help but snort softly, and there was no reaction after that. There was silence all around, as if nothing had appeared. The remains of the ironclad puppet were also lying quietly on the ground, and Chen Ziang's figure was also silent. Only the sword array set up by Chen Ziang emitted a faint light, and everything seemed to fall into darkness.

And Chen Ziang, who fell into the dantian, was obviously not as unmoved as the outside world. As the smoke continued to enter, a figure suddenly appeared in Chen Ziang's heart, a piece of all kinds of people he had seen. In Chen Ziang's heart, he was swaying. The next moment, Chen Ziang's mind and body suddenly fell into a large hall full of golden brilliance, and in the center of the hall, there was a huge dragon chair. Symbolizes high power. And under the dragon chair, there were dense figures kneeling quietly.

As soon as the figure moved, he said loudly to Chen Ziang: "Long live my emperor, long live, long live long live", and then a pale-haired minister bowed to Chen Ziang. The voice said with a rich respect: "Please, my emperor will board the dragon chair and become our emperor." Looking at the dense figures below, a desire for power permeated Chen Ziang's heart, making Chen Ziang feel an inextricable pleasure. A huge desire to hold power in his hands and control the life and death of others filled Chen Ziang's heart.

Looking at the dragon chair not far ahead, it symbolizes the high concentration of power, as long as Chen Ziang sits on it, he is the emperor of ten thousand, and he can dominate the life and death of others. can be cloudy, looking down on the ups and downs of everything, this kind of pleasure of holding power, how not to make Chen Ziang's heart move. The footsteps were irrepressible, Chen Ziang came to the side of the dragon chair step by step, stroking the dragon chair with a metallic texture in his hand, Chen Ziang's heart suddenly flashed with a color of intoxication.

It seems that there is a voice that keeps ringing in Chen Ziang's mind, allowing Chen Ziang to sit on the throne of power. And as the sound continued to sound, it seemed that Chen Ziang also emitted a faint cloud of smoke around him, but Chen Ziang didn't care about it at all. It has not been found. glanced at the dragon chair and looked at the various figures kneeling below. Chen Ziang's waist was slightly bent, and he was about to sit in the dragon chair. At this time, Chen Ziang's heart suddenly became alarmed, irrepressible, and instinctively dangerous. With this momentary barrier, Chen Ziang's mind suddenly sobered up.

Hurriedly straightened up, Chen Ziang quietly looked at the dragon chair in front of him. said lightly: "Rights are like floating clouds, and they have been like this since ancient times." How ridiculous it is to have no root, to try to be above ten thousand people, how ridiculous, floating clouds, floating clouds, all floating clouds." After speaking, a cold glint appeared in Chen Ziang's eyes, and a sharp sword aura suddenly shot towards the dragon chair. The sharp sword qi burst out, and the dragon chair was instantly destroyed by the sword qi and shattered. And all kinds of figures kneeling around them also suddenly dissipated the moment the dragon chair broke. Turned into puffs of green smoke and collapsed. Touching a drop of sweat on his head, Chen Ziang couldn't help but sigh: "It's so dangerous, I almost fell into the illusion just now, and I can't extricate myself." Fortunately, I came to my senses in time, otherwise I would have been in trouble."

The situation is also as Chen Ziang said, if Chen Ziang sits on the dragon chair, he will experience the temptation of the right to do things, prompting Chen Ziang to extricate himself in the desire for power, so as to lose his nature and completely fall into the illusion, until Chen Ziang's body dies, Chen Ziang can get rid of the illusion, but by then, I am afraid it will be too late to regret it. Thinking of this, Chen Ziang's heart sank, and with Chen Ziang's inner vigilance, the surrounding scene suddenly changed.

A sea of blood enveloped Chen Ziang, as terrifying as the end of hell. Some of the characters who were killed by Chen Ziang suddenly crawled out of the sea of blood. Such a scene is really shocking, even with Chen Ziang's mind, he can't help but feel a little creepy. A fear spread in Chen Ziang's heart, making Chen Ziang can't help but want to retreat. Forced to calm his mind, Chen Ziang barely suppressed the fear in his heart. With a hint of surprise, he looked at the figures who came out of the sea of blood, only to see their hideous faces, teeth and claws. The mouth was even more constant, shouting to Chen Ziang: "Give me back my life, give me back my life", and the infiltrating voice kept coming into Chen Ziang's mind.

Chen Ziangqiang calmed down, took a deep breath, regained his composure, and said with a supreme murderous aura: "If you block my way, you are doomed to the end of you, and if you end up like this, you still want to disturb my heart, it's really ridiculous", after speaking, Chen Ziang pointed with his index finger, and the terrifying sword intent spread out to the surroundings in an instant. Hearing only a loud sound of "Peng", the sea of blood formed around him, as well as all kinds of characters crawling out of the sea of blood, suddenly collapsed. A puff of smoke drifted through, as if the phenomenon had not yet occurred. Looking at the sea of blood that was scattered, Chen Ziang seemed to say to himself: "Although my road is difficult, my heart is stronger. I want to move forward, God blocks and kills God, and Buddha blocks and destroys Buddha. All obstacles, everything is destroyed, everything is tolerated, ten steps to kill one person, thousands of miles do not stay.

I have no regrets, I have not feared. If you want to fight, you will fight happily", why pretend to be a ghost here. After speaking, Chen Ziang's expression was clear, and the sea of blood around him disappeared without a trace. Seeing this, no matter how stupid Chen Ziang was, he also knew that he had fallen into an illusion, and he was not in an illusion, but in his heart. This kind of danger can be a hundred times more dangerous than falling into a fantasy world. Thinking of this, Chen Ziang sighed slightly, he didn't expect that he would be careful in every way, but he still got into the way. I couldn't help but laugh bitterly. At this point, Chen Ziang already understood that it was after he killed the iron-armored puppet that his mind was relaxed, and his defense against his mind was extremely reduced, so he came to such an end. Otherwise, with Chen Ziang's mental defense, how could he let the illusion enter the depths of his heart for no reason, and there would be no now, his heart fell into the illusion.

After the surrounding sea of blood collapsed, Chen Ziang's figure suddenly came to a cave, only to see that in the cave, there were countless golden and brilliant pearl treasures, whether they were swimming in the water or running on the ground. In the blink of an eye, they all appeared in front of Chen Ziang's eyes. Looking at these scenes, Chen Ziang's eyes were indifferent. But in less than a moment, there was a voice that kept bewitching Chen Ziang's heart. As long as Chen Ziang stepped forward, these treasures would always be Chen Ziang's. At that time, you Chen Ziang will be the richest person in the world, whether it is a pearl treasure or an immortal magic weapon, as long as Chen Ziang takes a step forward, it will be owned by Chen Ziang. Such a temptation is really huge.

After just a little temptation, Chen Ziang felt a slight alarm in his heart, and he came back from this temptation, and the foot that he wanted to step forward was also retracted. He looked coldly at the gold mountains and silver seas in front of him, and said with a sense of indifference: "Although the treasure is good, it is a foreign object after all, besides, this kind of thing, where is the truth", after speaking, his sleeve eyes flickered slightly, obviously this kind of thing is not something Chen Ziang can think about, he couldn't help but shake his head, and said to himself quietly in his heart: "Let's wait and see." After Chen Ziang finished speaking, the thick smoke suddenly spread in front of Chen Ziang, making Chen Ziang close his eyes uncontrollably. When Chen Ziang opened his eyes, Chen Ziang suddenly found that he was already in an antique room.

In the room, the flowing clouds and smoke tiles, the colorful curtains, and the slightly fragrant incense candles make Chen Ziang seem to be trapped in a wealthy family. In the room, it is simple and atmospheric, luxurious and classic. gave Chen Ziang a particularly comfortable feeling, and his steps paused slightly, and Chen Ziang couldn't help but walk towards the house. In less than a moment, they entered the inner room of the house. I saw a variety of women's clothes on the counter, and everything was available. Even the woman's personal belongings were there, exuding bursts of fragrance, which made Chen Ziang's face blush slightly, and he hurriedly avoided it.

Just as Chen Ziang was about to turn around, as soon as the curtain was drawn, a pretty figure appeared. I saw that this person's face was like a peach blossom, Tingting Yuli, and he was really a generation of pretty women. Looking at Chen Ziang's figure, the pretty beauty's face was flushed, and the two held each other's hands, looking shy and timid. Chen Ziang's heart shook slightly. didn't look too much, and hurriedly said: "Offended", and he was about to leave here. Hearing Chen Ziang's words, the pretty beauty couldn't help but be surprised, and hurriedly moved lightly, came to Chen Ziang's face, and hugged Chen Ziang. At this time, I only heard the pretty lady open her mouth lightly, and said in a unique weak voice: "Husband, why did you have to leave when you just came?

Hearing this, Chen Ziang was stunned for a while, and hurriedly wanted to recall the past, but a thick smoke filled the back of Chen Ziang's head, making Chen Ziang feel like he had lost his memory, and he didn't remember the past at all. Before Chen Ziang could make a move, the pretty woman had already pushed Chen Ziang into the house. Chen Ziang's heart is always calm. The temperature around him passed into Chen Ziang's heart. made Chen Ziang feel even more in his heart for a long time, and he couldn't calm down. My heart was even more agitated.

Entering the inner room, a big bed lies in the middle, and between the bedheads, there are several beautiful women laughing and playing. Wait to see Chen Ziang's arrival. All said with a unique sweet voice: "The husband is back, the slave family misses you so much." After speaking, they all greeted Chen Ziang, and saw a few beauties, some big and some small, with different postures, but they were all beauties from one in a hundred. And Chen Ziang's head was shrouded in several puffs of green smoke here, no matter how Chen Ziang recalled, he couldn't recall all the things he had experienced before, which made Chen Ziang always feel confused.

Seeing the confusion in Chen Ziang's eyes, the eyes of several beauties lit up slightly, and they approached Chen Ziang one by one. Seeing this, Chen Ziang's face turned red, and he quickly closed his eyes and said nothing. And as Chen Ziang's eyes closed slightly. The movements of several beauties were also more open, which made Chen Ziang unable to calm down no matter what. There is even a voice that always tempts Chen Ziang's ears: "As long as you accept them, they are yours, and you will enjoy the blessings of Qi people from now on, and these beauties are even more obedient to you, no matter what you ask, you will definitely not refuse."

The smoke around Chen Ziang is also getting thicker and thicker. Chen Ziang's body and mind are also getting more and more immersed in the gentle hometown of several beauties.