Chapter 1241: Bloody Killing Game 6

"This is my magic weapon, here, everything, you can't do it!"

The monk disappeared, and the next moment, all the ghosts in this space roared towards Yang Chen, and at the same time, Yang Chen suddenly felt some power, restricting his movements, and the speed of his body could not keep up with the instructions of his brain at all.

was silently accepted into the space magic weapon by others, which made Yang Chen a little angry.

However, what is certain is that this space magic weapon skips the low level and must be controlled by someone at all times. In other words, this person must also stay where he is, and the divine soul controls this magic weapon, otherwise he will not be able to maintain the illusion inside at all.

"......Uhh

Yang Chen, who had just concluded that this was an illusion, suddenly screamed, and a wound appeared on his body, and a ghost disappeared in a flash.

"No, not just illusions, but physical attacks!"

The encirclement is filled with visions that can't be discerned whether they are illusions or real things, and the place is terrifying, and these high-pitched and piercing cries are terrifying.

In the midst of the terrible screams, these ghostly figures continued to kill Yang Chen

With each punch, the illusion of an oncoming blow disappears.

And the illusions behind him are endlessly killed.

"It's weird. ”

The illusion that had been dispersed re-condensed the next moment, appearing vividly.

Yang Chen only had a passive defense, and he couldn't attack at all.

If you don't defend yourself, physical attacks will hit you.

"Hahahaha......"

The illusion laughed wildly and killed Yang Chen, Yang Chen was trying to distinguish which ones were illusions and those things were real, but here, they didn't have time to think at all.

"Who the hell is it, come out ......"

Gradually, Yang Chen lost his mind a little, and the people behind him did not come out, but used this method to exhaust him alive and wait for work.

But the monk was no longer sound.

"Kill ......"

The illusion came again, and the illusion that appeared this time was the person Yang Chen had killed.

But at this moment, this person seems to have only a wisp of soul left.

"Give me back my life......"

This is a wronged soul asking for his life, such a thing, Yang Chen has a firm mind and knows that it is fake, so he stabilized his mind and did not waste his strength to make a move, but just roared lightly;

"Roll ......"

At the same time, the left palm is scattered, and the left kill is not sure if it is a real attack.

Boom......

The illusion dissipated, and at this moment, the remnant soul looking for his revenge had been killed in front of him, and at this moment, Yang Chen's hair suddenly stood upside down, and an extremely dangerous feeling struck.

At the corner of the mouth of the remnant soul, a strange smile appeared, which made Yang Chen shudder.

Boom......

In the next moment, this remnant soul roared and slapped Yang Chen's chest with both palms, and the huge force directly shattered several of Yang Chen's bones. There was a sudden pain in the heart, and a bloody arrow shot out.

Yang Chen, who was flying upside down, was horrified to find that the remnant soul that attacked him had dissipated, and he had not yet stood firm, and the illusion behind him had been killed again.

"Come out, bastard......"

But the monk still didn't move.

"No, we have to find a way!"

Knowing in his heart that going on like this would only lead to exhaustion, Yang Chen made a decision in his heart, gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and felt the breath fluctuations in the middle of the circle with his heart.

But when he closed his eyes, he was surprised to find that those illusions still did not disappear, and these illusions directly affected the spirit.

"This person is a Yuanying monk, why does he still delay showing up and not making a move?"

Secretly, Yuanying Monk watched all this cautiously, because he knew his weakness, at this time, controlling this space and stimulating these illusions, he was only able to exert about half of his strength, so he didn't make a sound, nor did he make a move, but slowly consumed like this, he would not be greedy for merit.

As soon as he was distracted, he relied on his cautious habit to live to this day, and there are no enemies on the surface, and not many people know about their existence, just thanks to such a habit.

So even if the huge temptation on Yang Chen's body was right in front of him, he was still trying to restrain his desires, because as far as he knew, Yang Chen was very strong, and he was not 100% sure of half of his cultivation with Yuan Ying, and he would not do anything that he was 100% sure of.

"Are you going to fucking be a shrunken turtle? Miscellaneous, come out ......"

Yang Chen's aura fluctuated violently, and he used all his strength to hit the illusions around him.

Bang bang......

The illusions were scattered, but they were reborn again in a terrifying sound of ghosts crying wolf.

Seeing such a scene, Yang lost his mind, shook his arms, and yelled;

"Get out of the ...... for Lao Tzu"

The huge Gang Qi directly dispersed all the illusions that appeared around him.

"Come out, you nasty thing......"

"Did your mother hit the ground with her face when she gave birth to you?

"You're a coward, scumbag, a piece of shit......"

Boom......

"......Uhh

However, Yang Chen's back was hit by a sudden force, and he clearly felt that his spine was cracked by this huge force, and the pain made him even more crazy, and he gradually lost his mind.

The more times you get hit.

At this moment, he was already covered in bruises, gasping for vigilance, his whole body was full of exhaustion, he collapsed with one foot, and he who had been on high alert also felt a sense of tiredness.

In some of the misty eyes, the illusions that appeared became more and more blurred, and the visions of many monks he had killed also appeared.

"Both...... Get out of the ......"

He waved his hand to dispel the illusions, staggering a few steps, and nearly fell in a fight.

Boom......

Another heavy punch, directly hit his head, the huge force made his eyes black, his head was heavy, as if he weighed ten thousand pounds, his eyelids tried to open, but there were countless thoughts to close and rest for a while.

Syllable......

Yang Chen fell to the ground, struggling hard.

Brush......

At this moment, a streamer of light rushed into the sky, pierced through its abdomen, and nailed it to the earth.

In the dark, a pair of eyes were slightly open, and his face was sweating profusely.

It is not easy to maintain such an illusion, and it is also very costly.

"Sure enough, he is a tough young man, and his mind is not necessarily, so he pretends to be injured, but, unfortunately, you met the old man!"

The illusion dissipated, Yang Chen lay in the snow, and a monk behind the tree was shrouded in a layer of black mist, hiding his true face.

He looked around vigilantly, and after making sure that there was no threat, he quietly approached Yang Chen.

But at this moment, he is still struggling violently in his heart.

"This Yang Chen, is there a backhand?"

"Definitely not, it's a miracle that Brother Jindan can hold on for so long, he is powerless to resist, take his things and leave. ”

"No, I'm still checking it!"

"Stop, make a move now, the fluctuation of the breath will attract the attention of others around you. ”

"Okay, get your stuff and leave. ”

He asked himself in his heart, usually, he would make up for it after killing someone, or even a few knives, but now he was trying to convince himself that Yang Chen was killed by himself with one kick, and repeatedly told himself that the matter had been successful.

He didn't even realize that he was finding reason for himself to believe in the truth of the matter.