"Even if there is an attack, there is no turning back."

If the attack comes to the rear and there is no turning back, will it not be blindly beaten?

Mo Jiu suddenly remembered another trick, curled his lips and smiled, and said, "Master can walk behind the apprentice." ”

Emperor Zun looked at the sly gaze, and the corners of his mouth under the mask gently hooked up a doting arc.

But the voice that came out said indifferently: "Even if the teacher is behind you, it doesn't make sense, the attacks here are all condensed by illusion, and the teacher can't see the attacks you receive." ”

"Illusion? Does that mean that the attack doesn't actually exist? ”

The color of Emperor Zun's eyes remained unchanged, and his voice was still very light.

"It depends on the mental strength of the person being attacked, and if there is mental laxity, then the attack will be substantial."

Mo Jiu frowned slightly, obviously having concerns about this sentence.

Suddenly, her right hand was empty, and her hand was grabbed by Emperor Zun. She was just about to ask about her intentions, but there was a heavy and cold object in her palm.

There was an extra leather whip in his palm, and the leather whip was silver all over, and the silver seemed to be covered with a layer of scales, and it felt smooth and cold to the touch.

"What is this?"

"Aren't you missing a weapon to take advantage of? If you don't want it, give it back to the teacher. ”

As he spoke, the emperor stretched out his hand and made a gesture to take back the leather whip.

As soon as Mo Jiu raised her hand, the whip flew up, and she reached out her other hand to catch the whip and hide it behind her.

"Thank you, Master, I like it very much."

"The teacher doubts the authenticity of your words to be examined, and you haven't used it, how can you say you like it?"

When Emperor Zun said this, there was a smile in his voice that could not be hidden.

He's the one who is dishonest, isn't he? She just casually said that she liked it, why did she feel that he was a little happy?

Mo Jiu thought in his heart that this emperor might not be as cold as he looked on the outside, and he seemed to be a little arrogant inside? In this way, it is a lot more similar to that dustless character.

Mo Jiu picked up the whip and flicked it in the air, and with the crisp sound of the air splitting, a little fire instantly fell in the air.

Mo Jiu just condensed some spiritual power in the whip casually, and he could produce such an effect, it seems that this whip is not a vulgar thing.

"Master, the apprentice remembered that the master didn't know that the weapon Mo Jiu used was the whip, and the master shouldn't have known that the apprentice's weapon was destroyed in the fight."

Emperor Zun's eyes suddenly deepened, and he said, "Wuchen told the teacher, what?" ”

The end of the sentence was slightly raised, and there seemed to be a hint of unhappiness in his tone.

"I'm just curious. The whip is not a vulgar thing at first glance, what kind of material is it made of? ”

Emperor Zun's tone seemed to soften a little, and said, "You know the goods." ”

But that's all there is to it, and there is no meaning to continue to explain.

Mo Jiu didn't ask any more and changed the subject.

"Master, how many people have successfully passed through this canyon?"

"Even if you are lucky enough to get to this exit, there are only a handful of people who can actually get out of the Black Underworld Forest through this canyon."

"As long as someone can get out alive, I can pass this level."

The certainty in Mo Jiu's eyes was easy to infect the emotions of the people around him.

Emperor Zun was no exception, and his eyes flashed with relief, and he took the lead in walking towards the canyon.

The canyon is so narrow that it can barely be passed by one person. In the canyon is a thick white mist, like a fairyland, hazy, and the scenery is not clear.

"For the sake of the teacher's faith, you will definitely be able to pass this hurdle. The teacher will be waiting for you at the exit. ”

After speaking, the figure of the emperor had disappeared into the canyon, and only the thick white mist was ethereal in the canyon.