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Between the raging wind and sand, the fourth-order low-level sand spirit punched Yun Xiao's body after all, but this seemingly powerful attack was like a breeze blowing on his face, and it didn't hurt Yun Xiao at all.

Crash!

A punch hit Yun Xiao's sand spirit, and its body seemed to reveal an incredible aura, and then its entire sand body fell to the ground quickly at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been melted in an instant.

"Sure enough!"

Looking at the broken sand on the ground, Yun Xiao finally confirmed the guess in his heart, because that thing was not the fourth-order low-level alien spirit he had thought before, but just an illusion.

The great thing about this kind of illusion is that if you see something, you think it's a vein demon, it's a vein demon, and if you think it's a spirit, then it's a spirit.

Yun Xiao had regarded that illusion as a fourth-order low-level alien spirit before, so that illusion would do what it planned and regarded himself as a powerful alien spirit.

And this kind of illusion will adjust its strength at will according to the cultivation of the person who appears in the illusion, in a word, it will not be weaker than the opponent.

In this way, even if Yun Xiao had more means, it would be impossible for him to beat the illusion that was at the same level as him, and as an illusion conjured up by his thoughts, his words, deeds, and actions naturally couldn't escape.

This is also the reason why Yun Xiao became more and more aggrieved just now, and felt more and more that his mind was seen through by that Sha Ling, which was originally his own thoughts, of course he had to be seen through.

Yun Xiao came from the Ninefold Dragon Sky in his previous life, and the reason why he began to ignore this was because he thought that in this small Hidden Dragon Continent, this kind of phantom formation could not appear, which required extremely powerful soul power and extremely special formations to be cast.

But it turns out that Yun Xiao still underestimated the magic of the Nine Dragons Continent, even if he was the Longxiao God of War in his previous life, it was impossible for him to know everything, so he almost fell into the way.

However, since he had recognized that it was his illusion, Yun Xiao simply gave it a try, and after the aura of his whole body converged, the illusion was really useless, and it turned back into a piece of sand on its own.

This was just a small episode, except for consuming some of Yun Xiao's pulse qi, it didn't cause him much damage, but when this kind of phantom array trapped some low-level cultivators, whether they could have such insight and courage, it was not certain.

Just kidding, when facing a strange spirit of the same level as yourself, even if you suspect that it is just an illusion, I am afraid that you will not dare to let that extremely real blow hit your body, what if it is not an illusion but a real one, wouldn't you die just like that?

All this is because Yun Xiao's strong confidence can be so easy, he withdrew his gaze from the broken sand, and without any hesitation, he once again sacrificed his soul power and walked towards the correct direction in the sense.

Laugh at......

When Yun Xiao walked forward for about half a pillar of incense, in the wind and sand, there was suddenly a strong sound of breaking the wind again, which made his expression change, and a trace of disdain rose.

"Coming back?"

Yun Xiao made a voice from his mouth, but he was eight points sure that it was his illusion again, but he still avoided this blow, and he would not take any risks if he was not ten percent sure.

"Huh?"

Yun Xiao, who was avoiding on the left, caught a glimpse of a shadow that swept past him out of the corner of his eye, and his heart suddenly moved, and he turned his head directly.

"This figure, this spear ......"

Yun Xiao, who turned his head, stared at the figure who missed the blow, this time the figure was no longer a strange vein demon appearance, but a domineering humanoid holding a spear.

"Canglong Emperor ......"

For some reason, Yun Xiao saw a familiar shadow from this figure that couldn't see his face clearly, as well as the domineering spear, and a muttering sound, which also involuntarily spat out of his mouth.

Yun Xiao was in the previous life, and even the Longxiao God of War of the Nine-Fold Longxiao, but because of his high merits, he was the master of the Nine-Fold Longxiao, who was regarded as the eldest brother, that is, the Canglong Emperor, who was pierced through the chest with a single shot and died.

However, what hurt the most for the god of war was his wife's betrayal, thinking of this, his eyes suddenly turned, and sure enough, in a certain direction, a graceful blur, but it was a familiar figure, which had appeared in his eyes.

"Why, why did you still refuse to let me go when I fled to this Hidden Dragon Continent?"

When Yun Xiao saw that vague and graceful figure, his calm and calm mind finally exploded, even if he knew deep down that it was just an illusion, just an illusory character conjured up by this large array, but he just couldn't control it.

In Yun Xiao's heart, there are two things that are absolutely impossible to let go, one is the aggrieved death of the previous life Longxiao God of War, and the other is the cause of death of Yun Xiao's mother and sister in this life.

Maybe these two things have always been the deepest pain in Yun Xiao's heart, but this illusory array doesn't know what kind of power there is to forcibly tear open the scars that he has been gradually healing, how can he stand it?

"Are you going to betray me again, and kill me again?

Yun Xiao seemed to have fallen into a kind of madness, and for a while, he had no breath on his body, and he only felt that everything was in vain, and perhaps only by dying could he be completely liberated.

Like a crazy cloud smile, without the slightest intention of resisting, the Ancient Dragon Technique also stopped working, and even that gaze became a little dead.

For Yun Xiao's state, the sturdy figure holding the spear did not hesitate at all, seeing him snatch out, the tip of the spear accurately pierced Yun Xiao's chest.

A magical scene appeared, the tip of the spear that seemed to be extremely powerful, when it stabbed Yun Xiao's chest, it seemed to turn into water, from the tip of the gun to the handle of the gun, and then to the palm holding the handle of the gun, it turned into a set of broken sand, without hurting Yun Xiao in the slightest.

At the same time, this sturdy figure also collapsed for some reason, and even the vague figure not far away also collapsed and turned into yellow sand all over the ground.

In fact, these two figures were indeed illusions conjured up in the great array, and if Yun Xiao resisted, maybe he would really be killed here.

But Yun Xiao was desperate to die, but he saved his life, because he didn't have a bit of defensive aura on his body, and the yellow sand figure holding a spear naturally didn't have much power, just like the sand spirit just now, it collapsed in an instant.

All the mistakes made Deyun Xiao escape, and it wasn't until a long time later that he slowly came back to his senses, recalling everything that happened just now, his face was still a little not good-looking.

This life is reborn in Yun Xiao's body, and the memories of the previous life have gradually become blurred due to the passage of time, or maybe Yun Xiao has self-knowledge, even if he hates the pair of men and women who betrayed him, he can't take revenge with the current him.

This is a small Hidden Dragon Continent, extremely far away from the Ninefold Dragon Continent, plus those two are both the controllers of the Ninefold Dragon Heaven, and the cultivation of the Three Realms of the Holy Rank is simply unimaginable for these cultivators in the Hidden Dragon Continent.

But at this time, Yun Xiao broke into this phantom array, and because of the hatred buried deep in his heart, the big array conjured up the two people he hated the most in his life, evoking his hatred that seemed to be forgotten.

"Canglong Emperor, Qin Wan, are you really so ghostly?"

Yun Xiao took a deep breath, a low murmur came out of his mouth, and the next moment, his gaze suddenly became a little more resolute, and he said hatefully: "Wait, one day, my Longxiao God of War will definitely kill back the Ninefold Longxiao and ask you for all this!"

After venting, it seems that Yun Xiao's state of mind has been sublimated a little, and even the power of his soul has become a little clearer, and when he sees him standing up, he has buried those grudges deep in his heart.

In the next few days, Yun Xiao has been in this phantom array, deceiving with those illusions, but after the scene of that day, no matter what illusions, they can no longer affect him in the slightest.

It wasn't until one day that Yun Xiao stepped through an invisible barrier and sensed that something seemed to be different around him, and he knew that he had finally walked out of the Gobi Wind and Sand Illusion Array.

Although in Yun Xiao's eyes, the image outside was no different from just now, he just had a feeling that he was no longer in the big array, and next, he should not be far from the final position of the vein.

It's just that Yun Xiao, who came out of the phantom array, still didn't see a figure in his eyes, he didn't bother about this, after all, after walking in the phantom array for so many days, it is impossible for everyone to take the same route, right?

"Hehe, the mid-level vein of the spirit level, I'm smiling!"

A light laugh came out of Yun Xiao's mouth, and when his figure swept forward, some figures also appeared one after another in several other places in this Gobi.

Among these figures, there are Yunxiao's "old friends" such as Biluo Xuanzhi, and there are also some faces he is not familiar with, such as the head of the Zhao family and the Cao family.

It seems that these people have their own means, and they have not lost themselves in that phantom array, and with the arrival of these people, this area, which has not been populated for many years, has finally become lively, and maybe it won't be long before a good show will be staged.

And at the moment when these people came out of the phantom array one after another, a place quite far away from here was exuding a special aura.

This breath seems to carry an extremely vague sense of coldness, so that this piece of the sky, because of this cold breath, fluttering snowflakes, I don't know what such a strange situation portends?

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