Lan Mo is very impulsive, and I want to cut him when I am impulsive.|.|

I don't know if this guy is missing a string in his brain? Or the martial idiot has become an idiot.

Even if he didn't know that the Qingfeng Dao person on the other side was the Ten Gods of the Humane Heaven, then he should judge the strength limit of the Qingfeng Dao person based on the momentum emanating from the Qingfeng Dao person.

This sword qi is undoubtedly a challenge book, a challenge book full of provocations.

I watched as the sword qi slashed in front of me, and the sword qi was filled with pure sword intent and evil will.

After drawing a long distance at the intersection, I arrived in front of the Qingfeng Road people.

At this moment, I observed that there was no commotion in the crowd at the entire intersection, people were still talking quietly, walking quickly, and even if the vehicle hit the sword qi, it was as if it had not been slashed, and it passed invisibly.

This crossroads turned out to be a fantasy as well!

It's not the first time I've been exposed to illusions.

When he fought against Zhu Zhan in the early years, he faced Zhu Zhan's heavenly judgment head-on, and the superposition of dozens of illusions couldn't even break the Taiqing Law Eye.

Now I don't even need to try to know that if the illusion of the Qingfeng Dao people can be broken by the eyes of the Taiqing Law, then this half-immortal will be too wasteful.

And at this moment, the black sword qi had already slashed in front of the Qingfeng Dao man, and I even saw that the hair on the Qingfeng Dao man's face began to flow.

However, a half-immortal is a half-immortal, not to mention the strength, and the means are endless.

I saw him lightly block his fingers in front of him, and then with just a flick, the entire sword qi collapsed into mottled pieces.

I was stunned for a moment, this kind of means is really not comparable to ordinary people, compared to the strength ranking of the ten gods that Brother Neng told me before, the eighth god of Qingfeng Dao should be under Guan Wei.

This shocked me even more, Guan Wei's methods were even more terrifying than the strong man in front of him!

Qingfeng Dao people took this sword slash, and the whole person didn't even take a step back. I saw that the illusion he was in was repairing at a speed that I could discern with my naked eye.

This illusion is self-healing!

Generally speaking, illusions, illusions, and the like are the most appropriate way for the caster to operate after careful deployment and analysis of his own brain in advance, and then through the release of aura, the caster's thoughts and thoughts are expressed.

There are two very important key points in illusion and illusion.

First, the caster must have a recalcitrant imagination and logical thinking skills. This has nothing to do with whether you cultivate the Tao or not, or what kind of exercises you practice, it is a kind of talent and an innate ability.

Second, the caster must have a strong aura as a foundation, because to complete the release of an illusion, a very strong aura must be used as a foundation.

Therefore, a powerful illusion spell cultivator must not only be gifted and have super thinking ability, but also cultivate a powerful spiritual power, and the combination of the two can become an illusion master.

Therefore, I have always admired those masters who can cultivate illusion-type spells very powerfully.

However, the illusion is not invincible, generally speaking, the illusion master will devote himself to the development and research of illusion, which causes the illusion master's own body to be cowardly, once the illusion is broken, the illusion master himself will be exposed, which is very dangerous.

However, this is the first time I have encountered a fantasy that can constantly repair itself.

The illusion is different from the magic circle or the spirit weapon, basically after the illusion is put out, it is formed. Once broken, the Master of Illusion will either set up a second illusion to defend it, or flee for his life.

But this kind of self-healing illusion really surprised me.

However, Lan Mo, a stupid big man, didn't care about it. Seeing that the sword he had slashed out had no effect, he immediately began to accumulate spiritual power, and I saw a trace of black resentment mixed with pure spiritual energy, floating around Lan Mo.

"Lan Mo, you're crazy! The other party is a half-immortal of the Humane Heaven! ”

"Humane Heaven's Half Immortal?"

Lan Mo obviously knew about the existence of Humane Heaven, and he looked at me suspiciously.

"Yes, Lan Mo, don't act rashly, the other party is a half-immortal existence."

Again, I would like to remind you.

"Half-immortal! You mean, I have a chance to fight a demi-immortal! ”

Good guys, I clearly feel that my words are counterproductive.

Lan Mo, a battle maniac, actually had such a fierce first reaction after hearing that Qingfeng Dao Leader was a half-immortal, and I could clearly see the flame in his eyes eager to fight.

I slapped myself on the head, as if I had done something stupid.

"No wonder you were able to break my sword qi with just one finger, okay, I'm going to compete with a half-immortal today."

The more Lan Mo spoke, the more excited he became, and I even saw the black sword in his hand trembling, as if he wanted to drink the blood of a half-immortal.

"I don't know."

At first glance, Qingfeng Dao Chang was the kind of extremely strict old guy, and his patience with Lan Mo was about to reach its limit. I distinctly felt that the whole illusion was vibrating, and it was because Qingfeng Dao's mood was fluctuating, and the mood fluctuations proved that the anger in his brain was growing.

At this moment, I can't slap Lan Mo to death.

If the half-immortal gets angry, neither he nor I can leave.

He's a martial idiot, I'm not a martial idiot. I'm a mercenary businessman, and my life matters.

"Eighth God, today's matter is not our right first, I will give you a blame first, we will come to a long time, and we will meet later." I said it in a hurry, because it was really urgent. I grabbed Lan Mo, who was accumulating aura, and shouted, "Go!" ”

But Lan Mo still turned a deaf ear, and the aura he exuded became more and more condensed.

"Don't leave any of you today."

Behind me came the voice of the eighth god, and as soon as I heard his words, I knew what was going to happen,

"Lan Mo is leaving!"

I shouted anxiously. Looking up, the whole sky was crumbling, and the scene of the entire intersection was changing at an alarming rate.

I saw a huge volcano in the distance, and the volcano began to spew out clouds of smoke, and hot lava was flowing towards us at a breakneck speed.

The heavens are collapsing, and the earth is cracking.

This illusion is real as if it were happening all around me.

"Blue Ink!"

I shouted again, and Lan Mo, the martial idiot, ignored me again.

The sky is falling apart, he stands on this earth, without any fear, he holds a black sword in his hand, and the black resentment in the sky roars throughout the space, and the aura surrounds us like an ocean.

"Shura Change!"

I heard his shouts, I saw his body tremble, and I felt that all the aura and all the resentment were shrinking into the black greatsword in his hand, like dust sucked in by a vacuum cleaner.

Then, Lan Mo's tall body seemed to be filled with gas, and he protected his hands, and the black big sword was clenched in his hand.

The black greatsword he called Xiao Hei kept flashing with a chilling light.

I felt the soul of this sword being torn and growing, growing in an abnormal way.

It's a kind of growth, but the effect is amazing.

When all the aura was converging, the black greatsword became simple and unpretentious again, and there was no change in sight.

It's just that I know in my heart that this sword has become a sharp weapon for killing.

Shura has changed, it is not a monk who has changed, but a sword.

The cultivator of the Shura Dao is not a monk, but the sword in the hand of the monk.

I can't help but wonder, what can Shura make this big sword grow into?

Soon, Lan Mo gave me the answer.

He swung his greatsword again and slashed hard.

And this time, the sword aura emitted was no longer black, but dark purple.

And this time the sword qi was actually the same as the whirlwind sword qi emitted by the Qi Sword when he fought against Qi Jian last time.

The dark purple sword qi formed a vortex in the air, and a huge whirlwind several meters high quickly swept away like a clear wind channel, sweeping everything on the ground.

"The Shura Dao is really extraordinary!"

Qingfeng Dao Leader sighed secretly and stretched out a hand again.

This time, instead of pointing at the sword qi, the finger was on the ground.

Then something happened to me that dazzled me, and I saw a huge mountain rise up from the ground, and the mountain was so high that it could not be seen from the top, and there were even patches of clouds and mist, and there were dense forests, birds and animals.

And I was actually standing at the foot of this mountain at this moment, and on one side, the dark purple sword cyclone hit the mountain wall, and a huge crack was punched in the mountain wall, and then the sword qi cyclone slowly dissipated.

Is this the thing?

Isn't this supposed to be an illusion?

The illusion couldn't stop the sword qi, but it was clear that the sword qi crashed into the real thing and disappeared.

What the hell is going on? Could it be another cultivator with the same abilities as the Supreme Third God?

Did I understand it wrong from the beginning? He's not a master of illusions at all?

And at this moment, Lan Mo also looked at this mountain that appeared out of thin air with a serious face.

The black big sword in his hand trembled slightly, indicating a desire to fight.

Lan Mo raised his big sword and slowly stroked the blade.

It's like perceiving the intent of the soul in a sword.

He nodded slightly, then let out a loud roar.

He plunged his entire greatsword into the ground beneath his feet. "Crack this mountain for me!"

His roar was answered.

There was a monstrous wind swirling around the sword, and I saw the sword slowly reflect a black light.

With a shake of my feet, I looked down sharply.

The ground began to crack, and a huge crack stretched forward, as if to split the mountain.

"I, a cultivator of the Dao, have always been swimming against the current, how could I be afraid of you, a half-immortal!"

At this moment, Lan Mo can be described as full of pride! 151 Kanshu.com .