Chapter 142: Illusion
The temperature around it was very low, colder than the snowfields of the north, and even the wind around it had a murderous aura.
Shen Yu opened his eyes, and there was darkness around him, and he couldn't see anything.
There was a trumpet sound from the sky.
There was a glimmer of brilliance from the void in front of him, like a fog blown away by a strong wind, revealing a corner of it.
The fog dissipated, and everything in front of him completely appeared in front of Shen Yu's eyes.
The blood-mottled ancient city walls were covered with countless corpses and looming roars.
Beacon fire, wolf smoke, corpses all over the field.
This scene was a bit familiar, Shen Yu thought about it, and it was also the same situation in the immortal burial tomb of Fairy Linghua.
Shen Yu raised his head and looked at the sky.
It is still a scarlet crescent moon hanging in the center, the only difference is that the brilliance is restrained, and from a distance it looks like a slightly open eye.
"Nightmare Mind Magic?"
Shen Yu thought in his heart, and then a hint of amusement appeared in his eyes.
The Mind Demon Illusion is equivalent to the enhancement of the Mind and Eye Vision, which is cast by nightmares and can bring people into a deeper illusion.
In this case, any dangerous move can lead to one's own destruction, and the danger is more than ten times higher than that of the ghost's psychic vision.
Three thousand years ago, the Nightmare Mind Magic Realm had deflated countless powerful cultivators, Shen Yu had heard of it, but he had not experienced it personally, so this time he suddenly became a little curious.
What's going on?
The sound of the horn ended, replaced by the roars of countless monsters.
Shen Yu slowly walked to the top of a high wall, and looked up, in the extreme distance, an overwhelming black expanse gathered in the mist, and a sound similar to the friction of animal teeth came, which made people shudder.
When the wind blew, the walls began to shake, and the dust fell from the heights to the ground, like a storm in the desert.
Shen Yu felt the movement under his feet, and knew that this was the will of this heaven and earth urging him to move forward, so the interesting look in his eyes became even more intense.
The magic power of the Heart Demon Illusion Realm is not much worse than the Buddha Kingdom in the palm of the Buddha Gate, and the sleeve of the Dao Gate.
According to Shen Yu's current realm, there are actually many ways for Nightmare to put him to death, but if he chooses such a method of transformation, he must have some kind of strange mind.
The tremors under his feet grew louder and louder, as if the city walls were about to collapse in the next moment.
"As you wish."
Shen Yu glanced up at the red moon, then lightly descended from the city wall and began to move forward.
...
Shen Yu walked on the misty ground, as far as the naked eye could see, he could only barely see the situation within twenty zhang of his surroundings, and the further he went, the more trivial the sound of that monster became.
Shen Yu suddenly stopped, and his body moved slightly.
The next moment.
A sharp claw pierced through his cheek.
Shen Yu's figure kept moving, tossing and turning, and the phantoms left behind were pierced by countless sharp claws, and then slammed into each other, making a piercing sound.
Shen Yu looked ahead, his steps were light, and he moved forward in an extremely chic and freehand attitude.
There was a heavy whistling sound in the air, and judging by the sound, it was a more powerful claw than the others....
Claws...
Because of the size of the monsters, Shen Yu finally saw the true face of this group of monsters clearly.
The eyes are fierce, two thick and powerful lower limbs, and a pair of sharp giant claws, as well as a black inky body.
Shen Yu knew what it was.
Wind Beasts.
One of the weakest and strongest in the world of cultivating immortals.... Creature.
The reason why I don't say it's a demon beast is because in fact, this beast is too weak and despised by countless cultivators and even demon clans, and it is also the first choice for many cultivators to start sharpening their Dao sword moves.
The characteristics of the wind beast are also very distinct, a lot, very
Hordes, skins... It's thick.
Or maybe this last characteristic is the reason why so many monsters don't fit in.
The Wind Beast was very weak, but Shen Yu looked at the overwhelming number, and his face was not as relaxed as he imagined.
The next moment, a fresh breeze blew.
Shen Yu dodged the attack of the giant claw, stepped on the heavy beast's back, bent down, jumped high, and flew towards the beast tide in the distance.
After landing, there was a shock, Shen Yu's figure did not stop at all, he jumped up and jumped again, and disappeared into the sky in an instant.
Somewhere in the middle of nowhere.
There were four cultivators gathered together to resist the onslaught of the Wind Beasts.
Three men and one woman, with different expressions, are all cultivators, and their bodies exude a faint blood aura, obviously after a lot of life and death battles.
It was another collective assault, and everyone struggled to resist.
At the time of the stalemate, a wind beast that was much larger than the other demon beasts jumped high from behind everyone and grabbed the only woman in the group.
A faint jet-black liquid emanated from the giant claw, which instantly corroded a large pit when it landed on the ground.
There was an exclamation from the crowd, and various colors of light lit up, reflecting the beautiful face of the woman in panic.
The next moment.
Bang...
A black shadow fell from the sky, stepping on the head of the wind beast.
With a thud, the Wind Beast fell to the ground with a bang, and its brains splashed to the ground.
Several eyes looked at the figure above, all dumbfounded.
...
"This place is a nightmare mind, and we must survive to have a chance to be rescued from the outside world."
"The Heart Demon Illusion Realm is actually equivalent to an assessment level, as long as you are vigilant at all times to avoid these demons, you will not have to worry about your life."
By a relatively remote mountain stream, everyone sat cross-legged.
It seemed that the leader of the high-ranking group of wind beasts had died too suddenly, causing the behavior of the beasts to stagnate, thus giving them a chance to escape.
Everyone's eyes were a little tired, and they silently crossed their knees to recuperate their spiritual power.
According to the brief small talk before, they were also young disciples who had come to Yaochi to participate in the grand event, and were led into the illusion by the Nightmare Magical Power.
The only woman in the team was talking to Shen Yu non-stop.
The woman's name is Xiang Caiyun, and she is a disciple of the Tianyin Sect in Dongzu Prefecture.
For example, she has a small bell hanging from her waist.
"If the Nightmare wants to kill us, why do you need to do this?"
A middle-aged man with a square face among the five asked, puzzled.
This person is called Pang Zhengyuan, with a big sword on his back, born in casual cultivation, and has no sect.
"Maybe it's because we've just been reborn and we're just ants in his eyes, so we're left to fend for ourselves?"
This time it was a young man who spoke, with dark skin and extremely cold eyes, a martial artist.
The air was silent, and no one knew why.
Shen Yu finally withdrew his gaze from looking at the sky and asked, "How do you know about the Nightmare Resurgence? How do you know the name?"
Shen Yu was really a little curious about this question.
It hadn't been long since it happened, but everyone here seemed to know what was going on.
"Because I happen to know something, that's all."
A man in a purple robe on the far left of the crowd replied.
The voice was somewhat cold, even a little hostile.
Shen Yu glanced at him and asked, "People from Liubo Mountain?"