"Heh, Emperor?"

The corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and the Purple Sun Divine Monarch looked at this ghostly illusion, and suddenly laughed inexplicably.

"I'm not rare."

Ding——

Li Muyu's hand shook suddenly, and the strings of Xuanjiqin broke.

"Poof—"

A mouthful of blood surged up unexpectedly, blood beads spilled, and on the piano, hands, and the ground, clusters of bright red were like blood flowers, scarlet and demonic.

Bang.

The sky was spinning, the darkness was coming, and the scenery around Li Muyu, like his consciousness, was all blurred.

"Li Muyu!"

Mingyuan quickly flew to Li Muyu's side, caught his crumbling body, and looked at Li Muyu's miserable appearance, for a while, a complex and incomprehensible emotion spread in Mingyuan's eyes.

"Are you the only one left?"

After cracking the illusion, the Purple Yang Divine Monarch is still the same light and breezy appearance, his clothes are fluttering, and his every move is noble and elegant.

In the blink of an eye, Ziyang Divine Monarch's gaze fell on Li Muyu, who had already fallen into a coma, his lips pursed slightly, he didn't expect that he, a high-level monk who had turned into a half-step god, actually fell into the path of a small god in the condensation stage.

"I didn't expect this junior's illusion attainments to reach such a point, if he cultivates it well, his future will definitely be limitless."

After settling down, Ziyang Shenjun's eyes when he looked at Li Muyu were full of appreciation, but the black veil covered his eyes, making it impossible to distinguish his thoughts.

Whew-

The yin wind struck, and Mingyuan, who was originally half-kneeling on the ground, gently put Li Muyu down. Raising his head, standing up, and standing, his thin body, like a strong pine, fearlessly blocked in front of the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

"Huh?"

The Purple Sun Divine Monarch watched Mingyuan's every move, and his originally calm expression suddenly made waves.

"Woo-"

The hundred ghosts roared, the yin wind was strong, and endless dead qi suddenly burst out from Mingyuan's body.

The hairband fell, the green silk flew, and a pair of purple pupils suddenly opened.

"Jingle bell—"

The crisp sound of the bell suddenly sounded, black clothes, black gauze, black skirt, in the endless yin ghost whirlpool, a stunning woman holding a lotus-shaped green lantern suddenly appeared in front of the eyes of the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

Ziyang Shenjun looked at the person in front of him, his eyes under the black veil were full of obscure and complicated emotions.

"I didn't expect you to be a ......"

Half-demon.

The eyebrows are picturesque, the distant mountains are like daisies, and the "Mingyuan" holding the green lantern looks at the Ziyang Shenjun calmly, with cold eyes and cold temperament, only her face is not as pale and illusory as the people of the underworld, but has a ruddy complexion, as white as a normal person.

"Rakshasa Ghost."

The cold voice, as if there was no trace of fireworks, the words were clear, but the words were ethereal, as if they were from the abyss and hell to hook the soul, and everyone who heard it was terrified.

Jingle Bell –

The bell trembled, and suddenly, like a urging whisper, and each syllable happened to fall on the drum beat of the heart of the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

"Broken!"

Thunderclouds gather, purple thunder falls.

"Shen Yuan" didn't care about the purple thunder that was about to fall on his body, his body was empty, and in an instant, Shen Yuan's body turned into a half-virtual and half-real virtual shadow, directly resisting the spell of the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

Crackling -

"Sleepy!"

The sound of electricity and the sound of chanting mantras rose almost at the same time, and between the momentary intervals, the handprints of the distant shadows were also completed.

"Ahh

A terrible scream came from the mouth of "Shen Yuan", but even so, she still supported her body and did not fall easily.

She was gambling, she was betting that the strength of the Ziyang Divine Monarch at the moment was less than one-ten-thousandth of his cultivation; She was still gambling that the Purple Sun Divine Monarch's cultivation at the moment should be no different from her.

"Crackling!"

The lightning faded, and "Mingyuan" still stood tenaciously on the ground, refusing to bend his knees and fall.

"Woo-"

The hundred ghosts roared angrily, and a Rakshasa ghost that was more than ten times larger than Fang suddenly appeared under the Purple Sun Divine Monarch.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom-"

Continuous thunder sounded from the Rakshasa ghost, one ghost is destroyed, ten ghosts are born, one after the other, countless, as if a little careless, will be devoured and torn by the yin ghosts in this ghost.

Ziyang Shenjun frowned, he didn't expect this Rakshasa Ghost Snake to be so difficult, if he only relied on the cultivation mana of the condensation stage, he would not be able to break through from it at all.

"It seems that only a strong attack with concentrated firepower can crack this domain."

Thorn -

The Purple Sun Divine Monarch raised his hand high, and a dazzling purple electric light gathered from his palm.

It's palm thunder!

"Shenyuan" looked at the Ziyang Divine Monarch who was deeply trapped in the Rakshasa Ghost with some bitterness, the Thunder Fake Ghost, it can be said that every blow he hit was a fatal injury to the body of the Yin Soul of the Underworld, if it wasn't for her half-demon body to resist the blow of the Ziyang Divine Monarch, otherwise, she would have fallen directly into a coma like Li Muyu and the others.

Just when "Shenyuan" was about to give up resistance, suddenly, a mutation arose, and the Ziyang Divine Monarch, who was originally holding up the thunder in his palm, was inexplicably stunned by his spell casting action.

"Run!"

Hearing the voice, "Mingyuan" suddenly raised his head.

This voice is not the voice of the Purple Sun Divine Monarch, but more like ......

"Far away, run!"

Li Muyu!?

Boom –

In a moment's breath, the Purple Sun Divine Monarch came back to his senses, but the thunder law in his palm slashed in the wrong direction.

"Good boy, I actually kept this hand."

The Purple Sun Divine Monarch laughed angrily, he didn't expect that this weak water river uncle would actually use a heart change technique on him. Although he was only lost for a moment, the consciousness of a junior in the condensation stage could actually successfully penetrate into the sea of consciousness of a half-step god-transforming high-level monk without him noticing, which was a fantasy in ordinary times.

"Come out!"

Ziyang Shenjun roared angrily, and a pink phantom qi floated out of his ears, and in an instant, the pink light flashed, and the phantom qi fled directly back into Li Muyu's body.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, the Purple Sun Divine Monarch casually waved away the Rakshasa ghost under him.

The time for a stick of incense has arrived.

Bang –

His face turned pale, and "Mingyuan" finally couldn't support his body anymore and fell to the ground. Fang had just dodged that palm thunder, and she had completely exhausted all the mana in her body.

Brush –

The black light flashed, and the "Dark Distance" changed back to its original appearance.

One, two, three, four, five, five people, five bodies, at this moment, all fell to the ground on their backs, deep unconscious.

"That's what you call training?"

The white light flashed, and the emperor and queen dressed in thorn hairpin cloth appeared in the chaotic sky of the Cave Heaven Realm.

"Their control over the Divine Domain is too poor, and only by constantly refining can they tap their potential to the greatest extent."

Hearing the words of the Ziyang Divine Monarch, the emperor frowned slightly, and looked at the mess all over the ground quite unbearably, somehow, she was a little distressed that she couldn't speak.

Whew-

With a wave of his hand, five breezes lifted up the five people on the ground.

"I'll leave it to you, but don't go too far."

"Yes."

With a shake of the long sleeves, the five people floating in the air were directly taken into the sleeves by the Ziyang Divine Monarch.

What's in your sleeve?

The Empress took a deep look at the Purple Sun Divine Monarch, and with a flash of white light, she disappeared into the Cave Heaven Realm again.