But seeing the firelight bursting, Yuan Ming didn't have any joy on his face, because the bursting firelight was also blocked by an invisible barrier, and it didn't hurt the black figure at all.

However, this is also within Yuan Ming's expectations.

He saw the invisible barrier that was blocking the black figure by the extent of the firelight and the shape of the block, and found that it only surrounded the outside of the person's body, and the range was not large.

After figuring out what was going on, Yuan Ming had some confidence in his heart, and he quickly made a decision.

Since the magic power and the Soul Exterminating Sword Qi could not hurt that layer of barrier, then the only way to do this was to forcibly advance and try to break through this layer of defense with the body of Vientiane.

With a plan in his heart, Yuan Ming immediately clenched the Soul Destroying Sword with five fingers, and his body turned into a shadow and melted into the ground.

The next moment, his figure suddenly came out of the shadow on the side of the black figure, and the Demon Elephant Prison Suppression Gong around his body was running wildly, the power of qi and blood in his body was boiling, and his one hand was already a fist with five fingers ready to be attacked, and he was about to smash down.

But at this critical moment, the almost roaring voice of the seven nights sounded in the sea of his consciousness:

"Wake up! Yuan Ming, you've been recruited......"

Yuan Ming frowned, and it was difficult to judge whether this voice was true or false for a while, but out of caution, the punch that he had already completed did not fall after all.

His figure took a dozen steps backwards before he tried to use his divine thoughts to communicate with Seven Nights.

However, after a try, I found that no one responded at all.

He took a closer look at his situation, and found nothing out of the ordinary.

But suddenly, Yuan Ming was suddenly startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, only to find that there was no abnormality, isn't this the biggest abnormality?

He had been fighting with the strange man in this Demon Cloud Tree for a long time, and he didn't even feel the slightest consumption of qi and blood power.

After advancing to the Vientiane Body, his perception of his body became extremely keen, and it was based on this that he was able to perfectly control this body, so every time he made a move, he could clearly understand the changes in the qi and blood in his body.

But this time, nothing has changed, and his qi and blood have not been consumed at all.

There is only one reason for this situation, and that is that he is not in reality at all, but in a fantasy.

From the moment he met those dark eyes, he had already fallen into an illusion.

What he thought was breaking free from the illusion was itself a part of the illusion, and from beginning to end, he couldn't break free from the illusion's control.

Since reaching the half-step Yan Wu's soul cultivation realm, Yuan Ming has always been very confident in his divine soul power, so much so that this time he suffered a big loss under his carelessness.

He hurriedly ran the Stygian Moon Technique, condensed all the power of his divine soul, and tried to break through the illusion.

For a brief moment, he felt an indescribable feeling of suffocation, and there seemed to be a sharp pain on his body.

But that feeling was fleeting, and in its place was the illusion of stability that everything was fine.

Yuan Ming's heart suddenly sounded wildly, he knew that he must have been in a deep crisis at this moment, and if he was not careful, he might fall into a state of no return.

However, no matter how much he tried to activate the power of the divine soul, he was never able to break through the illusion.

As soon as Yuan Ming thought of the suffocating feeling before, he immediately stopped hesitating, and began to frantically urge the power of the Immortal Tree Origin in his body, and the wood grain appeared on his body at a speed visible to the naked eye, expanding and expanding.

In the next moment, Yuan Ming's foreground changed again.

Only then did he realize that his whole body was suspended in mid-air, and the vines spreading from the black ancient tree had wrapped him into a dumpling and hung him, and a vine was tied around his neck, trying to strangle him to death.

Not far from him, Hua Zhi and Elder Pan Ji were also tied up by vines and hung from the tree.

But his body soon turned into a tree man, and the Demon Cloud Tree Vine could no longer lock his neck, but the bound black vine was propped up.

Yuan Ming controlled his body and fell sharply, and after landing on the ground, he quickly took root, and the vines hanging down from the branches also stabbed at the Demon Cloud Tree like spiritual snakes.

The vines of the two trees suddenly became entangled, tearing each other and splitting each other.

It looked like two shrews grabbing each other's hair and tearing each other, and in a short time the roots of the vines were broken, and the leaves fell in a row, and the ground was in shambles.

Yuan Ming urged the vine with all his strength to probe towards the black figure in the middle of the Demon Cloud Tree, trying to bind and refine it.

The person in the Demon Cloud Tree also seemed to intend to devour the Immortal Tree, urging the vines to entangle towards Yuan Ming, and the two parties devoured each other, falling into a stalemate for a while.

Yuan Ming saw that he couldn't help the other party for a while, so he immediately stretched out a tentacle to wrap up the Soul Slayer Sword and slashed towards the Demon Cloud Tree.

Without the shackles of the illusion, he believed that as long as he could severely damage the opponent's soul, he would be able to devour the Demon Cloud Tree.

The curse rune in the Soul Slayer Sword flashed, and a black sword light spun out, heading straight for the withered figure in the Demon Cloud Tree.

When the sword light approached three feet in front of him, the figure's lips opened and closed slightly, and he snorted a few times.

Seeing this, Yuan Ming suddenly had a hint of something wrong.

As a result, the next moment, the Soul Destroying Sword Light dissipated out of thin air.

"Oh no, isn't it because I haven't gotten rid of the illusion yet?" Yuan Ming's heart tightened, and he hurriedly tried to contact Qiye.

However, after waiting for a long time, there was still no response.

Just when Yuan Ming felt a trace of despair, the voice of Qiye sounded from his sea of knowledge:

"Yuan Daoyou, are you awake?"

When Yuan Ming heard this, he was a little uncertain and said, "Fellow Daoist of the Seven Nights, can you be sure that I am really awake?" ”

"What do you mean?" Seven Nights wondered.

"The power of this person in the Demon Cloud Tree is extremely high, and I can't be sure if I can get rid of his illusion." After Yuan Ming finished speaking, he felt a little ridiculous.

If it is really still in the illusion, this remark is actually no different from talking to oneself.

"Before, I fought for the loss of my soul and used the sound of chaotic soul to wake you up, I believe that with the power of your soul, as long as you are prepared, you will not fall into the illusion again." Hearing this, Qiye groaned a little and said.

When Yuan Ming heard this, his mind calmed down a little, and when he investigated his own situation again, he found that whether it was the power of the soul or the power of the bloodline, there was a loss, and the feelings from the scars on his body were also clear and real, so he was a little relieved.

It's just that bigger doubts have popped up again, how did that guy defuse his own attack?

Yuan Ming forcibly suppressed the doubts in his heart, and once again controlled the vines to roll the Soul Destroying Sword and slash towards the withered man.

The moment the sword light swept up, several vines immediately flew out, wrapped around the vines that wrapped the flower branches and the panji elder, and pulled them with all their might, saving them.

Then he quickly retracted, regained his figure, got rid of the entanglement of the demon cloud tree, and retreated towards the rear.

The Soul Slayer Sword's attack was unsurprisingly ineffective, still dissipating silently three feet away from the figure.

After Yuan Ming stood still in the distance, he no longer looked directly into the eyes of the person in the Demon Cloud Tree, and only locked it with his divine thoughts.

With a thought in his mind, he ordered Elder Panji to step forward and attack in close quarters.

The Disc Machine Elder who had been reduced to a tree puppet was unable to resist, and immediately grabbed a pitch-black long sword and rushed towards the withered man in the Demon Cloud Tree.

He had barely gotten a little closer when the vines hanging from the trunk of the tree attacked him.

Yuan Ming had already taken precautions against this, and when he raised his hand deep, his five fingers immediately turned into vines, blocking the attack of the Demon Cloud Tree, so that the Elder of the Panji could rush in front of the withered man unhindered.

The speed of the disc machine elder was not slow, and in a few dodges, he rushed to the Demon Cloud Trunk, raised the long sword in his hand, and the black light condensed on it, stabbing towards the withered man's chest.

Yuan Ming's expression was nervous, his eyes were fixed on the withered man's lips, and his thoughts were also concentrated towards him.

Immediately after, the withered man's lips moved.

Yuan Ming saw his murmur through his lips, and his ears also caught the four words of the weak mosquito and fly: "All beings are equal." ”

When the words fell, Yuan Ming's eyes suddenly froze, and he was surprised to find that the connection between him and the elder of the panji had been disconnected.

In the empty eyes of the disc machine elder in front of him, he lost the last bit of brilliance and fell headlong.

"What kind of supernatural power is this?" Yuan Ming was shocked.

With just one sentence, the withered man made his control of the Treant golem fail.

He stared at the Elder Pan Machine for a long time, his brow furrowing more and more.

"Master, I'll try it for you again." Hua Zhi had just broken free from the illusion, and when she saw this scene, she took the initiative to say.

Yuan Ming shook his head: "I haven't figured out what's going on yet, don't act rashly yet." ”

Huazhi didn't obey the order, but she didn't act rashly.

The soles of her feet plunged into the ground, and the roots of the vines stretched out, abruptly breaking through the ground in front of the Demon Cloud Tree, and sneaking towards the withered man.

The withered man spoke again, and said in a weak voice: "One year old and one withered." ”

As the words fell, the vines sticking out of the flower branches turned yellow and withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and they quickly stopped.

The yellow trail spread quickly down the vines to the ground.

Hua Zhi was frightened by this scene, and quickly cut off his roots and jumped away.

Yuan Ming frowned, and a ray of essence suddenly shot out of his eyes.

He turned his hand and put away the Soul Destroying Sword, took out the Thunder Gong Hammer and the Booming God Cone again, raised it high, and smashed it against the withered man.

"Zilala" There was a burst of electric light.

A pillar of purple gold thunder and lightning as thick as a water tank fell from the sky and slashed towards the withered man.

"The spell doesn't exist." The withered man snorted.

In the next moment, the pillar of lightning that had already descended on his head collapsed, turning into tiny electric wires, floating in mid-air for a while, and then quickly dissipated.

Yuan Ming's eyes sank, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"Master, do you figure out what's going on?" Hua Zhi saw the change in Yuan Ming's expression, and immediately stepped forward to ask.

"Words of witches, words of life and death, words follow the law." Yuan Ming said in a deep voice.

Hua Zhi listened to Yuan Ming's answer, her face couldn't help but change, she had been following Yuan Ming for a long time, how could she not know what Yan Wu was?

"It's over, how do you fight this?" She couldn't help but be pessimistic.

(End of chapter)