Chapter Seventy-Three: The Superposition of Fantasy and Reality

At this moment.

The rampant mastermind behind the city wall couldn't laugh out loud.

And Qin Luo lowered his head at this time, his face solemn.

Just now, he showed weakness to the enemy, and finally let the person in front of him gradually relax his vigilance.

From the very beginning, I actually knew the dynamics of the other party.

After all, the effect of hunter instinct is not a joke.

Even as early as when Qin Luo entered the restaurant, he used this skill and noticed that something was wrong.

At that time, Qin Luo was inside the restaurant, and after using this skill, the strongest aura he noticed was actually coming from below him!

But.

At that time, Qin Luo just glanced at the table leg suspiciously, but did not show it.

Because there was so much uncertainty back then.

Maybe there is a secret room under Lingxiu City, or maybe there is a big guy who is good at the art of earth escape.

It wasn't until Qin Luo rushed out of the hotel that he turned on the hunter instinct again to sense the existence of the enemy when Lingxiu City was able to run wildly.

That's what made him really pay attention to the existence of a powerful aura underground.

Even though he had traveled several kilometers, the aura was still within his senses.

That's the scariest thing.

When Qin Luo faced the provocation of this person on the city wall, his attention was actually less than seventy percent, especially after the first sword slashed into the air.

The people on the city walls are just another result of illusion.

The true essence of the opponent is not around at all.

Because the breath circled its position underground, moving around at high speed, as if testing its own reactions.

Qin Luo naturally chose to accompany it to the end.

He frequently drew his sword to cut the illusory shadow of the soldier, leaving no stone unturned.

And this kind of performance really made the opponent underground relax his vigilance.

After all, Qin Luo's acting is three points false and seven points true.

The loss on his face and the despair in his eyes are difficult to play.

They were all Qin Luo's inner weakness stimulated after being affected by illusion.

So he chose to release these emotions that could have been suppressed in his heart through his expression.

Merely.

They don't represent Qin Luo's truest feelings.

On the contrary, his deepest background is a male lion that seems to be lazy, but will jump high at any time to hunt.

But the opponent clearly did not realize this.

When he used the mouth of the soldier on the city wall to say a mocking word, the underground breath suddenly charged towards Qin Luo.

He felt that this raid was nine out of ten.

If he is unprepared, and the enemy has no fighting spirit, how can he lose?

Then he was slammed into that sword by Qin Luo, and it completely submerged into his vital parts.

On the city wall, the shadow of the soldier was close to distorting, and Qin Luo still couldn't see his eyes clearly, but he could feel his resentful gaze.

"How could you find me, and by what means did you find me underground? Die, you give me death! ”

Qin Luo felt that the other party seemed to be starting to go crazy, and charged towards him again.

"Slash!"

Qin Luo clenched the Cold Rain Sword in his hand, jumped high, gathered the aura of his whole body, and suddenly swung it diagonally down his body.

This time, he felt that his blade was no longer as light as slashing through the air, but had the feeling of slicing into the entity and being hindered.

But the cold rain sword in his hand was extremely sharp.

So after the other party was cut, it seemed that he was cut to the end.

This moment.

The illusion he had been under was weakened a lot.

The scene in my eyes has also changed to a great extent.

The intact city wall could not have been more dilapidated at this time, except for the dried white bones, standing on top of the broken bricks and tiles, covered with a thick layer of moss, and it was eerie.

He didn't need to look back to know that the city behind him should be the same.

Dilapidated, desolate, lifeless.

This should be the most real state of Lingxiu City at this time.

The situation that Lingzhou has the last lonely city left is just an illusion created by illusion after all.

The disillusionment of the real and the prosperity of the false are constantly overlapping in his eyes at this time, like two films in different time and space, playing at the same time.

Qin Luo's heart sank.

The effect of the opponent's illusion is still not completely removed.

What's more important is that it began to affect him long before he arrived in Lingxiu City.

Otherwise, when he looked at Lingxiu City from afar, he would see an intact city.

But......

If the other party is a cultivator and has such strength, then if he shoots directly, how can he have a chance to resist.

The amount of spiritual power required to arrange an illusion as large as a city is probably quite a huge amount.

And the aura to be used to maintain its operation, even if it relies on a Jindan Realm cultivator, it is estimated that it will not last long before it collapses.

It has been an hour since he entered the city.

The other party was still struck by two swords by himself, and the illusion effect created was weakened.

However, the illusion effect was weakened, and the opponent's figure was still not revealed.

Qin Luo only knew that when he slashed at it, there was a dull feeling, and what the other party left behind was black blood, which was even more weird.

Taking a deep breath, he maintained his hunter instinct, sensing the other party's breath.

At this moment.

The figure on the city wall had disappeared, and it was almost simultaneously completed with Qin Luo's second sword.

I don't know if the other party is unable to maintain the illusion of that figure, or if he feels that Qin Luo has seen through him, there is no need to continue to use false shadows to draw Qin Luo's attention.

And the underground breath was dormant about dozens of meters underground at this time, no longer moving.

However, Qin Luo knew that the situation was now under his control.

The opponent's strength is illusion, and it is an attack on oneself from the mental side.

And the real strength of the other party does not seem to be strong, at least the physical strength is not very strong.

Case.

Qin Luo took a step and slowly moved towards the outside of the city.

After all, according to his current judgment, it seems that it is impossible for the other party to want to stop his actions.

And if you want to kill the opponent who can move flexibly underground, it will not be easy either.

Then he stays in this one, but he will be in the opponent's home field.

In case the other party finds a flaw, it will be worse over there.

Therefore, it is the best choice to go out of the city and try to leave the range of Lingxiu City.

As Qin Luo moved, the aura under the ground also began to move.

It's just that it seems to have lingering fears about Qin Luo's two swords, so after getting close several times, it didn't choose to attack Qin Luo again.

Thereupon.

Qin Luo passed through the city gate that had collapsed for decades, and walked out of the confines of Lingxiu City, and he didn't stop until he reached the breath that he couldn't feel underground with his hunter instinct.

Look behind you.

The prosperity and decay of Lingxiu City are still in a superimposed state in his eyes.