There was a young man in white kneeling beside her, and everything around her exuded a serious sense of disobedience, just like the girl surrounded by beads exuded a temperament that was contrary to everything heavy on her.

What shocked Lingyu was not the girl's astonishing beauty, and her temperament that was seriously inconsistent with everything in this world, but the gaze she looked at herself, and the face that had a seven-point opposite to herself.

Lingyu looked at her as if she had seen an advanced version of herself from another world.

She lives the way she wants, but she doesn't care about anything.

Although she looked very similar to herself, Lingyu clearly knew that she was not herself.

It's just that why is there here, and it seems that Yun Yiming seems to be very jealous of this woman.

It's a little wrong to say that he is jealous, looking at Yun Yiming's eyes when he looks up at the woman, with suppressed admiration and a strong inferiority complex.

Wipe! How did she not know that the villain in her pen would still be in love, and there was such a memory!

Although she wrote 100,000 words in the original book, too many things are just a rough framework, and she has not yet had time to portray, but she clearly remembers that Yun Yiming is just a functional character in her own pen, a delicate egoist, and a big devil who is full of pleasure and only herself-Asura.

Aren't all the asuras like this, in their eyes, there is only themselves, and the happiness of the moment is eternal, they can be empty in an instant, and they can cling to everything in an instant.

But what remains unchanged is that they never embarrass themselves too much, and what they can't get will be ruined.

It is precisely because they can be empty in an instant, and they know that everything is empty for them, that they are the beings who are above all the Dao in the cultivation path, the existence closest to the Heavenly Dao.

But...... Looking at Yun Yiming's current appearance, he doesn't look like an asura at all.

She thought like this, but she didn't expect that one would directly say her thoughts.

"Amin, you really don't look like an asura anymore." The woman's eyes wandered, and she stared down at him.

At that moment, Lingyu was a little shocked in her heart, she felt as if this woman was another her in the world, or her existence.

This feeling, unspeakable, is too magical.

It's just that now it seems that everything in the book has long been out of the original main line by this time, and she is inevitably implicated.

Yun Yiming didn't look up, but his trembling shoulders had already expressed his heart.

The woman's pale gray pupils flowed, looking in her direction, and the corners of her mouth slowly hooked, as if she had sensed her existence, but she didn't break everything, just watched from the wall.

At that moment, Lingyu felt that she was an existence that had withdrawn from all this.

She was still looking down to see what would happen, but her body was sucked away by a strong force, pulling away from it all.

Someone whispered in her ear.

"Rong'er, Rong'er, wake up."

When she opened her eyes and saw Fanyin's anxious face, Lingyu was still in a trance for a moment.

She felt like her body had been moved.

But why now, she hasn't seen Yun Yiming's demons clearly, and she hasn't given him the last blow when he is most vulnerable.

It stands to reason that she shouldn't have been woken up at this time.

Could it be that she has entered her own magical realm again?

"Rong'er, are you okay?" Fanyin looked at Lingyu in confusion, as if she didn't understand why she looked at herself like a demon and a monster.

She teamed up with Dye Qing, and it was in vain to work so hard to make such a big game?

Raise your hand and look at your palm, and find that there is no scar on it, and the best way to identify the illusion is to try the people around you.

As long as the people around her disappear and the external objects do not change, although her state of mind will be touched, she will return to her original position when she realizes that everything is false.

"All appearances are vain." Lingyu closed her eyes and kept chanting the mantra, but everything around her did not change with it, and the people around her were always there.

Lingyu scolded in her heart, and was about to leave in a hurry when she raised her sword.

"Where are you going?" The wrist was grabbed, but Lingyu didn't care about Fanyin at this time, and hurriedly broke away from Fanyin's hand and walked towards the door.

It's still a fantasy here.

Because she had a contract with Dye Qing, if she was in the illusion, she could feel the existence of Dye Qing, and just when she was chanting the spell just now, she felt a cry for help from the southeast.

She must have been teleported here because Yun Yiming knew that if she wanted to get out of the illusion, she would either kill her inner demon and strengthen her Dao heart, or she would kill the creator of the illusion, Dye Qing and her.

Obviously, in their fight just now, Yun Yiming already knew that he was not their two opponents, so he chose to break them one by one.

first created a fantasy for her to confuse her heart, but there was already a move on Dye Qing.

She understood everything, and when she walked, fine sweat appeared on her forehead, and she knew that she couldn't mess up in the illusion, otherwise she would be turned empty again and again.

But she was still upset again and again because of the teenager.

She complained about her own uselessness, and even more complained that she couldn't do it without desires and wants, and couldn't control the illusion at will.

That's why when she saw the fire burning in the forest, and when she saw Dye Qing struggling in pain, she hated herself so much.

Yun Yiming hung high for nine days, looking coldly at their painful struggles.

His Dao heart will move, but it will never disappear because of anyone.

Lingyu glanced at the Yuehua in his hand, and carefully received it into his Qiankun bag, making sure that even if he was killed now, it would not be affected a little, and then slowly began to seal.

"The nameless world comes first, and the ten directions are vast." Lingyu's hands flew up, and her pupils became lighter and lighter as something appeared in front of her.

Everything around her slowed down little by little in front of her, and between heaven and earth, the fire and the wind were like a painting, frozen in front of the spirit jade seal.

Step by step, she walked into the flames, and the flames were quickly extinguished as if they had touched a huge torrent, and gradually flames were around her. At your feet is a sunny avenue of lotus flowers.

Yun Yiming looked at the woman on the ground, and he found that his Dao heart was shaken again, because those eyes were more and more similar to those temperaments that were beyond the mortal world.

The palm of his hand condensed the fire, Yun Yiming only hesitated for a moment, and the flame in his hand turned into a huge fire dragon and rushed towards the direction of the spirit jade, and everywhere the fire dragon passed, it turned into scorched earth.

Lingyu raised her head, her pupils reflected the fierce face of the fire dragon, but just as she was about to open her mouth to devour her body, she was surrounded by a burst of lotus flowers, and in an instant, a dense sword rain fell from the sky.

Lingyu, the lotus flower under her feet seemed to be conscious, and quickly wrapped her body to prevent her from being burned by the falling blade.

It's just that as soon as the lotus flower left her feet, the fire around her seemed to have suddenly lost its fear, and it grew bigger and bigger, trapping her in the middle for a moment, unable to move.

And the fire dragon also turned from red to blue-purple with the help of the surrounding flames, and with a long roar in the sky, the heavens and the earth changed color, and the lotus flowers around it also turned into ashes in an instant, and the Tongling-like eyes glared at the spirit jade viciously.

Lingyu bit her middle finger and wanted to overdraw her blood to seal it, because the seal just now had exhausted her spiritual power, and it was difficult to seal it again in a short period of time.

She had long known that Yun Yiming's cultivation was a few streets away from her, but she didn't expect that what she was proud of was so vulnerable in front of him.

Seeing Zilong open his bloody mouth, drowning her in the flames for a moment, the lotus flowers around her body were no match for the scorching temperature, and they melted a little bit, and the flames even burned to her clothes through the cracks in the lotus, but the imprint in front of her eyes had not yet been painted.

She had to win.

Biting the tip of her tongue, resisting the high pressure of the heat wave, she barely regained her sanity in the dizziness.

The Qiankun bag seemed to be moving, but she had no scruples.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, poof-" Before he could finish his mouth, a mouthful of blood gushed out of his throat uncontrollably.

The voice and breath of dyed blue were gone.

The world in front of him also blurred with the dancing flames around him.

The last red lotus at his feet is losing its original color.

Lingyu suddenly felt that even if she formed a seal, she would not be able to escape from this boundless sea of fire.

Yun Yiming looked at the people on the ground who were gradually overwhelmed by the flames, but there was no joy in her eyes, and she was even a little stunned in her heart.

He watched as the dragon turned from purple to red, its massive body gradually melting into the flames, the boundless fire scorching everything, and the plants and trees turning to ashes in the painful struggle.

The moonlight was falling, and he reached out to catch it, he should be happy.

But that heart felt like something was missing.

After going through thousands of sails, today he finally defeated his inner demons, and he will also be blessed by misfortune and break through the bottleneck of cultivation, as if everything is developing in the direction he wants.

Nothing escapes his grasp, does it?

The last of the earth's power that was not fire was gone.

Just as he was about to cut through this boundless illusion, a strong roar suddenly sounded in the sea of fire, and a white figure of a moon flew out of the sea of fire, but the fire did not want to disperse so much, and ran all the way, chasing the figure, but it was still left out of a distance.

"Yuehua for you, is that how you use it?" The young man's reproachful tone brought back Lingyu's senses, and she thought it was her last obsession before she died.

Looking at the young man's face, which looked more and more cold in the moonlight because of his anger, Lingyu felt a little aggrieved: "This is the third time you have appeared in my illusion, and the last time you will disturb my Dao heart." ”

The young man's expression was momentarily moved, and he looked down at the person in his arms who was angry but still smiling. She must have thought she was a fake now.

If it weren't for the fact that Yuehua Sword had his heart's blood on it and felt that something was wrong next door, he didn't dare to think that seeing her again would be the above scene.

It's okay, it's okay......

The thought of almost losing the person in her arms made her heart throb uncontrollably, and the hand holding her not only became harder and harder.