But before Ma Ning'er could take further measures, the tragedy happened.

Those who studied the exercises on the first floor dropped the exercises in their hands for no reason, clenched their heads with both hands, and screamed heartbreakingly, as if they had gone mad, staggering and staggering, and kept banging their heads against the walls and bookshelves.

Ma Ning'er shouted anxiously: "Stop! Stop! ”

But no one listened to him at all, some people directly hit their brains and died, and some people couldn't bear the pain, so they directly pulled out their weapons and ended their lives ruthlessly.

And Ma Ning'er wanted to stop it, but the scene in front of her was like a passing cloud, and she couldn't grasp it at all, so she could only watch it happen.

Yes!

Headache!

Ma Ning'er was so gratefully gratefully choreographed by the sudden dizziness that she almost didn't fall.

In an instant, all these people on the first floor died, looking at the tragedy in front of her, Ma Ning'er was in a trance, is this true? Or are you dreaming on your own?

He saved his life just now, but he lost his life in front of him in the blink of an eye, and the loss of his soul made him suddenly feel misanthropic. He suddenly thought of the people on the second floor.

Ma Ning'er took three steps and made two steps, and rushed to the second floor, but what could be imprinted was that all the people were lying in a pool of blood, and they were still snatching the treasures in the brocade box in their hands before they died.

The headache struck again, and the misanthropy intensified.

Ma Ning'er pinned her last hope and the most unwilling scene on Zhu Xiaolan, she must not have an accident! Don't get into trouble! Don't get into trouble!

On the third floor, Ma Ning'er saw Zhu Xiaolan with her eyes staring and her mouth open, judging from her dead expression, she was scared to death. Something horrible made her stop breathing in an instant.

Oh, my God!

Why?!

Ma Ning'er held Zhu Xiaolan's body in her arms, burst into tears, and shouted at the sky: "Why?!" Why are all of them dead,"

"What's the point of my life?!"

As she spoke, Ma Ning'er pulled out the Dragon Knife and was about to wipe her neck.

However, suddenly a heavy voice sounded in his head: "Stinky boy, wiping your neck and playing?" You've fallen for illusion and you're not waking up! ”

Ma Ning'er shivered, and in an instant Zhu Xiaolan disappeared in front of her, and she was still standing on the stairs from the second floor to the third floor, upstairs and downstairs were quiet, and there was no noise or fight at all.

Holding the dragon knife in his hand and resting it on his neck, he was ready to come hard.

"Master, what's going on?" Ma Ning'er felt a chill in her heart.

"This attic is a huge illusion formation, as soon as you step into the threshold, the formation will be activated silently, and everyone who enters will fall into their own desires."

"But I didn't go to see those exercise cheats, greedy for swords and swords and other things, what can I get into illusion without touching anything?!" Ma Ning'er asked puzzled.

"Who said you have to touch something in the array to get into illusion."

"You are kind-hearted, you want to save people's lives, this is your weakness, you don't want to see a lot of senseless killing, so you want to stop it, this is your desire, the formation will conjure up all kinds of scenarios only for you, forcing you to have a mental breakdown and self-destruction."

Ma Ning'er listened to Master's words, and was afraid for a while, if Master hadn't stopped him in time, I'm afraid that he would be a dead man now.

"Master, can you say this kind of thing in advance in the future, you see that I am about to wipe my neck, so you stood up and said a word. If it's a step late next time, I'll just die. Ma Ning'er complained.

"It wouldn't be interesting if I told you in advance, how could you appreciate the power of this illusion formation. Besides, even if I tell you, if you don't use the magic eye, you will still be caught in the Tao before you know it. ”

"What's more, you stuffed so many skeletons into my quiet place, puppets, and the old man's purity has been disturbed by your kid, so you can also teach you a long lesson."

Ma Ning'er smiled and said, "Don't you want Master to help me do more, in a critical moment, I can take it out and deal with it, so as not to trouble you every time." ”

"Cut, get an extra storage ring in the future, and put all these things there."

"Yes, yes, you're right, hehe, what did Senior Yu do?" Ma Ning'er changed the subject and asked.

"He's been having fun all day since he got that griffin, and he said he had found some kind of pilot."

Ma Ning'er nodded, and then asked, "Master, wouldn't those people downstairs also fall for the illusion at this moment, right?" ”

"People's fate is destined, they don't die here, they will die in other places, people are chasing their own desires and dying, some things are not within your reach, you go down and see."

Ma Ning'er went down to the second floor, there was no one, the brocade box that was opened just now was still open, and the treasures inside were still lying quietly, indicating that no one came up downstairs, and they should still be studying the exercises on the first floor.

So Ma Ning'er hurriedly went down to the first floor, but what she saw was that all the people were slumped to the ground, some with swords stuck in their chests, and some people banged their heads against the wall, causing tofu brains to be sprinkled all over the ground and died.

Others are still gritting their teeth, their eyes closed, and their faces full of hideous nightmares.

The three masters with more profound skills, the Bamboo Gang Master, Elder Scorpion and Elder Xu, are in this state at the moment, but it seems that they can't last long.

But what is even more strange is that there are many thin blood-colored lines inserted into those corpses on the ground, sucking the aura and essence blood, and the corpses are slowly turning into dry corpses.

"Master, how can I save them?"

"At this moment, they are all in a deep coma, they don't know what to experience in the nightmare, and if they intervene, they will be seriously injured even if they are saved."

"But you can't see death without help, even if they are seriously injured, there is still a chance after they survive."

"See those filaments on the ground?"

"Well, could it be that all the essence blood and aura sucked by these filaments are all replenished to the formation?"

"Definitely. It's just that part of the aura is supplied to the Illusion Array, and more is to supply the Array Eye, the sarcophagus. ”

"The sarcophagus? Could it be..."

"You guessed it right, the man in the sarcophagus is sucking sperm blood, and when enough is enough, it will be reborn."

Ma Ning'er stuck out her tongue.

"If there is such a practice in the world, isn't it immortal?"

"The kid is lonely and unheard, the mountain country is already in a remote place, the information is blocked, there are many things that I haven't seen or heard, this kind of fantasy formation is nothing strange."

"So what now?"

"First cut off some of the blood-colored filaments to delay the operation of the formation, so that those people can hold up for a while, and then go up and destroy the sarcophagus."

After hearing this, Ma Ning'er hurriedly pulled out the dragon knife and cut off the blood-colored filaments in all directions.

When the filaments broke, a lot of blood spilled from them, and the whole attic sounded with a whining sound, as if some kind of wild beast was roaring.

Sure enough, as the filaments kept breaking, the faces and expressions of those who were in the nightmare returned to normal.

Ma Ning'er was in a better mood, and when the filaments were almost chopped, he put away his knife and ran to the third floor.