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Zhao Xiangshan's face was expressionless, he didn't care about what was shown in front of him, whether it was true or not, whether it was alive or not.

He could only confirm that the palace complex reflected in the water waves was by no means a physical object, but the method of its architecture was real, but it was like a fragment of the shadow projected here by some unknown existence.

Perhaps this "presentation" began with the accident of the Evil Evil Soul Explosion Spirit, but Yu Ci operated it into a fatal "attack".

So far, Yu Ci has not caused any substantial harm to him and his men. But psychologically, a heavy shadow has been cast.

The one who trained Yu Ci and taught his art was actually the Rakshasa Ghost King.

If not, how can these heart-attacking techniques be used so ruthlessly and exquisitely?

When I was thinking about it, the palace community was also rippling in the water, like a cloud of smoke, and passed away suddenly, as for the fierce cockroach and the ancestor of the Blood Mansion, there was no trace of it.

Zhao Xiangshan would rather it continue to exist.

Because, the boundary between the void that separates the inside and outside still exists, which just confirms that Yu Cizhong has completely controlled the situation again, and continues to operate this incredible void supernatural power.

There are indeed a few void supernatural powers in this realm, which will form a palace structure as majestic as before.

But is that really just a void supernatural power?

The qiē that Yu Ci did was like the dust in front of him, like the sound of gnats, small or not, but it was around his ears and deep in his heart, and he couldn't wipe it.

At the moment when the palace complex appeared and disappeared, all the runes disappeared, but the problem was that although the runes were gone, their unique trajectory was imprinted in everyone's pupils.

There is also a certain subtle sound that is difficult to distinguish, as if it is the "whooshing" sound of the water waves repeating itself, but it has an extremely subtle twist, like the afterglow of Huang Zhong Dalu in the palace that has passed, but it is too far away, and only a very small trace is captured.

"Who's talking?"

Some of his subordinates are already in turmoil.

Zhao Xiangshan didn't know what the man heard, but he couldn't say that it was an illusion. If there had been no gap in the mind, perhaps these visions would not have appeared, and now they cannot be confirmed.

Everyone, including himself, was recruited.

This is a certain "impression" brought about by Yu Ci's supernatural powers, which is repeatedly reproduced in everyone's hearts.

It is like planting a certain seed, through the cracks in the mind, taking root and sprouts, spreading the vine to all corners of the mind.

Zhao Xiangshan tied a knot in his heart: How did Yu Ci do it?

He wanted to dig out this secret, but he had a hunch that when the "secret" was discovered, it would be when the terrifying power contained in it would completely explode.

Now, Yu Ci is guiding him to do just that!

Zhao Xiangshan woke up suddenly, that is to say, Yu Ci is pouring his power into "cognition" in some unknown way, and once he is enlightened, he will be affected by the power.

Hmm, why is this concept so familiar?

True Text...... Dao rhyme?

As soon as the thought was clear, Zhao Xiangshan screamed in his heart that it was not good, but it was too late. With the clarity of his mind, which has been hidden behind all kinds of phenomena, the "truth" that has not really been expounded suddenly lights up -- the "truth" has always been there, but whether he can and is willing to unravel it.

Zhao Xiangshan is definitely unwilling, but this time he can't help it!

At this moment, due to the troubled effect of various visions, the minds of all the people in the secret center are in an extremely sensitive state, and some are even colluding with each other.

Zhao Xiangshan, as the Dinghai Divine Needle among them, the impact of his mental wavering was simply catastrophic.

For a long time, the monks could still use "illusion" as an excuse to resist, but as Zhao Xiangshan's mind became clear, as if whispering in his ears, it became louder and clearer:

"Weakness is nothing more than water. ”

“...... Mo Zhi can win"

It is clearly a sentence in the Tao Sutra, or three or four words, or seven or eight words, intermittent and endless.

The monks were pale, because this voice sounded from the deepest part of their hearts, not giving people any chance to refuse, and they also tried to control it by means such as calming the mind and calming the qi, but the more they controlled it, the more it tended to get out of control, so that the qi and blood of the whole body entered the rhythm of the tide, ups and downs, and there was no end to it.

If it goes on like this, the defense of the secret mansion has not been broken, and everyone's hearts will be broken.

Zhao Xiangshan immediately decided: "Seal the third layer!"

There are three layers of defense in the Underwater Vault, with increasing defense strength, but the cost of each layer is also very different. Opening the three-layer defense is equivalent to cutting off the supply of other qiē and entering the defensive state with all its might, forming an isolated space similar to "self-cultivation", but it can only last for ten days.

If it was really what he had guessed, ordinary defenses would not be effective at all, and only a defense system that involved high-level laws like this could be effective.

The central deacon instinctively had a hesitation, but the long-term awe of Zhao Xiangshan made his body walk ahead of his thinking.

The next moment, the mechanism opened, the central place shook slightly, and the light of the four water mirrors was a little dim, and the relevant magic circle extracted most of the reserve energy, causing this phenomenon.

"Pavilion Master?"

All the subordinates were at a loss and unsettled.

Of course, such a mentality is fatal, but Zhao Xiangshan didn't have time to rebuild their confidence, and the scriptures that seemed to be broken have been connected:

"The world is weak, nothing is more than water, and those who attack the strong can win, and it is not easy!"

There is nothing more powerful than a freshly made arrangement that can be broken in an instant, and it has the power to frustrate people's hearts.

Zhao Xiangshan's heart had just flashed the surprised thought of "the law of the void was also crushed", and the central deacon who had just activated the mechanism had already let out a miserable hiss.

Under everyone's gaze, a large blood mist burst out from the pores of this body, and the whole person shrank twice in an instant, with an unfathomable force that squeezed out almost all the water in his body.

This change came too quickly and too violently, and it also provoked the most sensitive nerves of the monks, and the central place immediately exploded, and everyone almost did not distinguish between them, and let go of the protective body, if it weren't for Zhao Xiangshan's good governance, I am afraid that even the realm would have to be released.

Rao is like this, there is also a storm on the flat ground here, and the water mirrors supported on all sides are instantly shattered, and the surrounding area is a mess.

Zhao Xiangshan was in the middle, and the two guards protected him for the first time without any impact, however, how much better could he be?

At this time, people's hearts are stirring, isn't it just a target for Yu Ci, who is very good at love?

The corners of his eyes no longer glanced at the dried corpse, and the cold light in his eyes, like ice needles, stabbed through the faces of his subordinates one by one, but all those who were "stabbed" by him were silent, and any stirring emotions were also frozen.

Zhao Xiangshan spoke at this time, and his tone was the same as always:

"Hong Xiang. ”

The head of the Secret Mansion was the second most turbulent person in the previous state - the first was the deacon who had been reduced to a dried corpse.

Hearing that Zhao Xiangshan called him by his name, he instinctively shuddered, and then responded.