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Murong Yu knew that Du Zisheng's illusion affected his five senses, so he would have the feeling in front of him. He used his body to feel the spiritual attack and the mystery of illusion.

Gradually, Murong Yu seemed to have some adaptation to the hail wind in front of him, and his fluttering body gradually calmed down, and even the long sword in his hand slowly withdrew to his chest.

When Du Zisheng saw it, he felt that Murong Yu no longer seemed to be able to be swayed by his illusion, so he immediately adjusted his attack mode. His eyes burst into a cloud of divine light, and his powerful spiritual power swept over.

The sea of blood is endless!

A blood-colored pit appeared in front of Murong Yu's eyes, like a large pool of blood in the Desperate Blood Prison, bubbling and bubbling. The blood-colored pool gradually expanded, no matter how Murong Yu dodged, all around him was the color of the sea of blood, floating red, and Murong Yu felt that he could not extricate himself at all in the sea of blood.

He struggled desperately, trying to find a way out of the sea of blood, but the vast sea of blood did not leave Murong Yu with a chance to escape. He is like an ownerless drifter, wandering above the sea of blood, lost in the sea of blood.

Murong Yu howled miserably, there was no echo on the entire sea of blood at all, the only thing that could be heard was the sound of blood waves rising wave after wave.

I have to say that Du Zisheng's illusion has reached a great realm, although it will not directly kill people. However, this kind of torture is not something that ordinary people can bear. If it weren't for the strength of Murong Yu's soul. The horror had long been cleaned up by him.

Murong Yu waved his hands desperately in the martial arts arena, trying to grab something to rely on. The more desperately he struggled. The faster I feel like I'm sinking.

All the spectators in the stands, all the spectators in the huge square of the fighting arena, stared at this scene in a daze, they knew that Murong Yu had been tricked at this time, Ximen Hongkun glanced at his younger brother and Jin Chuan Gu with a smile, and sneered: "Murong Yu, it's just like that." ”

Ximen Streamer is daxiao got up, he laughed a few times, and responded: "It seems that Murong Yu's soul power is not very strong. Otherwise, they would not have been in a situation of being beaten passively. ”

Jin Chuangu looked at Murong Yu, who was jumping wildly in the field, and muttered to himself: "It shouldn't be, is Murong Yu vain, or does he want to release water?"

"Leave him alone, wait for him to lose, and see how rampant he is. Ximen Hongkun scoffed: "I also bet 100 billion, which is simply giving us money." ”

"Big brother, if I win 100 billion, then am I" Simon Streamer smiled flatteringly. Staring at the eldest brother, I want to share the profits.

Ximen Hongkun waved his big hand, raised his slap and slapped it on Ximen Liuguang's head, and scolded with a smile: "Something that has no interest!"

Simon Streamer screamed. Rubbing his head, he muttered in a low voice, "Stingy!"

Murong Yu stubbornly guarded his soul core, and his originally manic emotions were slowly controlled. He let the blood in the sea of blood enter his mouth and relax his whole body. It's like a fallen leaf drifting in the wind. Let the snow waves wash outside, let the raging sea of blood churn endlessly.

Du Zisheng looked at Murong Yu, who was gradually calming down. As soon as his eyes gathered, his silver teeth were bitten, his hands were raised above his head, and the powerful soul power roared and swept across the audience. Beads of sweat were scattered like raindrops, Du Zisheng's face was flushed, and he seemed to be a little weak, and a chilling light flashed on his originally struggling face.

In the face of the imperial crown prince, no one does not want to defeat him, this is an opportunity, a chance to become famous in a fight. Du Zisheng will never let go of any opportunity, he wants to stand at the top of the mainland's powerhouse, he has always adhered to his father's legacy, to carry forward the family.

Phantom: Memory Scars!

In a few breaths, Murong Yu saw that the scenery in front of him changed again, and his father and mother in his previous life actually appeared, and even his former lover, Yan Xi, also appeared, and they walked slowly. The picture suddenly switched, and Murong Yan and his wife walked slowly hand in hand, holding a childhood self in their arms.

Murong Yu went back and forth between this life and his previous life, and the illusion searched for the pain and fear in the depths of his memory, and he who had calmed down suddenly became manic again. He screamed and screamed, and he went berserk, trying to keep them, but they flashed and disappeared without a trace, just like in a movie.

The people outside only saw Murong Yu opening his mouth and shouting, dancing with his hands, grabbing a claw around the arena, pulling it to the west, the whole person seemed to be crazy, occasionally holding his head and crying, and occasionally laughing loudly. Even Emperor Bixia frowned slightly at this time, looking at Murong Yu, who was almost crazy in the field.

The scene in front of Murong Yu's eyes was gradually changing, one by one the tasks he had completed, and the characters he had assassinated slowly flowed in front of him. At this time, he had completely fallen into Du Zisheng's illusion, and he really felt the pain of losing his relatives and friends.

He squatted on the ground and cried, but there was no sound, until his lover in his previous life, Huo Feng, appeared, Murong Yu wanted to hold Huo Feng, but Huo Feng had already faced the enemy, pulled a grenade, and an earth-shattering explosion made Murong Yu grief inexplicably, and his whole body trembled.

Looking at Murong Yu, who was about to collapse, Du Zisheng wanted to lift the illusion immediately, but at this moment, Murong Yu actually didn't move. The silent arena looked weird and gloomy, and everyone watched with bated breath, for fear that their breathing would disturb the empty arena.

In the martial arts arena that can accommodate 100,000 people, at this time, the crows are silent, the silence is suffocating, the silence is chilling, even in the middle of summer and July, everyone is in a cold sweat, and their vests are cold. Murong Yu squatted on the ground, shivering like a cold trumpet bird in the cold wind.

Several confidantes were also stunned at this time, tears were surging, their faces were as pale as dirt, and they looked at Murong Yu in the cold wind in horror.

"Xiexie, I finally understand what illusion is. Murong Yu's voice suddenly rose, and he wiped the tears from his face and stood up. The deep and magnetic voice was like a flat thunderbolt, which stunned Du Zisheng.

Du Zisheng was taken aback by Murong Yu's actions, in his judgment, Murong Yu should at least be paralyzed to the ground and cry bitterly when he was hit by this blow, but he didn't expect that Murong Yu actually looked at him with a smile.

Murong Yu, who wiped away his tears, had returned to normal at this time, he experienced a nightmare that had plagued him for many years, and at the same time, he also woke up from this nightmare. Counting it up, Du Zisheng helped Murong Yu recall his previous life, which can be regarded as a lesson for Murong Yu's soul gap, so as not to have a huge hole in his soul in the future.

"Illusion is truth, truth is illusion, the illusion is the truth, the truth of the illusion is confused!" Murong Yule laughed. His sonorous voice pierced through the haze and fog, causing the audience to buzz.

"You understand?" Du Zisheng screamed.

Murong Yu bowed slightly, smiling, he shook slowly, and said with a smile: "I used to think that all things in heaven and earth, since they have the power of nine elements, and also have nine different kinds of magic, but I didn't expect that the attack of soul power also has a variety of changes, and now I finally understand." ”

"Soul attacks are not only soul shocks and soul shocks, it turns out that there are many soul attack methods, such as"

Murong Yu paused slightly, and burst out two words: "Illusion!"

"I used to wonder if the magician, as a powerful being, can only guide the power of the elements to attack? Now I finally understand that the power of the soul is not only for magic, in fact, it itself has different ways of attacking, but this way has been forgotten by mankind, or buried by history. ”

Du Zisheng seemed to have some understanding of Murong Yu's words, he looked at Murong Yu in a daze, and blurted out: "Different attack methods?"

"Yes, just like your illusion, there must be many branches of soul power attacks, such as illusion, soul searching, and soul control, and the most basic attack methods are concussion and impact, I think, I need to continue to work hard to fully master these different attacks. Murong Yu talked eloquently, having forgotten about this game.

However, his words were like a hurricane, sweeping the whole venue, and even the crowd in the square began to surge. They were all talking about the soul attack that Murong Yu said, which was a kind of attack that was forgotten by people, or perhaps, as Murong Yu said, sealed and buried.

Ever since Murong Yu got the Demon Clan's "Soul Control" in the Thirteenth Ridge of Yunfeng, Murong Yu has been researching, but fortunately, with the help of Jin Shi, the Demon Clan's writing doesn't seem to be very troublesome. Jin Shi once accompanied Murong Yu to explore the major planes, and he did have some involvement in the demon language and writing of this lower material plane, and when Jin Shi transitioned the demon language and writing to Murong Yu, Murong Yu began to cultivate and comprehend soul control.

After such a long period of study, as well as the "Forbidden Soul Demon Record" left by his ancestors, Murong Yu has now basically mastered the method of soul control. Now he is still cultivating the soul search method, the power of this method is even more domineering than soul control, if he is not careful, the soul of the caster may be shattered and die.

Murong Yu had finally understood several ways of soul attack until this moment, and now he was trying to slowly refine his soul attack, so as to summarize his own soul attack method, such as law soul attack, or law soul defense.

The Ten Peerless Saint Emperors looked at Murong Yu in the field in a daze, perhaps, among all the people present, only he had the deepest understanding of what Murong Yu said. He looked at this peerless genius who was known as a peerless genius who would not come out for ten thousand years, and his heart was hot, and he wanted to have a good chat with him, and a good chat in private.

Perhaps, this young prince can help him to hit the sub-god level, or maybe provide some valuable advice. A strong person is a respectable existence, but a strong person who can summarize and teach others in this way is qualified to be called a grandmaster. (To be continued......)