"Not good!" Seeing a purple light sweeping the sky and earth like a storm, Ling Qingyun only had time to raise his vigilance, but he couldn't make the slightest response to this light-like and swift power, so he had to watch the purple light cover all directions, enveloping himself, Lin Qiancheng and Song Xin, and in the edge of his line of sight, two purple rays shot out like arrows far away, directly penetrating into the body of Leg, who was full of shock.

"It's ...... What!?" Ling Qingyun only saw the purple-pupiled tiger fall headlong after roaring, but he felt that there were endless purple rays of light surging in front of him like a tide, as if thousands of major waves slapped his head and made people almost faint, and then turned into hundreds of millions of stinging needles and pierced into the scalp, each needle was a headache, the world was tumbling upside down in front of him, there were no trees, no heaven and earth, only infinite purple was flooding, like countless crazy ghosts!

"Ah!!h

As the first boy to be born in a new life, his strength was completely lost at this time, his sword was broken, his runes were out of order, even if he had been accompanied by his wordless book and pitch-black scabbard since birth, he had nothing to rely on, and he was no longer an awe-inspiring Tianjiao, but as a weak teenager, he watched the vicious tiger tear his body to pieces, chewing it to pieces with his blood-stained sharp teeth and flesh...... Ling Qingyun no longer understood what state he was in, he only felt the pain boundless, praying that this nightmare would end as soon as possible.

Suddenly, the purple-eyed tiger disappeared, but the sharp pain on his body, especially the one that was acting on his head to explode his head, did not subside, Ling Qingyun endured the pain and stretched out his hand to the hilt of the sword, struggling to find that he was in a deep forest, which was dark and mysterious, and it was not Nanming Mountain at all......

"Hehe......" Ling Qingyun was horrified by a burst of laughter, and he was shocked to see a man wearing a golden owl face and a broken body walking towards him with a black war knife, and the eyes exposed by the mask revealed unforgettable hatred and killing intent.

"Duan Wenyuan!?" Ling Qingyun couldn't help but lose his voice, but he didn't hesitate to swing his sword, but Duan Wenyuan was faster, the dark battle knife crushed Qing Feng like a mad dragon, Ling Qingyun saw that his weapon turned into pieces again, but the pitch black battle knife swept his chest without exhaustion, shattering his bones and knocking him away, while the sword qi slashed out with the best of Qing Feng's edge dissipated without a trace behind the opponent's gold.

"To be able to hurt me like this with the Thousand Forging Realm, you are also a rare genius. Walking with a pace that made the earth tremble, the golden-faced man with cold eyes approached step by step: "But the genius who died before growing up is not worth mentioning at all!"

The combat boots slammed into the rib-shattered chest, causing Ling Qingyun to spurt out a mouthful of blood again, and the dark combat knife was raised high, like a guillotine, and the blood of the people was frozen under the horror of death, accompanied by the man's cruel smile, the dark combat knife finally fell heavily, symbolizing the end of a celestial pride!

A genius who died before growing up is not worth mentioning at all, am I going to be reduced to this, and end my life in such a humiliating manner? Ling Qingyun's pupils were extremely constricted, and he actually let out a loud cry before being beheaded by the war knife.

"No, you're dead!" Ling Qingyun's eyes shone with a bright moon-like silver glow, he looked at Duan Wenyuan coldly, letting the battle knife fall but not moving, the battle knife with the overwhelming momentum of Mount Tai penetrated the body, but it failed to bring the slightest pain, in Ling Qingyun's cold gaze, he saw Duan Wenyuan unwilling to roar, his whole body turned into green smoke, and distorted and dissipated together with the dark jungle of this heaven and earth.

Eventually, another piece of light came into view, and Ling Qingyun saw the bright woods, as well as the corpse of the purple-eyed tiger whose fur had been dyed dark red and scorched, and whose feet had been cut off, but still glared at his eyes even to death.

"It's an illusion!" Ling Qingyun shook his head, throwing the drowsiness and tingling sensation out of his head, and then stretched his stiff body wet with cold sweat with force: "It's just a mental attack, and it even induces people to encounter the inner demons in their memories, which is really a terrifying trick that can turn the tide of battle in one fell swoop in battle!"

"That's right, Lin Qiancheng!Song Xin!Leg!" Thinking of his companion, Ling Qingyun hurriedly turned around, but saw that Lin Qiancheng and Song Xin around him both closed their eyes tightly, gritted their teeth, blood and sweat rolled down, and their bodies trembled.

"It seems that they have also encountered a demon!" Ling Qingyun saw that the two of them were pale and understood the situation, and then looked in the direction of Legge and couldn't help but be surprised, as a magician, his state was actually even worse, and he had fallen to the ground!

"It's that purple light, Legge has suffered the strongest blow!" Ling Qingyun's scalp tingled when he thought about it for a moment, the illusion he had just encountered was already terrifying, what kind of danger should Legge fall into after suffering the last hatred of the purple-pupiled tiger? It's just that he doesn't know anything about spirit and illusion, and the only thing he understands is a trick of stabbing needle runes, how can this trick for spiritual impact come in handy, unless his research on spiritual power is deep enough to "acupuncture".

"I've heard that some illusions can be broken by external calls or stimuli, but some nightmares will not only not be interrupted, but will sink deeper and deeper under the interference!" Ling Qingyun gritted his teeth, looking at the painful appearance of his companions around him, he didn't even dare to take a breath, for fear of harming them. The demon was obviously not an easy realm to touch, how could he dare to take a risk if he was not sure? He had to pay nervous attention to his companion, and paced to Leg's side and stretched out his hand to probe, fortunately, there was still breathing.

Just when Ling Qingyun was so nervous, Lin Qiancheng, whose eyebrows were tightly locked, opened his mouth suddenly, and his eyes that were as bright as stars opened in a long roar, he looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on the corpse of the purple-pupil tiger, which made the corners of his mouth rise, and he stepped forward and kicked the purple-pupil tiger's head fiercely: "Grandma, you beast is born and dies, you have to be yin master, don't think that if you die, you will be a hundred, see that the master will not dismantle you into eight pieces, and the bones will be scattered!"

Ling Qingyun watched in astonishment as Lin Qiancheng took the corpse of the purple-pupiled tiger to vent his anger, this ...... Shouldn't the normal situation be to look around with palpitations and confirm that he has returned to reality? Is this Lin Qiancheng's mental tenacity far superior to his own, or does he not have any demons at all?

After cleaning up the Purple Pupil Tiger fiercely, Lin Qiancheng looked at Ling Qingyun: "Yo, this should be genuine, right......?" These injuries on my body should not be hallucinations......"

Ling Qingyun was stunned, and then thought of something and couldn't help but look at Lin Qiancheng with a black line: Could it be that this guy's demon is me?

Now the situation finally improved, Ling Qingyun instructed Lin Qiancheng to be noisy, and the two of them recuperated while recuperating from their injuries, while paying attention to the condition of their companions, after a full half an hour, Song Xin opened his eyes, but he stumbled and fell to the ground, repeatedly chanting Ling Qingyun's somewhat familiar name, obviously still immersed in the influence of hallucinations.

"It seems that he hasn't come out of that incident yet. Ling Qingyun couldn't help but feel heartache when he heard Song Xin's muttering, and stepped forward and stretched out his hand to the young man who was kneeling on the ground, but Song Xin was like in a dream, and he continued to murmur for a while before he seemed to see Ling Qingyun's palm, he stared at it for a while, and finally held Ling Qingyun's hand.

"Brother Qingyun, thank you. Song Xin stood up with the strength of Ling Qingyun and thanked him in a deep voice, Ling Qingyun sighed lightly: "The deceased is gone, the one who comes can still be chased, go forward." ”

"I understand. Song Xin's voice was a little hoarse: "It's just ...... I can't forget it. ”

Hearing this, even Lin Qiancheng sighed with emotion, as bold as he understood how deep the shadow Song Xin fell into, no one could help him, only he could get out.

Not long after, Legge also slowly woke up under the nervous gaze of the three of them, looking much haggard, but fortunately, his thoughts were clear, and there were no more serious situations such as brain damage.

"The jade bracelet has dimmed ......" Legge glanced at the bracelet and showed a regretful expression: "It seems that he fell into a coma before, and he was directly judged to have withdrawn." ”

"This time the killing of the Purple Pupil Tiger was in Brother Legg's Gale Knife, but it caused Brother Leg to leave!" Ling Qingyun was apologetic, Legge had been unharmed before, but in the end he fell into a coma, it can be said that there was a reason why they failed to kill the Purple Pupil Tiger in time. And if it weren't for Legge blocking the Purple Pupil Tiger's strongest spiritual attack, the three of them wouldn't dare to imagine what it would be like to fall into a deeper illusion.

"It's nothing, everyone fights side by side, you should do your job, you are good at close combat, you didn't say anything after suffering so many claws and bruises all over your body, I, a magician with strong mental power, should also carry the strongest spiritual attack." Legge smiled freely, he had just woken up from an illusion and was temporarily calmer: "It's you, so many injuries look fatal, and you are still standing here, it's a demon!"

"I'm a physical cultivator, and I have nine lives!" Lin Qiancheng shrugged his shoulders and joked.

"Thanks to Brother Qingyun and Brother Qiancheng as the main force, I was not seriously injured. Song Xin shook his head and said.

"It's you/Brother Qingyun......" Lin Qiancheng and Song Xin both looked at Ling Qingyun, although he had fewer injuries than Lin Qiancheng, he was more than twice as many as Song Xin, but he looked better than Song Xin.

"During this time, I learned some defenses, so the injuries were not deep. Ling Qingyun said calmly, hearing that the three teenagers all showed a little envy, but each Tianjiao had their own secrets, and they didn't ask too much.

"But no matter what, facing the Purple Pupil Tiger is afraid that it will be difficult for the late stage of the Stone Spirit Realm to save your life, and you can not only hold on to your strength, but also your luck is excellent. Legge concluded with a smile, a fierce beast like the Purple Pupil Tiger, the elephant's head would be slapped to pieces in one palm, and the Thousand Forging Realm monks were able to save their lives after a fierce battle, isn't it extremely lucky?

The three of them didn't deny this, but they saw Legge stand up, use the staff as a crutch, and drag his tired body to staggered towards the corpse of the purple-pupiled tiger: "I want to see if this guy has three heads and six arms, and he actually sent such an exaggerated mental attack to make me quit......"

"Then take a look, the demon core of the Purple Pupil Tiger must be very precious, and I will give it to you!" Lin Qian said with a smile.

"I can't stand that. Legge waved his hand and smiled: "Although the last blow was sent by me, so many injuries before were caused by you, and it is too embarrassing to plagiarize the results...... However, the academy should recover this corpse later, the purple pupil tiger is very rare, I wish I had a chance to study it, but now let's take a look. ”

"Brother Legge may not have done the most damage, but he should be compensated for the qualifications he gave this experience. Ling Qingyun walked beside Legge and said, the teenagers talked and laughed, until they arrived at the corpse of the purple-eyed tiger that made them embarrassed, and finally held their breath and observed carefully.