The space was like a spider crack, quickly collapsing and dissolving, and the illusion faded away, leaving Qingwen huddled in the pavilion. The original Fujiman is still there, but Qingwen has already entered the obstacle, and she doesn't know it.

One step, two steps, someone was deliberately lowering the sound of footsteps, trying to get closer to Qingwen.

After Qingwen howled, he quickly stepped forward, intending to attack Qingwen.

"Who!" Qingwen held the sword in one hand, and the blade of the sword swept. There was a sudden chaos all around.

The black and white yin and yang fish plate is no longer on his body, it could be that someone touched it, but why was he unharmed.

No one showed up.

Qingwen's face was dazed, and she didn't know if it was the illusion that she had just woken up from the illusion.

There was silence all around, and the place seemed empty.

Qingwen didn't dare to be careless, maybe there was a second-layer illusion.

"Hiss" Qingwen's neck was instantly strangled, strangled very tightly, and there were already blood marks. The hand was slammed, and the ice sword flew out. Hands are immediately imprisoned!

"If you don't want to die, don't move!" A mouthful of hot air sprayed into Qingwen's ear, but Qingwen's heart still fell into an ice cave.

Before her mind was decided, she was held hostage by life and death, Qingwen never thought about the trial, how could it be so cruel. No, no, if the dead were allowed in every sect trial, I should have known about it after inquiring for so long.

"Don't think that someone can come to save you, everyone in the array is in danger of protecting themselves now!" the ghostly urging sounded again.

Qingwen couldn't help shaking her body, completely exposing her fear.

"No, don't kill me. Please!" Qingwen has been completely covered by fear, she just wants to survive now, live, even if she climbs, she has to climb out of the Divine Machine Pavilion, and when the time comes, she can go anywhere, just find a random place and be a half-immortal respected by mortals.

"Don't talk nonsense, where is that thing? Good thing you took out of the array!" "Ahem" The man ignored Qingwen's plea at all, and directly tightened Qingwen's neck, making Qingwen forced to cough! A feeling of suffocation filled Qingwen's brain, and she couldn't calm down at all.

Then Qingwen felt that the person was groping behind her, as if looking for something. But the storage bag has been taken away!

It's the black and white yin and yang fish plate, Qingwen is anxious, if the other party looks for it again, he will definitely find that he is not a man!

No, ahem, you have to find a way to get the other person's attention!

"Feet, cough, feet" Qingwen stacked her feet hard, shook her throat and made a babbling sound, sure enough, the hand stopped! The neck also loosened a little, allowing Qingwen to take a breath! Qingwen immediately took a big breath to make herself feel better.

But as soon as I spoke clearly, I took a breath, and my neck tightened again!

"You're stupid!!Take it out yourself!" The neck was strangled again, and there must have been only one person on the other side, so there was no way to check his shoes while strangling his neck.

But why not control your whole body with charms and spells, but just your hands?

This person should be a physical cultivator who cultivates qi.

He looked at me holding the ice sword and must have thought I was a sword cultivator.

The sword cultivator who could enter the second round of trials was wearing a third-class disciple's uniform.

This is simply unreasonable, and his disguise is simply full of flaws.

But the other party will not think that he is a foundation building monk, and the mainstream view in the immortal cultivation world is that pretending to be a low-level monk is a shame, just like Cao Cao's cutting beard and robe, if it is not a last resort, he will definitely not do this.

So do you think that you are a sword cultivator who is a twelve-layer Qi cultivation and almost builds a foundation?

There are no charms or magic weapons on his body that can trap his whole body in a foolproof way.

Damn, I already knew that I would show my strength as a foundation building monk.

In the world of cultivating immortals, once you are controlled by physical cultivation, there is almost no possibility of getting out!

Even if Qingwen is in the foundation building period, but at present, her hands are trapped, and the spiritual pressure can only make the flow of the opponent's spiritual energy sluggish, which is useful in battle, but now she has been successfully attacked and controlled.

Spells need to be matched with gestures, spells are in storage bags, ice swords are knocked down, only a few seeds are collected in the sleeves, and there are no other magic weapons.

You should have noticed that something was wrong and immediately used the Soul Shaking Technique!

Even if you have just woken up from the illusion, you should force yourself to enter the state immediately!

It would be nice to have a companion, and I regret not agreeing to swim for the wind.

Qingwen blames herself fiercely!

Seeing that Qingwen was unwilling to cooperate and take out the yin and yang fish plate, the man began to keep greeting and pinching her desperately.

Qingwen's consciousness began to blur due to lack of oxygen, she struggled with all her might, but she couldn't break free of her hands at all, and her whole body became more and more paralyzed.

"You can't play until you finish your homework!" "Dad, Mom?" "Now that you're in junior high school, you're in high school, you're in your third year of high school, and you're going to take the college entrance examination, why are you still playing, you're still looking at your phone, and your eyes are going to be blind sooner or later......"

The marquee before dying began to show in front of Qingwen's eyes.

I didn't expect to die, and I had to be urged by you to do my homework, but Qingwen felt that she was smiling, and thought that she had forgotten her hometown and the faces of her relatives, and it was good to see her again.

Sorrow from the depths of the soul overflowed the heart, death, it turned out to be like this.

Faintly, Qingwen seemed to see herself being thrown on the ground, lying on the cold ground, so noisy!

Soul Shake! Hit!

Take advantage of the moment when that person is angry!

Qing Wen mobilized her divine thoughts, wanting to take out the Xuan Bing Order and all kinds of charms.

However, it was empty, and it was too bad to forget that the storage bag was taken!

Qingwen caught a glimpse of the man who was about to wake up, and she didn't know what to do.

By the way, the ice sword from before is still there.

One rolls over and is about to get the ice sword. Okay, that's the last point!

What's going on! No! Qingwen's eyes widened

At the last moment, the man pulled Qingwen's feet and dragged him back!

"You're quite yin, pretend to be dead! This time you will really die!" A roar, Qingwen closed her eyes in despair.

"Whew!"

"You!you!" drop by drop, the demon blood flower bloomed on Qingwen's disciple uniform.

Qingwen knew that her hands would never be clean again.

Stagger to stand up, smell the fishy smell, Qingwen sighed

"Vomiting" spit out all the slimy substances in the stomach, and at the end of the vomit, even the bitter water was vomited out.

But without the slightest hesitation.

Qingwen took all the storage bags that were found on the man's body.

Not only Qingwen's own, but also many others.

I don't know what's going on inside the sect, but it's clear that this place is not suitable for long.

Qingwen didn't hesitate and immediately retreated.

As he walked, he did not hesitate to use his spiritual power, and used the soul shaking technique to detect whether there were any soul fluctuations around him.

Not long after the departure, a breeze came and blew away the ashes.