Chapter 37: The Transformation of the Illusion

The young man dressed as a farmer smiled and said, "Hehe, Senior Brother Qiu, will you let go of the opportunity of this Heavenly Demon Tower trial? The two of us have been trapped in the realm of the third layer of the Great Perfection of the Gathering Ding Jue for more than ten years." And the last time the Heavenly Demon Tower was opened was more than seventy years ago.

This time, under the observation of Mr. Min's uncle, this tower has signs of opening, and I am afraid that it will be the past few years. I think Senior Brother Qiu and I don't want to miss this opportunity to enter the Heavenly Demon Tower.

And there must be many people who think the same way as us?"

When Qiu Weicheng heard Ji Hulu say this, he said clearly in his heart: "It seems that this time it must be a situation of dragon and tiger fighting, but Brother Ji should be a little sure, right?" ”

When Ji Hulu heard this, he laughed and did not speak

"Wear nine shoes one, three on the left and seven on the right, two or four for the shoulder, six or eight for the foot, and five in the center"

Above the clouds where the Sumeru realm was located, I saw only a white afterimage moving quickly from left to right, up and down, back and forth, and Dugu Bo's somewhat deep voice came from the white afterimage.

After a cup of tea.

"Points!"

With a soft shout, all of a sudden, three afterimage phantoms shot out from the center in three different directions, each of which seemed to be a person, and it was difficult to distinguish between the virtual and the real.

Just when the three afterimages separated the distance, one of the afterimages gradually collapsed away, while the other two afterimages condensed into a thicker human phantom.

A moment later, the two afterimages disappeared into the clouds at the same time, and one of the afterimages staggered out of a person under a flicker, it was Dugu Bo.

He shook his head with a wry smile and said secretly: "The second layer of Ruyingbu can actually turn into three humanoid phantoms, I didn't expect that in this month's time, I would have been able to successfully master this secret art."

It's just that if you want to be fully proficient, you can even use it against the enemy, but it's not just something that can be done in a little time. ”

After muttering for a moment, Dugu Bo's eyes froze, and he turned into an afterimage again and moved quickly

Under Dugu Bo's continuous penance in the Sumeru realm, time also passed in a hurry. Soon five months passed.

On this day, Dugu Bo, who was in the space of the Sumeru realm, looked at the wordless heavenly book in the east and had restored its original calm.

Immediately, his divine consciousness was released. I saw a gray mist gradually extending out of his courtyard, and slowly approaching the wordless heavenly book.

When this mist completely enveloped the wordless heavenly book, Dugu Bo found that although his divine consciousness was not bounced away by this wordless heavenly book, he still had no way to enter half of it.

After a cup of tea, the mist slowly returned to Dugu Bo's courtyard, and then disappeared between his eyebrows.

When he opened his eyes again, he could only shake his head and helplessly look at the wordless heavenly book more than ten zhang away to the east.

After doing all this, he turned around and walked towards the "self" to the north, and when he sat quietly down to the "self" sitting there, he immediately let go of his senses.

The next moment, after a dizziness in Dugu Bo's brain, he appeared in a vast desert.

Although he has not entered this illusion trial for many years, Dugu Bo is unusually familiar with this place.

Just a breath between the desert plains where he was located, there was no wind on the left and right, and there were four hurricanes of sand and dust the size of four zhang, and after a whistling sound, four golden-bodied monks also appeared in all directions of him.

The corners of Dugu Bo's mouth curled slightly, he snorted coldly, shook one hand, and suddenly a white rainbow rushed to the sky with the sound of a sword groan, and then a wild cold swept in a mass of white mangs, making the temperature within a few zhang around it twice as low, making Dugu Bo feel as if from the scorching heat to the beginning of spring.

At the same time, the four surrounding monks lifted it with one hand, and the dust in their hands rolled up, and they all grabbed the golden long stick in their hands.

After they danced the long stick in their hands into a stick shadow with an expressionless face, they saw the golden long stick in the sky with a whistling sound towards the top of Dugu Bo's head.

Dugu Bo's right ear jumped slightly, and under the quick pinching of the trick in his mouth, he instantly shot five or six magic decisions towards the mid-air Participating Tiger Sword.

At the moment when the law was decided, the sword of the Warrior Tiger quickly drew a disc in mid-air in a burst of clear sounds, and then a gust of cold wind rolled up, and suddenly the shadow of the stick came from all directions.

"Bang bang!"

I saw a burst of white light flashing, and all the sticks around him burst open in two breaths.

Seeing the random blow of the Shenhua Tiger Sword, the power was about four or five times that of the Four-Star Sword of Disu, but Dugu Bo was happy in his heart.

However, the next moment, Dugu Bo's divine sense was swept away, but his heart sank.

The four golden monks saw their own blow, but after being easily defused by the power of Dugu Bo's sword, they turned into golden hurricanes and shot towards a certain place.

It was just a breath of time, and the four golden hurricanes collided with each other, and then the scene that appeared made Dugu Bo's right ear jump.

I saw that a huge golden-bodied monk with a height of about three feet and ten meters appeared in front of Dugu Bo with a golden giant stick in his hand.

Dugu Bo made a move towards the air with one hand, and the Sword of the Participating Tiger turned into a white streamer and quickly shot towards his hand.

Immediately, with a light drink, a black mist like ink in Dugu Bo's white robe drilled out of his body and shrouded his entire body in it, the situation was very strange.

Under the loud shout of the golden-bodied monk, the giant stick as thick as a tree in his hand suddenly pulled out a golden afterimage and hit it towards the black mist where Dugu Bo was.

In the face of such a devastating blow, Dugu Bo's hand quickly rotated, and there were words in his mouth, only to see that almost in an instant, more than ten magic decisions entered the Shenhua Tiger Sword above his head.

After the Participating Tiger Sword was defeated by a group of laws, it suddenly turned into a huge white giant sword of five or six zhang, and it only stayed in place for a breath, and then slashed towards the oncoming golden giant stick.

"Sting!"

A loud bang rang out, and the desert below suddenly turned into a sandstorm and swept away in all directions.

In this sandstorm, a black shadow flashed rapidly, and fled in a certain direction.

And the golden-bodied monk was also swept back a few steps backwards by this wave of qi, and then his body was submerged in the sand.

After a cup of tea, the golden-bodied monk who was in the dust felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly felt a chill coming from behind him, and immediately turned around, only to see a white lightning bolt coming almost instantly.

Before he could fully react, the white lightning slashed down from his skull, cutting him in half like a match.

"Boom!" After a loud bang, he also turned into a cloud of golden dust and disappeared here.

Then, in a burst of sword roars, the white sword quickly shot backwards in mid-air, and soon disappeared into the dust.

Dugu Bo, who was far away from the dust, was overjoyed in his heart, and with one move, he summoned the flying back Sword of the Warrior Tiger back to his hand.

Now, he actually killed these four golden-bodied monks with the Sword of the Tiger alone, which was beyond his expectations.

But this was also the second layer of his Shadow Step refining, which was so fast that the monk couldn't react yet, and at this time, he used all his strength to stimulate the maximum power of the Sword of the Tiger Sword, so that he could succeed in one blow.

This was something he couldn't imagine and achieve years ago.

When all the visions in the desert disappeared, Dugu Bo put his hands behind his back, closely watching the changes around him.

A cloud of sand and dust rolled in front of him, and a golden-bodied monk with a height of seven feet appeared.

Dugu Bo felt a pang in his heart, according to the previous law, there should be five golden-bodied monks here, how could it be this one this time.

But this monk gave him a very different feeling, as if he had a certain spiritual intelligence.

The next moment, after the golden monk stumbled, he disappeared into this space strangely.

Dugu Bo's eyes froze, and immediately a majestic aura burst out from his body, and then he saw a cloud of black mist rushing out of his white robe, surrounding him in the middle, but it was he who triggered the defensive prohibition of the "Mandrill Armor".

At the same time, Dugu Bo released his divine sense, covering a radius of more than 100 zhang, but he didn't find the half-clone figure of the disappeared monk at all.

It gave him a strange sense of familiarity.

Sure enough, at this moment, there was a burst of spatial fluctuations in the void more than ten zhang away behind him, and several golden sword shadows immediately shot out, shooting towards Dugu Bo's back without warning.

The next moment, Dugu Bo's figure flickered, and he was able to avoid the golden sword shadows.

Bang bang bang!

A few crackling sounds spread in the desert not far from where Dugu Bo disappeared, and a deep crater of the desert suddenly appeared.

More than ten zhang away in the south, a black shadow flashed, and Dugu Bo also appeared here, but at the same time, the void not far from its north was a strange fluctuation that broke through the sky again and several golden sword shadows.

This time, Dugu Bo didn't dodge anymore, and with a movement of his fingers, a golden qi shadow suddenly came into operation at his dantian, which was the sword finger he had just learned.

A moment later.

"Woohoo!"

Several identical golden sword shadows shot out from the black mist, slashing towards the oncoming golden rainbows.

"Boom, boom!"

A crackling sound burst open in the void.

"Sword Finger Technique! The golden-bodied monk used the secret technique of Sword Finger Technique. Dugu Bozhi was shocked when he saw it, the tricks used by this golden monk were really exactly the same as those of Xuan Jiuyin.

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