In the illusion, Lin Yi stepped forward, the star soul halberd danced, and shouted: "Break it for me!"

The Star Soul Halberd will cut Gongsun Guyue in half, staining the blue sky with blood.

But in the blink of an eye, Gongsun Guyue was resurrected again, still in an arrogant and arrogant manner, looking at Lin Yi provocatively.

Lin Yi raised his eyebrows and killed him again!

"Poof!poof!"

Gongsun Guyue keeps falling, but he keeps resurrecting, and seems to have endless life.

In endless battles, Lin Yi beheaded Gongsun Guyue under the halberd again and again, but returned again and again in vain.

Gradually.

Lin Yi's movements paused, gasping slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he faintly felt that something was wrong.

Suddenly!

A series of roars burst out from Lin Yi's mouth, earth-shattering and deafening!

"Fight! Fight!"

Lin Yi broke out one after another.

At this time, Lin Yi had already noticed the abnormality, and the qiē in front of him must be an illusion!

If the illusion is not broken, Gongsun Guyue will never be killed, and in the final ending, Lin Yi can only die of exhaustion.

Since the source of the illusion comes from the sound of the piano and belongs to the way of music and rhythm, then Lin Yi forcibly broke it with the secret technique of sound waves!

"Bang! bang!"

The quaint Dading shook the void, and the surrounding environment was shattered under the suppression of the Dading.

The scene in front of him was like a picture scroll, torn apart and shattered by Lin Yi!

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly.

Lin Yi was full of excitement, breaking free from the illusion, like Nan Ke in a dream, standing in place, only to feel that his back was cold, and he was already in a cold sweat.

It was too much of a fluke to escape this fate.

If it weren't for the appearance of Gongsun Guyue, which aroused Lin Yi's hatred, Lin Yi might have killed himself.

If there is no cultivation, even if Lin Yi knows that he is in an illusion, he will not be able to extricate himself, and he can only continue to sink in the illusion, and finally exhaust himself.

Lin Yi was the first to regain consciousness, although he only fell into an illusion, but the whole person seemed to have experienced joys and sorrows, tasted the ups and downs, experienced countless fierce battles, and the whole person was tired and weak.

The others were even more unbearable, some were still unable to extricate themselves from the afterglow of the piano, some were kneeling on the ground, some were squatting, and some were bent over their waists with painful expressions.

Others lay quietly on the cold ground.

The nun of the hat was also unbearable, sobbing one after another.

However, the blood-haired Shura and Liu Yue Niangniang followed Lin Yi closely, and woke up almost at the same time, and immediately looked around cautiously.

Lin Yi originally wanted to take this opportunity to kill the Blood-Haired Shura, but as soon as the murderous intention started in his heart, the Blood-Haired Shura seemed to be aware of it, and glanced back at Lin Yi, revealing a warning.

At this time, the appearance of the blood-haired Shura was even more miserable than Lin Yi, the whole body was sweating profusely, the long blood-red hair was already stuck together, his eyes were uncertain, he was panting violently, his breath was erratic, and he obviously consumed a lot of body in the illusion.

Gongsun Yan was still kneeling on the ground, crying bitterly, holding a long sword in his hand, his body trembled slightly, and he was almost confused by the illusion and cut himself off from the Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion.

The consumption of this piano to everyone is no less than a big war.

On the side of the Demon Clan's Holy Land, there are only three people left, Liu Yue Niangniang, Liu Rufeng and Mu Xiaoyou.

There was also a demon general who was killed on the spot, his head was smashed with a knife, but the handle of the knife was in his hand.

Everyone was silent, slowly breathing the consumption just now, and distracting thoughts.

Liu Yue Niangniang's expression was gloomy, the demon clan's holy land was unfavorable, and before she could see a treasure, she had already lost a demon general!

This sudden sound of the piano filled this Purple Mansion Immortal Pavilion with a strange and terrifying aura.

Everyone truly realized that although there were many treasures in this place, known as the Immortal Pavilion, the dangerous Cheng Dù was no less than the hell and the netherworld.

There is also the Purple Mansion God King, who left a few levels, but he didn't expect that just after this first level, a demon general had already died.

And at this level, except for Lin Yi, everyone else felt a little inexplicable.

If the sound of the piano doesn't stop, they will definitely not survive this level, and the blood-haired Shura will also be completely confused in the illusion, and Liu Yue Niangniang will also fall deeper and deeper.

At this critical moment, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly and saved everyone's lives.

"Hahahaha!"

At this moment, a slightly playful laughter sounded, it was the Purple Mansion God King.

Of course, this is just a small test to test whether your heart and will are strong. It has nothing to do with your cultivation, and the monks who don't cultivate enough in their state of mind, under the influence of this Requiem, will definitely cut themselves off here, I don't know how many of you are left, haha!"

Everyone knew that this was just a remnant thought left by the Purple Mansion Immortal King, and he didn't have consciousness.

Liu Yue Niangniang snorted lightly without any taboo, and sneered: "The old thing has been dead for so long and still pretends to be a ghost, and he is not afraid of falling into the name of the peerless god king!"

"I put it together, there must be people who are unwilling to scold, the consequences of scolding, hehe!" The voice of the Purple Mansion God King sounded again, just after Liu Yue Niangniang scolded.

Liu Yue Niangniang trembled with fright, the blood on her face receded, her feet were weak, and she almost sat on the ground.

The remaining six people also changed their expressions greatly, and muttered in their hearts: "Could it be that the Purple Mansion God King is not dead, and this remnant thought is actually conscious?"

If the Purple Mansion God King was still alive, he could press the palm of one hand to death the seven people present.

"Of course, maybe you don't dare to scold, my Purple Mansion can't just kill people because of a possibility, let you go for the time being, haha!" The Purple Mansion God King's playful laughter sounded again.

Liu Yueniang's face was ugly, but she was no longer silent.

At this time, everyone had an unfathomable sense of the Purple Mansion God King, although it was in the face of an unconscious residual thought, but no one dared to speak wildly.

"But since you can hear me, it proves that you have passed the first level. Life is too short, and the only way to pass through this level is for someone to crack the illusion generated by the requiem. As long as one of you cracks it, the sound of the piano will stop, otherwise it will sound endlessly, until you all fall here!"

As soon as the words fell, several people present were secretly frightened.

The blood-haired Shura secretly said that it was dangerous, and he wondered: "Someone actually cracked the Requiem Song, I don't know who it is?"

The blood-haired Shura looked at Liu Yue Niangniang quietly, and found that the latter was also looking at him casually.

"Could it be her? It doesn't look like it, could it be Gongsun Yan?" the blood-haired Shura immediately denied this possibility in his heart.

Gongsun Yan woke up later than him just now, it couldn't be him.

"I can't imagine that among these people, there are people who are deeply hidden!" Blood-haired Shura squinted his eyes, already cheering up his spirits.

At the same time, Liu Yue Niangniang was also full of doubts, and the moment she heard that someone had cracked the Requiem, she immediately thought of the blood-haired Shura.

Among the people present, apart from her, only the Blood-Haired Shura had the strongest combat power and was unfathomable.

But when Liu Yue Niangniang noticed the fleeting doubt in the eyes of the blood-haired Shura, she couldn't help but secretly say in her heart: "Isn't it him?"

"Besides the Blood-Haired Shura, who else has the ability to crack the Requiem?" Liu Yue Niangniang frowned, thoughtful.