Chapter 700: The Blue-robed Monk

Huang Xiufeng was initially unclear Therefore, Shi Kuang returned twice without success, and if Huang Xiufeng still couldn't see anything, he would be too sorry for his identity as deputy commander-in-chief.

Among the cultivators, he and Jing Yao are in charge of the overall situation, and they understand the details more thoroughly than Jing Yao.

Under the questioning of everyone's eyes, Huang Xiufeng said: "In the world of illusion, what we see does not mean that it is real, and what Shi Kuang hit is not a portal, but a wall!"

Speaking of the wall, he pointed to the sky, and then to the sides, "That wall is the Chaos Clock." ”

Jing Yao was slightly stunned, and instantly understood that this world was not infinite, it seemed to be boundless in form, but it was a world covered by a chaotic bell, and all the fantastic phenomena were hallucinatory auditions caused by the combination of several forces.

And Lu Buwei and Cao Fengfeng are releasing illusions again, and the power of Huangquan is also slowly penetrating, those portals seem to be real, and maybe they do exist, the difference is that they are close to the end of the world.

The sound of the piano penetrated the portal and hit the Chaos Bell, but all immortal treasures have the power of anti-shock, the Chaos Bell is both an innate treasure, and under the hard touch of the teacher, he was only slightly injured, and thanks to the strength of the true yuan, he may have lost his combat power at this time if he is replaced by an ordinary monk of the Tribulation.

"Look!"

I don't know who suddenly shouted, and everyone's eyes immediately left Shi Kuang and looked at the layers of vermilion gates.

The gates on the sea began to move irregularly, each door had a different angle, and the speed of rotation was also different, some were as fast as thunder, some were as slow as a turtle crawling, from top to bottom, from far to near......

Someone shouted miserably on the spot: "Lord Jingyao Island, this is not everything we set, let us go back." "The one who spoke was an illusionist in the Middle Domain, and his cultivation and illusion were not very good, but because the ultimate battle illusionist was an indispensable link, the full meaning was greater than the symbolic meaning.

It's not a last resort, no one chooses illusion in this era, after all, the school of illusion has been in decline for tens of thousands of years, and the practice of illusion is because he knows that Taoism has nothing to do with him, but few people know that illusion is more demanding on talent, and it is easy to get started, and if you want to cultivate to a certain level, it will not be easy.

In order to make the survival rate of illusionists higher, all kinds of elixirs to improve cultivation on Penglai Island were sent to the hometown of the Sword Sect, and a group of illusionists with low cultivation took this opportunity to ascend to the coveted realm, but also because the potential was exhausted, they didn't want to make any more progress in their lives, and their foundation was not solid.

Jing Yao had stated the side effects in advance, and did not force everyone to take the pill, and unexpectedly, no one refused this kind of pie-in-the-sky good thing.

A group of illusionists who were barely able to control the sky suddenly got the opportunity to be promoted to the strong, and even if they paid a huge price, they gladly accepted it.

Anyway, the side effect is nothing more than an unstable foundation, and it is impossible to improve in cultivation, so what's wrong with this group of illusionists?

If you don't take the pill, you can only wander in the fusion realm for the rest of your life, and if you take the pill, you can instantly achieve the name of the strong, how to choose is not clear at a glance?

It is not for nothing that there are pills to stimulate the potential of the immortal cultivation realm, and the major sects can develop some of them, similar to the three-day death pill and the seven-day part-time pill...... Pills like this are at the cost of life, in exchange for temporary power, and the gains outweigh the losses.

The elixir in Jing Yao's hand is the elixir that has been refined by the Dao Heart Qingming Jue, which stimulates the life potential and replenishes the life skills consumed, and the principle of the dragging poison is the same, the only difference is the endless burning potential of the dragging poison, when the potential is burned out, it will start to burn blood, bones, tendons, skin... We will not stop until we burn people to death.

The result of pulling out the seedlings is like this, the foundation is not strong, and the rotating portal has become a talisman, but fortunately, the thousands of portals have begun to stand still again, undulating and undulating, and the shapes of the layered portals are floating in different shapes.

The portal in the middle suddenly shone brightly, and a young man in a blue robe stepped out of the portal with a surprised and blank gaze.

The young man's eyebrows are hanging, like two out-of-body long knives, but his eyes are scabbards, so that the flamboyant attitude that should be full of pride is biased towards the gentle and humble son, the black hair is tied behind his back at will, and his facial features are very similar to the three islands of Penglai.

Seeing the visitor, Mingzun's breathing also began to shorten, and he didn't understand why he had come out of the other world when he was young......

Fu Hui walked over and whispered a few words, and Mingzun's body trembled, as if with a wry smile: "I see...... No wonder I always felt like something was missing. ”

Fleur said: "You are not anyone, you are yourself, why should you be lost because you are not who you are? Or be proud of who you are? In the journey of finding yourself, have you not found the true direction?"

Mingzun smiled bitterly, others didn't know what to do, but Jing Yao knew a little, it didn't matter who this familiar Mingzun was to her, because she had recognized the other party, and regarded him as the master of the three islands of Penglai, and also regarded him as a lighthouse-like life mentor, in order to pursue his own life, what this man did was worthy of reference for most people.

"Do it!" Yue Qitian raised his voice and said: "This is a ready-made medium, no matter who the old lady is, I conclude that behind him is Huang Quan! Enter the spiritual world of the blue-robed youth, let us determine the coordinates of Huang Quan." ”

The clouds flashed in their eyes, and the blue-robed young man stood even more confused in a dark world, surrounded by a large number of creatures gradually approaching him.

The founder of the Demon Sect, who is known as a powerhouse of an era and is still widely spread, reacted instantly, first took a step back, stretched out his hand to grasp the darkness, and forcefully shook a black steaming magic knife across his chest, and shouted coldly: "Who? Get out!"

The five senses are so sensitive, but unfortunately no matter how keen the insight is, the blue-robed young man only senses the existence of the spirit body, for the monks, they can clearly see the expression on the face of the blue-robed monk, and the blue-robed monk can only sense that someone is approaching through perception, which is also the reason why he is nervous and vigilant.

"Lu Buwei, it's your turn!"

Jing Yao ordered in a deep voice, and after several discussions between her and Lu Buwei, a kind of memory lock illusion was added to the Chaos Evil Array.

It means that no matter who someone's memory has, there is a lock in the depths of that person's memory, locking that person's most precious memory, and quietly placing it in a corner for hundreds or thousands of years...... When he forgets himself, the illusionist can use this illusion to open the lock and bring the dusty memories back to light.

Generally speaking, there are two kinds of memories of lockdown, one is the unbearable past, and the other is a sentimental past that you don't want to recall......