Ji Seventeen is not Ma Maochun's opponent, and Hongyao is not Yang Nan's opponent, even if they are all at the peak of Piyuan, there is also a three, six, nine and so on, there is still a gap,

After several rounds of fighting, Liu Laoben almost cornered Yuan Chengdao, and Ji Seventeen and Hongyao were also injured by Ma Maochun and Yang Nan respectively.

In a hurry, Liu Laoben could only be distracted to save Ji Seventeen and Hongyao,

"Senior, don't worry about the two of us first, go and kill that Yuan Cheng first, in addition to this scourge, we will have less trouble in the future," Ji Seventeen said to Liu Laoben very seriously,

Liu Laoben hesitated slightly and said, "But ......"

Just as Liu Laoben was hesitating, the more than 5,000 cultivators on the enemy side had already broken through all the formations of the Spirit Jade Mine.

Although the cultivators stationed in the Lingyu Mine are resisting to the death, the other party has an advantage in quantity, if it is a competition for quality, most of the cultivators in the Lingyu Mine are scattered cultivators, and they cannot be compared with the enemy.

Ji Seventeen's red robe sleeves flicked, and tens of thousands of pieces of paper were instantly manifested, the pieces of paper were sharp, and their strength was no less than that of ordinary swords.

But Ma Maochun is not an ordinary person, even if the Burial Heaven Sword blew itself up, damaging Ma Maochun's cultivation, but at this moment, Ma Maochun's realm cultivation did not fall but rose, I don't know what elixir he took, he was able to get rid of the fate of self-detonation and Burial Heaven Sword in such a short period of time.

Liu Laoben glanced at Ma Maochun, who was fighting fiercely with Ji Seventeen, and there were a few doubts in his heart,

On that day, the wedding banquet was disturbed, and he Liu Laoben was also present, and he also knew that Ma Maochun had exploded the Heavenly Sword, and he was also wondering why Ma Maochun was able to increase the cultivation of the descending in such a short period of time.

"Seventeen, be careful," Liu Laoben instructed Ji Seventeen,

And Ji Seventeen didn't care much about his own safety, but was more concerned about the safety of the red medicine.

"Got it, senior," Ji XVII casually agreed,

Gradually, Ji Qiqi also sensed that something was wrong, didn't Ma Maochun lose his cultivation by blowing up the Heavenly Sword, why is his strength still so strong at this moment, and the damaged realm seems to have recovered,

Ji Seventeen was puzzled, and before Ye Linfeng rushed to the Lingyu Mine, he had to resist for a while.

"It turns out that this is the case, it is a pseudo-realm, a pseudo-realm," Liu Laoben said to himself, he suddenly understood why Ma Maochun was able to restore his body in such a short period of time,

It was a false realm, not a realm of being,

Compared with the real realm, there are some gaps, the foundation is unstable, the improvement of cultivation is fast, and at the same time the reduction of cultivation is also fast, and the cultivation realm is empty, which will inevitably have an impact on the future cultivation of the Tao.

This method of improving the cultivation realm in a short period of time is not worth advocating, it is a method that does not outweigh the losses.

Yuan Chengdaoren's peachwood sword was about to be shattered by Liu Laoben's fist, and the sword body trembled violently, and cracks had already faintly appeared.

I have to say that there is still a gap between the strength of Yuan Chengdao and Liu Laoben.

Yang Nan, the witch monk of the witch heart, is strong, the witchcraft is profound, the red medicine cannot pose a threat to him at all, and the attack of the red medicine is easily defused by him every time.

After the attacks of the red medicine were defused again and again, Yang Nan also felt tired of playing, and he couldn't directly exert his strength, striving for a quick solution.

Yang Nan's strength can be ranked in the top four in the Wuben Heart Source, and in the face of Hongyao, a cultivator who can only be regarded as a medium-strength cultivator in the Dao Void Metaverse, it will not take much strength to defeat it.

Ji Seventeen is very concerned about the safety of Hongyao, he really regrets letting Hongyao take risks this time, Hongyao is already pregnant, it is indeed quite risky,

And Ji Qiqi is not the opponent of Ma Maochun in the pseudo-realm, he still doesn't have the strength of Ye Linfeng, and he can't be called a master-level figure like Ye Linfeng.

Ma Maochun directly pointed to the sword, and showed a kind of attention,

Dao Dao pointed sharply, turned into a fierce sword qi, and shredded Ji Seventeen's red robe with many holes,

Ji Seventeen's hair is already extremely messy, and he has always loved beauty, but he can't take care of himself.

He cast the magic of the mirror flower, this powerful illusion, which did make Ma Maochun hallucinate at first,

Ma Maochun fell into Ji Seventeen's illusion, once he fell into Ji Seventeen's illusion, he couldn't believe the scene in front of him, everything was illusory,

Ma Maochun understands that what he has seen and experienced at this moment is an illusory scene, although he understands that all this is unreal, but he can't get out of the illusion.

That's the special thing about illusion, even if you know you're in an illusion, you can't find liberation.

Ma Maochun saw the killing, it was boundless killing,

Scarlet blood spread across the city, and a bloody storm blew in the sky, and some unidentified cultivators held weapons and killed each other.

Suddenly, Ma Maochun's body trembled violently, he saw himself from the illusion, and saw himself whose hands were stained with the blood of his peers.

Gradually, the previous unidentified cultivators, he figured out their identities, some cried at him, and some laughed at him.

Even if you laugh, it's so heart-wrenching, so mad,

Among them, there is him, his master, his uncle, and his brother, brother,

This is what he has experienced, the pain he has experienced, the bloody wind and rain he has experienced, and the infighting he has experienced.

The scene that Ma Maochun saw from the illusion was a major change in the White Horse Temple.

In the midst of this revolution, many people died, fratricidal, and infighting.

An internal struggle in the White Horse Temple where Buddhism and Taoism converged, blood flowed like a river, and many people died.

Ma Maochun stabilized his mind, closed his eyes tightly, and tried not to think about these bloody things, this past that was about to be deliberately forgotten by him was turned over by this illusion today,

"Stick to your heart, the Tao is me, I am the Tao, the Tao I am the Tao, what is not me,"

Ma Maochun sat quietly, holding his breath and concentrating, meditating in his heart, and exerting the means of saying my wonderful realm,

Every realm has a wonderful use, and the realm of Dao I is no exception.

Ji Seventeen understood that he couldn't support it, and when Ma Maochun silently recited a mantra, Ji Seventeen's face suddenly turned pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth,

"Poof,"

Ji Seventeen fell backwards suddenly, and when he landed, a mouthful of black blood spurted out of his mouth,

Ji Seventeen, who fell to the ground, hurriedly took off the hosta on the bun, and the hosta instantly turned into a jade sword.

The jade sword is in his hand, but he is no longer able to hold the sword,

At this moment, the situation of Red Medicine is also very critical.

Yang Nan used a string of Buddhist beads in his hand to throw it towards the red medicine,

A black mist lingered on the Buddha, carrying the spiritual power of the sorcerer Yang Nan, murderous,

Ji Seventeen saw that Hongyao was in danger, as a husband and father, he instinctively tried his best, jumped up, and blocked this blow for Hongyao.

Ji Seventeen, who was hit by Yang Nan's strange string of Buddha beads, flew backwards, fell to the ground, and passed out.

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