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The corners of Chen Yang's mouth twitched twice, and he secretly smiled bitterly in his heart, as the saying goes, blessings and misfortunes depend on each other, maybe it was because he was too smooth in the previous stage, and now his luck has finally become worse. (The first text is published in the reading room biquge.info)

Phantom spirit moth, but it is a kind of famous, the ability is no less than the spirit insect of the underworld ant, it is said that it is also not a creature in this world, but it is to help this world resist the invasion of demons, carried down by monks who came from the spirit world, and is born with an extremely clever transfiguration ability, often hurting people invisibly, and it is very powerful.

It's just that specifically, because this kind of spirit worm is too rare, not many people have seen it, and the classics that Chen Yang consulted were also vague and vague, and they didn't explain it too specifically.

However, Chen Yang had already appreciated the power of his transfiguration ability just now, and the illusion of the Immortal Flame Ant he had conjured was so realistic that he almost forced himself into a desperate situation, and now he was a little scared when he thought about it.

And this is not the main reason why the phantom spirit moth is famous, this spirit worm is actually a rare spirit worm that can mutate and evolve again, as long as they are given enough time, and there are certain conditions for you, they can also evolve into a kind of spirit worm called "Thousand Phantom Butterfly,...... of spirit worms.

Although the spirit insect of the Thousand Phantom Butterfly is still good at illusion, the power of this spirit insect is not comparable to that of the Phantom Spirit Moth, "Its potential is infinite, and it can even advance to the level equivalent to the cultivation of the earth and the tribulation period, which is only slightly inferior to the legendary true spirit."

The more he learned, the more bitter Chen Yang's heart became, the two phantom spirit moths in front of him had such wonderful transformation abilities, they could actually deceive themselves whose divine sense was comparable to that of a Jindan early stage monk, it was obviously not simple, at least it was also the level of a fifth-level demon beast, and there were as many as two, how could he deal with it.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration occurred in Chen Yang's mind, and he remembered something.

"That's right, just now I was obviously trapped in the illusion created by the phantom moth and couldn't extricate myself, but my divine consciousness automatically operated and protected the lord by itself, so what's the matter? In this way, his chances of winning are greatly increased. After all, the legendary Phantom Moth is only famous for its illusions, but its other skills are very ordinary. ”

Chen Yang thought secretly, his heart was relieved, and he looked at the two phantom spirit moths not far away, and his face couldn't help but be happy.

As Chen Yang expected, judging from the spiritual power movements on the two phantom spirit moths, they were all spirit insects whose strength was equivalent to that of a fifth-level demon beast, but for some reason, the spiritual power they emitted was very obscure, strong and weak, and very unstable, as if they were seriously injured.

It's unclear why the Phantom Moth is like this, but it's good news, and maybe it's okay...... When Chen Yang thought of this, he couldn't help but feel excited, but he just thought about it, although because of his low intelligence, raising spirit insects is not like a spirit beast, and he needs to recognize the master from a young age, but it is not easy to tame it, and he does not have a book on insect repellent at hand.

Therefore, Chen Yang sighed lightly and quickly put the matter behind him.

At this moment, the phantom moth seemed to sense that the illusion had lost its effect, and its flying speed increased, its trajectory became more and more subtle, and when its wings waved, it also sprinkled a little silver starlight, which dissipated in the middle of the air in a blink of an eye.

Immediately, Chen Yang only felt that the world was spinning, his mind was dizzy, and when he woke up, he was in a gray space, with the vast Gobi under his feet, covered with weathered gravel and gravel, and there was no end in sight.

The Gobi is extremely desolate, and there is not the slightest trace of greenery and life, except for the sound of the howling wind, there is silence!

"Oops! I fell for the illusion of the Phantom Moth again!" Chen Yang thought depressedly, and then his eyes flashed, and his divine sense was released with all his might, looking at the situation around him, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Chen Yang pondered for a moment, and with a flick of his right hand, a red sword qi shot out, and with a bang, a big pit was hit on the ground, and his fingers flicked, and the Dao sword qi flew in all directions, and after shooting dozens of zhang, they all collapsed and disappeared into the air.

Subsequently, whether it was a magic weapon attack or some other means, nothing was found.

"This ...... There is not the slightest flaw, and it is useless to attack, but how to crack it, do you really have to be trapped here and die?,......

Chen Yang was secretly anxious, and he was feeling a little bad in his heart, and suddenly his consciousness was restless.

He was overjoyed in his heart, knowing that the previous situation of cracking the illusion of the Phantom Moth and helping him get out of the predicament had reappeared, and he hurriedly examined the abnormal movements of his divine sense.

And under the influence of a very subtle force, the divine consciousness is divided into countless strands, flowing all over the body on its own, and finally converging into the eyes.

His eyes were extremely comfortably cool, Chen Yang subconsciously closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, all the gray space and Gobi disappeared, and the whole person was still standing on the steps leading to the fourth floor. Not far away, there were the two phantom moths that couldn't stop dancing.

Chen Yang made a brazen move without hesitation. It seems that he seems to have mutated his divine consciousness that has been the savior twice, completely restraining the ability of the phantom moth, but Chen Yang is still confused, but he doesn't dare to pin his hopes on it, who knows if if he falls into the illusion again and can't extricate himself, the divine consciousness will protect itself again.

Taking advantage of the fact that the Phantom Moth did not realize that it had come out of the illusion, with a flick of the sleeves of his robe, the Xuanjin Tiger Wing Knife and seven or eight top-level magic weapons flew out one after another, and quickly pinched a few spells with both hands, and under the urging of his divine sense, he let out a clear sound and swept towards the two Phantom Moths.

Ten fingers flicked in a row, and dozens of crimson sword qi came out of their fingers, followed by Ji Jian shooting out.

Then, Chen Yang took out a white rune seal from his arms, and there was a small red ruler swimming slowly in the middle, which was the small ruler rune treasure.

Chen Yang glanced at the Phantom Spirit Moth coldly, and saw that it was being attacked by the spirit weapon he controlled, although it had a slight upper hand, but it was obviously inconsistent with its strength equivalent to a fifth-level demon beast, and sure enough, as he had expected before, it had been hit hard and its vitality was greatly damaged.

A cold light flashed in Chen Yang's eyes, and then the spiritual light in his palm burst out, and streams of pure spiritual power continued to surge into the talisman.

In the blink of an eye, the Fu Bao was finished, and the dazzling red light on the Fu Rent flashed, and with a clear sound, a small red ruler the size of a foot jumped out, dripping and spinning, sprinkling a misty red cloud, exuding a scorching hot atmosphere.

"Disease,...... Chen Yang let out a low shout, his divine sense moved suddenly, and the red ruler suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was already on top of the heads of the two phantom spirit moths, and one by one the mimeng red clouds fell down suddenly, enveloping the two phantom spirit moths under the power of the rune treasure.

Aside from the Jade Yellow Seal and the Ancient Beast, this could almost be regarded as Chen Yang's strongest attack method.

The attack speed of the Jade Yellow Seal was not fast enough, it was very inconvenient to deal with these small spirit insects, and the ancient beast's spiritual intelligence was not high, Chen Yang did not dare to release it rashly, otherwise under the illusion attack of the phantom spirit moth, if the ancient beast fell into the illusion and fell into the illusion, he would lift a stone and hit himself in the foot.

The gray light on the phantom moth's body became thick, the spiritual light flashed wildly, and the spiritual power suddenly stabilized a lot, and suddenly, from one to two, from two to four, and then from four to eight...... In the blink of an eye, the figures of dozens of identical phantom moths were conjured, making it difficult to distinguish the real from the fake.

Chen Yang couldn't help but be stunned, and his mind was hopeless to probe among the many phantom moths that were mixed with truth and falsehood, and then he manipulated the scorching red clouds with an expressionless face to attack their respective targets.

In desperation, Chen Yang could only use this stupid method to force out the true body of the phantom spirit moth, the black cloak behind it was full of spiritual light, and the figure of the azure demon bird loomed, ready to kill it with the power of thunder as soon as he found it.

The speed at which the wings of the Phantom Moth flapped faster, and when the wings waved, pillars of wind the size of a few feet appeared out of thin air, forcibly supporting the fall of the red cloud.

Chen Yang sneered, poured a few drops of thousand-year-old spirit into his mouth, and the spiritual power was continuously injected into the rune treasure, and the mimeng red cloud also surged out from the small ruler, and the illusion conjured by the phantom spirit moth couldn't stop shattering, and it was constantly regenerated.

Chen Yang's face was solemn and he looked at the battle circle a few feet away, his eyes unblinking.

Suddenly, Chen Yang's eyes flashed with joy, and he silently recited a short incantation in his heart, accompanied by the breeze generated out of thin air, his figure slowly faded and disappeared in place.

Then one of the many illusions emerged, exhaled and screamed, and punched out with all his might, and the air shook until it hit the body of the phantom moth, and the faint sound of breaking the air reached people's ears.

There was a loud "bang", and the fist hit the real body of a phantom moth.

Don't look at the Phantom Moth is very ordinary, its body is extremely tough, but Chen Yang's Xuanming True Yang Gong at this time has already cultivated to the sixth layer, and his divine power is even more amazing, and it still pierces its head.

However, the vitality of this insect is very tenacious, and the vital part of the head is pierced by a punch, but it is still not dead, and it is still struggling.

A hint of sneer appeared at the corner of Chen Yang's mouth, his spiritual power moved slightly, and his arm was full of spiritual light, and a stream of spiritual power rushed into the body of the phantom spirit moth along the wound, wantonly destroying it.

The Phantom Moth struggled for a moment, its body gradually stopped moving, Chen Yang breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, who knows, its body swelled slightly, and exploded violently.

Chen Yang took a few steps back, hurriedly arranged two simple defenses, and then crossed his arms to protect the vital point of his head.

Extremely powerful energy swept through the body of the Phantom Moth, and the hall felt as if it had experienced a violent tornado.

Chen Yang looked at the bloody arms and all parts of his body expressionlessly, and couldn't help but be secretly frightened, with his strong body, he still suffered a lot of injuries, if he wasn't a double cultivation of the law body, I'm afraid he would have been confessed here.

Chen Yang's jealousy was great, but fortunately, there was only one phantom moth left, and he concocted it in the same way, and carefully killed it. ！。

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