As soon as these words came out, Master Qinghuan's aura became stronger.
In anger, her cultivation unexpectedly lost control for a moment.
With a bang, the hat on her head suddenly shattered!
Ning Chen deliberately spoke like that in order to affect Qing Huan's emotions. In the fight, Ning Chen would consider every factor that could affect the outcome with utmost care.
"Palace Master, be careful, he is affecting your emotions!"
The old man on the side was extremely vigilant and hurriedly warned.
After listening to the old man's reminder, Master Qing Huan forcibly suppressed his anger and looked at Ning Chen with a frosty face.
There was also a hint of fear towards Ning Chen in those beautiful eyes.
"I am a practitioner of illusion. I am a monk who can take advantage of people's emotions, but you are even better than me... I really underestimated you."
Master Huan Qing finally looked Ning Chen in the face and spoke coldly.
"However, don't try to influence me in the slightest with your cunning tactics. I will definitely take your soul away and suffer the torture of your soul!"
Master Huan Qing's voice sounded faintly, and it was as cold as if it came from Jiuyou.
The moods of Wang Lu and others, Master Huan Qing, and the old man standing on the top of the city watching the battle were completely different. They all looked excited.
Even Li Duo, who was a little uneasy at first, also grinned.
"Senior Ning's magical power is really terrifying. With one blow, he killed the old woman directly. It's terrible!"
Li Duo looked at Ning Chen's back, full of endless reverence, and murmured to himself.
"The Xuanyuan Divine Sword is powerful. I didn't expect it to evolve to such a powerful level."
Zi Ji also had a smile on her cold face and praised Xuanyuan Divine Sword.
This achievement was partly due to Ning Chen Jian's eccentric calculation, but also partly because Xuanyuan Divine Sword was very sharp and had extremely amazing magical powers!
"You're right. After this battle, we must find some good spiritual gold to reward this little guy."
Wang Lu grinned. They all knew that Xuanyuan Divine Sword had given birth to a spiritual object at this time.
Anyone who has been with Ning Chen for a long time knows that Xuanyuan Divine Sword's favorite food is all kinds of spiritual gold...
"The world of cultivation is such that the weak prey on the strong. I can only blame Taoist fellows for their negligence."
Ning Chen looked calm, unmoved by the threat from Master Qing Huan, and spoke calmly.
"snort!"
Master Qinghuan just snorted coldly.
Ning Chen looked intently, but suddenly found that the cold snort had become extremely distant and extended indefinitely.
A soft snort seemed to contain a strange bewitching power, causing waves of dizziness in his mind.
He felt bad in his heart, and just as he was rousing his fighting spirit, he found that he had fallen into an endless jungle full of flowers and trees.
In this jungle, there are countless colorful flowers, all of which are extremely delicate and charming, full of gentle and sweet flavor.
Ning Chen's eyes narrowed and he observed everything around him coldly, suddenly becoming extremely vigilant.
He knew that this was the illusion created by Master Qinghuan.
Different from the roughness of Master Yunxing's illusion, Master Qinghuan's illusion is full of a sense of detail that makes Ning Chen dare not be careless at all.
Although no danger was found for the time being, Ning Chen's whole body tensed up, and he had a very bad feeling in his gut.
A pink mist floated in.
Soon he came to Ning Chen's side and started dancing around him, filled with a strange feeling.
This pink mist seemed to contain a strange fragrance, and Ning Chen suddenly thought of the warm scene when the two sisters of the Zhou family sat opposite each other in Chunyang Wuji Palace.
Then he remembered how happy his two parents were when he returned to Earth... Many happy things came to Ning Chen's mind, and the cold murderous intention in his heart soon disappeared under these memories. Falling apart.
In this illusion, behind the lush flowers and trees, where Ning Chen couldn't see, the figure of Qinghuan Master slowly solidified.
At this time, the layer of fog covering her face had completely disappeared, and the hat on her head had already been put away by her.
Those magically beautiful eyes were still moving, but her face was extremely terrifying.
Half of his face was covered with deep wrinkles, like an old monster that had lived for countless years, and his skin was as dry and rough as tree bark.
Although the other half of the face is still delicate, there are a few hideous scars on this delicate face!
Under this strong impact, this person was as terrifying as a devil.
At this time, she was hiding behind the flower tree, looking at Ning Chen with her eyes filled with hatred.
"Wouldn't it be too naive to want to leave alive after being trapped in my Taihua fantasy! The thing seeking death actually dares to mess with my Huanqing Palace!"
She kept cursing under her breath.
At this time, Ning Chen's eyes were groggy, and his originally straight figure had become much softer. He was walking slowly in the jungle with a pleasant smile on his face.
"Die to me!"
Master Qinghuan let out a low voice like a whisper, and at the same time his expression was as cold as a knife, and he swung it out with his hand.
In a flash of silver light, like a ball of spiritual needles formed by countless raindrops, it fiercely shot towards Ning Chen!
As long as he is pricked by this group of spiritual needles, even if Ning Chen's physical body is strong, he will probably instantly become a bloody man with countless tiny wounds!
In the flash of lightning, just when those spiritual needles were about to pierce Ning Chen, Ning Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.
A faint dragon roar sounded, and a majestic black dragon suddenly rushed out from Ning Chen's forehead, swung around Ning Chen, and threw him away.
The group of spiritual needles crossed Mo Long's body, but did not cause any harm to Mo Long.
When Master Qinghuan saw this scene, he twitched the corners of his mouth, and the look on his face became even more ferocious.
She was about to continue her action when she looked at Ning Chen in disbelief.
At this time, the look of intoxication and joy on Ning Chen's face disappeared, and his eyes calmly looked at Qinghuan Zhenren.
"You are actually like this?"
Ning Chen stared at Qing Huan and said softly, with a complicated look on his face.
At this time, Ning Chen couldn't help feeling disgusted when he looked at Qing Huan's terrifying face.
I don’t know why, but Master Qinghuan turned into such a ghostly appearance.
Qing Huan suddenly showed a look of horror, and hurriedly covered his terrifying face with both hands, screaming: "You...you can actually see me? Impossible...impossible..."
Only in her own fantasy can she safely remove the fog from her face and the hat on her head and be her true self.
