In this moment of delay, Ning Chen's figure was completely submerged in those densely packed pink flower spirits.
"Kekeke..."
That strange laughter spread throughout the illusion again, filled with a strange coldness.
There seemed to be a pair of eyes in the sky above the illusion. At first, these eyes had a strange and illusory beauty, but in an instant they became extremely cold.
Full of malice, full of hatred, full of murderous intent!
"These are my children, children born of my hatred. They will eat up your flesh and bones bit by bit!"
The voice resounded throughout the illusion, and the pair of cold eyes in the sky also carried an endless sense of pride.
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outside world.
Ning Chen stood quietly at the top of the city, his eyes closed, but his expression kept changing.
Wang Lu and others were watching all this nervously, and Zi Ji's eyes were full of concern.
Just when Ning Chen's figure was completely submerged by those little flower spirits, Ning Chen's ever-changing expression suddenly froze and became motionless.
Moreover, the aura on his body suddenly dropped, as if the whole person suddenly shrank into a small hole.
"Owner……"
Zi Ji's expression changed drastically, her face was full of concern, and she screamed in surprise.
The faces of Wang Lu and others on the side also changed and became much uglier. Any cultivator can now see that Ning Chen's condition is not very good.
"Senior Ning, he will be fine."
Li Duo also asked nervously.
"Hahaha... Is everything okay? He has now completely fallen into the illusion of our Palace Master. I have never seen any Void Refining cultivator be able to escape from the illusion of our Palace Master!"
Before Wang Lu and others could reply, across from them, the old man who had been protecting the Dharma beside Master Qinghuan laughed wildly, with a look of pride on his face, and said to Wang Lu and others.
"My master will break this illusion sooner or later!"
Zi Ji was so anxious that she directly shouted to the old man in the Void Refining Stage. She didn't look afraid at all, but instead took the initiative to show her murderous intent.
"Old man, have you forgotten so quickly how the old woman who came with you just now was beheaded?" Wang Lu was more direct, speaking bluntly and coldly.
Li Duo, Zi Diao, and Xia Kui all looked at him coldly.
"Looking for death, you little god-transforming monks actually dare to show such expressions in front of me. I really don't know how the word "death" is written!"
Seeing the performance of Wang Lu and others, the old man's face suddenly became ferocious, with murderous intent filling his eyes.
However, just when he was about to take action, he stopped suddenly, turned to look at Qinghuan Zhenren, and hesitated for a moment.
He stood next to Master Qing Huan, always acting as a protector.
At this time, Master Qing Huan's face was full of pride.
"The Palace Master is at a critical juncture. She must have quickly killed your so-called senior Ning, Ning Fengzhi... By then, the real Ning Fengzhi will only be left with a soulless sentence. Body, I won’t be too late to kill a few of you when the time comes.”
After hesitating for a moment, the old man still did not take action and threatened Wang Lu and others.
Zi Ji and others looked at the old man coldly.
What they were most worried about was Ning Chen's safety, but it didn't matter whether they were facing refining the void or transforming into a god.
Even Li Duo had a cold expression on his face at this time, showing no fear at all. Only a hint of worry flashed in his eyes as he looked at Ning Chen's figure.
"Hmph! Master will not be in any danger."
Zi Ji snorted coldly and looked at Ning Chen with concern. At this time, Ning Chen's breath became even weaker.
"No matter who it is, no one can harm my master!"
She roared, but she didn't care. A flash of inspiration flashed in her hand, and two bright long knives were revealed by her.
Then, they greeted the old man and Qinghuan Zhenren, who was also standing motionless on the spot. In order to maintain the illusion, Qinghuan Zhenren could not move.
"How dare you take the initiative to attack us? You are really impatient!"
Seeing Zi Ji taking action, the old man's eyes narrowed, and he could no longer restrain the murderous intent in his eyes, with a ferocious smile on his face.
He no longer protects Master Qinghuan and takes action at the same time... Just before Zi Ji takes action, he is in the illusion created by Master Qinghuan.
At this time, the pink little flower spirit had completely submerged Ning Chen, and Ning Chen's aura in the illusion was getting weaker little by little.
But time passes, and the time for a cup of tea passes quickly.
The little flower spirits that submerged Ning Chen's figure showed no signs of disappearing, but instead became closer and closer.
In the sky, in the eyes of Master Qinghuan, the triumphant look slowly disappeared, and instead there was a hint of doubt.
Looking at Ning Chen's position, he gradually became a little solemn.
The moment Zi Ji took action with her double swords, Ning Chen's calm voice sounded in the illusion: "Do you know why I can still see your real face in the illusion?"
Ning Chen's voice seemed extremely calm. There was no hint of weakness, but instead there was a sense of calm that he was confident of victory.
The pair of Qing Huan's eyes in the sky suddenly changed, and she finally realized something was wrong.
At that time, she was doubtful because Ning Chen could see her true face, but this small doubt was ignored by her.
Just when Master Qinghuan's expression changed drastically and he wanted to react, it was too late.
An extremely loud dragon roar echoed in the illusion.
As the dragon roar sounded, a majestic ink dragon rushed out from Ning Chen's original position. As the pressure of the ink dragon spread, the overwhelming little flowers suddenly fell like dust. fell down.
Ning Chen's figure appeared on the spot following Mo Long's tail.
Mo Longyao moved boldly and swept away all the little flower spirits.
"No...impossible, how could you have such a powerful power of consciousness? It's impossible!"
From Mo Long, Ning Chen's terrifying power of divine consciousness emanated. Of course, those who used the power of divine consciousness to create an illusion could feel it immediately.
