The guest in Tsing Yi also reacted quickly, his expression changed drastically and he shouted: "It's a charm technique! Close your eyes!"
"...eyes...eyes...eyes..."
The voice of the guest in Tsing Yi kept echoing, as if lingering in his ears. He kept hearing his own voice, and the voice became more and more blurred. He subconsciously wanted to hear those voices clearly, so his consciousness was slowly pulled in.
He reacted immediately and realized that he was focusing on guarding against the charming power in the technique, but instead fell in love with the phantom power hidden in it.
The guest in Tsing Yi suddenly turned around and saw a group of people wearing Xuanmumen costumes around him. He felt slightly at ease. He thought that although this charm technique had some illusion power, it was not difficult to deal with, but then his eyes widened. , because those people wearing Xuanmumen costumes all have faces exactly like their own.
"this……"
There are various expressions on their faces, some are charming, some are shy and smiling, some are affectionate, some are reluctant and timid, some have angry faces, and some have sad expressions... …
The guest in Tsing Yi couldn't help but feel disgusted, but more importantly, he was confused. When the expressions that should have appeared on the women's faces appeared on the faces that were exactly the same as his, they somehow made him feel inexplicably familiar and nostalgic, and even vaguely... There was some kind of attachment, and this feeling made him more and more panicked.
He quickly turned back, not daring to look again, because he didn't know what terrible things would happen to him if he continued to look. As his thoughts turned around, he knew that he must find the flaw in this spell, and then get rid of this kind of evil. Only a charming and illusory technique will do.
The guest in Tsing Yi mobilized the energy all over his body and used the Spiritual Wood Technique with all his strength. His whole body felt like he was in green armor. As his energy surged out, he found that the energy around him, or should I say, was gushing out from him. Around it, the space is unstable, producing ripples.
Tsing Yi Ke was overjoyed, as if he had found a breakthrough, and immediately increased the output of his Yuan Power. His Yuan Power surged out of his body, immediately increasing the distortion of the space. The space was like a calm lake, and cracks began to appear. The cracks widened little by little.
Seeing this, Qingyi Ke once again increased the output of his spiritual energy and drilled straight into the crack. The crack quickly spread and expanded, and then suddenly broke apart.
"It's done!!"
The guest in Tsing Yi was overjoyed and could hardly help laughing. He opened his mouth wide but could not close it. He saw that after the space was broken, the illusion did not disappear. There were mirrors floating in the space. Reflecting his astonished face, there was a beautiful and delicate woman who spread her soft ivory arms and caressed his chest.
The woman's charming face was smiling, which had long since dissipated the lingering coldness. Her clothes were gradually decreasing, and her figure was perfect. Just one look at her made her blood surge. The man in green murmured to himself, but he couldn't hear clearly. He was mumbling something, but as if he was out of his mind, he wished he could replace himself in the mirror.
He couldn't figure out why such a cold woman could transform into such a charming and peerless beauty in the blink of an eye. He couldn't even figure out why such a charming and peerless beauty could look so cold and cold that no one could approach her.
He was lost, and then he felt a rush of blood in his body. The blood was trying to escape, and his heart beat suddenly. He opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face suddenly turned gray, and his whole body collapsed.
He finally got rid of the illusion, and then he was shocked to find that the mouthful of blood he spat out was actually the blood from his heart. Losing even a drop of it would usually hurt his muscles and bones, so he spit it out all in one breath. At that moment, he no longer had the energy to stand up.
Shocked, he quickly turned around to look at his disciples, and saw that each of them looked intoxicated and unable to control themselves, and their bodies had ugly reactions. They were completely manipulated by the magic of charm, but they did not suffer the same pain as him. Heavy damage.
The guest in Tsing Yi smiled bitterly and sighed secretly. It was also because their cultivation level was too low. The woman did not attack them specifically. If this continued, there would be no more perfect people under the Xuanmu Sect.
"Elder Yun, please stop, my Xuanmumen has surrendered."
The woman smiled half-heartedly, looked at the guest in Qingyi and said, "Do you recognize me?"
Seeing her smile, Qingyi Ke couldn't help but think of the beautiful woman in the mirror in the fantasy just now. She was equally beautiful, but her temperament was completely different. It could be said that they were two extremes. He couldn't help but secretly think about what would happen if This cold woman would be in ecstasy when she was subdued and pinned down.
But when he thought about it, his internal organs suddenly throbbed, and he spat out another mouthful of blood. Fortunately, this time it wasn't blood from his heart. Otherwise, even if he was an immortal cultivator, he would have changed here today. It turned into a corpse, and Elder Yun just stood there and smiled softly from beginning to end.
At this time, Qing Yi Ke truly understood how terrible the inheritance of a truly top sect was.
"Please also ask Elder Yun to take back the magic and let our Xuanmumen go."
The woman turned her head to look at Yang Chan, who was stunned and didn't know what to do, and said with a smile: "What do you think?"
Yang Chan shook his head and said, "I don't understand."
She really couldn't understand, and she didn't know why it was okay. A group of people who came to ask questions seemed to be stupid. The leader of a sect also fell to the ground after being hit hard suddenly, begging for mercy again and again. She only knew one thing, that woman didn't know anything about it. It hasn't moved.
The woman did not ask whether she understood it, but said with deep meaning: "You can do it in the future, and you will be different from others."
When she said this, she glanced at Gu Chen who was standing in the corner with obvious meaning. She did not use any means on Gu Chen, but with her skills, even if Gu Chen just stood aside, he would be affected. There was some influence, but what surprised her was that Gu Chen also turned to look at her at this time, but his expression was very calm, and his eyes were clear and calm, as if there was nothing.
She raised her brows and was about to do something when she suddenly noticed that a wave of Yuan Power not far away became more and more obvious. Someone was approaching, and the person arrived before he arrived.
"In the world of cultivating immortals, the Yinnu Sect is the only sect that respects women. Only the Yinnu Sect has the top techniques suitable for women's cultivation, and it is possible to practice the Yinnu Sect's Charming Girl's Mirror Art to this extent. Only Fairy Yunzhi, who was once a candidate for the headmaster, was called the Sea of Fire Iceberg back then, and now holds the position of elder of the Yinnu Sect. If she still doesn’t recognize her, Xuanmumen’s suffering will be in vain. ”
When he first spoke, the man was still at the end of the street, and it didn't take long to say this. But when he finished speaking, he came closer and stood next to Gu Chen, not caring about Gu Chen. Chen's body was covered in mud and his eyes were full of admiration.
"Not bad, not bad. At such a young age, you can calm down and not be confused by others. It's really good. What's your name?"
The person who came here had a childlike face, but his whole body exuded a warm aura. The kind of warm look in his eyes that an elder looked at a younger generation reminded Gu Chen of Master Dongyang, and he suddenly felt a familiar feeling of closeness. He smiled and said, "Gu Chen."
The woman, who was called Yun Zhi by the visitors, saw that he came to the venue but first talked to the boy who she didn't like, and she was immediately very dissatisfied and said coldly: "Old Master Qingyang, what are you doing here? "
The guest in Qingyi seemed to have seen a savior and shouted loudly: "Senior Qingyangzi! Please save us, senior!"
Qingyangzi smiled slightly and flicked his left sleeve. A breath like the warm sun was swept out and spread like a fan. The Xuanmu Sect disciples who were trapped in the magic of illusion could only feel the mirror inches. Shattered and knocked them out.
Their faces were flushed, their eyes were bloodshot, their breathing was heavy, and they were very dissatisfied and making noises as soon as they came out.
"What are you doing!? Who brought me out when it was exciting!?"
"Damn it! I just wanted to... take me back quickly!"
The guest in Tsing Yi was furious when he heard this. He clenched his fists tightly and cursed with the little strength he had left: "Shut up, you shameful thing!!"
