"Then the world is wrong."
Shen Fuwei never wavered.
Bang.
The illusion was shattered, and they were still surrounded by the woods they had just passed through.
The others looked heavy, obviously not coming out of the illusion yet.
"Master?" Shen Fuwei looked at Mo Zunyue. She had her eyes closed and her expression was peaceful.
serene?
Shen Fuwei had only seen this kind of look when the old man at home was waiting for death calmly before his death. His look was so peaceful.
Is she waiting to die?
Shen Fuwei was shocked.
Mo Zunyue was mysterious and powerful in his heart. What kind of illusion was it that left her with no desire to survive?
She has never been such a show-off person.
"Master, Master..."
He shouted over and over again, but Mo Zunyue had no response.
Shen Fuwei took out the ancient book and wanted to find out if there was any way to break the illusion.
The moment he opened the ancient book, the scenery in front of him changed, with golden clouds and black clouds entwining. The scene was shocking and strange.
When he saw Mo Zunyue, he immediately rushed up and grabbed her arm, "Master."
"Release your paw, believe it or not, I'll chop off your hand and feed it to the dog?"
Before Mo Zunyue could answer, a furious sound came, and Shen Fuwei was startled.
Only then did he see the Demon Lord in the formation, his face was ferocious, he was in a state of rage, his body was full of black energy, and he was struggling to come out.
The overwhelming pressure hit his face, Shen Fuwei's heart was shaken, and he almost couldn't breathe. Originally, the demon cultivator could be so terrifying.
Mo Zunyue raised her hand to shatter his pressure, "Have you had enough trouble?"
Demon Lord's eyes were red, "Kill me, don't be afraid, I won't die, and you don't want to die either."
Shen Fuwei:! ! !
What kind of strange request is this? Why does he feel like he's watching a bloody drama?
And what is this place? Why are their clothes so weird?
There were densely packed monks flying behind Mo Zunyue, it didn't look like the interstellar era.
Shen Fuwei was panicking, "Master, this is an illusion, it's all fake. If we kill him, we can get out."
Mo Zunyue sighed, "After all these years, I still can't get over this hurdle."
She looked at Shen Fuwei and said, "Go and find your inheritance."
"What about you?" Shen Fuwei asked.
The Demon Lord's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he stared at Mo Zunyue dreamingly, "You want to die with me? Are you trying to move me? Or are you seeking peace of mind for yourself?"
Mo Zunyue ignored him and said to Shen Fuwei, "This illusion can't kill me."
"But you will be hurt by the backlash." Shen Fuwei was worried. He pulled Mo Zunyue and was about to open the ancient book to see if he could get out.
Unexpectedly, the demon king was furious, "Who told you to touch her? You are seeking death!"
The overwhelming demonic energy swept over him, and the Demon Lord actually managed to break free.
A powerful attack came.
Mo Zunyue won't die after being attacked by the illusion, but that doesn't mean Shen Fuwei won't die.
In desperation, she activated the ancient formation, and the golden clouds in the sky protected Shen Fuwei, and she faced the opponent's attack head-on.
The Demon Lord was unable to hold back in time. The moment before the attack hit her, she saw the Demon Lord's frightened and furious expression.
The illusion was broken, and Mo Zunyue spurted out a mouthful of blood, feeling a little distracted.
"Are you okay?" Shen Fuwei hurriedly stepped forward to ask.
Others have come out of the illusion. They are nothing more than worldly desires. They have strong personalities to enter the super situation, but it cannot trap them.
Zhong Zhengchu didn't understand, "What's going on? How can a small illusion hurt someone like this?"
Shen Fuwei ignored them and squatted next to Mo Zunyue, "Who is that person?"
Even though he knew it was an illusion, even though he knew it was fake, he still couldn't bear to kill him. Why should he?
"Just an old friend."
Mo Zunyue took a pill and sat down cross-legged to nurse his injury. The others looked at each other, wondering what the two of them were talking about.
Shen Fuwei squatted on the ground with a deep expression on his face, not knowing what he was thinking.
Zhong Zhengchu turned around and looked around, "He Beibei hasn't woken up yet."
Tan Shuo pondered, "I guess I saw her mother."
This illusion is specifically designed to defeat monks.
A group of people could only wait where they were.
"Look, over there!" someone exclaimed.
I saw that the mountain in front of me turned into a library. The bookshelves on the surrounding walls were so high that I couldn't even see the end of the bookshelves. There were tens to millions of densely packed books.
In the middle of the library, there is a black iron sword floating in the middle. It is as black as ink and looks ordinary.
At the same time, He Beibei and Mo Zunyue opened their eyes at the same time.
"Grab it." Tan Shuo gave an order, and twenty people rushed towards the library.
At the entrance, it seemed to hit an invisible wall and bounced several meters away.
"Ancient books are the key!"
Someone reacted immediately, and they all approached Shen Fuwei.
Mo Zunyue's injury was not good, and the weapons in their hands should not be underestimated. Shen Fuwei protected Mo Zunyue behind him and watched them warily.
Tan Shuo held the energy gun in his hand, "We don't want to be enemies with you. We share the inheritance and we can continue to cooperate."
Shen Fuwei sneered, "The way you talk about cooperation is by pointing a gun at other people's heads? I don't think so?"
Tan Shuo did not give in, "Mo Zunyue is injured, and we also have a monk here. You may not be able to beat us, so don't say we are bullying others."
Shen Fuwei was hesitant. He was worried that if a fight broke out, Mo Zunyue would be injured even more.
"Don't underestimate your master. If I dare to lead them, I will have a way to deal with them." Mo Zunyue was not afraid at all.
She has countless spells at her disposal, and even if her cultivation level is not high now, she can still kill them by playing dirty tricks.
"He Beibei, you restrain them first, while the others use paralysis weapons to save their lives." Tan Shuo quickly issued an order.
Insects gathered from all directions. Tan Shuo was very aware of He Beibei's strength. He seemed to have seen the inheritance waving to him.
Mo Zunyue and Shen Fuwei were preparing to respond when they heard screams from around them.
Tan Shuo pulled away the poisonous insects all over his body, his lips turned purple. He held his neck and accused He Beibei, "Are you planning a sneak attack? Do you know where you are from? You traitor."
"Idiot." Zhong Zhengchu walked up to He Beibei and didn't even bother to talk to him.
After entering the secret realm during this period of contact, you still can’t understand it?
Mo Zunyue definitely did not embark on the path of cultivation by chance like He Beibei. She has many secrets in her body.
Not to mention anything else, based on her understanding of cultivation, she is definitely a living fossil in today's cultural gap between cultivation.
The value of her body is far greater than this inheritance. Haven't you heard that there may be more than one inheritance?
It is really stupid to offend people to death for the sake of this inheritance.
Zhong Zhengchu had secretly made an agreement with He Beibei and a few smarter-looking teammates that if Tan Shuo did something stupid, they would definitely not follow him.
Tan Shuo watched as the duck in his mouth flew away. He was only one step away from practicing, but was stabbed in the back by his teammates.
He was like a cat whose tail was stepped on, sobbing, "You traitors, this is treason. I'll look at you later when I get back."
He Beibei thought deeply and suggested, "If we kill him, we can tell him that the captain died in the mouth of a wild beast when we go back. If we don't tell, no one will know anyway."
Zhong Zhengchu considered this proposal seriously, "I think it's feasible."
No cp, no cp, no cp, rest assured, rest assured.
