Song Yizhi narrowed his eyes, hiding the deep gaze in his eyes.
I always feel that the elders of the three sects did not come on purpose.
They didn't come to the weapon refining building because they wanted the demon cultivator to take action.
Lu Li looked at the leader of the Weapon Refining Sect and several elders who appeared on the high platform and fell into deep thought.
As Bei Xianyue said, this competition is considered important. The elders of the three sects did not come. Is it because they are still negotiating with the Beast Control Sect?
"Are the elders of the three sects still negotiating with the Beast Control Sect?" Bei Xianyue glanced sideways at Lu Li.
Lu Li thought for a moment, "It's possible."
Seeing that the two people had lost their minds, Song Yizhi was silent for a moment, then she silently took out a bag of dried fruits and handed it over, "Let's get started."
As the words fell, a bell rang.
"Fifty contestants please verify their identities one by one and come on stage and prepare for the competition!"
…
Looking at the barrier rising on the table, Song Yizhi took a bite of the dried fruit with half a piece left in his hand.
After chewing the dried fruit in his mouth, Song Yizhi lowered his head and took another bite.
"Eh..." Bei Xianyue sat up straight, her relaxed expression gradually becoming serious.
Because there were people around, Bei Xianyue couldn't speak directly, so she could only send a message to Lu Li, "Lu Li, don't you think there's something wrong with that person?"
Lu Li followed Bei Xianyue's gaze and then sat up straight with a solemn look.
"Something's wrong. I remember that the weapon refiner's methods were not like this." Lu Li Chuanyin said to Bei Xianyue.
Seeing Bei Xianyue and Lu Li suddenly sitting upright, Wei Ling and others looked at them, somewhat confused.
What's going on here?
Song Yizhi raised his hand and waved it in front of them.
Lu Li and Bei Xianyue were immediately attracted, and they turned their heads to look at Song Yizhi.
"Eat something?" Song Yizhi picked up the storage bag and waved it in front of the two of them.
Bei Xianyue shook her head. She turned to Song Yizhi and whispered in Song Yizhi's ear, "There is a situation."
Song Yizhi responded, then raised his head slightly and said in Bei Xianyue's ear, "I know."
Bei Xianyue sat upright suddenly and looked at Song Yizhi in surprise.
she knows?
She didn't watch the competition seriously during those two days, so how did she know? !
Seeing that Bei Xianyue looked like she had seen a ghost, Song Yizhi held the storage bag in front of her and presented it to her.
Bei Xianyue could only follow Song Yizhi's instructions and take out two pieces of dried fruit, and then handed one of them to Lu Li.
Lu Li took the dried fruit without knowing why.
Song Yizhi finished eating the dried fruit in his hand and took out a new piece. While chewing it, he said, "Take a good look, maybe there are some seedlings you need."
Lu Li turned to look at Song Yizhi.
This man is so talkative.
Although Bei Xianyue didn't know why Song Yizhi knew about it, she saw that Lu Li was so confused, so she could only explain a few words to him via voice.
The hour-long competition was gradually coming to an end. Seeing that many contestants had mastered magic weapons, Bei Xianyue and Lu Li became increasingly wary.
"Boom!"
"bump--"
Just as the bell rang, an explosion sounded, and the sound almost drowned out the bell.
Someone blew up the tripod!
The next second, a barrier on the stage was blown to pieces, and the white smoke coming out of it quickly dispersed.
Bei Xianyue quickly raised her hand to build a barrier, but the white smoke dispersed faster.
The nine people only felt a blur in front of their eyes, and then the surroundings changed.
Wei Ling found himself in the Wei family in the blink of an eye.
"Rebellious girl! How dare you kill your own sister! Why don't you kneel down!" The cold voice of the head of the Wei family made Wei Ling confused.
…
Bei Xianyue's eyes flashed, and then she found herself in the Hehuan Sect.
Looking at the fawning junior brothers gathered around, Bei Xianyue's veins jumped in his forehead.
…
Song Yizhi watched helplessly as the weapon refining building turned into a flower building, and her eyelids twitched.
Illusions are based on a person's deepest fears or obsessions.
This, uh...
This is definitely not her real thought, she is just troubled by the incident in the Ecstasy!
The music of silk and bamboo sounded, colorful gauze flew, and the contestants on the stage turned into dancing girls.
With the sound of silk and bamboo, the dancer dances gracefully.
Looking at this illusion that was too real, Song Yizhi was not in a hurry to break it.
She held a piece of dried fruit in her mouth, raised her hand to support her cheek and looked at the dancing dancer.
It dances so beautifully.
Suddenly, a thin and tall figure came slowly.
Seeing the waiter getting closer and closer, Song Yizhi clicked his tongue, disgusted that this illusion had nothing new.
Does she look like someone obsessed with beauty?
As long as some spiritual seeds appear, I can cooperate a little and perform.
Looking at the waiter two steps away, Song Yizhi took out his long sword with lightning speed.
"Puff——"
The waiter looked down at the sword piercing his heart and was stunned.
Looking at Song Yizhi's clear and peaceful eyes, the man suddenly smiled. He moved forward and the sword in his heart advanced another inch.
"You didn't fall into a hallucination? No, you fell into a hallucination!" The man looked at Song Yizhi with surprise and curiosity, "Why did you wake up so quickly?"
With her little cultivation, she could actually wake up instantly in the illusion she created?
The illusion he created made even the Demon Lord addicted to it for a quarter of an hour!
Song Yizhi smiled politely, "Want to know?"
The man nodded without hesitation, looking like he really wanted to know.
Song Yizhi didn't answer, and moved the sword forward an inch further, "When you die, I will go to your grave and tell you."
The clear and gentle voice fell, and the man's expression suddenly changed.
The next second, the waiter's figure shattered into pieces, and the picture in front of him gradually collapsed and disappeared.
The moment the illusion disappeared, a sharp blow with killing intent was already in front of him.
"bump!"
The defensive barrier was raised, and Song Yizhi calmly watched the magic power dissipate before his eyes.
"Get into formation!"
After the words fell, a formation rose up from the feet of the demon cultivator.
He didn't have time to escape, the magic locking formation was in place.
The elders of the three sects jumped down from the eaves and looked at the demon cultivators trapped in the magic locking formation with serious expressions.
Demon cultivators in the integration stage are at least at the level of demon generals!
What a big deal!
Song Yizhi stood up and looked at the demon cultivator who was trapped in the magic locking formation. Before he could say anything, a strange vision suddenly occurred to him.
"break!"
A cold shout rang out, the long sword came through the air and directly pierced the formation's eye, and the magic locking formation collapsed.
Song Yizhi moved his fingers slightly, but finally restrained the urge to make up for the formation.
Elder Qingya's figure flashed, and he raised his sword to kill directly towards the place where the sword flew.
The demon cultivator in the dark struck Elder Qingya, and his figure appeared.
"Whoosh!"
The long sword came through the air.
The magic cultivator who is good at illusions raised his hand to block, and then pushed back several steps before he could stand firm.
The demon cultivator wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Not only was he not afraid, but there was also a strong fighting spirit in his eyes.
Rong Yueyuan then appeared, his figure flashed, and he raised his sword to kill.
Knowing Rong Yueyuan's fighting ability, the third elder and elder Mo took out their weapons to help elder Qingya.
The remaining power of the two waves of battle dispersed, and the weapon refining building was crumbling.
Rong Yueyuan took the time to throw out a barrier to protect the weapon refining building and the people in it.
Song Yizhi looked around and finally found that he had nothing to do.
Looking at his teammates who were trapped in the illusion around him, Song Yizhi thought about how to help them come out of the illusion.
(End of chapter)
