The evil spirit full of illusions is like a black cloth covering the sky. The world is dirty and dark, and the evil spirit is oppressive, like air being sucked away, and people are squeezed into a small place, and even their internal organs are attached to their chests. pop up.
Xifeng held his breath slightly, and the divine soldier left on the ground could no longer stand. The pressure came again, and even the wounds on his body were opening.
Chang Yuan, who was still hanging in the air with a wound, watched with his own eyes the wound on his body slowly burst, blood dripped, and even his soul was slowly burrowing out of his body. He gritted his teeth and endured it, but his spirit was separated from his body, and he was very human.
"Boom—"
As if the pods were ripe and cracked, some beans flew out quickly.
Chang Yuan finally couldn't bear it anymore and cried out in pain, just wanting them to give him a break.
But no one paid him any attention.
Changyuan was in constant pain, and suddenly saw the fire rat standing on the rock, its legs were entangled by the magic night spell, and it still did not escape. He stared at it, and it looked at him.
"Chi Jin, about your cooperation with me, I let you go, and you let me go, otherwise you and I will both die here."
Chi Jin raised his head and stared at him coldly, his eyes gradually revealed a sense of sarcasm, and said, "You know, that's how you treated me back then?"
Chang Yuan was stunned for a while, and as his spirit slowly escaped, his sanity became more and more unclear, but things from a long time ago came to his mind.
Yes, after he discovered the special ability of the fire rat, he took it to the God Realm, disregarding that it is a monster that cannot adapt to the bright and clean God Realm and will be tortured hard, just want it to yield and find a way for him. The road to the devil.
However, it was always unwilling, even if he tortured it every day, it was unwilling to lead the way.
Obviously found the entrance to the demon world, there is no loss to it, but it just doesn't lead the way.
If it led the way back then, it would not be what it is today.
Chang Yuan suddenly burst into laughter, the laughter was terrifying. The more he laughed, the more quickly the dragon energy "nail" that locked him took his spirit away.
It was so painful to be tortured.
But he didn't want to die, he really didn't want to die.
Chang Yuan was still fantasizing that he could be saved and return to the realm of the gods, but the wound was forced to open by the man's suffocating pressure, and in the end he could only watch as his soul was drained. He gradually became a skeleton and was forced to end his despicable life.
Chi Jin stared at him, and there was no sympathy in his eyes. Everything was done by himself. If he didn't have greed, it wouldn't be like this.
A few streaks of blue light are like the little meteors scattered by the vast Milky Way, piercing the sky and cutting the dark sky.
When Xifeng saw that Qingyuan had already shot, she also raised her sword, and without any hesitation, she took out the sword towards Li Qianzhan. Now it is a battle of life and death, Qing Yuan spent so much energy to maintain the illusion, but he did not want to spread to the human world. Once Qingyuan is defeated, and the God Realm is headless, chaos will inevitably occur.
Even for the sake of the world, she can't hold back!
When Li Qianzhan saw her sudden sword, the sword was cold and frosty, completely different from the sword she used to make. He built the sword qi in his hand to resist her sword qi. The two swords collided, and the blue-blue fantasy that was cut open by the dragon energy was once again submerged by the pervading evil energy.
The remaining divine soldiers and demon soldiers were also fighting. Under the dome, it was already a fiery red, with smoke billowing, and spirits were constantly being forced to disappear into the illusion and turned into dust.
The two sides fought and released countless spells. The illusion is all maintained by Qing Yuan's spiritual power. Every time he intercepts the spell that is about to escape, the spiritual power is depleted. After fighting with Mo Ye, he was repeatedly exhausted, and he finally became unwell, but at the same time, he also noticed that Mo Ye's suffocating energy was depleted.
His spiritual energy was slightly withdrawn, and just as he was about to break the exit, Mo Ye had already guessed his intention, and the suffocating energy was slightly withdrawn, but he no longer attacked, just waiting for him to open the illusion channel.
The dragon energy broke through the red light, opened the sky again, and slammed into the illusion. As soon as the dragon's energy arrived, there was a heaven-shattering "squeak" sound—the door opened.
Mo Ye watched intently, and when the door was fully opened, there were already demon soldiers pouring in. Suddenly, one hundred thousand demon soldiers flew into this boundless illusion, and they were still flying in continuously.
Xifeng was stunned: "Qingyuan—"
She screamed his name, but the magic soldier suddenly entered, and the sound of weapons staggered and drowned her voice completely. She wanted to fly to Qingyuan again, but suddenly Li Qianzhan blocked her way again.
Qing Yuan looked at the illusion of adding tens of thousands of demon soldiers almost every moment, with a solemn and calm expression. Mo Ye, who had ridiculed his heart, looked at Qing Yuan, but when he saw his face, he felt that something was wrong, and then he looked at the door, only to find that there was not a single monster among the people who entered the illusion!
He was stunned for a moment, and said sharply: "Retreat!"
He flashed to the gate of the fantasy world in an instant, blocking the magic soldiers from entering, and when he was about to go out, the door suddenly closed.
It was only then that Xifeng understood that Qing Yuan was the one who led the emperor into the urn, but the Demon Soldier said that more than 100,000 soldiers had come in. With the strength of the three of them, how could they possibly win
Mo Ye looked at the demon soldiers who were besieging Qinglong, but he felt uneasy for some reason. Maybe it was because Qinglong was too calm, so calm that he couldn't calm down: "From the very beginning, you didn't plan to let the demon king come in."
The illusion is full of demonic suffocating, and the lips of Qingyuan, who has been gradually suppressed, have all turned white: "Magic Ye, you forgot, we have known each other for hundreds of thousands of years."
He never underestimated any opponent, let alone Mo Ye. He knew that he was not stupid, so from the time his brother didn't let Mo Ye take Yue'er away, he already knew that Mo Ye could guess that his younger brother had reconciled with him, and might even help him. Now that the two worlds are fighting, only the younger brother, who is the demon king, can help him, and the demon night will not be unpredictable.
So it's a pity that there is no way for my brother to beat him up for a night, and there is no way to make him more famous and respected by the Six Realms.
What then
The magic soldiers can't be allowed to fight the monsters outside the mirror, then the world will be over, and the meaning of using the mirror as an illusion will be completely lost.
He couldn't be like Mo Ye, who worked so hard to raise a banshee, only to make him faint.
like a fool.
The mirror he keeps cannot be wasted.
So from the beginning, he didn't plan to let his brother in.
Mo Ye knew that he had made a big mistake, but he didn't understand why he still ended up in the passive situation he was doing step by step and thoughtful.
Suddenly there was a huge confusion in his heart - why did Qinglong let in so many demon soldiers
It is true that Qinglong can defeat ten thousand with one, but it is also a joke to fight with one hundred thousand. Millions of ants can still eat a giant elephant, no matter how powerful he is, it is impossible, not to mention that he has been injured and most of his spiritual energy has been consumed.
However, Qinglong was unexpected again and again, and the magic night... was not calm.
Mo Ye stared at Qing Yuan and asked, "Aren't you afraid, when you open the exit, I will take the opportunity to leave?"
"You won't go. If you really want to go, the door that closes in an instant won't stop you."
Mo Ye chuckled: "But if the magic soldier doesn't come in, I can go out immediately, what will you do then?"
Qing Yuan said: "So people in the illusion can only enter from there, and can't go out from there. Even if you want to leave, if I don't close the door, you can't leave."
"Then why did you close the door in an instant?"
Qing Yuan thought about it for a while and replied, "It's habit, taught by the West Wind."
"... Qinglong!" Mo Ye shouted, because he was repeatedly teased by him, and he couldn't guess what he was going to do, and his heart became more and more irritable. He turned to face the mirror-like glass door, the demonic energy was enchanted with blood, and the giant beast opened its fangs. , hit the glass door.
"boom-"
The human world was shaken by the huge impact sound, and Yue'er, who was looking at the glass door from a distance, also staggered. If the demon king hadn't supported her in time, she would have almost fallen.
"Stay away."
The demon king dragged her behind her, and Yue'er popped her head out to see that once there were too many demon soldiers, she could hardly find Chi Jin. The angle changed, but I saw it.
The crimson beast was locked by the spell, looked up at the demon soldier in the sky anxiously, and tried to break free from the spell chain several times, to no avail.
"Little mouse." Yue'er felt uncomfortable, her voice choked.
The demon king heard the sound and looked down at her, isn't it a mouse... well. He frowned in disgust, but looking at his daughter's worried look, he couldn't say anything to drive the rat away.
"What about Sir Qinglong, what about Sister Xifeng?" The magic soldiers in the illusion were already dark, and the people outside were almost invisible. Yue'er's heart clenched tightly, and she only hated that she couldn't go in.
The demon king said, "Do as I say, don't be afraid."
Rao said that, Yue'er still can't rest assured. There are too many people in the devil world, but it can be seen with the naked eye that Lord Qinglong has no way to support him for a long time: "Dad, are you not afraid of Lord Qinglong being slaughtered?"
The demon king laughed sarcastically: "What's so scary?"
Seeing him not panicking at all, Yue'er asked, "Why?"
The demon king looked at the man in green robe in the huge mirror in the distance, the man whose eyes were always filled with the color of a wild crane, raised his eyebrows, and said, "That's my brother."