Chapter 449 The Last Illusion

Suddenly, a loud roar came from the scroll of the sky, and a large amount of gray air immediately vented from the landscape painting curtain. Suddenly, a huge blue dragon formed, roaring and swallowing it at the peacock above the willow eyebrows.

The peacock roared, and the sound was crisp, as if it had penetrated the nine heavens. She raised her high head, and the bird screen was in full bloom. Under the flash, seven kinds of lights of red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple immediately emitted a strange light and dark color on it, revealing a deep ruthless indifference, which scattered out.

Suddenly, between heaven and earth, under the scroll of life and death, there was another artistic conception. The ruthlessness in this artistic conception can make the ice and frost more cold, and the four seasons suddenly change.

Wang Lin suddenly felt this cold mood in the valley, which was a kind of ruthlessness, a kind of indifference of nature. At this moment, in his eyes, the peacock was just an illusory thing. In it, the one who really looked up at the Canglong was Liu Mei!

His eyes are cold, ruthless, and arrogant. Although this kind of eyes are similar to the red butterfly, the red butterfly's ruthlessness is a lot different from the ruthlessness.

Only those who are in love will cut off friendship, and this is ruthlessness.

And a person who is naturally ruthless, is naturally superior.

The old man roared, and his huge forest mouth suddenly came to the peacock. In a flash, it immediately collapsed and dissipated, turning into a thick gray gas, covering the peacock.

"Everything in the world cannot escape from birth and death. What exists will continue to exist. What should be dissipated will let him dissipate..." Wang Lin sighed softly.

He thought of Li Muwan.

The peacock roared again, and the colorful lights on it immediately merged with each other, transforming into a rainbow, penetrated out of the gray air, reaching the sky, and merged with the mountains and rivers in the screen.

"The most beautiful people in this world are often the most ruthless. The rainbow is beautiful and is watched by billions of people, but it is ruthless. No one can leave her behind. It is like the screen of a peacock. Although it is beautiful, it is Guixu..."

The colors inside the scroll above the sky gradually became no longer black and white as the rainbow merged, but became a little brighter. The gray gas around the peacock gradually became no longer single, but was set off by other colors.

"Nine hundred and ninety-nine illusions, only one illusion, I can cultivate thousands of illusions, Wang Lin, where is this illusion? If you only have these strengths, if you cannot resist without using the Soul Banner, then you are too disappointed. I could have taken action the first time I met you in the Soul Refining Sect, but at that time you were too weak, and your artistic conception had not yet been perfected and could not condense the essence, so I kept waiting.

Now, your artistic conception is perfect and can appear in essence, but why is it still like this? If you just have these methods, then today, you cannot make me form the last illusion!"

Wang Lin looked as usual, looked up at the sky's life and death scroll, and remained silent.

In the scroll, the colorful colors are rich, and the artistic conception of black and white is not all. The mountains, rivers and waters in the screen gradually seem to be realistic. Not to mention the colors, even the trees on the mountain outlined with two colors are now full of green.

"If you say you should exist, let her exist, and if you should disappear, let her disappear, but have you really done it in your heart? Wang Lin, I didn't expect that there was such a big flaw in your artistic conception. No wonder, no wonder you never want to attack with artistic conception... So that's it!" Liu Mei's voice was a little disappointed, very strong.

Wang Lin's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his right hand, a pink mist sped out from his storage bag, and in a flash, he flew into the life and death scroll above the sky.

"What should be dissipated will naturally dissipate, but what should exist, if it dissipates, I will never agree! Liu Mei, I have sent your last illusion!" Wang Lin said coldly.

At this moment, a little pink suddenly appeared in the life and death scroll in the sky, and a delicate figure faintly appeared in the pink. This figure was not Li Muwan, but the fairy girl mentioned by Xu Liguo.

The third ancestor of the Immortal Remnant Clan, when he transformed into a monk, cultivated a trace of artistic conception. Then, when the third ancestor returned to the Immortal Remnant Clan, he gave up the artistic conception he had cultivated, causing the soul to collapse, but this artistic conception was extremely tenacious and had not really dissipated.

After being obtained by Wang Lin, he kept putting it in the storage bag. This was his real killer move against Liu Mei.

In fact, Wang Lin had this plan in his mind long before receiving Zhou Wutai's jade slip on Liu Mei's artistic conception. Although this plan was vicious, if Liu Mei was stubborn, Wang Lin would use it without hesitation.

Later, when he saw Zhou Wutai's jade slip, he felt more certain that this touch of artistic conception was something that dealt with Liumei.

If you want to break the way of ruthlessness, you must have the most yin and lustfulness in the world, and use lust to arouse lust, thereby breaking ruthlessness.

At the same time, a burst of lewd laughter came from the scroll.

Meiji's strange figure gradually condensed, and in the sky's life and death reincarnation painting, she whispered softly, "What a cruel heart, I trapped me there for so long, this time I used it, and then I released the little woman. Wang Lin, is it your heart that is hard to get the stone. However, I really like this body!"

She said, giggling. The laughter was so shocked that she could not help but feel shocked when she heard it. It took a long time to recover.

Above the fairy sword, a black mist emerged, Xu Liguo transformed out, staring at Meiji, with a strong desire in his eyes.

"This is..." Liu Mei's hesitant voice came from the peacock.

Wang Lin had no pity in his eyes and he exclaimed softly: "The way of life and death, reincarnation!"

The scroll above the sky suddenly closed, as if two rows of angry waves collided with each other from the north and south directions. The scroll was snapped and all closed.

After one round, the rainbow immediately shattered, and the colorful colors on it were immediately forced out.

But immediately, the scroll suddenly shook and suddenly stretched out in the north and south directions, but there were no more mountains and rivers in the interior of the picture, and some were just a woman.

The woman had a beautiful appearance and had lewd eyes. She covered her mouth and chuckled, jumped out of the scroll, and her whole person turned into a fog, whizzing down from the sky, heading straight to the huge peacock above the willow eyebrows.

A hint of hesitation appeared in the peacock's eyes. This gaze directly conveyed Liu Mei's heart at this moment. This hesitation was rare in her.

"Liu Mei, aren't you going to have the last illusion?" Wang Lin said calmly.

Peacock's eyes, hesitant look flashed and hesitated, regaining his indifference again. Liu Mei's voice came from it: "Wang Lin, you are so despicable!"

Wang Lin's expression was as usual. At this moment, the pink mist turned into Meiji was like a meteor. It came in an instant and immediately split into two above the peacock, and immediately drilled into the peacock's eyes and disappeared inside.

The peacock's body suddenly emitted a wave of pink mist, which was full of aphrodisiac charm. The peacock's body collapsed with a shock, turning into crystal lights, dissipating, revealing the willow eyebrows sitting cross-legged on the altar.

At this moment, a rose-red red rose appeared on her pretty face, making her originally beautiful appearance immediately more bright and heart-pounding.

However, Wang Lin's eyes were always cold. He didn't care whether Mei Ji's artistic conception and soul could successfully seize the body and swallow Liu Mei. Wang Lin didn't care whether Liu Mei could finally complete the last illusion.

To be precise, there was no deep hatred or great hatred between him and Liu Mei. All of this was a bit complicated in general. If Liu Mei hadn't insisted on fighting, Wang Lin would not have used Mei Ji.

As Liu Mei said, using Mei Ji to break Liu Mei’s ruthless Tao with the intention of lust is indeed too despicable.

But Wang Lin didn't take all this at all. He moved and walked forward.

Just enter the altar and teleport to the inside of the Vermilion Bird tomb. Wang Lin has already decided to look for the tomb of the Vermilion Bird first. If it can be found, it is best. Once it cannot be found, then look for the King of Spiritual Objects and thus regain the soul of life.

After getting the soul of the life, Wang Lin will not care about the matter of Zhuquexing. He will leave immediately, leave Zhuquexing, and leave here!

Over the years, Wang Lin felt that Tuosen, who is the ancient god's land, should be about to break free from the shackles of the ancient god. Once he leaves, Wang Lin knows that he will not be able to fight back when facing the other party!

At this moment, in the Suzaku Continent, in the eastern part of the Suzaku Kingdom, there was a place filled with black fog. The first ancestor of the Immortal Remnant clan, Yunquezi, the third ancestor, and two Ten-Leaf ancestors were sitting cross-legged.

At this moment, the natal plants flashed above their eyebrows, emitting a strange light, and there was a skull in the middle of them.

There is a rune engraved on this skull. The complexity of this rune is countless times more profound than the ones obtained by Wang Lin, and it is impossible to compare at all.

Especially above this skull, an incredibly powerful aura condensed extremely deeply.

"Xuzu was inspired by the ancient gods of my rune star, and broke through the eleven leaves, reaching the third twelve leaf craft spell master in the history of our clan. His skull rune already possesses divine power. This time, we should be able to send one person into the Zhuque's tomb together!" Yunquezi looked at the skull with respect, and said in a deep voice.

"So, who will go?" Yizu said slowly.

The Third Ancestor, the charming woman, no longer had the mood to laugh at this moment, but sighed lightly, saying, "It is naturally the best for the first Ancestor to go. Unfortunately, the first Ancestor's body is at the bottom of my immortal remnant clan. You leave your body as the rune god. I don't know if it will be affected in the Zhuque Tomb. It's better..." As soon as she said this, her face suddenly changed, she suddenly looked up and looked at the direction of the Zhuque Tomb. A strange expression slowly appeared on her face.
Chapter completed!