This is the first time that Ran Shan Huahai has entered the ninth Nirvana state, and no one has ever been able to force him to this point before.

Zhu Yan was done, and Zhu Yan clearly felt the powerful aura emitted by Ran Shan after he entered the ninth Nirvana state.

Ran Shan Huahai looked at Zhu Yan with bad eyes. Zhu Yan took a few steps back slightly, and his eyes slowly became alert.

Ran Shan Huahai smiled, took his eyes back, and returned his attention to the huge pit again.

Suddenly, a strange color flashed in Ran Shan Huahai's eyes, and the Immortal Fire that had just calmed began to burn again.

Zhu Yan's eyes showed a hint of surprise. What's going on?

Why did no one kill him and he began to rebirth?

No, he only had nine chances of Nirvana...

Could it be...

Zhu Yan's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he looked at Ran Shan Huahai nervously.

His worries were correct. Ran Shan Huahai had already realized the tenth Nirvana and had officially entered the real illusion.

At this moment when Ran Shan Huahai finally felt his strength clearly.

Zhu Yan's eyebrows became increasingly sad, and Ran Shan Huahai was still stronger... and he continued to strengthen his own strength.

He had already surpassed himself, Ran Shan Huahai looked at Zhu Yan, and a smile of the winner was outlined in the corner of his mouth.

"Zhu Yan, you lost..." Ran Shan Huahai suddenly punched Zhu Yan.

This punch is like a surging rivers, like a collapse of mountains, like a falling sky and earth.

It's impossible to stop...

Too strong...

Have I lost?

Zhu Yan closed his eyes in despair, but as long as he thought of Ran Shan Huahai's proud face, the unwillingness was like a lingering bed bug, which was extremely disgusting!

Not willing to give up! I'm not willing to give up!!

Zhu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, and a hand suddenly stretched out from the ground, a black and rotten arm.

This black arm blocked Ran Shan Huahai's fist, but was instantly shattered by Ran Shan Huahai. However, Ran Shan Huahai felt a strong threat and immediately took a few steps back.

Grasp it! The feeling that had been hazy was finally in my hand.

Ran Shan Huahai showed a look of relief on his face. Zhu Yan did not have the anger he had before, but instead had a little respect.

"Ran Shan Huahai, I didn't expect you to be a hero."

"I just don't want to owe you favors." Ran Shanhuahai curled his lips and said, "But your real illusion does not seem to be powerful."

When Ran Shan Huahai said this, he had a little ridicule on his face.

As an old opponent for decades and as his eternal enemy, Ran Shan Huahai will not show mercy.

Zhu Yan sneered: "Whether strong or not is not something you say with your mouth. As long as you dare to fight, I will dare to let you see my true illusion."

Ran Shan Huahai smiled. He wouldn't really underestimate Zhu Yan.

"What is your real illusion?"

"The Immortal Legion." Zhu Yan raised his hand gently, and the soil on the ground began to turn into black *******s, looking like a legion of demon corpses and demon corpses beasts.

Zhu Yan looked at Ran Shan Huahai: "Where is yours?"

"Reincarnation." Ran Shan Huahai replied: "I no longer need to be resurrected for a year every time. In just one hour, I will be able to resurrect myself, and I will always be in my current state, no longer from weak to strong."

"That means, as long as you kill you twice in a row within an hour, you will die? Yes?"

"You can give it a try!" Ran Shan Huahai said disdainfully.

"There will be a chance. We will definitely fight each other."

Neither Zhu Yan nor Ran Shan Huahai planned to start a war at this time.

Ran Shan Huahai suddenly put away his unruly eyes and looked at Qiantoushan with deep eyes.

"I suddenly realized that I was less confident than before."

Zhu Yan sighed and did not answer Ran Shan Huahai's words: "But I am more looking forward to this decisive battle. I want to see how great the power over the real illusion is."

...

Mu Ziyi knelt on the ground with her head down, lowered her head and didn't speak for a long time, while the other three saints were standing beside her and facing her master.

In front of Mu Ziyi, a young man with white hair stood, and the child looked at Mu Ziyi coldly.

"Ziyi, do you remember your mission?"

"Yes. Convince the little miracle doctor of Bunchoushan to join the Shadow Society."

The white-haired boy stood in front of Mu Ziyi and gently stroked Mu Ziyi's hair: "Then why did you have a conflict with the people from Buzitou Mountain?"

"Master, I am wrong, please punish me."

Mu Ziyi did not make excuses, but instead apologized directly.

She knew her master so well. But because she knew her master, she didn't dare to find excuses.

"What I want is not apologizing, what I want is the little miracle doctor! He is of great use to me!"

"Master, I am willing to solve your problems." The other three saints stood up and asked for your order.

The white-haired boy took a deep breath: "Ziyi, tell me about the situation of that little miracle doctor."

"Arrogant, narrow-minded, and vengeful."

"What about his strength? So what about his strength?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen him take action, but that bitch Ji Feng is better than me..." Mu Ziyi felt disgusting and nauseous when she mentioned Ji Feng, and was very reluctant to admit this fact, but she still told the truth: "So the strength of that little genius doctor is not inferior to Ji Feng."

"What is that Ji Feng's real power?"

"I don't know, she hasn't performed it."

"Did you defeat you without using your real power?" The white-haired boy showed a hint of surprise.

Mu Ziyi's head lowered and her face was full of shame.

"Give this to the people of the Donglin family." The white-haired boy took out a few crystal clear beads.

Mu Ziyi and others were shocked and frightened when they saw these crystal-like beads.

"Master...what do you want them to do?"

"Let them try the strength of the little miracle doctor, it is best to be able to force out his real power or real illusion."

"Master, I think they are embarrassed by the great task." Mu Ziyi said extremely serious and serious.

"I know they are embarrassed by the great task. I asked them to swallow three life and death beads by themselves. This time it only takes enough."

Mu Ziyi took a deep breath, held the life and death beads in both hands, and her hands were trembling slightly.

Life and Death Pearl! She is not unfamiliar with Life and Death Pearl. All the four saints kings have taken Life and Death Pearl.

Only their master can take out this life and death bead. No one knows exactly how it came about.

But they know the effects of the life and death beads and their side effects.

When the life and death bead is taken, the life span will be reduced sharply, and everyone will have only ten years of life left, and it can also greatly improve its strength.

And the closer they are to death, the stronger their strength will be.

If two life and death beads are taken at the same time, their lifespan will be only one year left, but their strength will reach a very terrible level.

If you take three life and death beads together, then your life span will be three days left. At this time, the strength of the taker will surpass the real power and reach the real illusion.

"Oh... what do you think I want that little miracle doctor to do? I just want his medical skills. As long as you get his medical skills, your life will be extended." The white-haired boy said with emotion.

"Master, I don't care how long I can live. I just hope to serve you at the end of my life." Mu Ziyi looked at the white-haired boy with watery eyes.

"Master, so are we. We will always be loyal to you, and we will not hesitate even at the end of our lives."

"Okay, very good! I know your loyalty, which is enough, but because of this, I don't want to give up on you. Shadow will need you, and I need you too."

The Four-Colored Holy King wiped away the tears on his face: "Master, we will complete your mission."

"Okay, go." The white-haired boy nodded, and the Four-colored Holy King left reluctantly.

At this time, a strange voice came from behind the white-haired boy.

"It's really touching. I believe in you for all my chances."

The white-haired boy named Qianmeng gradually regained his indifference on his face: "Humans are emotionally active, so they always fail."

"Don't forget that you are human beings now."

"Just a shell."

"It's very difficult to find the body that can become your host."

“There will always be that humans are not short of geniuses.”
To be continued...