The night gradually became deeper, and the moonlight seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, projecting on the hazy forest. Xiao Yi sat on the threshold and started snoring. Xiao Ze stepped on the tree and fell asleep early.

In the dilapidated temple, Su Yue'er pillowed on Xiao Ye's shoulder. Listening to the steady and powerful heartbeat, a faint masculine aura came from her nose, and her heart gradually became quiet, and a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Suddenly she had a thought, and gave up everything and never became the senior sister of Su Xin Sect again. She retired to the mountains and forests with Xiao Ye, and lived with her old age, and lived with each other for the rest of her life.

"wrong!"

Suddenly, Su Yue'er felt a sensation in her heart, and she almost said!

Then Wong Tai Sin is here!

"come out!"

Su Yue'er glanced at Xiao Ye, and saw that Xiao Ye's eyes were still clear, she felt relieved and shouted in a low voice.

Outside the temple, a beautiful woman in yellow stepped in without touching the ground and giggled: "I am worthy of being a disciple of Suxin Sect. I can actually detect my illusion, but... can you break it?"

Su Yue'er quickly swept the left and right, and the environment was no different from before, but a layer of gauze was faintly covered with, and her face suddenly became dark.

Although there are four major schools of illusion, they are always inseparable from their sects. There are six levels of realms, namely:

Referring to a deer as a horse

Confusing right and wrong

confusing

Thousands of thoughts

Change the world

Neither fake nor real

Su Yue'er's illusion is only on the first level, but don't underestimate the first level. In the illusion, you can only see it if you see it. A deer, in your eyes, is a horse.

In short, blinding people's cognition with spiritual power is the first level of illusion. Most illusion masters in the world are at this level. After absorbing Shi Hu's 30% divine character, Su Yue'er is at the peak of this level and will advance to the second level at any time to confuse right and wrong.

The illusion that Huang Tai Sin made is to confuse the levels of right and wrong, that is, what you see may be true or false. The truth and false are all in the thought of the caster. Although he is in a mountain temple, the environment may change drastically in a blink of an eye.

The highest level of illusion is neither fake nor real, and can create a dreamy world where creatures live, and all kinds of holy sons compete for hegemony, as gentle as the real ones. As long as the power does not fall, the world will always exist.

However, this ability is too sensational. Many people think that the mortal world should not possess it, it should be a magic art. Some people even believe that the highest level of illusion is just a change of the world, and neither false nor real is just a real state.

The reason for the debate is that illusion is too difficult to practice. Strong mental power is just the most basic quality, understanding, talent, qualifications, and skills are indispensable, and opportunities are needed.

In the history of Suxin Sect, the highest achievement of illusion is just a thousand things. At present, the Nascent Soul Elders of the Sect are generally at the second level of confusing right and wrong.

"I am just a illusion!"

Xiao Ye launched a bold move and punched him!

"Bang!"

Huang Daxian did not hide or avoid him. He was hit by the center and made a muffled sound of fist force and flesh. But strangely, his body did not fall down, but instead dispersed into stars.

In a moment, another Huang Taixian walked into the temple and giggled, "It's useless. Do you think that Japanese occupants really can't do anything to you? They are just in prison and Gao Yao suppressed me. If I leave a little later, it will be very troublesome if he finds out.

I originally planned to plot against you, but you noticed this matter, but you actually led the army to my house, killed my daughter and forced my husband to death. Let me eat your heart tonight!"

As he finished speaking, Huang Daxian's face suddenly became ferocious and he shouted: "Kill him!"

A cluster of gloomy ghost fog rose, and suddenly there were a lot of blood-red eyes in the temple. Then the sound of footsteps fell from scattered to dense, and mummies appeared one after another, all with red eyes, dripping with their mouths, and making hoarse sounds in their throats.

Su Yue'er hurriedly said, "These mummies seem real and illusory, and they all have the cultivation level of two tribulations. The real and false change is all in Huang Daxian's thoughts. If the cultivation level of illusion is not as good as hers, it will be difficult to kill ordinary methods. Let out your talents quickly!"

boom!

Xiao Ye's mind immediately moved, and the three-foot-level sword emerged!

"You... can you actually condense your literary energy into a sword?"

Wong Tai Sin was shocked!

The use of literary qi as a physical object, either without it. For example, Zhou Xing or combined with official qi as a guillotine, but there is a prerequisite for it, that it is combined with official qi, and purely using literary qi as a guillotine.

Su Yue'er's eyes also lit up, and she showed a look of surprise.

The talent condensed into a sword is far more powerful than the big net that Xiao Ye used to be. Especially she could recognize that the sword is composed of Confucianism as its muscles and bones and Legalism as its sharpness. The essence of the Legalists lingers on the sword blade, emitting a cold light.

‘His knowledge reached such a level?’

Su Yue'er was in a complicated mood and sighed secretly.

Xiao Ye's heart moved, and the big sword appeared in the palm of his hand, which felt cold and as real as it was.

"roar!"

A mummy suddenly rushed over.

Xiao Ye slashed his sword in front of his head!

I saw the sword light like lightning, and the mummy was instantly split into two halves, turning into black mist and dissipating.

“Eh?”

Su Yue'er was also a master of illusion. She immediately felt that Huang Daxian's momentum was weaker. It was obviously Xiao Ye's talent to restrain the illusion, which made Huang Daxian start to confuse right and wrong and get into an accident. Every mummy is the real body, which is based on Huang Daxian's spiritual power.

Sure enough, Wong Tai Sin's expression changed slightly.

"kill!"

Xiao Ye's mental power was stronger than Su Yue'er. Although he had never practiced illusions, he also discovered this small change. He was immediately excited and his talented sword swept away like a wind sweeping away.

Tai Chi sword technique has no gorgeous name, only twenty-three basic frames, such as split, stabbing, and twitching. The earth returns to the earth, but it is a first-class attack and killing technique. As the black fog rolls, mummies are split into pieces. Xiao Ye is also more comfortable in the application of Tai Chi sword technique.

"Boy, you're looking for death!"

Huang Daxian was shocked and angry. With a scream, the black fog around him suddenly disappeared, and then the sound of a loud bang. The temple turned into a maze. The alley was winding and deep, with twists and turns, as if there was no end!

Su Yueer immediately said: "Xiao Lang, don't act rashly. This maze is controlled by Huang Daxian. If we can't find her true body, we can't get out no matter what. You protect the Dharma for me, please feel it."

"Um!"

Xiao Ye nodded and protected Su Yue'er with his sword.

Su Yue'er closed her eyes slightly, and a pair of green onion jade hands began to form handprints. Gradually, a mysterious aura rose, reflecting her pretty face, and it seemed sacred and dignified.

"Haha, little girl, you will never find the true identity of me!"

Suddenly, Huang Daxian's laughter came from the left, but Xiao Ye felt that the space on the right fluctuated, and immediately slashed to the right with a sword!

"when!"

A whistle sound!

On the wall, a spike that pierced towards Su Yue'er's waist was cut off.

Xiao Ye breathed a sigh of relief. This Huang Daxian is not stupid. He actually knows how to make a fuss.

“Huh?”

Around him, a light ejaculation came.

Immediately afterwards, spikes pricked Su Yue'er on all sides. Su Yue'er was unmoved and seemed to have handed over the safety to Xiao Ye. Xiao Ye did not disappoint him. His body turned rapidly and sword lights slashed out. Then he heard the jingling sounds, cutting off the spikes.

In a flash, hundreds of sharp thorns were cut off. In order to protect Su Yue'er, Xiao Ye was unreserved and his mental power was greatly damaged. But suddenly, the surroundings became quiet. It was obvious that Huang Daxian was also very uncomfortable when the attack was fruitless. He realized that this method was useless and no longer consumed his mental power in vain.

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding walls began to rotate, and the corridors were constantly cracking, revealing an impatient feeling.

‘Are you all going to find Wong Tai Sin’s true body?’

Xiao Ye was afraid that Su Yue'er would be affected at a critical moment, so he hurriedly grabbed Su Yue'er's slender waist.

"Xiao Lang, lend your official aura to your concubine!"
Chapter completed!