The sky is like a curtain, with three people illusions three hundred and sixty degrees.

Sun Wukong climbed the snow peak, with only the back at the top of the peak in his eyes.

Jin Chanzi stood among countless suffering people, and there were war, killing, and endless life and death in the distance... Saving people or killing people is confusing.

Wen Dao was constantly involved in wars, his father's war, Lu Ya Daojun's war, Tianyan Daozun's war, Jiuyang Zhenren's war... Anyone he had seen thought it was a war for a strong man.

Those people are the people he respects, the people he thinks can cover up the sky, and the people he thinks should not sacrifice. But in the end they all died and became a regret.

After so many years, he hoped to do something, but he could not do anything. The strength of the enemy made him feel powerless. He hoped to go back to the past and reverse everything.

If he can, he will never grow up.

But this is just if, he did not really participate in those wars, but now Mrs. White Bone has allowed him to participate in them through illusions. But the result is failures again and again. No matter how he does it, he can only watch those people die one by one and be unable to save them.

To seek but not get it is the most regrettable and the most depressed.

The three illusions are all what you want. The so-called illusion means to amplify the flaws and shortcomings in people's hearts.

"The third level of illusion!" Chen Pan said: "Compiling memories is not an ordinary illusion, but turning these illusions into memories and implanting them into the target's mind, so that you can believe it without doubt."

At this time, his expression became extremely serious: "It is terrible to reach this level. From the perspective of death, there is a kind of death called psychological death. Once the memory is implanted through illusions and the target person feels that he is dead and believes it deeply, then he will be truly dead."

Chen Weiming frowned: "The most troublesome thing now is not only to help the three of them break their own illusions, but also how to defeat Mrs. White Bone. I don't know how long I can stay awake and continue to entangle, and flaws may be found at any time."

There is no perfect mind in the true sense, everyone has it, and having something to ask for is flaw. Now I am purely defense. Without perfect defense, the White Bone Lady who is constantly attacking will sooner or later find flaws.

Just like before his eyes, he didn't even dare to fully guarantee that he was sober. Perhaps this so-called soberness is the illusion that Mrs. White Bone allowed him to see.

"I'm different from those guys who only know how to use brute force!"

Mrs. White Bone's voice came from a distance, looming, like an illusory ghost.

"You can defeat others without fighting, so why do you have to lose your image? The ancient demon ape, the strongest monster in the legend, said that it was the first to gather all the strong men from the prehistoric era to defeat it. How ridiculous."

"Many people don't understand the essence of illusion. From the inside, it is the best way to defeat a strong city! For example, let him feel that he... deserves to die."

As soon as the words were finished, the snow peak of the Sun Wukong illusion clock stopped growing, and the terrifying monkey finally climbed to the top of the peak and behind the back.

"Mrs. White Bone is messing with your mind and looking for flaws." Chen Pan reminded: "When your attention is no longer focused and your mind is rarely relaxed, it is when she attacks you."

Chen Weiming nodded: "I understand, I have an idea. Even if I am infected with illusions, you should still be able to stay awake. Until now, I have not fallen into the real second level of illusions because she has not read my memory."

"I give her the chance to invade my memory. When she invades, you let her read your memory. Show her all the shocking pictures, especially the kind that can scare people. As long as her mind is shocked, she will reveal her flaws and even find her true body, there will be hope."

It was similar to fighting with the evil spirit Taoist king in the past. Although he read his own memory, he also read his memory.

However, illusion is different from the soul technique. Soul technique is shocked. Once the illusion is reversed by the mind, it will be bound by itself and suffer backlash.

There is no other way at the moment, so I can only try this way.

Chen Pan is also a person who often bet on his life. He didn't think about it anymore and hit it off.

At this time, Sun Wukong finally climbed to the top of the peak, in the storm, his skin was blooming, his flesh was blurred and bloody, and he was extremely pitiful.

Then he was greeted with no mercy or heartache, only the familiar words.

"Why are you a useless waste, why aren't you dead yet?"

The Jiuyang Zhenren who turned around was furious, took out a piece of vine in his hand and sucked it over. The vine was swept through the air, causing sparks and lightning, which was extremely terrifying.

He fell heavily and directly pulled Sun Wukong to the ground.

"Master, I can... useful, I can..."

Sun Wukong lay on the ground, his heart stolen.

"Waste, get out!"

But the Nine Yang Zhenren was heartless and continued to beat him up again, vicious and violent, and completely inhumane.

"Master, don't leave me!"

The monkey only wants to follow the Nine Yang True Man, no matter how much pain it is, he doesn't care. However, this is just his wishful thinking after all.

"roll!"

With a loud shout, Jiuyang Zhenren kicked hard, and Sun Wukong flew high and fell towards the cliff.

"Goku!"

Chen Weiming took a breath of air. Once Sun Wukong fell, he would have the psychological death that Chen Pan said would have and no longer have the hope of life.

"Bang!"

With one hand on the edge of the cliff, Sun Wukong held a glimmer of hope, but the danger was not over. Jiuyang Zhenren stepped forward, stepped on the injury on the edge of the cliff, and rubbed it hard.

"Bad, you should die!"

Word by word, it seems to carry endless deep resentment and spells.

"Master, don't leave me..."

Those eyes were full of tears, looking at the angry man, full of pity and prayer.

"Waste, not qualified to stay!"

The answer is that it is still heartbreaking and also makes Chen Weiming heartbroken.

At that moment of heartache, a light and shadow flew from behind, like one of countless meteors, directly hitting Chen Weiming.

"finally……"

Mrs. Baigu laughed. She finally found Chen Weiming's flaw. With this flaw, she could invade the other party's memory and weave the illusion that was most likely to make him sink.

Just as the moment he invaded his memory, his face changed drastically and he exclaimed.

"ah!"

The sound was filled with panic and fear.

At the moment of invasion, the first thing she saw was a round hole, a round hole emitting strange light, like an eye, a cold and indifferent eye, looking down at the world, as if a thought could destroy the entire world.

"ah!"

At the same time, Sun Wukong was also shouting. He was heartbroken and desperate, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore. Instead of continuing to live, it would be better to die.

Waste, no value for living.

Just as he let go, the light and shadow suddenly shattered, and the golden light shone. The body of Jiuyang Zhenren cracked, and a figure walked out, stepped forward and grabbed Sun Wukong's hand that had escaped from the cliff.

It was Jin Chanzi, who walked out of his illusion and entered the illusion of Sun Wukong.

"master……"

Looking at the golden cicada who grabbed him on the cliff, Sun Wukong's eyes were filled with tears: "Don't leave me!"

"No!" Jin Chanzi said softly.
Chapter completed!