The Return of the Phoenix

Chapter 520 The Plan of the Man in Black ([-])

Even Su Yu'er and the others closed their eyes subconsciously, and couldn't bear to look at it, "Mr. Leng..." They silently called out in their hearts, as if praying.

However, at this moment, they were either the object of prayer or worry, when the man in black stabbed into her body, her body seemed to be torn apart.Like pieces of paper, one after another, they fell from the sky one by one, and then disappeared into a little bit of starlight.

Seeing this scene, the black-robed man suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart. Before he could turn around in time, his body was instantly covered with a layer of black smoke. Just as his body was completely covered by the black smoke, a sharp stabbing pain suddenly came from his chest.

There was something cold along the back of his heart, directly piercing into his body, stirring in his body for a while, he felt that the cold blade cut through his flesh and blood, cut through his internal organs, and then pierced through his body. to his chest.

The cold feeling made his face under the mask like gold paper for an instant, and the eyes were also filled with a frightened light. If he doesn't want to die, he still doesn't want to die. That old immortal revenge, how can he die, no, he can't die, he wants to live, and he always wants to live.

Such thoughts frantically popped up in his mind over and over again, but his consciousness became quiet and blurred little by little.

In his hazy consciousness, he heard the familiar voice that made him hate.

"Heh, do you think you are the only one who can play tricks?" The cold voice came into his ears with a mocking smile, which made his vague consciousness tremble violently. This young man is too terrifying. It's like a demon, but in the face of death, besides fear, he hates Leng Wuyou more. If it wasn't for him, he wouldn't die. If it wasn't for him, he might still be standing here The pinnacle of the world was caused by him, so he was not reconciled, even if he died, he would drag them to die together and let them be buried with him.

Leng Wuyou looked at the shaky figure in front of him, the Divine Phoenix Sword in his hand spun around inside his body, and then drew it out. The next second, scarlet blood sprayed out from his wound instantly. Fluttering like the cherry blossoms flying all over the sky.

When Leng Wuyou left the phantom formation, her spiritual consciousness was always in a state of external release. You must know that the external release of spiritual consciousness can not only be used to detect the induction, but also be used to construct illusions.

The premise is that your power of consciousness and soul is strong enough.

Her idea was also based on the illusion array arranged by the man in black. Since he used illusions on her, she was naturally unwilling to lag behind. After all, courtesy is reciprocal, so Leng Wuyou gave him an illusion.

It's still the kind of illusion arranged with spiritual consciousness. Everything that happens in this illusion, whether it is injury or what, as long as he believes that he is really injured, then he will be really injured, even if he thinks that he is in the illusion. If he is dead, then when the illusion dissipates, he will also die.

The mood of the man in black was still a little too impetuous, so he didn't grasp the wrongness and abnormality in this space.

He kept his eyes wide open, the sense of powerlessness coming from his body made him fall backwards involuntarily, the slightly dilated pupils looked at Leng Wuyou with hatred inside, Also accompanied by hatred, a frenzied determination flashed in the depths of those eyes.

His body seemed to move slightly in mid-air, but his movement was straight towards the coffin and smashed down, but his movement was too small, like a convulsion caused by an injury, so that even Leng Wuyou saw it but didn't take it to heart.

(End of this chapter)