The supreme master of the female president

Chapter 372 Hidden danger
As soon as Ling Feng's words fell, the illusionist's eyes flickered, and he found himself in a bloody swamp, under which were all blood and rotting corpses!
The pungent bloody smell choked the illusionist a little!
"I didn't expect that one day I would be pulled into the illusion by someone else!" The illusionist looked around vigilantly, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.

"Illusion?" At this time, Ling Feng's voice came from a distance, he looked at the illusionist and said with a sneer: "I'm sorry to tell you, this is not an illusion, this is just a Shura field in my memory! Everything you see now is what I saw and experienced at the time! Therefore, the journey of Shura is about to begin, so enjoy it!"

The illusionist's eyes shrank, and Ling Feng's words seemed to be a call from hell!
"This place used to be real!" The illusionist was about to leave, but he was horrified to find that he couldn't get out at all. His spiritual power seemed to be continuously absorbed by this blood swamp, and the fear from the depths of his heart came one after another. Unstoppable surge into his heart.

"Where does this feeling of fear come from?" The illusionist hugged his body tightly, looked up, and saw this boundless blood swamp, like Shura's hell, full of blood, everywhere. Corpse!

vomit!The illusionist knelt in the swamp, a feeling of nausea rushed into his stomach, he kept retching, but it didn't help!

Hurrah!The wind was rustling, as if carrying the wailing of countless innocent souls, the illusionist found himself here, as if he had become a helpless child, and the fear and despair in his heart kept growing, almost driving him crazy!
"Could this be the deepest inner world of this guy?" The illusionist soon understood that if he wanted to break through Ling Feng's Shura hell, he could only bear the fear and despair that Ling Feng had endured at that time. That's it!

But what worries the illusionist is, can he really bear it?Because once you can't bear it, this kind of fear and despair will break through your heart, and your spirit will be completely plunged into fear. If that happens, you will really fall into sinking, and only death can relieve you!

For 10 minutes, the illusionist only persisted for a short 10 minutes, and his body began to tremble continuously, as if he could not bear it anymore!
With a puff, the illusionist opened his mouth and spit out a mouthful of blood. He opened his eyes hard, looking at Ling Feng with fear in his eyes, he said hoarsely: "You are a real demon, you are a man from hell. demon!"

Ling Feng raised his eyebrows: "That's right, you actually used the anti-mental storm to break yourself out of my bloody purgatory, but what's the use of breaking out even if you break free? Now your mental power has been severely damaged, and your strength has been greatly reduced. In front of me, do you still want to escape?"

The illusionist wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. As an S-level master of mental power, almost all of his cultivation bases are devoted to the improvement of mental power. He is only an A-level master even if he throws out mental power!

What's more, he is injured now, let alone Ling Feng's opponent!
"You can't kill me!" The illusionist gasped and looked at Ling Feng: "I set up a spiritual bomb in Yun Hanrui's spiritual world. If I die, this spiritual bomb will explode completely. When the time comes If you attack your spiritual barrier, Yun Hanrui will become a living dead!"

Ling Feng narrowed his eyes: "Are you threatening me?"

"I'm explaining a fact!" The illusionist stood up straight and said, "I know Yun Hanrui is very important to you, otherwise, you wouldn't be able to catch me yourself. If Rui becomes a living dead, I think you will definitely not be reconciled!"

"Even if I kill you, I can still find a way to heal Yun Hanrui!" Ling Feng said lightly, "Whether it is the crown of light from the Holy See of Light or the scabbard of King Arthur of the Knights of the Round Table, they all have the effect of bringing the dead back to life!"

The illusionist laughed: "But do you dare to bet? The two kinds you mentioned are indeed miraculous in healing injuries, but mental damage is not as good as physical damage. Once the spiritual world collapses, even God can't save you." Come back, I think you should be very clear!"

Ling Feng stared at the illusionist and said, "You are right, so what about your conditions? Do you want to exchange Yun Hanrui's life for your own?"

The illusionist said lightly: "My life is not worth mentioning in your eyes, but Yun Hanrui has an important place in your heart. I think you should know how to choose?"

Ling Feng thought for a while, then suddenly stepped forward and punched the illusionist in the abdomen!

The promise on the illusionist's face turned into consternation in an instant, he bent down in pain, Ling Feng wiped his fists and said lightly: "I hate people threatening me with my friends, but congratulations, your life comes first Send it to me! When I figure out how to solve Yun Hanrui's mental bomb, I'll deal with you later!"

Just in case, Ling Feng cleaned up the illusionist severely, and sealed his strength by the way. In this case, at least he would not have the strength to detonate the mental bomb in Yun Hanrui's mind!
But this method is not a long-term solution after all, the only way to completely solve Yun Hanrui's problem is to dismantle the mental bomb.But dismantling the spiritual bomb is not an easy task. Once the mental bomb detonates accidentally, Yun Hanrui will really become a living dead!
If you want to dismantle the bomb safely, you must first protect Yun Hanrui's spiritual world, so that you can dismantle it smoothly.

"The crown of light and the scabbard of the king!" Ling Feng rubbed his brows with some headaches. These two things are the inheritance of both parties. The possibility of getting them is too low!

Compared with the crown of light, Ling Feng is more sure of getting the scabbard of the king, but thinking about the matter with Daphne, Ling Feng still thinks that he should go to the Holy See of Light to borrow the crown of light. Although the price may be higher, at least there will be no surprises Condition.

But at the Yun family at this moment, Yun Hanrui sat on the bed, seemed a little confused: "Huh? What did you eat last night? What happened? Why don't I remember it? Could it be that I've been too tired lately?"

The magician's strength was sealed, so he could no longer control Yun Hanrui, which made Yun Hanrui a little confused about the fragments in his memory.

"Forget it, don't think so much! Let's go to bed early!" Yun Hanrui lay down, recalling Ling Feng's hug during the day, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

(End of this chapter)