Please call me Huanxian

Chapter 334: Reality and Illusion, Chaos

"No, let's set up an ambush in two places. This old man and Master Yi will go to the southeast, thousands of miles away. After Mr. Mu escapes, he will most likely flee to Moyu City."

Xuan Jieqing expressed a different opinion. Moyu City was the closest border town to Zhenbei City. He sent a message to the arrogant Master Yi and said, "I have received accurate information that Mr. Mu has a space treasure that can accommodate a team of 3,000 cultivators. Such an opportunity should not be missed."

Master Yi had long heard that a master in Dingzhou had a valuable treasure.

A few years ago, they were tricked by the old Sword Saint, who asked them to hold back the Shadow King. Dingzhou's masters went out in full force, bringing with them 3,000 monks to launch a surprise attack and destroy the Black Spirit Border Town Ant Nest. They looted countless materials and treasures from the small stronghold along the way, and achieved brilliant results. However, they only got a small amount, which made him quite indignant.

"Without further delay, let's split up and go!"

Master Yi's heart was burning with excitement, and he was tempted by the precious treasure, so he made the final decision and headed east first.

The attack from a distance was fierce, and Mr. Mu's treasure could not withstand it for long. Under the siege of so many Black Spirit masters, even if Mr. Mu had three heads and six arms, he would still be seriously injured and flee. He did not want Mr. Mu to die at the hands of the Black Spirits.

Thousands of miles away is the best distance to get a bargain.

Mr. Mu was able to escape with all his might, but he was already at the end of his strength. The Black Spirit masters had different tracking speeds and some had some injuries on their bodies. If he and Old Turtle attacked from the dark and took the enemy by surprise, their chances of success were very high.

Xuan Jieqing smiled and bowed to Bai Yi, saying, "Daoyou Bai Yi, for the benefit of the demon race, if Mr. Mu flees to the south, please don't show mercy."

It turned into a green gas and quickly went eastward.

He believed that with the precious space treasure, Bai Yi would have no choice but to kill Mr. Mu.

In the space of the Fantasy Fairy Ring, Xu Yuanchang used subtle techniques to control the divine light of creation, and washed and refined the sticky divine power mist three times. He was busy but not chaotic, and removed the poison of the Fallen God Flower bit by bit while avoiding harming the soul source. It took more than an incense stick of time.

Zeng Wanglou endured wave after wave of soul-wrenching and bone-excruciating pain, not daring to move an inch. When he heard the voice of "It's OK", he rose from the altar of creation as if listening to the sound of nature, and resumed his serious and rigid appearance.

His face was pale, and there was a trace of black air floating into his body.

"The Mountain Ghost General is almost unable to hold on. I still have a bottle of refined jade spirit liquid left. You can use it first."

Xu Yuanchang used his magic power to send Zeng Wanglou out of the Fantasy Fairy Ring space.

He had already activated the magic mirror for protection, and the silver light waves within a hundred feet range were like water and fog.

Occasionally, attacks that slipped through the holes in the black umbrella would fall, but he would use his technique to drag them into the layered illusions of the magic glass mirror and dissolve them into nothingness.

His use of the magic mirror became more and more sophisticated.

It is no longer like before, where he relied on the magic weapon itself to take on the enemy brute force.

Zeng Wanglou shattered the jade bottle that was thrown to him with a single finger, and the pure and sticky jade liquid turned into a jade-colored mist, which was instantly absorbed by him. He used it to quickly restore his lost cultivation and soul power, and then swallowed several pills in succession. He squinted his eyes and looked at the situation outside through the silver light curtain. He was not in a hurry to go out.

Now that he had managed to escape, he had to carefully plan his next move to break out.

The hatred in my heart has subsided, and I will talk about other things after I get through this hurdle.

"Damn you old man Zeng, if you don't care whether I live or die, then don't blame me for not keeping my promise... Ouch!"

The mountain ghost huddled miserably under a thick umbrella rib on a roof beam and shivered. It had already made its body as small as possible when it was hit by a ball of black light. The huge vibration force spread to the lower part, causing it to let out a shrill ghost howl.

It felt like it would capsize at any moment under the broken umbrella that was leaking air everywhere.

What an unexpected disaster! Wasn’t Old Man Zeng poisoned to death?

Several more attacks followed, accurately hitting the place where the mountain ghost general was hiding.

"Crack", the umbrella ribs could not withstand the continuous attacks and made a sharp breaking sound. The mountain ghost, who was in excruciating pain, was almost shaken to pieces. He cursed viciously and risked escaping to a nearby umbrella rib. A dense black light like silk threads flashed by like a blade.

"I..."

Having lost the protection of the black umbrella, the mountain ghost general could no longer utter a complete swear word and disintegrated into the black air.

Suddenly, the tattered black umbrella was retracted with a "crash", and the overflowing black mist turned into countless black spears, shooting towards the two black shadows surrounding in the east and southeast, whistling through the air, creating a streak of sparks, with an extraordinary momentum.

Several other black shadows suddenly appeared and pounced towards the other directions, rushing towards the Black Spirit masters who were as close as ten miles away.

"He's trying to break through, stop him!"

"He was deeply poisoned and was struggling to survive."

"Don't panic, it's an illusion attack from that Taoist boy."

There was a commotion among the seven Black Spirit masters who had gathered. Several black shadows subconsciously retreated to avoid the sharp edge for the time being. The Shadow King of Divination and the Sharp Gallbladder King shouted to stop them.

They had previously discovered that there was a fifth-level ghost hiding under the black umbrella and had been trying hard to fend it off, which had already wasted half an incense stick of time. They were almost furious.

When they broke the black umbrella and killed the ghost cultivator, they didn't expect that Mr. Mu, who should have been seriously poisoned, was so full of energy. The black spear attack was definitely from the sixth level.

While King Shiying was shouting, he had to send out ripples of black curtain to resist and resolve the opponent's sneak attack.

It was so real and fake that for a moment it couldn't determine the opponent's real direction of breakthrough.

"Puff, chish," the dense piercing sounds were deflected by it, and the Shadow King suddenly realized that there was something wrong with the series of extremely slight sounds mixed in them. He felt creepy and his figure twisted suddenly.

"Puff", a dark red line as fast as lightning brushed the edge of the side of the Shadow King, pierced through all the black ripples and shot into the cold sky.

The Shadow King was so frightened by the sudden attack that he dared not move forward easily. He had just smelled the scent of death.

I wonder what treasures and methods Mr. Mu used?

As expected, we cannot be reckless or careless.

He dared to threaten Mr. Mu with his life, but it was just an excuse to boost morale and buy time. After practicing to this level, who would be willing to give up the hard-earned cultivation path?

Zeng Wanglou suddenly appeared in the gap where the black spirit retreated in the west. The Dharma image appeared behind him, and he punched the swirling cold fog in the air. "Boom", the cold fog was stirred and a gap of more than thirty feet appeared.

The thick fog barrier was not penetrated, and there was still a last layer bulging outwards, with wisps of black light pulling and gathering like a virtual net.

"Where to escape?"

The Sharp-Guarded King in the south shouted loudly and shot out black air.

The black gas turned into spikes that flashed strange light and attacked the side of Zengwang Tower in the blink of an eye.

Two black spirits in the northwest launched an attack almost at the same time. They all had the same idea, to entangle Mr. Mu who seemed to have been detoxified. It wouldn't take long. After restraining Mr. Mu for three or two breaths, the human would have nowhere to escape.

An ancient tripod emitting purple-gold light rotated from small to large, and with a "bang" it smashed the sharp spikes of the Sharp Gallbladder King's body that he had sacrificed his cultivation for, and with an indomitable momentum, it fiercely slammed into the Sharp Gallbladder King that was flying towards him.

The black lines and cold light like a storm shattered Zeng Wanglou and the huge hazy Dharma image.

Thick gray fog gushed out from the sky and spread out for dozens of feet in an instant, blocking the pursuing black spirit outside and making it impossible for the north and the south to connect.

The two-colored flames suddenly ignited, sweeping northwards with the force of a wildfire and igniting the nearby cold fog.

"He is hiding in the big cauldron, don't let him run away." On the other side, the Alien King waved a tentacle-like shadow in the sky and shouted as he covered the ancient purple gold cauldron.

A huge Dharma image appeared in the gray fog, standing tall and upright. It punched again towards the gap where the fog was rapidly closing. "Boom", the fog barrier was broken and a hole of several feet appeared.

"He's hiding in the gray fog."

"Block the gap in the ice fog barrier and attack the gap!"

King Shiying came to his senses and saw that all the attacks were focused on the gray fog. He shouted and threw a lightning ball.

It was a step slower. Xu Yuanchang, who was hiding in the flames, turned invisible and escaped from the fog one step ahead of time. In the blink of an eye, he fled and was already several miles away.

The simple plan that Lao Zeng and he agreed upon was to make several feints to the east and attack in the west, and after breaking the gap, Xu Yuanchang would escape first.

Zeng Wanglou was too big a target, so he had to stay and use several treasures to fight fiercely with the Black Spirit master. Then, with the help of Xu Yuanchang who escaped, he broke a gap in the fog barrier from the outside, creating an opportunity for Zeng Wanglou.

It sounds simple, but its implementation requires a lot of consideration of the trust and bottom line of both parties, as well as luck.

Xu Yuanchang's right arm was almost broken and half of his body was covered in blood. He cast a spell to hide in the flames and moved with the flames. Except for the vital parts protected by phantom armor and phantom glass mirror, he did not dare to block the attacks head-on in such a chaotic situation and suffered several aftermath attacks.

Fortunately, Lao Zeng took on the entire attack and reduced the battlefield to a radius of ten miles. Even with the protection of the Magic Mirror, he would not be able to hold out for long.

To stop the injury, he hid on an iceberg thirty miles away, and the two incarnations hid in two locations ten miles away.

After making full preparations for escape, he blended into the mountain scenery, quietly gathering strength and waiting.

In the distance, there were continuous earth-shaking thunder, explosions and sharp whistles, and the battle was extremely fierce.

The Alien Dredger King suddenly let out a distorted scream, and covered the hovering cauldron with its tentacles, forcing it to stop. It wanted to snatch a treasure, but suddenly several cold lights shot out from the cauldron. One of the dark red lights pierced through the many tentacles that the Alien Dredger King used for protection, severely injuring the Alien Dredger King who was desperately dodging.

Zeng Wanglou escaped from the cauldron, held a wooden spike in his hand and cut through all the tentacles. He then carried the cauldron and floated into the gray fog that was blasted into pieces.

Countless attacks left the Dharma image in tatters. Zeng Wanglou was bleeding from his mouth and nose, and he punched the cauldron in the belly.

"Dang", there was a loud bang and the sound waves spread in all directions.

All kinds of attacks falling from the sky were neutralized and blocked by two precious treasures, the Nine Illusions Cauldron and the Nine Illusions Palace.

But he knew in his heart that two fists could not beat four hands, and he could not hold out for long.

The Sharp-Bored King was so angry that he could ignore the escaped human Taoist priest. He could still catch him later.

What made it angry was that the idiot King Yizhu was ambushed in public in order to steal the treasure. So many Black Spirit masters were sneaky and no one dared to attack with all their strength. They kept some tricks in reserve for protection, as if they were afraid of getting into trouble.

"King Xiying, why don't you take action!"

When Xu Yuanchang heard the penetrating sound waves coming from the other side, he did not hesitate to urge the emerging Yin-Yang Phantom Fire Essence: "Fire Explosion!"

The wisps of flame that had previously remained in the gap in the fog barrier expanded and transformed into two yin-yang fish shapes, which violently collided with each other.

"Boom", a violent explosion from inside to outside, blew up again the ice fog barrier that had just closed.

The gushing shock wave swept across the two Black Spirit masters in front.

A string of lightning beads turned into an area of ​​ten feet in radius, and dark light flashed from the air and shot towards the purple gold cauldron.

Countless silver lightning bolts suddenly rushed towards the thunder bead, and a chain shadow circled like a dragon, roaring and causing an earth-shaking explosion.

The points of light shine as brightly as the sun, sweeping away all the evil spirits from heaven and earth.

"Go back!"

"He blew up the treasure himself!"

"madman!"

In an instant, the area within ten miles was affected, and all the low mountains covered with ice were removed.

Only the dark rocks emitting a sharp glow were left. Many black spirits, including the severely injured Alien King, hid in the ice fog barrier a moment in advance to withstand the power of the sudden explosion.

King Shiying deliberately planned to throw out the treasure at the critical moment to keep Mr. Mu, who had exhausted all his tricks. However, he did not expect that the other party would dare to explode a precious treasure, and he grasped the timing just right. The Taoist boy who escaped first used a strange flame to blast open the ice fog barrier, which gave Mr. Mu an opportunity to escape in the chaos.

Too cunning. His calculations were not detailed enough when he encountered someone who could conceal the secrets.

"Hurry up and chase him. He is seriously injured and is running westward. He can't run fast."

King Shiying didn't care about the 500 troops who suffered heavy casualties in the ice fog. He rushed out of the fog following the force of the explosion and chased around the periphery while roaring.

King Jiandan took the lead and flew westward, shouting, "Don't let him escape, the treasure of space is within easy reach."

The other sixth-order black spirits naturally saw an opportunity. Mr. Mu escaped under the power of the treasure's self-explosion. He was seriously injured and had almost no combat power. It would take time for him to recover. This was a real blow to his downfall.

Three black shadows suddenly flew in three directions, leaving the chasing black spirit dumbfounded.

"That human Taoist priest used an illusion technique... No, all three of them are real entities. Shadow King, which direction should we chase them?"

King Jiandan did not dare to make a decision on his own and shouted loudly.

It didn't dare to propose dividing its forces to hunt them down, and no one could guarantee that the damn Mr. Mu had the means to drag one or two of them to death together.

This really cannot be gambled on. The terrifying strength displayed by Mr. Mu really frightened it.

If it encounters it alone, it will run as far as it can.

The Shadow King glanced at the three figures that were fleeing thirty miles away. He was silent for a moment, then pointed in the middle, "It's him!"

Countless attacks whizzed away, and the fleeing figure suddenly stopped. Before being overwhelmed by the attacks, it switched with a figure at least ten miles ahead. Xu Yuanchang waved his hand and scattered more figures, fleeing in all directions.

He put Lao Zeng, who was almost beaten to pieces, into the space of the Fantasy Fairy Ring, giving Lao Zeng some time to catch his breath and heal his wounds.

"Leave two to attack! Quick, let's go after them!"

King Shiying was also a bit troubled. The illusion of the human Taoist priest was too annoying. Even he could hardly distinguish the real from the fake. He didn't know how he did it. The longer the time was delayed, the greater the chance that the masters of Dingzhou would arrive. He had already noticed that after the Taoist priest escaped, he sent a warning message.

However, the next moment, the Taoist priest who flew fifty miles away suddenly disappeared.

On the vast glacier, six or seven figures were still fleeing, getting farther and farther away.

"King of Shadow, how do we chase him?"

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(End of this chapter)