Mystical Supreme Martial Soul

When they saw the scene in the assessment place, they all showed faint smiles.

Their disciples, after all, came from the Holy Land and performed very well.

In the assessment place, the cultivators were already immersed in an illusion.

A monk took off his clothes and pants in public, like a Teddy, and there was a swaying against the ground.

There are even more monks who clearly have nothing on their bodies, but they are sweating profusely and rolling all over the floor, as if they are in a sea of ​​swords and flames.

bang bang

Those people didn't support for a long time, they turned into a streamer and disappeared, were sent out of the assessment place, and lost their qualifications for the assessment.

"My disciples of the generation of Chixiao Pavilion have not humiliated the name of Chixiao."

The pavilion master of Scarlet Sky Pavilion said with a reserved smile.

"Sect Masters, this time, my Gorefiend Dao will definitely come out on top. After all, the illusion of mind is our old trick."

The Sect Master of the Gorefiend Sect said with some joy.

After all, the magician monks are best at playing with people's hearts, and have many means of soul defense, which can compete with illusions.

The Lord of Luoshui was also watching at this time, the picture in the water curtain.

When her eyes fell on the water curtain, a shadow lingered with starlight, there were waves in her beautiful eyes.

But when she saw Chu Feng, a strange look appeared on her face.

She saw Chu Feng, deep in the illusion, but seemed to be completely out of the control of the illusion, blinking her eyes and looking around.

"Aren't you affected by fantasy?"

The Holy Master Luoshui raised his eyebrows slightly, and a stream of light poured into the water curtain between the waving of his jade hand.

Buzz

The Illusory God Orb in the assessment site trembled at this moment, and a more intense colorful streamer fell down, and the cultivators participating in the assessment were even more unbearable.

"Ahhh"

The power of the illusion was suddenly strengthened, and the monks fell down, indulging in the illusion, unable to extricate themselves.

Even some holy land geniuses are pale and patiently endured.

"Hahaha, I said Kong Hui, your disciple of the beast sect, it's really unbearable."

The old man of Scarlet Sky Pavilion laughed loudly, but Kong Hui, the head of the beast sect, suddenly turned black.

The disciples of the beast sect were all transformed from alien beasts. They were physically powerful and each had great talents.

Unless it is some beasts that are born with divine soul abilities, they are definitely no better than other sects in terms of their souls.

At this time, the Heaven-devouring Tiger had already transformed into its main body and kept slaughtering it on the spot.

Many monks around were blasted out by him.

And in the mouth of the devouring tiger, he was still shouting, "This sheep is mine, you give me the fuck, all get fucked"

Obviously, the Heaven-devouring Tiger has been trapped in the illusion, but he has not been eliminated, but is struggling to support

"what"

At this time, the Holy Master Luoshui was surprised again.

She found that Chu Feng's eyes were lost for a moment, and then she regained clarity.

嗡

The holy master of Luoshui waved his jade hand again, and the power of the phantom bead increased again.

"Ahhh"

This time, some of the disciples of the Scarlet Sky Pavilion were unable to compete. With the screams, they fell directly to the ground, tore their clothes frantically, and were finally sent out.

"You disciples of Scarlet Sky Pavilion are not much better."

When Kong Hui saw this, he smiled happily and said that he was not proud of 840.

Although the Heaven-devouring Tiger turned into a deity, it showed a wild state, but precisely because of his pure heart, although he made some fun, he was not eliminated.

In this comparison, Kong Hui is better.

"you"

The pavilion master of the Scarlet Sky Pavilion was choked to death, and he was a little angry with his disciples in his heart.

"Look at those two"

Finally, someone noticed the difference. Under the shroud of the illusion of the Illusory God Orb, many disciples of the Gorefiend Dao fell into the illusion.

But there are two people, but they never move like a mountain

One man and one woman

The man is as handsome as the sky and has a detached temperament. At this time, facing the illusion, he has a smile on his lips and looks around with interest.

And that woman, although not jumping off like a man, but her beautiful, heart-pounding face was not disturbed.