Supreme Martial God Art

Chapter 2555 everything is illusory

It's still quite open inside.

All the decorations are made of skulls of different sizes.

No people and no ghosts.

Only the same as outside, the breath of endless darkness and death.

"Wu Yun, don't kneel down when you see this deity!"

Suddenly, a cold and hoarse sound like a broken gong shook Wu Yun's ears.

The voice was so hoarse that it gave me goosebumps.

And just when Wu Yun wondered who the speaker was.

The next moment, I saw the upper half of the sky, the dark space, suddenly twisted.

Then, from the distorted space, a dozen people suddenly appeared.

But they are not standing in a row.

A middle-aged man dressed in a black robe and a crown with a fierce appearance stood in the middle.

On both sides, there is a row of people with strange shapes, ghosts and ghosts, and I don't know what they are.

And the speaker who claimed to be the deity was the one in the middle.

"Yama?"

Seeing the middle-aged man in the middle, Wu Yun whispered in surprise.

"Since you recognize this deity, don't kneel down quickly!"

The hoarse voice came again.

"kneel?"

Wu Yun frowned and whispered, but he did not refute.

It's just that I suddenly have a strong feeling that this place can't be the underworld.

Although he has not been to the real underworld.

But at least it's definitely not here.

Hades, king.

How can it appear out of thin air outside, so can't you sit on the treasure hall?

At this moment, Wu Yun is constantly inquiring about the middle-aged man who calls himself the King of Hell.

Strangely, there was no trace of a cultivator's breath on his body.

And this happens.

There are only two possibilities.

Or, this is a mortal who has never practiced.

Or, this is a super-superior existence that makes Wu Yun unmatched.

No, there is a third possibility.

That is, the person himself is illusory.

Because, Wu Yun not only could not feel the slightest cultivator's breath from the middle-aged man.

Even the dozen or so humanoids with claws and claws beside him also did not have the aura of a cultivator.

In other words, even this middle-aged man, he is an absolute existence.

But it's impossible for the little gangsters beside him, right?

"unreal?"

Wu Yun whispered to himself.

"Kneel down!"

Suddenly, the hoarse voice came again.

"What if I don't kneel? If you have the ability, try to touch me!"

Wu Yun suddenly raised his head and said coldly.

Of course, he is also ready to fight.

The Supreme Martial God Art in the body is already in operation, and the way of killing can be released at any time.

And the reason why he said that is to verify.

If this person, it is illusory.

Then, most of them will not have the ability to attack.

In addition, Wu Yun also thought of something.

This point is related to everything after they step into this mindless illusion.

Now, just waiting for verification.

"You bastard, when I come to the underworld, I dare to contradict me and seek death!"

"I advise you to kneel quickly, otherwise, this deity will let you die without a burial!"

This sentence was cold and full of murderous intent.

However, after this sentence, Wu Yun suddenly laughed.

It's an easy laugh.

At this moment, all worries are gone, because what he needs to verify has been thoroughly verified.

This middle-aged man, including the scene in front of him, is absolutely illusory.

They have no offensive ability at all.

It's just that this kind of fantasy is scary, to see who will admit it, and then step by step to enter the scene according to their settings.

Otherwise, if it really is that kind of detached existence, Wu Yun has been so contradicted by Wu Yun, how can he still say so much nonsense?

"Hehe, trash, I was almost scared by you!"

Wu Yun laughed coldly, and in the next instant, the way of killing and the sword of killing appeared at the same time.

"Endless, kill!"

Without any hesitation, Wu Yun directly slashed over with a sword.

The terrifying killing sword energy swept towards the man in the air.

"This deity killed you, you dare to do something to this deity, this deity..."

Indistinctly, it seemed that the middle-aged man's angry roar could be heard.

But it was just roaring, and he didn't seem to be able to do anything.

Not to mention resisting.

Under the bombardment of the endless killing, soon, the middle-aged man and his group disappeared.

At the same time, the palace where Wu Yun was located, and even the entire dark space around it, began to vibrate.

It can be seen that the palace began to collapse outside and ceased to exist.

The oscillating space also began to be torn apart, and then quickly collapsed.

Seeing such a terrifying scene, Wu Yun was not surprised at all.

Instead, the smile on his face grew stronger.

Because, this proves that his conjecture is correct.

Everything is illusory.

Everything in the entire Heartless Illusion Realm is illusory and without any lethality.

Only fear.

Including everything before that.

In other words, it also includes Huo Tian's injury, which is illusory.

Just because Huo thought about getting hurt every day, he got hurt.

In fact, he wasn't injured.

That's just an ability like a blindfold.

He had never cared about it before, but now that he understood everything, Wu Yun was able to figure it out in an instant.

Because, Huo Tian was hurt so badly before, at least it looked so bad.

But in reality, he wasn't much affected.

It was only because of the blindfold and the existence of some special power that it interfered with Wu Yun and others, and even Huo Tiantian's own judgment.

Otherwise, Huo Tiantian was injured so badly at the time, how could he suddenly set off again without healing?

At this moment, seeing the rapidly shattering and collapsing space, Wu Yun smiled and said nothing.

He is waiting for this space to be completely shattered. At that time, if there is no accident, he will directly return to the outside, in the Ancient Netherfrost Land.

And now, the only thing Wu Yun can't figure out about this mindless illusion is one thing.

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