Urban magic doctor

Chen Yang looked at the statue of the monk in the palace. He didn't rush to take action and fell into deep thought.

This statue holds all the stone ninja books under its feet. Such a design must have meaning.

If these Ninja books were so easy to obtain and the Nicai people occupied Buman Island for so many days, Chu Su should have taken these stone Ninja books away long ago.

But it was only now that they came to carry the ninja books. There was definitely something fishy about this matter.

Moreover, Chen Yang didn't know who this statue was, why it was here, or what the book of ninja was.

And when he looked at the pair of eyes of the monk statue, he always felt that there was something in them, a strange feeling.

He worries that the destruction of the statue may put him in crisis.

"Taro Inoue, please hurry up."

When Chu Su saw that Chen Yang was not moving, he shouted coldly and said: "In the past few days, we have broken down the agencies. Are you still afraid of being hurt by the agencies? What a bunch of trash, you don't dare to come, I will!" "

Chu Su couldn't wait, and quickly pulled out a sword, stepped on the statue of the monk a few steps, and finally stepped on the shoulder, and slashed the statue's neck with the sword.

With a swipe, the sword swiped across the neck of the monk's statue, and the stone head fell from it, rolling to the side with a thump, lying on its back, motionless.

The hall fell into silence, nothing happened.

"Why don't you do it quickly? Let's go together, destroy the statue, move it away, and take away the book of ninja."

Chu Su stood at the original position of the statue's head and shouted to a group of monks below.

Seeing this, the other monks walked towards the statue, took out their swords, and prepared to cut the statue into pieces and move it away.

At this moment, suddenly, the head of the statue that fell to the ground lit up with two beams of light. Although the light was not bright, it was particularly conspicuous in the dark environment.

These two beams of light rushed straight to the top of the palace, then spread along the wall, spreading towards the entire palace, covering the wall with a thin halo.

Such a strange scene immediately stunned the monk who was planning to destroy the monk's statue.

Everyone looked at the statue's head on the ground. The two beams of light emanated from the two eyes of the head.

The main body of the light is purple, and there are colorful lights flowing on it, showing a psychedelic color, as if the surrounding space is distorted, which is very strange.

The two beams of light became brighter and brighter, and the halo surrounding the top of the palace and the surrounding walls became more and more intense.

Suddenly, the demon statues around the palace seemed to come alive, with their eyes glowing red, staring straight at the crowd in the middle of the palace.

The eyes of these statues seem to be magical, making people want to look at them.

"No, it's an illusion!"

Chen Yang thought to himself that it was not good, and quickly pulled the black mask over his eyes to block part of the light and prevent the illusion from eroding his mind.

He looked towards Qiu Menglei, and through the thin mask, he saw Qiu Menglei staring at a demon holding a harpoon on the wall, her eyes were blurred, intoxicated, and she had been confused by the illusion.

Although Chen Yang was still unable to determine the principle of illusion, he knew that the illusion in this palace was definitely not simple. If he stayed here for a long time, he would definitely die.

At the same time, the monks present were also confused. Everyone looked at different demon statues on the wall with empty eyes. They didn't know what kind of illusion they saw in their eyes.

Some monks were dancing and excited;

Some monks looked frightened and kept tearing their clothes;

Some monks were holding swords in their hands and kept slashing into the air, roaring hysterically...

Apparently, these monks saw different visions.

Seeing this scene, Chen Yang was shocked. This illusion technique can produce different illusions, which is even more extraordinary.

Moreover, these monks are not strong-willed and have too many desires in their hearts, so they are instantly swallowed up by illusions. Even if they do not die now, they will die of exhaustion.

Chen Yang looked towards Chu Su, who was standing on the shoulders of the monk statue, and saw Chu Su standing there with the sword in his hand on the statue, with a majestic and domineering posture, and a smile on his face that looked at the world, as if he was in control Thousands of troops and horses are powerful.

"Although he is powerful, his mentality is twisted, and he is the most susceptible to illusions."

Chen Yang shook his head and ignored Chu Su.

At this time, a vague breath filled the air. He shuddered and quickly covered his nose.

"It seems that the illusion relies not only on this strange light, but also on the powder floating in the air."

Chen Yang didn't have time to think about where the medicine powder came from. He moved and ran towards Qiu Menglei, planning to take her out of the hall first.

Although Qiu Menglei fell into the illusion, she was obviously not as serious as others. She just stood there stupidly, seeming to see beautiful things, her eyes narrowed into a thin line.

Chen Yang held Qiu Menglei's hand, dragged him and ran towards the passage.

Unexpectedly, Qiu Menglei fell into a fantasy, suddenly broke away from Chen Yang's hand, and shouted: "What are you doing, who are you, where do you want to take me?"

boom.

Chen Yang was too lazy to talk nonsense with Qiu Menglei. He suddenly knocked out the unsuspecting Qiu Menglei with a palm, put him on his shoulder and ran towards the passage.

Just when he was about to run to the entrance of the passage, a figure appeared in front and stopped him. It was Chu Su.

"I am the leader of Iga-ryu. As my subordinates, if you don't serve me here, where will you go?"

Chu Su has fallen into a fantasy, thinking that he is the leader of Iga style.

Chen Yang frowned and kicked Chu Su.

Unexpectedly, Chu Su did not dodge or evade, standing there as motionless as a living target.

Chen Yang's kick went directly through Chu Su's body. The scene in front of him changed. Chu Su was still there, but the kick was in vain.

"No, my mind has been damaged."

Chen Yang secretly thought that it was not good. Although he had not fallen into the illusion yet, the situation was not good and his brain was invaded by the illusion.

Chu Su used martial arts just now. If it were normal, he would definitely be able to tell.

But with his mind damaged at this moment, he couldn't find it for a moment.

"Haha, take your life."

Chu Su's voice came from behind. Chen Yang looked back and saw Chu Su holding the sword in his hand and attacking him.

He quickly threw Qiu Menglei into the passage, turned around and stopped Chu Su.

Suddenly, my mind felt dizzy, and the scene in front of me changed. Where is the palace, where is Chu Su, and where are the monks?

The surrounding environment turned into four courtyards.

In the yard, grandpa was riding a bicycle, carrying Chen Yang as a child, laughing and circling in the yard. The faces of the grandfather and grandson were full of happy smiles.

"grandfather."

Chen Yang walked towards his grandfather with a look of nostalgia in his eyes.