Chapter 214 Illusion Promenade

"Sword Spirit Puppet, continue to burn mid-grade soul crystals, attack with all your strength!"

Feeling that the sword spirit puppet was burning 50,000 mid-grade soul crystals and the attack it launched was about to run out, Ye Chenfeng ordered him to burn the mid-grade soul crystals at any cost, attacking like a broken bamboo.

Under the continuous burning of the sword spirit puppets, the mid-grade soul crystals attacked, and the thunder dragons that were intercepted by the whistling were split open by him. A large number of thunder explosions sounded in the ancient formation, shaking Ye Chenfeng and the two souls to tremble. The blood flowed down their seven holes.

After about a stick of incense, the three of Ye Chenfeng tore apart dozens of intercepted Thunder Flood Dragons and appeared on the edge of the ancient formation.

"Boom!"

Carrying the powerful Yuwei, the sword spirit puppet slashed at the forbidden light curtain on the edge of the ancient array with all its strength, and a large number of cracks cracked on the surface of the light curtain and quickly spread around.

"Judgment Seven Swords, Chill!"

Ye Chenfeng saw that the sword spirit puppet did not break the forbidden light curtain with all its strength. Jinpeng's wings flapped violently, and under the terrible space pressure, it flew into the air, and aimed at the forbidden light curtain full of cracks. Jianmang.

"boom!"

The cold sword light that evolved from the power of the avenue ripped apart the gravity space, smashed a thundering dragon, and smashed the forbidden light curtain with a sword.

"let's go!"

The forbidden light curtain was broken, Jinpeng's wings flapped violently, he swooped and appeared next to Yue Nishang, took her in his arms, and together with the sword spirit puppet, passed through the fast-healing forbidden gap, and successfully flew out of this transparent space. The ancient formation with chilling power entered a large hall with a quaint atmosphere. .

"Huhu, I finally broke through."

Passing through the ancient formation in a thrilling manner, Ye Chenfeng gasped for breath, feeling the lingering fear of what he had just experienced.

However, in order to break out of the ancient formation, the sword spirit puppet consumed nearly 200,000 mid-grade soul crystals, and Ye Chenfeng also burned fifty years of life essence, which was unexpected by Ye Chenfeng.

"I thought that nearly one million mid-grade soul crystals were enough to support the consumption of the sword spirit puppet, but now that I have just entered the inner palace, nearly 400,000 mid-grade soul crystals have been consumed. The soul crystal will be exhausted soon."

Ye Chenfeng put 300,000 mid-grade soul crystals into the body of the sword spirit puppet, and muttered to himself with some distress.

"Nishang, let's move on."

Ye Chenfeng guessed that the ban on the inner government might not be able to stop the Xuangui King. In order to avoid being caught up by them, Ye Chenfeng and Yue Nishang drank a sip of the secret water each, and instantly recovered the consumed soul power and walked into a in the long corridor.

On the walls on both sides of this corridor, there are huge ancient totem paintings hanging. These ancient paintings have dragons flying into the sky, ten thousand monsters attacking the city, human monsters fighting, blood slaughtering thousands of miles...

Walking and walking, Ye Chenfeng and Yue Nishang had a feeling that their souls were taken away by these ancient paintings, as if they were in the ancient totem paintings and experienced the scenes in the ancient paintings.

Slowly, Ye Chenfeng and the two walked slower and slower, the whites in their eyes became more and more, and they lost themselves.

But at the moment when Ye Chenfeng's soul was lost, God Devouring Brain released a powerful devouring power, swallowing up the illusion that eroded his soul, and awakened him from the loss.

"Nishang, wake up quickly."

Ye Chenfeng woke up abruptly, and found that her pupils had disappeared, and Yuenishang, whose eyes were all white, had a disordered breath. She was restless, and had a feeling of being possessed.

"What's wrong, what's wrong with me?"

After waking up, Yue Nishang felt a strong killing intent in her heart, and had an urge to kill, she quickly looked at Ye Chenfeng and said in shock.

"There is something wrong with these ancient paintings. It can make our souls lose our minds and lose ourselves directly into the devil." Ye Chenfeng, with the help of the power of devouring the brain, noticed the strangeness of these ancient paintings and whispered.

"Nishang, close your eyes, don't look at these ancient paintings, so the illusion will have less impact on you, I will take you out of here." Ye Chenfeng said.

"Um!"

Yue Nishang nodded obediently, closed her eyes, and let Ye Chenfeng hold her silky little hand and walk towards the end of this winding corridor.

As the distance deepened, the power of illusion generated by the ancient paintings on the walls of the promenade became stronger and stronger, and a large number of illusory scenes appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng, trying to lose his soul.

However, under the devouring brain, Ye Chenfeng saw through the essence of these illusions, holding Yue Nishang's little hand, and quickly walked to the end of the corridor.

About an hour later, the three of Ye Chenfeng walked through the long corridor with a length of hundreds of thousands of meters and reached the end of the corridor. They found that at the exit at the end of the corridor, there were two towers standing with their eyes closed and wearing golden armor. , holding a dragon-headed sword, a mighty and unyielding statue.

"What a powerful soul fluctuation."

Ye Chenfeng's powerful soul perception sensed the violently fluctuating soul power in these two statues, and immediately became vigilant, ordering the sword spirit puppet to protect and close his eyes, showing pain on his face, struggling to resist the erosion of illusion. Yue Nishang walked over alone.

"Om..."

When Ye Chenfeng approached the two statues at a distance of three meters, the two statues suddenly opened their closed eyes, and a powerful soul force rushed out, instantly transformed into two soul gods of war holding dragon-headed swords, slashing towards Ye Chenfeng.

"Blood dragon, fusion!"

He was suddenly attacked by the two soul gods of war, and a penetrating dragon roar resounded in Ye Chenfeng's body, and endless red light spurted out, instantly condensing into a line of hundreds of meters long, winding a huge body. Blood Dragon.

"400,000 jins of force, chop!"

At the moment of fusing the power of the blood dragon, Ye Chenfeng burst out with a force of 400,000 jins, holding the giant Que Tianjian to meet him, and fought fiercely with the two soul gods of war.

Although the attack power of the two soul war gods is extremely terrifying, they possess a soul body, and their defense power is a great weak point. Ye Chenfeng stepped on the phantom, interweaving nine speed afterimages, dodging attacks while waiting for an opportunity to attack their bodies.

"Judgment Seven Swords, extremely cold."

Ye Chenfeng and the two soul gods of war fought fiercely for a stick of incense, and suddenly caught the best opportunity to attack, the perfect sword force spurted out of his body, deduced the power of the avenue into a cold sword light, and attacked with a sword. Two soul gods of war with overlapping bodies.

"Chichi!"

The front was attacked by the cold sword light, and the bodies of the two soul gods of war were blown up and transformed into the soul power of the sky.

But the next moment, these soul powers that permeated the void surged, like a rushing river, slamming into Ye Chenfeng's soul, trying to tear his soul apart.

"Eat the brain, devour."

However, Ye Chenfeng was already prepared, and at the moment when the river-like power of the soul slammed into his soul, he immediately controlled the Devouring Brain to devour it.

A swallowing vortex formed in Ye Chenfeng's mind, completely swallowing the power of the two souls transformed into the gods of war.

"Crack!"

The power of the soul was swallowed, the two statues shattered immediately, the door at the end of the corridor opened automatically, and a quaint and turbid atmosphere poured into the corridor.

"let's go!"

Ye Chenfeng took Yue Nishang in his arms, and flew out of the corridor full of phantom power with the sword spirit puppet, and entered the inner hall with extremely strong spiritual energy and a large number of sculptures.

At the end of the inner hall, three mysterious and unknown black passages appeared.