Chapter 2098 Break Through the Illusion and Collect the Jade Tablet

"Corpse?!"

Yang Qingxuan was taken aback, not only the corpses in front of him, but all the corpses pouring in from all directions, at a glance, densely packed.

Yang Qingxuan took a breath of cold air, his scalp tingled for a while, and these corpses were gradually recovering from their former life, their appearance remained unchanged, but their strength continued to emerge.

"How could this be? Is this an illusion?"

Yang Qingxuan convulsed, and suddenly his mind flashed, "Yes! Illusion, it must be an illusion! Otherwise, I can't be the only one who was sucked into the space. What about Chi Xiaozi and the others? There are thousands of martial artists, where are they all going?" ?”

Yang Qingxuan hurriedly turned his golden eyes, and under the golden light, a Gouyu appeared, trying to see through this illusion of emptiness.

But those powerful auras surged like sea waves, blowing on him, making one's hair stand on end, but under the fiery eyes, everything was true, without any sign of illusion.

"Hey!" Yang Qingxuan was so frightened that his clothes were drenched in cold sweat. If these corpses were all real, how could there be any life left?

The first corpses had already stood up one by one. The humanoid corpse that Yang Qingxuan had taken the ring from failed in a move, and immediately rushed over with a roar, and a phantom of a tiger appeared behind him. Former stunt --

With a flick of Yang Qingxuan's halberd, a virtual light flashed across the front, directly cutting the man into two pieces and blasting them to pieces.

The remaining corpses rushed over one by one, most of them were middle and low-level realm kings, and even Dao realm kings, and very few high-level realm kings.

But even so, it's no problem to kill dozens of hundreds, and the corpses swarming from all directions are already worth hundreds of millions.

Cold sweat oozes from Yang Qingxuan's forehead, he keeps waving his halberd, beheading the corpse in front of him, and his mind keeps spinning, there must be something wrong with it, if what is happening before him is the truth, what about Chi Xiaozi and the others?

Suddenly, Guizang's voice sounded beside his ears, saying, "You guessed right, these are all illusions."

Yang Qingxuan asked in surprise: "How do you know?" Then he said happily: "I can't see through it with my sharp eyes, but you are the best. Since you can see that it is an illusion, then naturally you know the way to crack it?"

Guizang shook his head and said: "I don't know. If these things can really fight, if they can use their cultivation before birth, they must be refined into mummies or puppets, but these things are all rotten and have no trace of refining, so there is only one Maybe, after death, the soul is still attached to the body and enters a deep sleep. At this moment, the soul is awakened, so it can be full of strength and continue to fight. Unfortunately, I did not sense that these things have souls. Everything is wrong, it can only be phantom."

Yang Qingxuan said in shock: "Then what should we do?"

During the exchange, more than 20 corpses had been beheaded, and the smell of rotting corpses entered the nostrils, which was truly disgusting.

Gui Zang said: "I don't know either, we still have to think of a way as soon as possible. If it's really an illusion, then if you kill it, you will continue to consume yourself. Not only will there be no results, but you will soon be in danger."

Of course Yang Qingxuan understood this truth. With a flash of his figure, he cut up some corpses around him, and then sacrificed three mysterious flags, turning them into a powerful barrier with a diameter of ten feet, blocking those corpses outside.

Ripples constantly swayed on the enchantment, making the space shake, making it feel vague and unreal.

Yang Qingxuan used his golden eyes again, looking in all directions, hoping to see through one or two things, but no matter how much he raised his golden eyes, he couldn't see the slightest clue.

Guizang said in a voice transmission: "Don't try it, the person who created this illusion may be a hundred times stronger than you in cultivation. No matter how powerful your piercing eyes are, it is impossible to see through them. This is not a problem of supernatural power, but a matter of realm cultivation For the problem, break through all methods with one force.”

Yang Qingxuan felt dark in his heart, could it be that Mu Shaobai's arrangement?

This jade stele appeared on Lingshan, it is really possible that it was written by Mu Shaobai.

Yang Qingxuan pondered for a while, and took out the gold leaf left by Mu Shaobai to read it again carefully, then sat down on his knees, and began to meditate, looking for a way to break this illusion.

And let Ji Beiye come out of the holy vessel to protect himself.

In the gold leaf left by Mu Shaobai, it mainly talks about the concept of Babu Yichengdu. The power of the Babu Tianlong and the origin of fire are Mu Shaobai's lifelong majors in supernatural powers. , I can't avoid my own supernatural powers.

"Eight Spirit Mountains... Eight Heavenly Dragons?!"

Yang Qingxuan's mind was shocked, as if he had captured something important, his eyes opened suddenly, his eyes shot through the void, and he seemed to see something on the boundless corpse.

It is a huge phantom phantom, completely integrated into the space between heaven and earth.

No, it should be said that this world is the phantom phantom.

Yang Qingxuan was startled, and shouted: "Yasha?!"

Under the fiery eyes, the phantom only appeared for a moment, and then disappeared, or could not be caught.

Yang Qingxuan raised his hand to make a tactic, his body became pitch black, and with a "wow" behind him, he spread his wings and reached ten feet.

It was Yasha himself, with scarlet blood in his pupils.

As Yasha's blood surged in his body, his sense of this world became stronger and stronger, and he suddenly stretched out his claws and slapped forward.

"boom!"

The three mysterious flags shook away and flew back into Yang Qingxuan's body.

The powerful energy swept away the surrounding corpses.

Yang Qingxuan roared again, his body continued to grow until it reached the sky, and wherever the body swelled, all the corpses shattered with a bang.

When he reached thousands of feet, he finally sensed the phantom of the yaksha again, but it was just a hazy phantom, which couldn't be seen clearly.

But Yang Qingxuan clenched his fists with both hands, and suddenly burst out a powerful Yaksha ancestral power, which continued to pour into this void and merged with it.

The void was tumbling with this yaksha power, and the feeling in Yang Qingxuan's mind became clearer and clearer. The entire jade tablet was refined by Mu Shaobai with the power of yaksha, suppressed on this Lingshan, and sealed Wuyu Lord.

"Boom!"

After the thought is clear, one's own power is completely integrated into the void, and merged with the Yaksha's power. The entire void shattered in an instant and continued to crumble.

After a flash of light and shadow, he returned to Lingshan, on the platform.

And the jade stele flew up at some point, and it was suspended in front of Yang Qingxuan, with the streamer turning on it, and there was an ancient character printed in the very center, which was an ancient font: night.

Yang Qingxuan stretched out his hand to grab it, and took the jade tablet into his body.

The body and mind suddenly understood, when I was inside the jade tablet, I used the power of Yaksha to fuse the jade tablet, and the jade tablet is like an artifact, which is already owned by me.

As the jade stele was collected, the space on the platform twisted for a while, a large halo emerged, and figures spun and fell down.

It was the people who were sucked into the phantom.