Chapter 2778 Brilliant Illusion
Yi Xiaotang frowned when he saw that the 4th-level master of the first ancestor from the Nine-turn Holy Land shot at Huang Xiaolong: "This 9th-turn Holy Land is too shameless, and the dignified ancestor of the 4th-level master actually shot at a holy realm of the 9th level!"
Aunt Qing was stunned and said with a smile: "I said, miss, among the people who came to the Rank Nine Holy Land this time, only the ancestor who cultivated at the fourth level was the weakest. Could it be that other people have taken action? Other people are stronger, I know you have always It's not fair, I'm not happy to bully the weak, but this time you can't take action!"
"As soon as you make a move, your identity will definitely be exposed, then your father will know that you sneaked out, and you know your father's punishment!"
Aunt Qing's words made Yi Xiaotang pouted. To be honest, she was not afraid of anything, but she was really afraid of her father's punishment. Every time, she was punished to sit in front of the Qingxiao Dao Mirror and comprehend the avenue in the Dao Mirror. What's so good about Qingxiao Dao mirror? Bare, and one penalty is ten years!
Now every time she sees that Qingxiao mask, she feels like vomiting.
Although she was used to talking about vomiting, she still couldn't get used to it after so many years.
She looked at the golden giant palm that contained the laws of the Great Ancestor's Dao and slammed down towards Huang Xiaolong, and couldn't help shaking her head. The next moment, it could be imagined that Huang Xiaolong must be bloody.
Perhaps Huang Xiaolong would rather die than kneel down to explain to Chen Sen, which made her feel that Huang Xiaolong and her temperament were somewhat similar, so she felt pity for this guy.
Just as the golden giant palm landed on top of Huang Xiaolong's head, suddenly, Huang Xiaolong raised his left hand and lifted it, as if lifting a small eggshell that had fallen from the top of his head, only to see that the golden giant palm was lifted up by Huang Xiaolong and disappeared No matter how hard Huang Xiaolong was, he saw the golden giant palm fly out, and he smashed it again at the ancestral fourth-level master of the Nine Revolutions Holy Land.
And it's faster!
And stronger!
And even brighter!
The face of the fourth-level master of the first ancestor of the Nine-Rank Holy Land changed drastically, and in panic, he shot out his hands in succession.
boom!
Just listening to the loud bang, the fourth-level master of the ancestor of the Nine-Rank Holy Land was shocked and flew out again and again, vomiting blood.
"what?!"
Chen Sen, Mo Fei, the masters of the Nine-Rank Holy Land, and all the surrounding Holy Land masters exclaimed.
Yi Xiaotang's eyes were also terribly beautiful, and Aunt Qing beside her looked even more like a ghost.
Everyone looked at the fourth-level master of the ancestors of the Nine-Rank Holy Land who was smashed and flew out.
For a while, no one spoke, no one moved. A young sect master who was eating the spirit fruit with relish just now froze there, and the spirit fruit in his mouth dripped on the ground, but he seemed to have lost it. Like a soul, not conscious.
"This is an illusion! It must be an illusion! It must be a brilliant illusion!" Suddenly, someone shouted.
Many people recognize this person. This person is called Bao Qisheng. He is a well-known formation master in Shengmo Dongtian. It is rumored that this person once obliterated the avenue of an ancestor’s fourth-layer master with his formation. !
"I said it was an illusion, an illusion!" Another ancestor master woke up and said, "In the Holy Demon City, what those people saw must be an illusion!"
"That's right, this Huang Xiaolong must have asked a master to set up an extremely powerful illusion around this place. Otherwise, how could he dare to wait for the masters of the Rank Nine Holy Land to come alone in a holy realm!" Another master shouted: "Some powerful Illusions can reverse yin and yang, the heaven and the earth are chaotic, and the fake can be confused with the real!"
All around, a master called out.
Some said that he came earlier, and even saw Huang Xiaolong walking back and forth many times in the surrounding area. It turned out to be a formation!
"This Huang Xiaolong is relying on the illusion to fight the enemy, what kind of skill! It's despicable! Shameless!" Some people even felt that Huang Xiaolong was using a sideshow, angrily, shouting that Huang Xiaolong was shameless.
Yi Xiaotang and Aunt Qing listened to the shouts of some holy land experts from Shengmodongtian, and they were all stunned, illusion? Phantom array?
"Aunt Qing, can you tell what this illusion is?" Yi Xiaotang asked Aunt Qing.
Aunt Qing stared at Huang Xiaolong and the space around Huang Xiaolong,
But finally shook his head: "I can't see it."
"Can't see it? Or not?" Yi Xiaotang frowned.
"I don't know if there is." Aunt Qing shook her head: "You also know that although Aunt Qing is not weak, her research on formation techniques is limited, and formation techniques rely on talent. Aunt Qing's talent in big formations is average, so I don't see it. Is there any illusion formation around Huang Xiaolong!"
"However, it should be there, otherwise, how could a holy ninth-level master be able to block a blow from a fourth-level ancestor of the ancestors?" She continued: "Huang Xiaolong should have a brilliant illusion formation around him, and it has reached the point where the fake is mixed with the real. the limit!"
After speaking, she affirmed.
There must be a brilliant illusion around Huang Xiaolong, otherwise, it is impossible to explain how a holy ninth level can stop the ancestor’s four-level attack! Otherwise, it is even more impossible to explain that a holy ninth level can smash an ancestor four-level master!
Hearing this, Yi Xiaotang looked at Huang Xiaolong's side suspiciously: "It seems that the person who arranged this illusion must be an extremely powerful formation master!"
Aunt Qing nodded: "That's for sure! It was rumored before that Huang Xiaolong's holy place in the sky, captured that Tang Long, Han Mo, maybe it was also through the formation!"
On the way, when they rushed over, they had heard many Holy Land experts talk about the Cang Qiong Holy Land capturing Tang Long, Han Mo, and Chu Yifan, and then annexing the three holy places of Tang Long.
Chen Sen listened to the discussion of the people around him, turned his head and stared at Huang Xiaolong with a cold expression: "Illusionary formation? Boy, I underestimate you!" Speaking of this, he gestured to Murphy and several masters around him. .
Murphy and a few people came to understand, Chen Sen meant to let them find out the master who arranged the illusion for Huang Xiaolong, like this kind of illusion, after it is arranged, it is the person who needs to arrange it. In Chen Sen's opinion , the people who set up the formation must be hiding nearby or some corner of this uninhabited holy place.
Murphy and the few Rank Nine Holy Land masters left and started searching.
After a while, Murphy and the others turned back.
"How is it?" Chen Sen asked immediately.
Murphy shook their heads.
After Huang Xiaolong smashed the fourth-level master of the first ancestor of the Nine-Rank Holy Land, he didn't make any more shots. Hearing what everyone said about the illusion, the illusion, he couldn't help shaking his head and smiling, this was a misunderstanding!
Chen Sen saw that Mo Fei and the others couldn't find the person who arranged the arrangement, his face sank, and he stared at Huang Xiaolong: "Boy, don't think we can't help you by relying on some kind of illusion, you'd better start from illusion now. Get out of the formation for me, then kneel down and beg for mercy, and release Hong'er, Cheng Feng and the others to me!"
"otherwise!"
Huang Xiaolong sneered: "Otherwise, ten thousand worms will eat the heart, hundreds of maggots will bite the bones, and ten thousand ghosts will invade the soul?"
Chen Sen was startled, his face ugly.
"Sect Master, let me take a shot, I don't believe that Huang Xiaolong can really use a mere illusion to block my attack!" At this time, an ancestor of the eighth-level master stepped forward and said to Chen Sen.
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