Chapter 1848 The Ancestor of Illusion?

"What a strong coercion, protect the world lord!"

"Don't let this phantom snake hurt the World Lord!"

"This phantom snake, I think it is looking for death, it dares to exert coercion on the world lord!"

"Our task is to protect the safety of the World Lord, and we cannot let the World Lord have trouble!"

"That's right, even if we die, we can't hurt the World Lord!"

...

And at the moment when the coercion of the phantom snake spread out, the five hundred figures instantly exploded.

As they said that, they also quickly moved towards Mo Wentian's surroundings.

The aura on each body grew rapidly.

Looking at the phantom snake, the killing intent in their eyes was even more terrifying.

"I didn't expect so many people to die for you, kid!"

Seeing these 500 people blocking Mo Wentian's surroundings, a sharp expression flashed in the eyes of the phantom snake.

Even though he said so, at this moment, a touch of envy rose in the heart of the phantom snake.

She is the patriarch of the Phantom Snake Clan, but she knows very well that if something happens to her, the disciples of the Phantom Snake Clan, let alone stand in front of her, may run away without a trace.

Thinking like this, a complicated light flashed in the eyes of the phantom snake.

"You all back down!"

"Huantian's bet with her is not over yet, she won't do anything to me!"

Seeing these five hundred people crowding up, the corners of Mo Wentian's mouth could not help but curl up, and his voice became gentler.

"Yes, World Master!"

"Yes, World Master!"

...

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, the five hundred people pondered for a while, then turned and retreated.

"Boy, although your cultivation is not strong, your state of mind is not bad!"

"You have guessed the emperor's thoughts!"

"Although your cultivation base strength is a bit weak, it is enough to keep you to make this emperor happy!"

Seeing Mo Wentian calmly let his disciples go down, in the heart of the magic snake, a glint of admiration rose for Mo Wentian in front of him.

The next moment, the phantom snake's figure flashed and disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, the figure of the phantom snake stood beside Mo Wentian.

Twirling his waist, that lotus-root-like arm was also resting on Mo Wentian's shoulder at this moment.

"It's really hateful!"

In the Wentian Pavilion at this moment, Tianhu watched this scene, and anger arose spontaneously in his heart.

If she wasn't in the Wentian Pavilion, she would have come out long ago and started a fight with the phantom snake.

"Little girl, are you jealous?"

And at this moment, a deep voice came.

This voice was none other than the old man of ancient books who was with Tianhu in Wentian Pavilion.

"No...no!"

The old man in the ancient book did not say this, and Tianhu didn't realize it. As soon as the old man in the ancient book said this, Tianhu understood it instantly.

That fair and pretty face was extremely red for almost an instant, as if water would drip out just by pinching it lightly.

"Little girl, you can't trap this kid alone!"

A faint voice sounded.

The figure of the old man in the ancient book directly entered the ancient book.

"I can't trap it alone?"

"Brother Wentian..."

Hearing the words of the old man in the ancient book, Tianhu's eyes couldn't help being filled with mist.

"Boy, you said that I am by your side, will your little fox from the ancient fox tribe be angry?"

But at this moment, the phantom snake became more and more unscrupulous, and even reached out to caress Mo Wentian's chest.

The eyes looking at Mo Wentian were even more charming, and the waist twisted even more.

"Go away!"

The sound of shouting rang out, and Mo Wentian punched directly towards the phantom snake.

"Boy, don't be angry!"

"I can't compare to that little fox. My figure is stunning, don't you think?"

Seeing that Mo Wentian was about to hit him with a punch, the phantom snake twisted its waist, and the clothes on its body slipped off.

In that voice, she became even more coquettish.

"boom……"

The next moment, a loud noise came.

Mo Wentian's punch directly hit an ancient tree, and the ancient tree fell to the ground in an instant.

But when the phantom snake's figure reappeared, it was beside Mo Wentian.

"Boy, you are not my opponent!"

"Don't be angry, this emperor has taken a fancy to you, and this emperor will not take your life!"

The Phantom Snake looked at Mo Wentian, the charm in his eyes was undisguised.

"Phantom Snake, what you should pay attention to now is not the emperor!"

But at this moment, Mo Wentian seemed to have discovered something, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and his deep voice was extremely cold.

"It's not you who should pay attention, what is that?"

Hearing Mo Wentian's words, a trace of doubt rose in the eyes of the phantom snake.

"Bang bang bang..."

But at this moment, there was a sound of explosions.

I saw a figure appearing in the void.

This figure is none other than Huantian.

At this moment, Huantian has come out of the illusion of the magic snake, and the aura of Huantian is a bit stronger than before.

"Hasn't it been a quarter of an hour?"

An indifferent voice sounded, Huantian's figure flashed, and landed in front of Huan Snake.

"This... is this impossible?"

"My illusion is not just a layer of illusion, but a ninety-nine illusion!"

"A total of eighty-one illusions, how could you break my eighty-one illusions in a quarter of an hour?"

Seeing Huan Tian's figure appear, Huan Snake's eyes were full of shock.

The hands that were about to go towards Mo Wentian were put away even more at this moment.

Her heart was full of disbelief.

In her opinion, it is impossible for Huantian to break her illusion.

Unexpectedly, within a quarter of an hour, Huantian's figure had already emerged from the illusion, which was really beyond Huan Snake's expectation.

"Phantom Snake said long ago that you are not my opponent!"

"What? Are you willing to bet and admit defeat?"

Huantian looked at the imposing snake in front of him, and said with a curved mouth.

"Will you bet and admit defeat?"

"You... who are you?"

"Except for the ancestor of illusion, no one is my opponent in illusion!"

In the eyes of the phantom snake, shock was incomparable.

Her body couldn't help taking several steps back.

Looking at the Huantian in front of her, she didn't believe it at all. It was the Huantian in front of her who came out of the ninety-nine illusion that she set up in less than a quarter of an hour.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she would never have believed that Huantian could come out of her illusion in just a quarter of an hour.

"Illusion Patriarch?"

"I'm not the ancestor of illusion, but the ninety-nine illusions you set up are really bad!"

"If I hadn't squinted in the illusion for a while, I would have come out with just a few breaths!"

Huantian stretched out his furry paws, scratched his head, and said indifferently.

That appearance, it seems that the illusion, he didn't pay attention to it at all.

"Missed for a while?"

"How many breaths?"

Na na muttered to himself, in the eyes of the phantom snake, it was extremely impressive.