Chapter 2275 Thousand Eyes of Illusion

Zhang Ruochen looked up and saw densely packed handprints flying towards him. The space was trembling, the air flow was surging rapidly, and the power fluctuations were layered one on top of another. Like the waves of the Tianhe River.

The handprints carry dark power, which swallows up the holy light emanating from Zhang Ruochen.

"The attack that was just distracted is so powerful. Wujiang is indeed a powerful enemy that cannot be underestimated."

Zhang Ruochen seemed to be here to seize the Quasi-Emperor Holy Pill, but in fact, he had another purpose, intending to test Wujiang's cultivation level to avoid being caught off guard when they met on the battlefield of Huntian.

The great sages who can cultivate to the perfection of the Hundred Flails Realm within a thousand years are all extraordinary and have their own tricks. Even if the Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm despises them, they will suffer a big loss.

What's more, Wujiang ranks at the top of the Baiyong Realm Dzogchen Ranking. Zhang Ruochen naturally attaches great importance to it and does not dare to underestimate the enemy in the slightest.

Without a head-on collision with Wujiang, Zhang Ruochen used the Space Movement to cross the space and disappear before a hundred handprints fell.

Wujiang noticed this and was not surprised. He seemed to have guessed that Zhang Ruochen would use space to move to dodge. A cold smile appeared on his face and he said to himself: "The space controller is not invincible."

His lips moved, and the power of the curse suddenly escaped from his body silently, like fog, like cotton, like a net, covering the universe with a radius of thousands of miles.

For the Hades, the power of curse is their most fundamental method.

Just like: the sword of the sword cultivator, the devouring power of the Holy Food Flower, the knowledge of the Confucian and Taoist monks...

The mystery and weirdness of the curse can be compared with time and space.

At this moment, Wujiang was casting the "blood-devouring curse" in the power of the curse, which was a curse specifically used to deal with humans, Rakshasa clan, undead vampire clan... and other flesh-and-blood creatures.

Once contaminated by the spell, the blood in the monk's body will drain rapidly until he turns into a mummy.

Even the caster doesn't know where the disappeared blood went or who it was swallowed by.

"Wow——"

The space trembled slightly, and Zhang Ruochen's figure appeared. He was only more than a hundred miles away from Wujiang and Immortal Finger, standing in a triangular shape.

The blood-devouring curse captured Zhang Ruochen's aura and gathered it towards him.

"not good."

The power of the curse invaded the physical body, Zhang Ruochen's skin was sunken, and his body quickly withered and became shriveled. Even if he mobilized the holy energy and the pure fire defense, he could not resist it.

The power of the blood-devouring curse is pervasive, and any defense is useless.

"Just take your time and enjoy the pain of being devoured by blood!" Wujiang shook his head gently, too lazy to look any further.

In his opinion, killing Zhang Ruochen was only slightly more difficult than killing an ant.

Zhang Ruochen clasped his hands, his body shrank, and quickly turned into a small point of light. The light spot jumped for a moment and performed a great spatial movement, escaping thousands of miles away and escaping from the space covered by the blood-devouring curse.

"What a terrifying curse power. The curse attacks I encountered in the Kunlun Realm before are vastly inferior to Wujiang's methods."

Zhang Ruochen is not panicked, because he has long known that there is still a big gap between himself and Wujiang based on hard power alone. This time I competed with him for the Quasi-Emperor Grade Holy Intent Pill just to see how big the gap was.

His body has shrunk by less than half, and a large amount of holy blood has been lost in his body.

He tried his best to mobilize the Divine Fire of Purification and burn the power of the Blood Devouring Curse in his body, but the effect was minimal. The holy blood in his body was still being lost, and a strong feeling of weakness invaded the whole body, making people drowsy.

It stands to reason that the Purifying Divine Fire can break the power of the curse, but it depends on the strength of the Purifying Divine Fire and the power of the curse. A drop of water can put out a candle, but it can't put out a fire.

The same Emperor Flame-level pure annihilation divine fire has different cultivation realms and different numbers of fire rules incorporated into it, so the power it explodes is naturally different.

"It seems that you have to reach at least the Hundred Flails Realm before you can refine the power of the curse with the Divine Fire of Purification. Now...it's still a bit short." Zhang Ruochen endured the discomfort of blood loss while trying other methods to resist the power of the curse. .

The black-robed high priest Fulu nodded slightly and praised: "The Blood-devouring Curse is one of the six major spells of the Nether Clan. At such a young age, Wujiang has actually practiced it to the seventh level. Logically speaking, only the Nether Clan's Wujiang can Only a great sage in the upper realm can do it. A great sage in the Hundred Flails Realm who can practice the Blood-devouring Curse to the fifth level is already considered to be extremely talented."

Dan Shi said: "Don't forget, he is the disciple of the Dark Temple, and he has thousands of hands and eyes. In the future, his hands and eyes will reach the sky. With his strength, he is invincible in the same realm."

"It's a pity that in this era, a divine fetus of the universe and a divine bone of the innate emperor were born, and they were crushed."

"It is not wise for Zhang Ruochen to provoke Wujiang before he has reached the Hundred Flails Realm."

The black-robed high priest of Fulu said: "In a few moments, Zhang Ruochen should die under the blood-devouring curse. Well... now, they are still in the stage of seizing the pill, and they have not yet entered the hunting battlefield, so it is not considered official. At first, I still helped him, at least to save his life, so that the Blood Jue God of War wouldn’t have to deal with him."

The black-robed high priest Fulu was about to take action, but when he noticed something, he stopped and let out a light sigh.

"Wow——"

As Zhang Ruochen was suspended in the universe, a bright green light bloomed from his abdomen, purifying all the power of the blood-devouring curse.

Even the shriveled body recovered in an instant, and the skin became as smooth as jade again.

The green brilliance is the light of the heart of the sacred tree, containing infinite life essence, which is the nemesis of the blood-devouring curse.

In order to improve his spiritual power, Zhang Ruochen had long swallowed the heart of a sacred tree into his belly and absorbed the knowledge of the Yuanhui that connects the sacred tree to the sky. Unexpectedly, at this time, it actually played a role.

The blood-devouring curse dissipated, Zhang Ruochen's energy and energy returned to fullness, and he flashed out again, rushing towards Wujiang and the Immortal Finger Pill Spirit.

Wujiang's cultivation is profound, and he has suppressed the Immortal's Finger Pill Spirit, and is at the critical moment of collecting it.

Discovering that Zhang Ruochen had actually resolved the blood-devouring curse and was approaching again, he couldn't help but have a look of surprise in his eyes.

"Zhang Ruochen can actually resolve the blood-devouring curse?"

It should be noted that with the help of the blood-devouring curse, even a great sage from the Qianwen Realm suffered a big loss at the hands of Wujiang.

Thousands of miles around are enveloped by the power of the blood-devouring curse, and no flesh-and-blood creature can get close to it. Why can Zhang Ruochen do it? How did he block the power of the spell?

"Your blood-devouring spell is very powerful, but it's a pity that it can't do anything to me. Get out of the way immediately, or I'll take you too."

Zhang Ruochen held the purple gold gourd in his hands and stood under the immortal's finger, but turned the mouth of the gourd to Wujiang.

"Chichi."

At the mouth of the gourd, 36 million space inscriptions emerged, spreading for hundreds of miles.

Wujiang knew that the gourd was powerful and did not dare to underestimate it. He glanced in the direction behind him and discovered an asteroid in the shape of a boulder that was hundreds of miles long.

So, he released his mental power, condensed it into a big invisible hand, grabbed the asteroid from the air, and threw it towards Zhang Ruochen.

"receive!"

Zhang Ruochen gave a light drink.

Space collapsed and contracted violently, instantly squeezing the asteroid into pieces and putting it into the gourd.

The power of swallowing was not completely blocked, and still fell on Wujiang and Immortal Finger Danling, pulling them quickly.

"What a powerful suction."

Wujiang's face changed slightly, and he immediately released the power of darkness.

With his body as the center, the surroundings became pitch black, swallowing up all the power close to him. Looking from a distance, the area where Wujiang's body is located forms a huge black hole.

The black hole also emits a strong swallowing force, which pulls against each other with the force erupted from the gourd. It is difficult to distinguish the stronger from the weaker.

After putting the Quasi-Emperor Grade Holy Intention Pill and the Immortal Finger Pill into the gourd, the 36 million space inscriptions returned to the mouth of the gourd and restrained themselves.

In the black hole, Wujiang walked out and stood more than ten miles away opposite Zhang Ruochen, with murderous intent on his face and said: "Return that Quasi-Emperor Grade Holy Intent Pill, and I can temporarily spare your life."

Zhang Ruochen closed the lid of the gourd, stared at him with joy, and said, "I just want to see if you have any other tricks, just use them."

"Okay, you're the one seeking death yourself, you can't blame me."

The black electric pattern between Wujiang's eyebrows released wisps of electric light, slowly split open, and turned into an upright eye. Dense phantom lights appeared in the pupils, forming ten thousand eyes, arranged in front of him.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's consciousness became blurred, and he didn't know whether he was in an illusion or the real world.

He only felt that the world where he was was illuminated by ten thousand rays of light. Ten thousand eyes hung above the head like stars, and the aura emitted by each one was as terrifying as a god.

If it were any other monk, even the Great Sage, they would probably have knelt on the ground when being stared at by the eyes of ten thousand gods.

However, Zhang Ruochen held on with a strong will, his body was as tight as an iron bar, and he did not succumb to the world of "thousands of eyes and illusions".

"Not bad, your willpower is so strong, but it's a pity that your cultivation and mental strength are too weak."

Wujiang walked towards Zhang Ruochen step by step, his face majestic but extremely cold, and said: "You only have sixty-two levels of spiritual power, yet you dare to take the initiative to oppose me. Don't you know that with your poor cultivation level now? , when you encounter me, how far should you run away?"

Zhang Ruochen could hear Wujiang's voice and sense that he was approaching, but the eyes of ten thousand gods were locked on him, forcing him to fight with all his strength. Apart from that, he couldn't even lift a finger. root.

"Boom."

Zhang Ruochen inspired the will of the Immovable Ming King in the Holy Heart, slowly raised his arms, and the nine-story palace sky appeared above his head, fighting against the ten thousand eyes.

I thought silently in my heart: "Everything is an illusion. It is impossible for Wujiang to burst out the power of ten thousand gods. They are all illusions. We must overcome the illusion and find the truth."

…

In the Dan Qi river in the distance, Luo Yi, who had just received a King-grade Holy Intent Pill, happened to see this scene and was secretly worried: "How can Zhang Ruochen, a daredevil, challenge a strong man like Wujiang now? The spirit of Wujiang His strength has reached the sixty-sixth level, and he has defeated the Great Sage of the Thousand Questions Realm with his mental power alone. If coupled with his natural talent and magical powers, even the strong men in the Thousand Questions Realm will have to avoid him when they encounter him. "

Wujiang walked in front of Zhang Ruochen, stretched out an index finger, and spit out the power of darkness from the fingertip, turning into a black sharp blade, and slowly stabbed Zhang Ruochen between the eyebrows.

"Wow."

The space shook slightly.

"stop!"

Luo Qi used the great movement of space to appear on the opposite side of Wujiang. He stepped on circles of space ripples under his feet, as if he were standing in the center of a lake.

Wujiang didn't look at her, and said rather casually: "Princess Luo Ya, it's best not to meddle in other people's business. You can't stop me. Your imperial brother is here, so there may be some possibility."

"I'm not here to stop you, I'm here to save you." Luo Yi said.

A look of doubt appeared in Wujiang's eyes. He stopped the sharp blade in his hand, stared at Luo Yi, and said, "Save me?"

"The Battle of Hunting Sky has officially begun. If you kill Zhang Ruochen, you will lose 500,000 points. Do you have 500,000 points now?"

Luo Yi's beautiful eyes revealed a captivating and charming smile, and he said: "If you have negative points, you will be expelled from the Shuntian Battlefield immediately. Don't you want to participate in the Shuntian Battle?"

Wujiang hummed softly and said: "Now everyone is competing for the Holy Intention Pill, and we have not yet entered the Shoutian Battlefield. Is it useful for you to use the rules of the Shoutian Battle to suppress me?"

Luo Ji cast his eyes on Fulu, the black-robed high priest, and asked: "High Priest, if I seize the elixir, but other monks still want to grab it, or even want to kill me, is it considered a violation of the Hunting Heaven?" The rules of battle?”

Before High Priest Fulu spoke, Luo Yi said again: "Previously, the High Priest personally announced that the Battle of Huntian has officially begun."

High Priest Fulu smiled helplessly, and then his voice spread throughout the Dan Qi River, saying: "Once the pill is collected, it cannot be snatched away. Otherwise, it will be regarded as breaking the rules of the Hunting War, and the corresponding points will be deducted."

Hearing this, Wujiang's gentle eyes became a little fierce. He stared at Luo Yi deeply and said, "Okay, I remember! No one can ever take away what belongs to me. Hum. !”

Wujiang waved his sleeves heavily and left. A vast voice floated back: "It's not a good thing for Her Royal Highness to be too close to Zhang Ruochen."

"Thanks for the reminder." Luo Yi replied.

All eyes disappeared.

Zhang Ruochen recovered from the illusion, his face serious, and he was thinking hard about how to break Wujiang's move. Just like other monks who are trying to decipher the way of time and space, there is always a way to counter it.

The fragrant wind approached and floated in front of him.

Luo Qi, who had long flowing hair and was extremely sexy, glanced at him and looked at him from head to toe. He was relieved to see that he was not injured and that his mind was normal.

"I told you a long time ago that you should not provoke the top ten strong men on the Hundred Flail Realm Dzogchen Ranking for the time being. How long have you been practicing? How can you compete with them? They seem to be less than a thousand years old, but with the addition of the time formation During the period of cultivation, some Dzogchen masters in the Hundred Shackles Realm have been practicing for nearly ten thousand years. You have to break at least the first shackle before you can initially have the strength to fight against them."

"The vision of boundless eyes is very scary. Your mental power and sanity are not damaged, right?"

Zhang Ruochen shook his head slightly and said, "I'm just forcing him to use the Ten Thousand Eyes Illusion. Seeing it from the information and experiencing it in person are ultimately different."

"Don't you think that you are just looking for death?" Luo Yi glared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes.

"I've thought of a way to break the illusion in his eyes!" Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Qi was startled and said: "Impossible, the difference in the intensity of your mental power is too big. Even if he doesn't use Ten Thousand Eyes Illusion and only uses mental power to cast illusions, you still have no power to resist. Only my imperial brother's innate god Only with the help of the eyes and the power of the two living divine planets in the pupils can it be resolved. It is precisely because of this that my imperial brother ranks higher than him."

"That's not necessarily true. No matter how powerful the illusion is, if it is discovered, it will lose its power." Zhang Ruochen said.

Luo Qi instantly understood Zhang Ruochen's thoughts and said: "Do you want to rely on truth to see through illusions? But the gap in mental power is too big. Unless you have 1% of the truth and are the messenger of truth, you can only do it. "

“You don’t have to be a messenger of truth.”

Zhang Ruochen recited a sentence thoughtfully, then turned around, looked directly at Luo Yi, and said: "Just now... thank you!"

"Haha, will you finally say thank you to this princess?" Luo Yi narrowed his eyes and smiled like a little fox. He felt that he had gained a lot. Even if he offended Wujiang, it seemed to be a worthwhile thing.

Soon, Luo Ji put away his smile and said very seriously: "You must have a sense of urgency and break the first shackle as soon as possible. Otherwise, you will be unable to move forward in this battle of Hunter Sky."

"Yes, we really need to break the first shackle as soon as possible."

After Luo Ji left, Zhang Ruochen focused his attention on another quasi-emperor grade holy elixir.

That quasi-emperor grade holy elixir was being competed by three Great Perfection Saints of the Hundred Flails Realm, one of whom was the Great Saint Yanhong among the three candidates for the goddess.

"Perhaps we can try her methods again."

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In the afternoon or evening, there is another chapter.

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