Chapter 4233: Psychic Magic

With his current perception ability, even a very slight and fleeting breath fluctuation could not escape his perception.

But he was unaware of the process of falling from the original palace into the mirror world.

This surprised him a little.

However, he was originally curious about what kind of cultivators existed in the mirror world, and even a genius of Luo Yang's level was so easily destroyed.

Now that he has come here, it is just right for him to figure out the situation.

"Buzz buzz buzz..."

While Fang Yu was thinking, a sound rang out in the hall.

He was stunned for a moment, leaned forward, and realized... this sound was made by the two rows of white-robed cultivators standing upright in front.

This group of cultivators seemed to be chanting some kind of spell, but he couldn't understand it at all.

However, in this sound, he felt a trace of cold air emanating from his head to his feet.

At this time, he did feel an inexplicable fear.

To be honest, Fang Yu hasn't felt fear for many years.

But now, listening to the group of monks reciting the spell, fear began to grow.

"This fear is not spontaneous, but imposed... Is this the so-called spiritual magic I heard about back then?" Fang Yu frowned slightly and thought.

At this moment, he understood why Luo Yang, whom he saw before, was so scared that his body was trembling.

The group of monks were still reciting the spell.

Fang Yu stood behind the stone pillar with a blank expression.

He was fighting the fear in his heart.

At the same time, he stuck his head out again and looked at the blue-clothed monk in front of him.

When he was outside, he couldn't see the face of the blue-clothed monk clearly.

But at this moment, he could see it clearly.

It can be said that this is the ugliest face he has ever seen.

It is covered with various marks, eyeballs grow randomly, and there are black holes of different sizes, and tongues or fingers stick out of the black holes.

In short, all the disgusting and terrifying things that can be thought of are presented on this face.

But Fang Yu just frowned.

He knew that this was not the real face of the blue monk, but an illusion he had after being subjected to the spiritual magic.

Or it could not be said to be an illusion, but a vision seen under the blessing of fear.

"Alas, I'm really not afraid, you can't force me to be afraid."

Fang Yu sighed, walked out from behind the stone pillar, and appeared in front of the two rows of white monks and blue monks.

At this moment, the white monks suddenly fell silent and stopped chanting.

The blue monk raised his head and stared at Fang Yu.

That extremely ugly face showed no expression.

Fang Yu closed his eyes and said, "Although I'm not afraid, I still dare not look at you, because I'm afraid I can't help but vomit, it's too disgusting."

"Buzz!"

As soon as the voice fell, the blue monk suddenly raised his right palm.

In his right palm, there was a dark vortex.

As soon as the vortex appeared, it immediately burst out with extremely strong suction!

Fang Yu's body was immediately pulled towards the blue monk!

He didn't seem to resist, and was dragged in front of the blue monk in an instant.

But at this moment, his right leg suddenly kicked out!

"Bang!"

This kick directly kicked the blue monk's extremely ugly face!

With a bang, the blue monk's entire head exploded.

And his body remained in place.

Fang Yu fell from the air and pressed his left palm on his chest.

"Buzz!"

The five-pointed star mark on the back of his left hand glowed purple.

The next second, the headless body of the blue monk exploded with a bang and completely collapsed!

"Boom..."

The whole hall was shaking violently, the ground collapsed on a large scale, and even the surrounding stone pillars had a lot of cracks.

Fang Yu turned around, kicked his feet, and swept his legs in a wide range, heading towards the row of monks on the left.

"Bang bang bang..."

Where his legs swept, the heads of the white monks exploded.

On the other side, the group of white monks were annihilated by his palm!

"Boom boom boom..."

Amid the explosion, smoke and dust rose up, and the whole hall was crumbling.

Fang Yu returned to the original place, clapped his hands, and then opened his eyes.

"The strength of the mind technique is indeed limited, not as good as the illusion technique, no wonder not many monks have mastered it until now." Fang Yu said to himself, "Such a technique can only be used to deal with those Tianjiao who are fragile in their hearts."

As he said, he looked forward.

He knew that he was now in the mirror world.

But even if he killed the blue monk and a group of white monks, he did not get out of it.

That means that killing these weird monks is not the key.

If you want to leave here, you seem to have to think of other ways.

In front of him, at the end of the hall, there is a white jade door, which can go deeper.

Fang Yu thought about it and flew towards that door.

...

At this moment, in the original hall.

Lin Batian, Han Miaoyi, and the monks of Miexing were still there.

They did not disappear, only Fang Yu disappeared.

The process was also very strange. When they came to their senses without noticing, Fang Yu disappeared.

Now, Fang Yu became the man in the mirror, replacing Luo Yang's previous position.

However, Luo Yang died tragically at the hands of the blue-clothed monk.

And Fang Yu…closed his eyes and swept away the blue-robed monks and the group of white-robed monks in an instant.

“As expected of you, Your Excellency. Is this the strength of the successor of the Ten Thousand Daos Demon? It is indeed extremely powerful!”

Mie Xing looked up at the mirror above, with an extremely shocked expression.

And Han Miaoyi was a little unhappy.

Why didn’t she follow Fang Yu into the mirror world! ?

As for Lin Batian, he narrowed his eyes and looked forward.

He knew very well that the restrictions in this palace could not be just this few.

“I’ll go inside.”

Lin Batian said, and flew forward.