Yaoguang Fairy Path

A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd, his left hand behind his back, and said coldly to Long Xiangting, "City Lord Long, you should give us an explanation! Otherwise, the City Lord's Mansion will no longer exist!"

Long Xiangting's expression darkened. He turned to look at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice, "Master Ye, this was done by this bastard. It has nothing to do with me. Right now, I need you all to help me kill this evildoer and protect Longyuan City. Afterwards, I will definitely give you an explanation and compensation."

A melee was about to break out, and the cultivators from the four major families released their spiritual power one after another, and together with Long Xiangting and Long Qingyu, they besieged Long Wuji.

Long Wuji's red fog became thicker and thicker, like a blood-colored ocean, enveloping the entire Longyuan City.

His demon puppet was looming in the red fog, and every attack was accompanied by violent spiritual power and shrill roars, which made people shudder.

Although the cultivators from the four major families were quite powerful, they seemed to be somewhat overwhelmed by Long Wuji's crazy attack. Although their spiritual attacks were fierce, they were still unable to break through Long Wuji's red fog barrier.

Ye Shuyao hid in the distance. She looked at the melee in front of her, her heart filled with fear and anxiety.

The battle lasted for a long time, and the cultivators from the four major families had consumed a lot of spiritual power, but Long Wu Ji seemed to be getting braver and braver, and the demon puppet in the red fog became more violent.

Finally, in another fierce collision, Long Xiangting and Long Qingyu were seriously injured and fell to the ground by Long Wuji's demon puppet. Seeing this, the cultivators from the four major families also retreated, their eyes filled with despair and helplessness.

Long Wuji stood in the air, looking down at the people below. His laughter echoed in the red mist, full of pride and madness: "You all lose, and the entire Longyuan City will be buried with me!"

Ye Shuyao looked at Long Wuji's crazy figure, and a chill rose in her heart.

With Long Wuji's crazy laughter, the entire Longyuan City seemed to be under his control.

Although the cultivators from the four major families joined forces to fight, their attacks seemed insignificant in the face of Long Wuji's tremendous spiritual power.

One by one, the cultivators were swallowed by the red fog and turned into blood mist and dissipated in the air. Screams and exclamations rang out one after another, and the entire Longyuan City fell into unprecedented panic and despair.

Ye Shuyao suddenly received a message from the Phantom Butterfly. It turned out that the aftermath of the illusion had affected the Phantom Butterfly, and the illusion was about to collapse.

She was extremely anxious for a moment. Ye Shuyao didn't know whether Baili Lingfeng had successfully rescued the people. However, at the moment, she had no time to care about these things. She had to do her best to prolong the duration of this illusion as much as possible to buy more time for Bai Lingfeng to rescue.

She took a deep breath and tried to change the illusion again. However, she knew that if she superimposed the illusion again, not only would the duration of the illusion be greatly reduced, but her own state of mind would also be greatly affected.

The ground beneath her feet seemed to be shaking constantly. Ye Shuyao shouted anxiously, "Xiaodie, superimpose the illusion!" As her voice fell, the scene changed again. A red mist spread out. Long Wuji sat cross-legged in the mist. A deep meaning flashed in his eyes, as if he had realized that this was another illusion of Ye Shuyao.

"Another illusion." Long Wuji sneered inwardly. He had lived alone in this deathly place, Longyuan City, for a long time, so Ye Shuyao's illusion wasn't surprising to him. He had already experienced a past life in an illusion once before, so facing it again, he felt no wavering.

He closed his eyes, no longer paying attention to this empty illusion.

He didn't realize that in the illusion, Ye Shuyao's appearance was as beautiful as a dream.