I asked you to go down the mountain and get married, not to shock the world!

Mingchuan was frightened and frowned.

"Something's wrong... Why is this fire so weird? Why am I seeing so many messed up things?"

Mingchuan gasped for breath and suddenly discovered a strange detail...

The pain from the place where the giant wolf had scratched him had clearly disappeared, but the claw mark in his sight had not faded away. Instead, it spread across the armor as if it had come alive.

The Blood Dragon's voice rang out in his mind: "Don't be fooled by appearances, concentrate on feeling! The burning sensation of these purple flames is fake, the real attack is in your sea of ​​consciousness!"

Mingchuan's heart trembled, and he immediately closed his eyes, forcing himself to ignore the burning pain in his limbs and the roar in his ears.

Sure enough, when his consciousness sank into the sea of ​​​​knowledge, he saw clusters of purple mist winding up like vines, trying to invade his mind.

"Is this an illusion?"

He understood instantly, "The purpose of these purple flames is to create illusions and take advantage of the opportunity to destroy people's minds?"

"Not too stupid," the Blood Dragon snorted, "but don't underestimate it. The illusion that can exist on the last floor of the Fire Refining Room is enough to drive those with weak hearts completely insane, and eventually exhaust their vitality in the fight. However..."

Blood Dragon's tone was a bit playful: "The fire in your body can restrain it. If you can absorb this purple fire and control the illusion in turn, it will be a great opportunity for you."

Mingchuan's eyes lit up, and when he opened them again, his eyes had become clear.

He no longer simply resisted the oncoming flaming illusions, but instead opened his arms and allowed a wisp of purple mist to float in front of him.

The moment the purple mist touched his skin, countless bizarre images flooded into his mind...

There were scenes of his parents' tragic deaths, scenes of him being ridiculed within the sect... and even a terrifying vision of a blood dragon turning against him and devouring him.

"Little tricks!"

Mingchuan let out a low roar, and the flames in his body suddenly erupted, burning all the illusions in his sea of ​​consciousness to ashes.

The wisp of purple mist let out a sharp scream, and a bit of it was actually absorbed by his fire armor, turning into a stream of cool energy that flowed into his sea of ​​consciousness.

He suddenly felt his mind became much clearer, and he could even vaguely "see" the weak points of the purple fire illusions.

"That's it!" Mingchuan became alert and took the initiative to rush towards the place where the purple mist was the thickest.

In the following time, he killed to his heart's content in the illusion.

Facing the shadowy figure of a sect elder who was several times stronger than him that appeared in the illusion, he used his fire armor to withstand the attack and smashed the opponent's head with one punch!

Faced with the overwhelming illusion of fire ants, he ignited the flames in his body, transformed into a fire man, rushed into the ant colony, and burned them to ashes!

Even those illusory shadows that could evoke the deepest fear in his heart were shattered by his absolute strength, and then the dissipated purple fire was absorbed!

Every time he absorbed something, his understanding of illusion became deeper.

Later, he could even briefly create his own shadow in the illusion to confuse the fire monsters.

Mingchuan was completely immersed in the illusion, and every fight was a progress.

He didn't know how much time he had wasted here, but the people outside knew!

They waited here for two days and two nights!

As they watched the moon and the sun pass over their heads in turn, they could not see the possibility that "Cang Ziang" was about to come out.

Su Hao's palms were sweating from anxiety.

As time went on, the excitement in Su Hongzhen's eyes grew stronger.

An unknown amount of time passed before Mingchuan shattered the last blazing dragon of purple flames, covering the entire sky and sun, with a single blow. Suddenly, the entire sixth floor's purple mist began to surge violently. All the fiery illusions vanished at that moment, leaving only the densest, seemingly solidified purple mist in the center...

Mingchuan took a deep breath and pulled out the Nine Dragon Sword from the storage space.

The sword hummed, as if it also sensed the uniqueness of the mist in front of it.

"Whatever you are, come out!"

He let out a low roar, and all the fire in his body poured into the sword. The Nine Dragon Sword instantly ignited with a raging fire, illuminating the entire dark space.

He swung his sword, and a flaming blade that pierced through the sky and earth slashed towards the purple mist.

There was a crisp "crack" sound, and the purple mist cracked like broken glass. Countless purple light spots flew away, and finally condensed in the air...!

It was not a monster, nor an energy core, but an ancient book the size of a palm with purple fire patterns flowing on the cover.

The ancient book was suspended in the air, and the three words on the cover were clearly visible - "Phantom Flame Sutra".

"Is this... the true form of the purple flame?" Mingchuan was stunned, then ecstatic.

"Hahaha! I never thought that after all this hard work, the end result would be a secret book!"

He wiped the sweat from his forehead and took a sip.

"I have to say, if anyone else came here, they would definitely be wiped out on the spot."

"These things in there are no ordinary goods... Every one of them has a higher cultivation level than me! They are all here to kill me!"

Mingchuan was shocked.

He deserves to be able to obtain this secret book!

When luck comes, strength must also keep up!

Mingchuan grinned, happily sitting cross-legged on the spot, quickly absorbing all the contents of the secret book into his mind...

Suddenly, a purple mist with a burning sensation floated into his brain, entering his brain inch by inch and began to plunder frantically.

Countless images flashed through his mind...

Various magic secrets and formulas were realized in his mind one by one.

This time, another two hours passed!

When Mingchuan opened his eyes again, he raised his hand and purple mist appeared in his palm, and this purple weapon actually created another scene in front of his eyes!

In the dark ocean, thunder roared overhead and schools of fish fled rapidly below. As the heavy rain fell, the waves of the entire ocean were madly hitting the sides of the reef!

All the ships passing by were destroyed on the spot!

The picture was so real that Mingchuan could even smell the rain in the picture, as well as the damp and salty smell of the ocean water!

Mingchuan took a breath of cold air.

"So strong?! I can even smell it, can I even touch it?!"

He tried it, seriously!

Even he himself was almost caught in the whirlpool!

Mingchuan quickly retracted his magical power, patted his chest repeatedly, and forced himself to calm down.

The Blood Dragon's voice appeared: "Yes, your determination is quite impressive. Otherwise, you would have gotten yourself sucked into this illusion and couldn't get out."

Mingchuan sighed: "Sometimes being too strong may not be a good thing."

The fallen dragon rolled its eyes inside him.

This is so fucking Versailles!

However, Blood Dragon did not respond like Fallen Dragon. Instead, he continued, "This illusion is not simple. You can even control the mindset of the enemy who enters the illusion space."

Mingchuan was lost in thought, remembering how he had clearly sensed at the beginning that what he saw was an illusion, but he could not escape from it, and panic rose in his heart involuntarily.

I even feel like I can’t defeat this illusion…!

It seems that this is what Blood Dragon meant by controlling the enemy's mind!

It’s amazing, this thing can even control people’s minds!