Beauty helps me achieve immortality

Chapter 210 How can a mere three feet of water stop floating clouds?

"Buddha, help me!"

Following the little monk's quick shout, the strange vision around everyone froze and shattered in an instant... The prayer beads danced and emitted brilliant golden light, surrounding the illusory sword-wielding figure, as if to imprison it.

The phantom of the mountain around Zhao Qing gradually became solid, protecting him.

The woman with the same face as Shen Su was still holding the sword with her back and moving slowly, but a slender jade hand suddenly appeared in front of her, directly penetrating the blockade of the rosary... and pointed a finger at Jiang Yuan's head!

"Ouch!"

A sharp tiger roar was heard, and Jiang Yuan's figure instantly stopped in the void, his face was pale and bloodless, and his face was full of horror.

The woman chuckled and said, "Kitten?"

creak...

The crisp sound of bones breaking completely shattered the last bit of hope left in everyone's hearts.

The monks in Fenghuang Tower are famous for their strong physical training. With Jiang Yuan's level of cultivation, ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators can do nothing to him!

This remnant soul could actually shatter his forehead bone with one finger...

A sharp murderous aura was revealed in Jiang Yuan's tiger eyes. The horror on his face turned into a fierce grin, and he said, "Little girl!"

The next moment, he ignored the injury on his forehead and reached out to look into the eyes of the female swordsman!

"clank!"

The high-pitched sound of the piano came from behind, making everyone's eyes flash with fighting spirit. A powerful blood energy spread out and instantly enveloped Jiang Yuan's strong body.

The thirty-six prayer beads of the woman who sealed the place evolved into a golden light curtain, covering Jiang Yuan's body... and when she touched his forehead, the illusory jade finger suddenly shattered!

Lines of array patterns that stretched from sky to earth filled the air, and the creepy murderous intent seemed to want to twist everyone into bloody mud. This killing array that covered over a hundred feet did not last even for a moment, but was all combined into a small array, fitting onto Jiang Yuan's bronze iron fist.

Three puppets protected Qin Chuxin, and an inverted mountain evolved from spiritual consciousness... fiercely suppressed the phantom of the residual soul.

The strange fragrance filled the air, causing Shen Su's beautiful eyes to lose focus for a moment. The three pills turned into powder, and all the powerful medicinal power gathered in Jiang Yuan's back.

The emerald mandarin duck jade turned into a stream of light and left this secret place in an instant!

The scene changed rapidly, forcing the remnant soul to retreat half a step. As her beautiful eyes regained consciousness, the Moon-Chasing Sword in her hand transformed into a stream of light that swept across her body...

The thirty-six prayer beads were instantly destroyed, and the sturdy severed hand was gently lifted up. The blue veins and blood mist on it seemed to have been corroded by time, and it had weathered into white bones before it fell to the ground.

With a swing of her sleeves, Jiang Yuan's body was blown dozens of feet away. Amidst the sounds of bones breaking, the killing formation suddenly shattered and turned into spiritual rain.

"The sword leads to the wind, and a single leaf tells the coming of autumn..."

"Is this the only strength of Yujing's disciples?"

Shen Su raised her beautiful eyes slightly, and lightly tapped her side with her slender hand. The true body of Nascent Soul holding a small sword appeared in an instant, and then rolled back to suppress Chen Changsheng's forehead.

Liu Zijing glanced at Jiang Yuan's severed hand, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

The blood and energy that originally enveloped this place all gathered in his heart meridian. The fluctuations of his spiritual power continued to rise, and in an instant exceeded the limit of a Jindan cultivator... Within a pair of sword eyes that flashed with a bewildering blood-red light, a dragon shadow was circling and swimming.

"Six feet tall!"

"Heavenly Fragrance Guide!"

"Heart-eating insect!"

As he blew out a soft sigh, Bai Wanqiu suddenly stood up, and the three strings of the spiritual harp under her feet broke instantly, emitting a long and resonant melody.

A rosary on the little monk's wrist broke away from the string and turned into a misty Taoist aura that protected Liu Zijing.

Although he lacked the witchcraft blessing of the Baiyu lineage, the spiritual power he exuded at this moment was already far beyond Jiang Yuan. Chen Changsheng's expression moved slightly, and his Nascent Soul flashed, and he threw the small sword in his hand, which grew against the wind... and was held in Liu Zijing's hand.

At the same time, seventeen puppets were spread out in a radius of ten feet, and complex array patterns condensed again, spreading towards the transmission array where Zhao Qing and others were.

In just a few breaths, everyone could rely on the transmission array to cross 30,000 miles and leave this secret realm.

However, the sword in the woman's hand had already slashed out...

With a clang, Liu Zijing, holding Chen Changsheng's natal spirit sword, blocked the Moon-Chasing Sword, causing blood to flow from the corner of the mouth of the middle-aged swordsman who had already suffered a wound to his Nascent Soul.

As Qin Chuxin's vast spiritual consciousness evolved, countless young men appeared out of thin air and surrounded Shen Su in an instant.

At this moment, Liu Zijing's figure was all around her, and she was shrouded in the bloody energy, making it difficult to distinguish between the real and the fake!

The woman's beautiful eyes flashed with thought, and the sword in her hand gradually turned into a stream of light, passing through the shadows evolved from these spiritual consciousnesses.

"Clang!"

"clang!"

"Clang! Clang!"

Chen Changsheng's eyes widened as he stared in disbelief at the figures who were constantly clashing with Shen Su. His Nascent Soul also grew weaker...

at the same time.

The young monk Yayoi crushed a jade slip...

The vast sky is filled with scattered clouds.

A building ship floated across the sky, with more than ten monks on board looking down at the scene below.

Someone murmured in confusion: "Where is this?"

"What a fast sword!"

"Is this true? Is this an illusion?"

"Who's at the helm? I need to get back to Wuya Peak to practice."

"Isn't that the little monk who stayed in Qianhuanzhou before?"

"The blood-stained monk... holding the Nine Swords' natal weapon, is this a martial arts demonstration?"

……

Shen Su slashed several phantoms with one sword, then raised her beautiful eyes to gaze at the ship in the sky, and said with a contemptuous smile, "It's just an illusion separated by who knows how many thousands of miles."

The little monk threw all the beads in his hand to the ground and took a step forward...

"May I ask, fellow Taoist, what is real and what is illusion?"

Upon hearing this, Shen Su's expression suddenly changed in shock, and he was cut back several feet by a sword.

But her eyes were still fixed on the little monk. She saw that the little bald head...had now transformed into a graceful young man.

His long hair was casually spread out, and on his spotless white robe, there seemed to be the shadow of a building or ship that flickered in and out.

The aura on his body also began to rise steadily, and the fluctuation of spiritual power instantly overwhelmed everyone else. Based on Zhao Qing's understanding of Si He... this level of cultivation should be above the level of God Transformation!

The man chuckled and said, "Yunhai Tower, Ji Meng."

"Thank you, fellow Taoists."

In an instant, the ship in the sky collapsed.

The shadows of the mountains around Zhao Qing completely disappeared, and the array plate in his hand also began to fluctuate with spiritual power, as if it had just been activated.

The long and lingering sound of the piano echoed in the secret realm. The song "Osmanthus in the Moon" was nearing its end. Bai Wanqiu's figure disappeared, leaving only the lingering sound.

Seventeen puppets were destroyed by the wind, and what they had laid out was not a transmission formation, but a soul-sealing formation!

Chen Changsheng's Nascent Soul held a small sword in his hand, and Liu Zijing's bloodshot eyes still flashed with cold light...

Zhao Qing's eyes widened as he saw the man in front of him with his long hair flying. He took a step forward and said, "This is an illusion."

Boom!

The mountain evolved by Qin Chuxin's spiritual consciousness fell down in an instant. Her beautiful eyes were full of horror, and she felt that time seemed to have gone back to a few breaths ago!

In an instant, the woman had an epiphany...all of them had been deceived by this cultivator from Yunhai Tower.

The ninth walker of Bodhi Tower has never been to Yongning, and everything is hidden between reality and illusion... I don’t know when it started.

Shen Su came back to his senses and chuckled: "What's the point?"

"The wind and fog hide, and we follow the moon."

A flash of sword intent arrived in an instant and slashed Ji Meng, instantly turning him into a blood mist.

"It's an illusion..."

Behind him, the young man's figure appeared out of thin air again. With a slight wave of his hand, several ships appeared, spread across the end of the sky, and crashed into Shen Su at a rapid speed.

Ji Meng waved another Cloud-Cutting Sword taken from the cliff in his hand.

He chuckled and said, "How can a mere three feet of water stop the floating clouds?"

The clouds in the sky seemed to have turned into a curtain, opening and closing as countless ships fell...

Zhao Qing heard Si He's exclamation in his mind: "What a mysterious illusion!"

However, before he could react, a buzzing sound filled his ears...

The world before my eyes has turned into a withered forest.

He silently lowered his head to glance at the transmission array in his hand, his heart filled with horror.

Did I just activate this formation?!

What happened before that...

Beside him, Shen Mo and Kong Yang were horrified and speechless.

Hong Ning had a complicated expression on her face, and her beautiful eyes stared at Zhao Qing.

Jin Yan'er pinched her waist with her slender hands and said fiercely, "Damn it!"

The green jade bird on her shoulder seemed to agree very much and nodded continuously.

Kong Yang exclaimed...

"The ship enters the sky mirror, the tent palace opens the cloud road!"

"The eighth person walking in the sea of ​​clouds, Ji Meng!"

Zhao Qing: ...

He remained silent, feeling that he needed some quiet time.

"The one playing Pai Gow with us wasn't Yayoi, but Ji Meng!"

"Everything is shrouded in his illusion!"

Jin Yan'er said angrily, "The eighth walking? Why do I feel that his cultivation level is several times higher than that of Sect Master Chen?"

Red Lemon's beautiful eyes closed slightly: "I told you it's an illusion, an illusion, an illusion."

Jin Yan'er's beautiful eyes narrowed: "Little bitch, you talk too much nonsense!"

"Que'er, let's go!"

A demonic aura filled the air, and a pretty woman with a hot temper jumped onto the green bird and disappeared into the mountains and forests.

Zhao Qing: ...

Why does it feel like there's something wrong with Hong Ning and Jin Yan'er?

He looked at Hong Ning doubtfully: "Has this banshee always had such a bad temper?"

The woman glared at him fiercely: "The people in Fenghuang Tower are all idiots!"

Zhao Qing: ???

In the end what happened?

I clearly remember that Jin Yan'er was very gentle... and she even let me ride the Green Jade Bird, right?

The Yin Hua in my mind trembled slightly.

Si He's pretty face showed a thoughtful look, and he said thoughtfully: "Ever since you met Yayoi... you should have been affected by his illusion."

Zhao Qing's mind raced, "Those rosary beads, Liu Pan's story, and the Han Guang Sword, are they all fake?"

"The Sword of Light is still there, but your perception has been completely distorted."

Zhao Qing was silent for a long time, still unable to sort out his thoughts, and his mind felt chaotic.

What happened today was already unbelievable. Not only did I meet Shen Su, but my perception was also clouded!

His eyes flickered as he glanced at the expressions of Hong Ning and Kong Yang.

There is a realization in my heart...the illusion that everyone is subjected to is different.

In his eyes, Jin Yan'er was extremely kind, but in fact, she was a female demon with a hot temper.

The illusion Hong Ning was under must have clashed with Jin Yan'er...

After a cup of tea, the emerald on Kong Yang's body turned into flowing light and flew into the sky.

Luo Xianning held the communication jade tightly in her hand and remained silent.

Hong Ning whispered, "When the five of us met him at the Changsheng Sword Mountain Gate, we were already immersed in the illusion."