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Chapter 592 The Power of the Illusion Dzi Bead Part 1

Xiaofeng Mountain is a very famous mountain range near Feiluan City. The scenery in the mountains is beautiful and tourists often walk together.
At this time, Xiaofengshan was in a tense situation somewhere.
Qiuyulan and Lin Haoming were each standing on two peaks at this time, looking at each other from afar. There were still many people watching the battle in the distance, including a Nascent Soul monk.
The man's cultivation level is not high enough, but only at the third level of the Nascent Soul Stage. He is the lord of Feiluan City, Ye Hongying.
In addition to her, Meng Qian, who was previously buckled by Qiuyu Ran, was released, and was also watching the battle with the rest of the Meng family in the distance.
Lin Haoming was quite surprised that Qiuyulang had let the person go, and at the same time he felt that he should re-examine the woman. Although she seemed to be a little reckless in her behavior, that was probably her cover-up. At this time, Lin Haoming dared not be careless in the face of Qiuyulang.
Qiu Yulan was also cautious, and Lin Haoming seemed to have no regard for her previous humiliation at all.
A breeze blew, accompanied by the breeze, and I was ashamed to take the lead. A flash of inspiration in my hand, and several golden lights appeared, shooting towards Lin Haoming's key points in each place.
The Jinchuan Continent was extremely repulsive of demon cultivators, so Lin Haoming also understood that many of his methods could not be used. At this time, when he saw the other party take action, a light flashed in his hand, and a ball of gold appeared, followed by a long golden whip that cut through the sky and drew a circle around Lin Haoming. A layer of golden barrier emerged, and the golden light hit the barrier and was directly bounced out.
Lin Haoming then kept shaking his wrist, and the golden whip flashed with a flash of golden light, instantly turning into nine, heading towards the Qiuyu railing from all directions.
A jade finger stretched out from the autumn rain railing, and it seemed to be light and continuous. In an instant, the golden light shone with it. In an instant, a golden flying sword appeared and faced the nine long whips respectively.
When Lin Haoming saw that the other party could control hundreds of flying swords to fight each other in a blink of an eye, he secretly amazes in his heart that the autumn rain railing is indeed not simple, at least the strength of his spiritual consciousness is not as strong as that of the ordinary Nascent Soul Stage.
However, Lin Haoming was not nervous at all. His wrist shook again, and the nine long whips suddenly let out a dragon roar. At the end of the long whip, golden dragon heads were born under the light shining, and in an instant, the long whip turned into nine golden dragons.
After the dragon's head appeared, it opened its mouth one after another, and with a dragon's roar, a powerful golden light column burst out, and the golden sword that was directly bombarded and rushed straight to the autumn rain railing.
When Lin Haoming activated the long whip to turn into a dragon's head, a scroll was already sacrificed. There were hundreds of lifelike real dragons on the scroll. At this time, only the autumn rain railing threw out the scroll and continuously made magic tricks on the scroll. The real dragons on the scroll actually came alive. They first swam around the scroll, and finally, when the golden light was about to arrive, they broke free from the constraints of the scroll and rushed out directly.
These hundreds of real dragons not only blocked the golden light shot out by Lin Haoming's golden dragon, but after blocking it, they rushed up directly, forming a siege.
At this time, Lin Haoming could be sure that the powerful means of this Qiuyu Ran was really not comparable to that of ordinary late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. Just controlling these hundreds of dragons, I am afraid that ordinary people in the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul Stage may not be able to use them freely.
The nine dragons transformed by their long whip were defeated in just a moment.
As soon as the golden dragon was defeated, the hundreds of dragons rushed towards Lin Haoming under the control of the autumn rain railing. The momentum was so great that everyone watching the battle in the distance felt in awe.
With his strength, Lin Haoming felt that he could not stop him without using magical means. At this time, he could only dodge before talking. So he directly used the Fenghuangzhu, and a pair of wind wings grew behind him, and lightly dodged.
The opponent controls hundreds of dragons and consumes a lot of mana. Lin Haoming believes that the Qiuyu Rail cannot last for a long time.
Qiuyulang also seemed to see that Lin Haoming was going to waste with him, but a slight sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and then she opened her mouth and a bronze mirror sprayed out of her mouth.
As soon as the mirror appeared, it floated above the autumn rain railing. The light shone, and it instantly increased by more than a hundred times, and a milky white light suddenly spewed out.
The light shines extremely fast, but as long as the area covered, it seems that the air will immediately become stagnant.
Lin Haoming also felt that this strange power made his flying speed instantly slow down, and the light actually locked his opponent. The Bailong just stopped for a moment and recovered immediately, but he seemed to be wrapped in this milky white light, and the pressure became greater and greater.
In fact, the same is true. When the light shone on Lin Haoming, the beam of light began to condense, gradually as if the milky white light was aimed at Lin Haoming alone. Lin Haoming also felt that the pressure of this restraint was getting stronger and greater. If it went on, it would be difficult to move, let alone avoid the hundred dragons.
Under such circumstances, Lin Haoming didn't care about so many things. After a while, a crystal bead flew out.
After the crystal bead appeared, a flash of light flashed, and a crystal clear dawn suddenly enveloped the entire void, and in a flash, it even enveloped Lin Haoming and Qiuyu Ran.
When the others watching the battle in the distance saw the crystal bead shining, they immediately discovered that under the light of the crystal bead, not only Lin Haoming, but also Qiuyu Ran and the hundred real dragons disappeared all at once.
Qiuyulan felt a dazed moment in a while and found that she had returned to the Cailing Sect. What surprised her even more was that she had found that she had somehow become what she had when she was fifteen or sixteen years old. What was even more exaggerated was that she was still kneeling in front of a woman in her twenties, and the woman was scolding herself when she was a child.
"Aunt!" Qiu Yulan looked at the woman and screamed in surprise.
"Don't call me aunt, now I am your master. I'll ask you, do you know you're wrong?" the woman asked sternly.
"Wrong, what am I wrong?" Qiu Yulan asked differently.
"You are still stubborn. I ask you, why are you going down the mountain alone with your male disciple?" the woman asked.
"I, I didn't mean it. I thought there would be many people going out together!" Qiu Yulan was in a trance and suddenly realized that he had spoken on his own without control.
The woman's expression was a little slow, but she still said sternly: "You didn't mean it, but others did it on purpose. Fortunately, you're fine. What should you do if something unexpected happens?"
"Senior brother won't harm me!"
Chapter completed!
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