Among the crowd, the shouts of killing are loud. The more treasures are snatched, the more excited they become. There are countless treasures from heaven and earth, and each one is priceless. Who can remain indifferent?
Fang Xiu watched as Wannian Chuan Ma Cao was snatched away by a half-step martial arts master. He had only one goal, which was to kill people and seize the treasure.
Simple and crude, without any explanation, the law of the jungle is the most balanced law of survival.
The blood gradually spread. Just like on the second level, the people around them had scarlet eyes and were fighting constantly. The number of people left alive was getting fewer and fewer. The number of hundreds had turned into less than a hundred.
, the scene was still very bloody and violent. After Fang Xiu killed the half-step Martial King, he cleverly seized the Ten Thousand Years Sichuan Hemp Grass. The bloodthirsty aura became stronger and stronger, and even Fang Xiu became extremely thirsty for it.
Blood.
"Is that Frongen?"
Fang Xiu couldn't believe it. He didn't expect that the master of Jiuhe Hall would actually have a treasure like Fulonggen in his collection. It was simply too good.
At this moment, four masters at the peak of the True Martial Realm also appeared together and stood in front of Fang Xiu.
"Get out of the way! Otherwise, we will be killed without mercy!"
Fang Xiu's eyes were cold, and the murderous intention in his heart kept rising.
"Dream! You want to steal something from us and you are looking for death."
The four of them looked at each other and looked at Fang Xiu disdainfully, with high fighting spirit.
"Then just go to hell!"
Fang Xiu raised his sword and rose up, slashing the Tyrant Sword vertically and horizontally. No one could stop him. Even the half-step Martial King could easily and viciously fall into his hands, let alone an ordinary person at the peak of the True Martial Realm.
Swords were flying horizontally, gold and iron were clashing, and Fang Xiu was still as if he was in a deserted place. He killed four people, causing them to fall over on their backs and scream in agony.
The Tyrant Sword was a heavy sword with no edge, and its momentum was unparalleled. It suppressed everyone and made them unable to breathe. They were all severely injured and died.
Fang Xiu held the Tyrant Sword with sharp eyes and high spirits. At this time, people around him were killing people constantly. He saw another extremely rare spirit bead. The energy in that spirit bead was invincible. After careful consideration,
Fang Xiu was shocked. It turned out to be a dragon ball!
"I want to order this dragon ball!"
Fang Xiu's eyes were killing, and more and more people fell in a pool of blood. At that moment, Hu Wei, An Seqi and others also moved forward bravely without retreating, and they were all red-eyed.
The moment Fang Xiu lowered his head and looked at the Tyrant Sword in his hand, his expression became extremely strange.
The Tyrant Sword...isn't it in the sword sharpening station?
Fang Xiu was horrified. In his eyes, there was only killing and violence. However, in a moment of realization, he could not imagine what he had just done and what else he wanted to do?
In front of us, apart from endless killing, what else is left?
Fang Xiu kept asking himself, he felt a chill running down his spine and a trace of unspeakable fear.
Fang Xiu was shocked and activated the five-color sacred stone. At that moment, a cold and thorough mental power poured into his body. Fang Xiu took a deep breath. When he opened his eyes again and saw the scene in front of him,
, everyone was dumbfounded.
The Tyrant Sword turned into an ancient tree, the Ten Thousand Years Sichuan Hemp Grass in his hand turned into withered grass, Fulong Root also turned into a dead branch, and the Dragon Ball he was about to fight for turned out to be a stone!
Fang Xiu took a breath of air and trembled all over.
He finally realized that he might have fallen into the trap of Jiuhe Temple. Everything in front of him was illusory, just like passing clouds. What they saw were also illusions. Wannianchuan Macao was
False, the same goes for Fulongen. These are the things he wants to pursue in his heart, so they will appear in his fantasy.
But at the critical moment, Fang Xiu realized that his Tyrant Sword was not in his hand, but was inserted into the sword sharpening table. Those so-called magic weapons were also dead branches, and the only way to sharpen the sword was to
Taiwan is real.
Moreover, the entire third floor was covered in fog and was all scarlet. Fang Xiu's eyes were completely blinded. Even though he had the strength of a sixth-grade soul, he was still involved in this seemingly chaotic situation without exception.
In the midst of a real and illusory killing.
"It's a formation...a phantom formation!"
Fang Xiu murmured that from the beginning, before they knew it, when they entered the second level, they were already surrounded by the illusion array. Everything they saw seemed real and illusory, unimaginable, and they used it step by step to seize the opportunity.
The desire and greed of the people of Bao are so fascinating that they continue to eliminate each other in the killing. Thousands of people have now become less than a hundred. The battle is still going on, and the killing still never stops.
If Fang Xiu didn't have the five-color sacred stone in his hand and the clear spiritual platform, he might not be able to break through such an illusion at all, because the illusion in the Jiuhe Palace is so powerful that even his sixth-grade soul cannot see through it. Even a strong man at the level of the King of Martial Arts
, and you have to get stuck in it and be unable to extricate yourself.
Greedy desire is a weapon for killing people, and if they kill each other, they will eventually turn into ashes in the Jiuhe Palace.
The formation in front has deceived everyone's hearts. They did not die in the illusion of Jiuhe Hall, but died in their own greed.
Fang Xiu's mind was unified and he was endlessly afraid. The five-colored sacred stone saved his life at the critical moment. If he hadn't retreated bravely and discovered the crisis in the illusion, maybe he would still be working hard to create an illusion created by this ridiculous desire.
, fight, kill.
In the final analysis, the Taoist heart is unstable, and the horror of this illusion is completely beyond Fang Xiu's expectation. You can imagine how terrifying this Qiu Jiu is.
Fang Xiu's Wannian Chuanma grass and Fulong root were all in vain, which was due to the greedy desire deep in his heart.
Fortunately, he discovered this scene early and escaped disaster. Otherwise, he would have been trapped in endless killings until he died of exhaustion.
Hu Wei and others are in such a state now. Their faces are full of exhaustion, they are constantly fighting and killing, full of madness and blood. His eyes are stiff, and they are constantly fighting. They are just like an emotionless war between them.
machine.
"Old Hu!"
"Lao Hu! Come here!"
Fang Xiu called out twice, but Hu Wei was indifferent. Now he was completely trapped in the illusion, and when he came out, he and he were completely in two different worlds.
"No, we have to wake up Lao Hu as soon as possible."
Fang Xiu frowned, stepped up, and quickly approached Hu Wei, grabbing Hu Wei's shoulder with one hand, but Hu Wei didn't seem to see his existence at all, and he was holding a storm battle ax and even swung it towards him.
.
"Your grandma's!"
Fang Xiu smiled bitterly. This guy was really jealous. The power of the five-color sacred stone penetrated Fang Xiu's palm and passed into Hu Wei's body. At that moment, Hu Wei's whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and he was stunned in place.
.
For a moment, Hu Wei's eyes widened and he looked at Fang Xiu, his expression slightly changing.
"Brother, why are you holding my hand?"
"You damn near hacked me to death."
Fang Xiu glared at Hu Wei, who frowned and was noncommittal. At this moment, he looked at the two treasures he had grabbed and turned into stones and wood. His face suddenly became extremely ugly. The people around him
, were still fighting fiercely, fighting each other, but at this time, Hu Wei looked around and seemed to have realized something was wrong.
"Brother, what...what's going on?"
Hu Wei couldn't believe it.
"my darling……"
Hu Wei looked sad, but he knew that things were definitely not that simple.
"We have fallen into an illusion. These people only know how to seize treasures and kill. They have lost their original intention. In the end, they will either be killed or die of exhaustion. Their desires have blinded their hearts. I am the same, if not
The five-colored sacred stone saved my life, and I'm afraid we will all regret it today."
Fang Xiu said solemnly.
"You really got the five-color sacred stone, brother?"
Hu Wei said in surprise, but he was still full of palpitations and fear. If the elder brother hadn't awakened himself through the five-color sacred stone and kept the spiritual platform clear, they would still be in the illusion and gradually die.
"These treasures are what I usually want to get most. It seems that all my efforts are in vain."
Hu Wei said with a sad face, there are still dozens of people still killing in the illusion, the scene is particularly fierce, just as the elder brother said, they saved a life, otherwise this illusion is really impossible to break through, think about it
Everyone's scalp is numb.
"Since the second level, we have already entered the illusion. The strength of Qiu Jiu's formation is indeed extraordinary."
Fang Xiu said in a deep voice.
The scene in front of them was completely dilapidated, in stark contrast to the treasures they had seen everywhere. The world in the environment was always beautiful, and once they fell into a beautiful illusion, their lives would also be ruined.
Harvested ruthlessly.
"It's not a good place to stay for a long time. I always feel like there is a pair of eyes staring closely at us."
Fang Xiu whispered, flew up, and went straight to An Seqi and Lin Zhongqiang. When the two were still fighting hard, Fang Xiu was pulled directly back to reality, and the two of them also had expressions on their faces.
Confused look.
"What's going on? Brother Fang!"
Lin Zhongqiang looked at Fang Xiu blankly, a little at a loss. He looked at the treasure he snatched from his hand, turned into rubble, and looked at the vulture with an incomparable expression.
"This this……"
"Are we trapped in an illusion?"
An Seqi looked at the dead branch in her hand, her pretty face was also full of shock, and the tension in her heart was self-evident.
She saw a clue. Everything around her was still so ghastly and blood-stained, and these people seemed to be like madmen who only knew how to fight. They were holding stones or dead branches in their hands, fighting desperately.
During the battle, people kept falling, blood flowed, and they were unwilling to remain silent until they died.
"Yes, from the beginning, I couldn't help myself. Fortunately, my eldest brother discovered the illusion. Otherwise, we would all die."