Lin Tong's abrupt voice made the representatives of the Thirteen Sects stunned and confused.
Many eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng.
Zhao Feng has always given them an image of being cold and cruel.
What is unforgettable is the flowing green hair and the cruel one-eyed dragon.
Especially the latter, which adds a bit of cruelty and coldness to Zhao Feng.
And listening to Lin Tong's words, could there be something mysterious about Zhao Feng's other eye?
What's strange about this?
"As expected of the new star of the alliance who practices the Supreme Secret Code of "Tian You Tong"."
Zhao Feng's eyes flashed.
Facing Lin Tong, whose spiritual and mystical attainments were higher than his own, Zhao Feng was also somewhat wary.
However, this is the time to sharpen your "spiritual eye" ability.
Zhao Feng made up his mind.
Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Feng slowly took off the silver-blue eye patch.
Under the eye patch, there is a dull gray eye.
Everyone on the field felt a chill in their hearts.
But in the next moment.
Zhao Feng's gray left eye pupil was filled with a layer of green luster.
Gradually, those green eyes became like perfect gems, and the divine light contained an invisible sharpness that seemed to be able to penetrate all things.
Anyone who meets this eye trembles in their heart, and has the illusion that their soul has been penetrated, as if there is no escape from all secrets.
"Is this your spiritual pupil technique? We are indeed the same kind of people."
A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Tong's mouth, and the blood power in his body trembled slightly, whether it was excitement or uneasiness.
at the same time.
There was also a stir on the viewing platform.
"What kind of spiritual pupil technique is this? It has such strong penetrating power."
"It's a bit like the legendary 'Sky Eagle Eye', a secret technique, but it is obviously the same as Lin Tong, a spiritual eye technique based on the power of blood."
The high-rise buildings of Guyou Palace exploded.
They had never seen Zhao Feng's spiritual pupil technique before, and there were no consistent records in ancient books.
Tianyoutong
Lin Tong's black robe moves automatically without wind, and the mysterious invisible power penetrates the void, cold, strange, and pervasive.
The deep pupils were like an abyss, with a rotating red light spot in the center.
The surrounding area suddenly became a little darker.
Lin Tong is like the uncrowned king in the dark night.
Swish
Zhao Feng's mind flickered, and he had the illusion of space displacement.
The next moment.
Zhao Feng was in a dark space.
The place where he stood formed a black iron prison at a speed visible to the naked eye, binding him together.
A dark space.
Desolate, cold, and weird.
Zhao Feng was restrained in that black iron prison, experiencing unprecedented isolation.
In the dark space opposite, Lin Tong stood in the air, like an uncrowned king, condescending.
"The prison created by mental illusion makes the target's consciousness trapped in the environment and unable to extricate itself..."
Zhao Feng took a breath of air.
His body was still in the decisive battle stage, but his mental consciousness was trapped in this situation.
In reality, no matter how powerful he is, without conscious control, he is just a walking zombie.
"On the level of spiritual consciousness, the flow rate of time is different from that of the outside world. Your consciousness, bound to my Tianyoutong, mental illusion, will endure endless torture. Torturing you for a day, in the real space, only takes a few breaths.
."
Lin Tong smiled ferociously, and a spiked iron whip appeared in his hand, and he whipped Zhao Feng hard.
snap
Zhao Feng groaned, and a blood stain was drawn from his body.
Although this kind of attack will not affect the physical body in reality, the mental consciousness will be exhausted to the extreme and even collapse and coma after enduring endless torture.
"Ordinary people can only hold on for an hour. That girl Cang Yuyue actually withstood my torture for nearly ten hours. I wonder how long you can hold on."
Lin Tong licked his lips and whipped the iron whip with a thorn in his hand towards Zhao Feng with a sharp whistling.
Bang bang bang——
The iron whip struck the body, leaving a piece of flesh and blood, which was cruel and painful. For ordinary people to be able to endure it for a moment, it was already extraordinary.
How long you can persist depends on your personal will.
certainly.
Lin Tong's mental strength is not infinite. If a person's will can be infinitely strong, Lin Tong can be exhausted to death.
However, the spiritual will of people who practice the mystic arts is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Especially the powerful spiritual source, the energy is far more than twice that of the same level.
at this time.
Zhao Feng was trapped in a black iron prison and endured endless torture from Lin Tong.
First there were iron whips, then various other weapons, and all kinds of torture beyond human imagination.
"Cang Yuyue, a female prostitute, can persist for ten hours under such circumstances. It is really unimaginable. No wonder she can give birth to the seeds of sword intent."
From this, Zhao Feng thought of how terrifying Cang Yuyue was.
Under normal circumstances, even if one is in the Seventh Heaven, the consciousness that can persist in this space for an hour is already the limit.
But in this prison formed by spiritual magic, an hour in the outside world only lasts in the blink of an eye.
Therefore, Lin Tong's opponents were all instantly killed by "one glance".
Without being there, you can't understand the pain and taste.
"Your spiritual source is stronger than imagined. You can withstand such a violent attack without difficulty."
Lin Tong is floating in the abyss.
"Haha, continue."
There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth, and his blue left eye stared quietly at this strange prison environment.
"Okay, let's see how long you can hold on."
Lin Tong's attack power increased significantly.
Various weapons, knives, swords, sticks, flames, and hail, enveloped Zhao Feng in the black iron prison.
Zhao Feng remained expressionless and resisted all attacks.
He understood that these attacks would not cause any damage to the physical body in reality.
All of this is the essence of "spiritual illusion". It is people's spiritual consciousness that is weakened and harmed.
However.
Zhao Feng's spiritual source is so powerful.
In the space of the left eye, the small cyan abyss keeps extending and rotating, and the color becomes darker and darker.
The decisive battle stage.
Zhao Feng and Lin Tong faced each other from a distance.
Lin Tong's Tianyou Pu was like an abyss, with a red dot inside that kept spinning.
Zhao Feng's cyan left eye pupil is still sharp and bright.
One breath...two breaths...three breaths...
Time passes, obviously it is a very short time, but it seems extremely slow.
After taking four or five breaths, cold sweat broke out on Lin Tong's forehead. He clenched his hands and struggled slightly.
A side of the ancient Youdian Palace.
"It's been so long and you still haven't solved this kid?"
"The situation is not good for Lin Tong. This boy named Zhao is really evil and has an unfathomable spiritual source. So far, he doesn't seem to have suffered much harm."
The senior officials of Guyou Palace looked solemn.
Often, Lin Tong only needs one breath to defeat an opponent.
But the current situation is extremely strange.
Zhao Feng stood there with a smile on his face and his green hair fluttering, looking very relaxed.
Dark space.
"How is this possible..."
Lin Tong's face was filled with shock as he looked at Zhao Feng in the black iron prison.
He "tortured" Zhao Feng for several hours, and the other party was like a deep sea, resisting all attacks without saying a word.
Lin Tong felt as if his mental illusion attack was hitting a lifeless stone, and even part of it was absorbed by the opponent.
Zhao Feng's resistance to spiritual magic was extremely strong. The original man in the hat was almost swallowed by the intrusion of his spiritual consciousness.
Lin Tong's secret technique belongs to the category of spiritual illusion, which is not so intrusive. The focus is on illusion and trapping.
At this time, Lin Tong's consciousness was a little tired, but Zhao Feng was full of energy.
"Okay, that's it. I've almost mastered your mental illusion."
Zhao Feng's divine eyes suddenly flashed with sharp green light, as if there were invisible blades cutting through the void.
click
The mental illusion prison created by Lin Tong's "Tian You Tong" collapsed instantly.
The decisive battle stage.
call
Lin Tong panted slightly, feeling slightly exhausted.
Zhao Feng is full of energy and his left eye is extremely sharp.
"This...how is this possible...almost immune to my spiritual magic?"
Lin Tong's face was full of horror and his words were incoherent.
Since he cultivated the "Tian You Tong", he has always been invincible. This is the first time he has encountered a freak like Zhao Feng who is almost immune to spiritual magic attacks.
"Haha, it's my turn to take action."
Zhao Feng smiled softly, his blue eyes were as deep as a small abyss, spinning rapidly.
Swish
Lin Tong's mind flashed, and he was pulled by a tyrannical spiritual force.
The next moment.
Lin Tong stood on a sky filled with dark clouds, and the limit of space was the boundless blue sky.
"How is it possible that this is my 'Tian You Tong's magic method..."
Lin Tong exclaimed.
now.
The space in which he stands is the spiritual illusion space formed by Zhao Feng with the help of his divine eyes.
"That's right, your secret technique of 'Tian You Tong' has been learned by me and integrated into my secret of electricity. I was tortured by you for nearly ten hours before, so I have to pay the tuition fee."
Zhao Feng smiled faintly.
As soon as he finished speaking, dark clouds and lightning flashed in the blue sky space, and streaks of thunder fell from the sky.
Lin Tong wanted to struggle, but there were green electric chains all around him, restraining him, making him paralyzed and unable to move.
"Break it for me"
Lin Tong activated his spiritual skills to break through this illusion of blue sky.
However, Zhao Feng's spiritual source is very powerful. Under the control of the "God's Eye", this blue sky illusion is extremely strong and changes a lot.
"How could you have such a high level of mental illusion skills?"
Lin Tong was struck by thunder and lightning, his whole body was blackened, and he looked at Zhao Feng in disbelief.
Zhao Feng's mental illusion skills were no small matter before he participated in the alliance grand event.
This is related to the "Phantom Fish Picture" that he comprehended.
The phantom fish diagram is a phantom formation that belongs to the formation, and is essentially the same as the spiritual illusion.
Zhao Feng understood the profound phantom fish diagram, which made him as comfortable as a fish in water when it comes to mental illusions.
It is for this reason that Zhao Feng was able to learn Lin Tong's Tianyoutong secret technique in a short period of time and integrate it into his own.
"The blue sky illusion I created is controlled by the eyes of the gods. The illusion is stronger and difficult to break through. Integrated with the secret of electricity, it is more aggressive. Let's see how long you can persist.
Zhao Feng smiled coldly.
It seems that this is a battle of "spiritual illusions".
Zhao Feng came from behind and tied Lin Tong to the Blue Sky Fantasy Land.
Rumble——
Dark clouds, thunder and lightning, and violent storms all bombarded Lin Tong with endless force.
An hour later.
Lin Tong was in a state of disarray, unable to resist, and his consciousness was almost blurred.
Swish
The decisive battle stage.
"thump"
Lin Tong was half-kneeling on the ground, dripping with cold sweat, looking pale and weak.