The huge body of the giant bull that fell to the ground blocked some of the giant bulls. "Boom...boom..." Because of the giant bull, some of the giant bulls that rushed forward fell down one after another, causing the entire grassland to shake.
Immediately afterwards, blood spattered from the sword, and killings continued on the grassland. The murderous aura coming from the surrounding giant bulls put Ye Shaohan on the verge of life and death. His figure turned into a streak of blood and swept towards the giant bulls. Wherever he went, there was bound to be blood.
It flowed into a river, the roaring sound continued, and the murderous aura continued to permeate Ye Shaohan's body.
However, no matter how strong Ye Shaohan was, he was still only a ninth-level spiritual warrior. When a giant bull's horns passed through his chest, he realized that this place was indeed an illusion.
At this moment, the horns disappeared and the chest was intact, but the heartbreaking feeling just now lingered in his mind for a long time.
This is the illusion of constantly experiencing death. At this moment, Ye Shaohan finally realized why the children of the Ye family who entered this place went crazy.
In the terrible cycle of death, people with weak will may not be able to bear the endless pain and become insane even if they finally escape.
Time passed slowly, and the voice of the fire unicorn gradually disappeared. Ye Shaohan's ears were filled with the mournful cry of the giant bull and the collision of falling to the ground. Gradually, he did not know how many times he had died.
No matter how many times he died, he firmly believed that everything here was an illusion and tried hard to keep himself clear. Only in this way would he not fall into madness. Ye Shaohan's originally tough consciousness was also tempered and became as indestructible as steel.
Fighting seems to have become an instinct of his body. He can kill a giant bull with just a few movements, and his fighting skills are constantly honed.
The smell of blood permeated the entire grassland, and the originally green grass was dyed red.
Mountains of corpses were piled at Ye Shaohan's feet. He was dressed in a black robe and made a hunting sound with the murderous aura. Looking down at the tide-like beasts at his feet, a sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Shaohan's mouth.
Ye Shaohan no longer knows how many times he has died, but every death is so heartbreaking. He keeps watching his body turn into countless pieces and then slowly reunite. Even though Ye Shaohan experienced it in his previous life
After countless battles, I couldn't help but secretly curse the perversion of this illusion.
The endless death and killing constantly washed away Ye Shaohan's nerves, and Huo Qilin Yun's light and gentle voice sounded in Ye Shaohan's ears again: "Boy, this illusion is really perverted, but I found that you are even more perverted. If it were anyone else,
I’m afraid I’ve already gone crazy!”
Ye Shaohan, who had just experienced death once, once again grasped the iron sword that seemed to have become extremely heavy. His figure turned into a stream of light and rushed into the herd of beasts again. A war that was either your death or mine was about to begin.
With his shouts, the curtain opened again.
Constantly stabbing and drawing the sword, the iron sword in Ye Shaohan's hand was like the sickle of death, constantly reaping life.
It wasn't until there were no more giant bulls on the grassland that Ye Shaohan slowly recovered from the killing. At this time, his face was filled with a numb expression, and his body turned into a white light and slowly dissipated.
On the bottom floor of Qinglong Pavilion, faint light emitted from the surrounding walls, and a figure slowly emerged.
Ye Shaohan took a deep breath, then closed his eyes again, trying hard to expel the killing scene in his mind from his memory. When he opened his eyes again, the killing intent in his eyes had slowly receded.
In that white house, Ye Shaohan's eyes had returned to calm, without any killing. Only then did he truly realize that he had escaped from the illusion.
Although it was only a brief moment in reality, Ye Shaohan felt as if he had experienced hundreds of years of delusion. He shook his head and cursed: "Damn, this Qinglong Pavilion is really scary, no wonder those little bastards have gone crazy.
It’s the perfect place to create crazy people!”
Huo Qilin's old-fashioned voice came out again: "Boy, this place is a good place for training, but those little bastards from the Ye family are useless!"
Hearing Huo Qilin say this, Ye Shaohan was speechless for a while. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the snow-white walls in the room. A strange look appeared on his face, and he murmured: "This place is very evil. If you are not careful, you will die again."
You will fall into an illusion!"
Ye Shaohan raised his steps slightly and suddenly stopped in mid-air. A dozen places of whereabouts flashed through his mind, and then he landed at a certain point. His voice shot forward like a strong wind blowing fallen leaves. He suddenly pulled out the gun from his waist with his right hand.
The iron sword suddenly thrust forward, and the figure suddenly jumped back again. The whole process seemed extremely natural, as if it were made in heaven.
Ye Shaohan smiled helplessly, rubbed his forehead, shook his head, and said with a bitter smile: "Xiao Huo, the sequelae of this illusion gradually appeared. In that illusion, I was used to being on guard all the time. Now the series of reactions have become
With my instinct, if I had experienced such an illusion in my previous life, I would definitely have become the most powerful soldier in the army!"
"Look at how promising you are, you are still the King of Soldiers!" Huo Qilin burst into disdain, gave Ye Shaohan a helpless look, and said mockingly: "Boy, take a long-term view, we should go out, otherwise the Ye family will think you died in
inside!"
Ye Shaohan threw his arm helplessly and roared: "How can a sparrow know the ambition of a swan!"
Huo Qilin was speechless for a while. He had seen shameless people but never seen Ye Shaohan so shameless. He sighed that he was not kind to others!
Rubbing his forehead, Ye Shaohan glanced at the room again. For some reason, Ye Shaohan felt that the Qinglong Pavilion had always been shrouded in mystery, the mysterious sword and jade pendant, and the so-called Qinglong Qi.
...
The afterglow of the setting sun enveloped the entire Qinglong Pavilion quietly, and the entire Qinglong Pavilion suddenly shook.
The old man's face was shocked as he closed his eyes to rest, and looked at the dark Qinglong Pavilion door with a bit of expectation. At this moment, the shaking sound suddenly disappeared.
Ye Shaolan's pretty face turned pale. After a few moments, she still didn't see the door open. She couldn't help but feel anxious and sighed sadly, saying: "Elder, please open the door! Ye Shaohan must have arrived at the door too!"
Ye Shaohao couldn't help but flash a hint of joy in his eyes. He stepped forward and looked at the dark door indifferently and said: "Qinglong Pavilion stipulates that only the entrant can open the door within three days, or the elder can open the door after three days!"
This ancestral precept cannot be broken casually!"
Seeing that Ye Shaolan did not refute, Ye Shaohao was truly relieved at this moment. A lunatic was nothing to worry about.
A smile appeared at the corner of Ye Gaofeng's mouth, and he put on a hypocritical face on the surface. He said with great regret: "Ye Shaohan is a tough guy. I hope he can come out safely. I'm still looking forward to having a relationship with him."
Bet!"
In fact, Ye Gaofeng was already laughing in his heart. The boy who contradicted him became crazy. This was undoubtedly good news for him.
"There are hundreds of people who have entered Qinglong Pavilion over the past hundreds of years, but they all turned out to be lunatics!"
"Wrong, not all of them became madmen, but most of them died directly inside. Alas, this Qinglong Pavilion has ruined the future of many elite disciples of the Ye family!"
"Haha, it's not the elite disciples of the Ye family who are ruined this time! Ye Shaohan is just a loser!"
"Yeah, maybe becoming a madman is the best outcome for him!"
A burst of whispers came from the mouths of the elders around them. There was no trace of anxiety on their faces, but a hint of gloating on their faces, and they all looked curiously towards Qinglong Pavilion.
"Elders, please disperse! I'm afraid Ye Shaohan has already died inside!" Ye Gaofeng shrugged indifferently, with a hint of impatience on his face, and immediately turned around and cupped his hands towards the elders.
In the eyes of everyone, Ye Shaohan undoubtedly turned into a madman or directly died. They had already lost their initial patience and turned around to leave.
However, the next moment, everyone's footsteps stopped abruptly, and they all looked back in disbelief. A yawn came from the Qinglong Pavilion behind.
Ye Shaolan, whose eyes were originally dim, couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he murmured: "He's out!"
Under the gaze of everyone in the audience, inside the dark door, there was suddenly a slight sound of feet stepping on the floor. After hearing the footsteps, the faces of everyone in the audience couldn't help but change.
Change.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer. Ye Shaolan couldn't help clenching his fists and staring at the dark door without blinking. After a moment, his pupils suddenly shrank, his face changed slightly, and a figure slowly appeared in everyone's sight.
middle.
Looking at Ye Shaohan, who had a calm face, the breeze blew by, and the black robe made a sound, and the whole place suddenly fell silent. The elders who had previously gloated about the misfortune opened their mouths and looked at the gray robe in disbelief.
Who would have thought that after Ye Shaohan entered Qinglong Pavilion, not only did he not die as imagined or even turn into a madman, but his breathing was steady, his face was calm, and his appearance was neat, which was far different from what they imagined.
Ye Shaohan stepped out slowly. His face was still calm and he glanced at everyone casually. He nodded slightly towards Ye Shaolan and walked forward ignoring everyone. He ignored the shocked people and his subtle footsteps.
Bring the elders who were immersed in shock back to reality.
Ye Gaofeng opened his mouth wide enough to hold an egg, pointed at Ye Shaohan and roared: "Impossible, how can you be okay!"
Ye Shaohao remained silent, looking at Ye Shaohan's dark eyes and the sneer at the corner of his mouth, feeling dazed for a while. Ever since Ye Shaohan beat Ye Shaowu a month ago, he began to hate Ye Shaohan's smile very much.
Ye Shaohan glanced at Ye Shaohao's twitching mouth, smiled lightly, put his hands in his pants, and when he passed Ye Shaohao, he paused and said, "I disappoint you!"
Then he ignored the gloomy Ye Shaohao, shrugged, and said slightly to the old man around him: "Senior, I have kept you waiting for a long time!"