In the spiritual world, Buglin and Hong Qingyan's resistance to this illusion is slowly decreasing.
The two of them have very high psychological quality and willpower, but day after day, in the blink of an eye, a year passes in this illusion.
Soon second year!
Third year!
The fifth year!
That kind of torture and suffering is simply not something ordinary people can bear.
Buglin saw that everyone in the Liman tribe had been raised like animals in captivity. Hong Qingyan saw the children of the Hong family being tortured, and his father and mother were in agony, especially the grandfather who had adopted him, wailing and crying all day long.
It would be better to die and watch everyone close to me go through inhuman suffering.
To be honest, this kind of constant suffering is really painful.
Even if it is fake, they know it in their hearts, but they will inevitably not be affected by it.
The Demon Moon Emperor's method is so defiant that even those who are not mentally tough will not be able to resist it.
"These two people have really high mental and willpower!"
"With the aid of artifacts, I have been using my Demonic Moon Illusion Realm Domain. I am still unable to destroy their psychological defenses for such a long time. I am really impressed!"
Emperor Mo Yue was also amazed in her heart. She encountered this kind of situation very rarely.
However, she is not worried, it is only a matter of time before the two of them fall.
So at this moment, she also used all her strength to use this illusion technique to break the psychological defenses of the two of them, using the weakest point in each person's heart as a means of attack.
Although it is shameless, I have to say that it is really powerful.
Ye Feng frowned. A lot of time had passed, and their expressions were becoming more and more painful. He could feel that Buglin and Hong Qingyan must have experienced something painful.
"Ye Feng, the Demon Moon Emperor practices illusion. In this magical world, her illusion is second to none and unparalleled."
"Coupled with the blessing of the Demonic Moon Artifact, the two of them will be defeated sooner or later."
"You'd better think about how to make a choice!"
"Would you fight us to the end, or... pay the price in exchange for those two people?"
Emperor Huomiao spoke, and he was very happy in his heart. Emperor Moyue took the lead, and they naturally had the leverage to bargain.
"How do you want to talk?"
Ye Feng frowned and couldn't help but speak.
Upon hearing this, Emperor Huomiao laughed.
"It's very simple. Let us go, and at the same time... promise to give us an earth dragon, so we let Hong Qingyan and Buglin go."
"I know they both mean a lot to you."
"One is your woman, and the other is your cherished brother. You can't bear to see them die here, can you?"
Emperor Huomiao is indeed shrewd, and he actually took up the idea of this earth dragon.
Hearing this, Ye Feng's face turned cold.
Of course he didn't care about Earth Dragon, and he would not hesitate to trade his life for Hong Qingyan's.
However, he did not believe what Emperor Huomiao said.
What's more, he doesn't believe that Hong Qingyan and Buglin will have any problems.
"Why, you don't want to?"
Emperor Huomiao spoke directly, with a cold tone in his words.
Ye Feng laughed and said calmly: "I have a better way to solve this crisis."
After saying this, Emperor Huomiao was stunned for a moment, but he soon understood.
"You...want to kill me?"
Ye Feng nodded, "Yes, I will kill you. Their crisis will naturally be resolved as quickly as possible."
"Now that things have come to this, Emperor Huomiao, don't blame me for being rude!"
Ye Feng originally wanted to compete with him physically again.
Of course, his own body is no match for him, but if he wants to kill himself, it is absolutely impossible.
So it’s perfect for practicing.
But now Hong Qingyan and Buglin are in danger, so he can only fight quickly!
"Ye Feng! You are too confident!"
"Do you really think that this emperor is afraid of you?"
After Emperor Huomiao finished speaking these words, he waved his hand violently, and the soul-fixing nail curled around in his hand.
This nail was extraordinary and had an extremely strong evil aura on it. Even from a long distance, Ye Feng could feel the coercion on it.
"It's a nice treasure."
Ye Feng smiled, but was still not afraid.
With a wave of his hand, he took out the heavenly oracle scroll. In an instant, endless fluctuations filled the air, enveloping the world between heaven and earth.
The extraordinary power on it turned into a huge space force, imprisoning this place instantly!
Even Emperor Huomiao looked embarrassed.
"Although I knew his scroll was very powerful, I never thought it was so powerful!"
He was so amazed that he felt the power of space that existed all the time around him, and his heart became a little solemn.
"Hmph! I don't believe that you can fully unleash it."
Emperor Huomiao roared, and then he threw the soul-fixing nail directly, turning into a black light in the air, extremely deep.
There was endless evil energy on it, dyeing the heaven and earth red, making the void tremble.
"go!"
He shouted loudly, and the soul-fixing nail flashed with a terrifying dark color as it blasted towards Ye Feng.
That sharp force seemed to be aimed at the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows. This terrifying and sharp meaning made his eyebrows sting.
Not only that, the thing moved very quickly, and with a swish, only countless afterimages were seen remaining in the void. When they appeared, they were only three inches away from Ye Feng's eyebrows!
Ye Feng snorted coldly and did not move. The blood blade behind him erupted with extremely powerful waves, directly blocking the soul-fixing nail.
But it can be felt that the bloody blade is no match for the soul-fixing nail!
Slowly, the divine brilliance on the blood blade slowly dissipated, as if it had been eroded by the soul-fixing nail.
"Emperor Huomiao, if you want to kill me with such a soul-fixing nail, you are still too fanciful."
When Ye Feng said these words, he waved the scroll in his hand violently. In an instant, the scroll directly condensed the terrifying power of pressure.
An endless space seems to seep out of this painting.
That power has endless suction power, as if it wants to suck in all the objects in this space except Ye Feng.
Emperor Huomiao's expression suddenly changed. He felt the power of the scroll and was a little shocked.
"What a powerful force of rules!"
"What exactly is this scroll? Why is it displayed? This whole world is imprisoned by it!"
"It's like... it has become part of its picture!"
"This shouldn't be and is impossible!"
He couldn't understand, but with an unprecedented seriousness on his face, he took back the soul-fixing nail with a wave of his hand, and then burst out with powerful force to tear this space apart!
The terrifying soul-fixing nail exudes an unparalleled sense of fierceness.
The power of taboo around him has really loosened.
Ye Feng also saw this scene and snorted coldly, with determination in his eyes.
"Emperor Huomiao, stop struggling, you can't break free!"
"Today, you will definitely die!"
As he spoke, Ye Feng's aura surged again, and endless fluctuations spread from the scroll!