While the wind and sand were raging, the fourth-level low-level sand spirit finally hit Yun Xiao with a punch. However, this seemingly powerful attack was like a breeze blowing on his face, and it could not hurt Yun Xiao at all.
Every cent.
Wow!
A punch hit Yun Xiao's sand spirit, and an incredible aura seemed to appear on its body. Then its entire sand body quickly fell to the ground at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it was melted instantly.
"As expected!"
Looking at the broken sand on the ground, Yun Xiao finally confirmed his guess, because that thing was not the fourth-level low-level supernatural spirit he had thought before, but just an illusion.
The great thing about this kind of illusion is that when you see something and you think it is a pulse demon, it is a pulse demon. If you think it is a supernatural spirit, then it is a supernatural spirit.
Yun Xiao had previously thought that the phantom was a fourth-level low-level foreign spirit, so the phantom took advantage of its trick and regarded himself as a tyrannical foreign spirit.
Moreover, this kind of illusion will adjust its strength at will according to the cultivation level of the person who appears in the illusion. In a word, it will not be weaker than the opponent.
In this way, no matter how many tricks Yun Xiao had, he would not be able to defeat an illusion that was at the same level as him, and as an illusion transformed from his mind, his words, deeds, and actions would naturally not be able to escape.
.
This is also the reason why Yun Xiao became more and more aggrieved just now, and felt more and more that his thoughts were being seen through by the sand spirit. They were originally his own thoughts, so of course they had to be seen through.
Yun Xiao came from the Nine Layers of Longxiao in his previous life. The reason why he ignored this at first was because he believed that this kind of phantom formation was impossible to appear in this small Hidden Dragon Continent. It required extremely powerful soul power, and
Only extremely special formations can be used.
But it turned out that Yun Xiao still underestimated the magic of Jiulong Continent. Even if he was the Dragon Sky God of War in his previous life, it was impossible for him to know everything, so he almost fell into trouble.
But now that he had recognized that it was his own illusion, Yun Xiao simply gave it a try. After the aura from his body converged, the illusion had no use and turned back into pieces of sand on its own.
This was just a small episode. Apart from consuming some of Yun Xiao's pulse energy, it did not cause much harm to him. However, when this kind of illusory formation trapped some low-level cultivators, could they do this?
If you have the insight and courage, that may not necessarily be the case.
Just kidding, when facing a foreign spirit of the same level as yourself, even if you suspect that it is just an illusion, you probably don’t dare to let that extremely real blow hit you, just in case it is not an illusion but real.
Well, wouldn't it be that he was going to die a violent death?
All of this was made possible by Yun Xiao's strong confidence. He retracted his gaze from the broken sand and without any hesitation, once again used the power of his soul to move towards the correct direction in the induction.
laugh……
When Yun Xiao walked forward for about half a stick of incense, a powerful sound of breaking wind suddenly came from the wind and sand again, causing his expression to change, and a hint of disdain rose again.
"Come again?"
Yun Xiao made a sound in his mouth, but he was 80% sure that it was his illusion again, but he still avoided the blow. Without 100% certainty, he would not take the risk.
"Um?"
Yun Xiao, who was avoiding the left side, caught a glimpse of a shadow passing by him from the corner of his eye. His heart suddenly moved. After he calmed down, he turned his head directly.
"This figure, this spear..."
Yun Xiao turned around, his eyes fixed on the figure that missed the hit. This time, the figure no longer looked like a strange Pulse Demon, but a domineering human figure holding a long spear.
"Cang Long Emperor..."
For some reason, Yun Xiao saw a familiar shadow on the figure whose face he couldn't see clearly, and on the domineering spear, and a murmur spewed out of his mouth involuntarily.
In Yun Xiao's previous life, he was even the Dragon Sky God of War of the Nine-Layer Dragon Sky, but because of his great achievements, he was shot through the chest by the Canglong Emperor, the controller of the Nine-Layer Dragon Sky who he regarded as his elder brother.
However, what pained Longxiao God of War the most was his wife's betrayal. Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly turned. Sure enough, in a certain direction, a graceful and blurry figure, but one that was familiar to his bones, appeared in front of him.
In sight.
"Why? Why do you still refuse to let me go even though I have fled to Qianlong Continent?"
When Yun Xiao saw that vague and graceful figure, his calm and composed mind finally exploded. Even though he knew deep down in his heart that it was just an illusion, an illusory figure transformed by the formation, but he
I just can't control it.
In Yun Xiao's heart, there are two things that are absolutely impossible to let go of. One is the tragic death of Longxiao God of War in the previous life, and the death of Yun Xiao's mother and sister in this life.
Perhaps these two things have always been the deepest pain in Yun Xiao's heart, but this illusory formation had some kind of power that forcibly tore open his scars that were gradually healing. How could he bear it?
"Are you going to betray me again and kill me again? Then come on! Come on!"
Yun Xiao seemed to have fallen into a kind of madness. For a moment, there was no breath in his body, and he felt that everything was in vain. Perhaps only death can achieve complete relief.
Yun Xiao, who looked like a madman, had no intention of resisting. The Ancient Dragon Control Technique also stopped operating, and even his eyes became a little gray.
Faced with Yun Xiao's state, the sturdy figure holding a spear didn't hesitate at all. He rushed out, and the tip of the spear accurately pierced Yun Xiao's chest.
A magical scene appeared. When the seemingly powerful spear tip hit Yun Xiao's chest, it seemed to turn into liquid, from the spear tip to the gun handle, and then to the person holding the gun handle.
The palm of his hand turned into a piece of sand, without hurting Yun Xiao at all.
At the same time, this sturdy figure also collapsed due to some reasons, and the blurry figure not far away also collapsed and turned into yellow sand all over the ground.
In fact, these two figures were indeed illusions transformed from the formation. If Yun Xiao stood up to resist, he might really be killed here.
However, Yun Xiao was desperate and wanted to die, but he actually saved his life, because he had no defensive aura on his body, and the yellow sand figure holding the spear naturally did not have much power, just like the sand spirit just now.
The bed collapsed instantly.
All the mistakes allowed De Yunxiao to escape. It was not until a long time later that he slowly came back to his senses. When he recalled what had just happened, his face still looked a little unsightly.
In this life, Yun Xiao was reborn, and the memories of the previous life have gradually become blurred due to the passage of time. Or maybe Yun Xiao is self-aware. Even if he hates the man and woman who betrayed him deeply, just because of who he is now
, and there is no way to take revenge.
This is the small Qianlong Continent, which is extremely far away from the Nine-Level Dragon Sky. In addition, those two are the controllers of the Nine-Level Dragon Sky. Their cultivation level in the third realm of the Holy Order is basically the same as those of the cultivators in the Qianlong Continent.
Unimaginable.
But it happened that Yun Xiao broke into the illusory formation at this time, and because of the hatred buried deep in his heart, the formation transformed into the two people he hated the most in his life, reminding him of the sworn relationship he had seemed to have forgotten.
hatred.
"Cang Long Emperor, Qin Wan, are you really so haunted?"
Yun Xiao took a deep breath, and a low murmur came from his mouth. The next moment, his eyes suddenly became a little firmer, and he said bitterly: "Just wait, one day, I, Longxiao God of War, will definitely
I will fight back to the Nine Layers of Longxiao to demand all this back from you!"
After venting his anger, Yun Xiao's state of mind seemed to have sublimated a little, and his soul power had become clearer. When he stood up, he had buried all his hatred deep in his heart.
In the next few days, Yun Xiao has been in this illusory formation, engaging in intrigues with those phantoms. However, after the scene that day, no phantoms can affect him at all.
Until one day, when Yun Xiao stepped through an invisible barrier and sensed that something was different around him, he knew that he had finally walked out of the phantom formation of desert wind and sand.
Although in Yun Xiao's eyes, the image outside was no different from before, he still had a feeling that he was no longer in the formation, and he should be not far from the final location of the treasure.
It's just that Yun Xiao, who emerged from the phantom formation, still didn't see a single figure in his eyes. He didn't worry about this. After all, after walking in the phantom formation for so many days, it's impossible for everyone to follow the same route.
Same thing, right?
"Hey, I'm Yunxiao, the mid-level spiritual level pulse treasurer!"
A chuckle came from Yun Xiao's mouth, and as his figure swept forward, some figures appeared one after another in several other places in the Gobi desert.
Among these figures, there were Yunxiao's "old friends" such as Biluo Xuanzhi, and there were also some faces that he was not familiar with, such as the head of the Zhao family and the Cao family.
It seems that these people all have their own methods and have not lost themselves in the illusory formation. With the arrival of these people, this area that has not been inhabited for many years has finally become lively. Perhaps in the past
Soon, there will be a good show.
And when these people were walking out of the illusory formation one after another, a special aura was exuding somewhere far away from here.
This breath seems to have an extremely obscure meaning of coldness, causing snowflakes to flutter down in the sky because of this cold breath. I don't know what this strange situation means.