In the Holy Fire Palace, Yan Wujin, who looked crazy, laughed wildly and used his fighting spirit to detonate the source of the black fire behind him, shouting:
"Follow me, the Black Fire Cult, to hell, hahahaha..."
I saw the bloody fighting energy hitting the black fire origin wrapped in crystals, making a moderate roar, and then... nothing more.
"Ha ha ha ha?"
Yan Wujin's wild laughter gradually became smaller as time passed, and finally stopped completely.
For a moment, the entire Holy Fire Palace was silent, without any sound, and there was no trace of the promised star-level forbidden spell-level explosion. The atmosphere in the venue suddenly became awkward...
Yan Wujin stared blankly at the black fire source that shattered like fireworks, his eyes filled with disbelief.
"What...what's going on?"
It makes no sense. The origin of the Black Fire has been exerted by successive leaders with a lot of energy and law. Logically speaking, it can explode with the power of the Starfall-level forbidden curse by detonating it with one's own fighting spirit. How could it be just... broken?
"You! What did you do?"
Yan Wujin woke up suddenly, vaguely seemed to feel something strange, and shouted angrily at Feng Zichen.
The so-called "look of horror" that originally appeared on Feng Zichen has long since disappeared. His face still has that calm expression, and a pair of Mangekyo Sharingan eyes reveal a playful smile:
"Haha... have you finally discovered it? You are really slow..."
Words full of mockery echoed in the Holy Fire Palace. Feng Zichen smiled, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers crisply:
"Snapped……"
Yan Wujin's spirit was shaken, and he suddenly felt that cracks appeared in the world in front of him, like a broken mirror, shattering suddenly, revealing the hidden reality under the mirror.
Yan Wujin's face suddenly became very ugly when he returned to reality. He didn't know when he walked to the pillar dozens of steps away from the source of the black fire in the center of the Holy Fire Palace. There was a broken magic crystal lamp under his feet. It looked like
It was broken by his own bloody fighting spirit...
Turning around suddenly, Yan Wujin saw Feng Zichen in front of the real black fire source crystal, and he still didn't know what was going on?
"It turned out to be...an illusion? When was it?"
Yan Wujin's face suddenly became depressed, and his eyes were full of despair and silence. Looking at Feng Zichen who put his hand on the black fire origin crystal, he understood that in his current state, he wanted to get rid of Feng Zichen.
The possibility of snatching the origin of the black fire from Chen's hands is almost non-existent, and his last resort to die together has also been cracked...
Only at this time did he become truly desperate, but Yan Wujin was still unwilling to accept it. When did he fall under that kid's illusion?
Feng Zichen did not pay attention to Yan Wujin's question immediately, but put his hand on the black fire origin crystal, put it into the system backpack with a thought, and then breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's too dangerous. I didn't expect the Black Fire Cult to have such a terrifying thing..."
Feng Zichen was sweating from behind. Fortunately, he was cautious by nature and used the illusion of the Mangekyō Sharingan to control Yan Wujin early, constructing a false world to replace the real world, causing him to make mistakes in judgment and hit the wrong target. Otherwise,
Such a deadly bomb exploded...
Feng Zichen was frightened when he thought of the consequences of that. It was a super-killing weapon prepared by the Black Fire Sect for hundreds of years. Its power was comparable to a star-level forbidden spell. Death was almost inevitable in the divine realm, but the divine power was blocked by this holy fire.
The forbidden air magic circle that comes with the temple is restricted and cannot be used. In this case, if it really detonates, Feng Zichen may really be buried with the Black Fire Sect...
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Feng Zichen looked unkindly at the leader of the Black Fire Sect, Yan Wujin, who collapsed on the ground. A pair of blood-red Mangekyo Sharingan eyes suddenly rotated, and there was another thing stored in his left eye.
A pupil technique was released.
"Genjutsu Tsukuyomi!"
Yan Wujin saw those strange blood-red eyes, and a powerful pupil power poured into his eyes, instantly making him freeze.
The screen turned and came to a vast world. This world was full of blood-red gas. Countless swords were scattered on the earth, and the air of murder was overwhelming. Looking up, a huge scarlet full moon hung high in the sky.
, exuding an extremely magical atmosphere.
This is the world of Tsukuyomi!
Yan Wujin was now tightly tied to the tall cross. His eyes were wide open, looking at the world that was changing rapidly. Was this also caused by that kid? His level of illusionist was unexpected.
Also so high?
On the Star Continent, in addition to orthodox magicians and warriors, there is also a lineage of illusionists, and illusionists attach the most importance to spiritual power. The strength of spiritual power almost determines the level of their illusionists, and some magicians have extremely high spiritual power.
He can also practice some illusions, so he is not too surprised that Feng Zichen knows illusions.
But the problem is that this illusion is obviously not an ordinary illusion. Even his strength in the late stage of the Holy Realm cannot escape. It is definitely a forbidden spell level illusion!
This is very scary. Feng Zichen showed perverted forbidden arts before, and now he can perform forbidden spell-level illusions. What kind of monster is he...
"Wow..."
Suddenly a large group of black crows flew in the sky, like a black cloud arriving in front of Yan Wujin. They combined bit by bit to form the appearance of Feng Zichen, with his blood-red Mangekyo Sharingan open and looking faintly.
Looking at Yan Wujin who was tied up, he smiled.
"Welcome to my Tsukuyomi world. Here, all space or time, quality and dimensions are controlled by me. You can ask questions as much as you like, and I can satisfy you. After all... no matter how long it takes here, the outside world is only
It only took a second..."
Yan Wujin was horrified when he heard this. Such a terrifying illusion could be cast by a magician kid. Do you dare to believe it?
However, the facts were in front of him, so he couldn't help but not believe it. Facing Feng Zichen, who was sure to win, Yan Wujin had a complicated look on his face. He was silent for a long time before asking:
"When did I fall under your illusion? I didn't even notice..."
Very unwilling! I almost succeeded. As long as the origin of the Black Fire is detonated, the Black Fire Sect will be destroyed, but Feng Zichen is definitely dead. It can be regarded as revenge, but it is a pity that at the last moment...
Feng Zichen looked at the unwilling Yan Wujin with a bit of fun, pointed at his Mangekyo Sharingan and said:
"From the moment I entered the Holy Fire Temple and you saw my Mangekyou Sharingan, you have already fallen under my illusion..."
Yan Wujin's pupils opened slightly, remembering the moment when Feng Zichen first came in, not only did she look at his eyes, but she also admired them. Didn't she expect that she would have been tricked at that time...
"The Mangekyou Sharingan? It is indeed a terrifying power of blood..."
Yan Wujin's tone was full of bitterness, but also envious. If I had such terrifying bloodline power, I should be able to lead the Black Fire Sect to a higher level...
It's a pity that even ordinary bloodline power is very rare in the Star Continent, let alone high-level bloodline power such as Heavenly Grade Saint Grade!
Feng Zichen was also very emotional. Fortunately, he was in this alien continent of stars. If it were the ninjas in the Naruto world, they would never look directly at the Sharingan, because they all know that it is an act of seeking death...
"Okay, you've asked all your questions, now it's my turn..."
Feng Zichen came back to his senses and looked at Yan Wujin who looked helpless. An iron sword appeared in his hand, and he slowly stabbed it towards Yan Wujin with his horrified eyes...
"ah……"
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Black Fire Cult Main Altar, Holy Fire Hall
"boom……"
A tall figure slowly fell to the ground, breathless, and it turned out to be Yan Wujin, the leader of the Black Fire Sect!
In the world of Tsukuyomi, Yan Wujin, who was already exhausted, could not bear it for long, and his spiritual body was completely destroyed, and his soul died!
At this point, the Black Fire Sect's last holy realm powerhouse, the leader of the Black Fire Sect, Yan Wujin, died at the hands of Feng Zichen!
And his death also means the end of the Black Fire Sect, a powerful force that has dominated the southeastern part of the Xingyu Empire for hundreds of years!
After all, the most important thing for a big force is its top-level combat power, that is, the strong men from the holy realm! A force without a strong strong man from the holy realm can no longer be called a big force on the Star Continent, and can only be regarded as an ordinary force.
Moreover... Feng Zichen will not let the Black Fire Cult rekindle again. The danger of this battle is not inferior to that of the battle against the beast tide. Faced with multiple death crises, Feng Zichen has gained a lot.
At the same time, it was also a rare test for his heart.
"Huh...is it finally over?"
Feng Zichen looked at Yan Wujin's body and breathed a sigh of relief. There were blood and tears streaming down his eyes from his pair of kaleidoscope sharingan eyes. That was proof of the extreme overdraft of his pupil power!
After all, Feng Zichen had used the Mangekyo Sharingan too many times in this battle, and his power was almost exhausted. Kai Yueyu, who had been trying to die just now, killed Yan Wujin. At this time, his eyes
It hurts like being burned!
Feng Zichen opened his eyes, and his heart skipped a beat. There seemed to be two double images in his eyes as he looked at Yan Wujin's body, and his vision was a little blurry.
"It's not good... I've overdrawn the Mangekyō Sharingan twice in just one or two weeks. Isn't it a bit too much for even my eyes that have been strengthened by the Mangekyō?"
Feng Zichen secretly complained in his heart, it was really fun to cheat for a while, the crematorium was blocked, it was fun to fight just now, but the consequences are really serious...
In fact, this is already considered good. In this battle, Feng Zichen used the ultimate high-level Susana continuously, more than ten times of Amaterasu and one Tsukuyomi. All of them were forbidden techniques that extremely consumed the eye power!
If it were the Weasel God in Naruto, he would have gone blind a long time ago. Feng Zichen has been able to persist until now with only a slight ghosting, mainly because he had previously integrated the Divine Power Kaleidoscope, and his pupil power has been greatly improved! Otherwise...
"Fortunately, the current level of myopia is equivalent to more than 100 degrees in my previous life, it's not too serious..."
Feng Zichen felt it carefully and breathed a sigh of relief. If he were to become blind, he would really go crazy. Feng Zichen, who was used to the light, could not imagine the dark world and did not want to experience it!
"Alas... the kaleidoscope is really a double-edged sword. You must use it with caution in the future..."