'This illusion has actually reached a level that only masters of the True Martial Realm can forcefully break through. This is just less than a kilometer deep into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons.'
Wang Xuanyan's face looked a little ugly at the moment.
Although he was confident enough that he could get a satisfactory answer from Lin Mo, if he couldn't even see Lin Mo's face, wouldn't everything be in vain?
After mobilizing all the intelligence systems of the Great Dream Demon Kingdom, Wang Xuanyan analyzed that Lin Mo should still be in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Demons after a day.
Even if Lin Mo and his party didn't leave any clues, some of the actions taken by the Human World Society would inevitably expose some flaws.
'No, I can't go any further. If I encounter an unexpected situation, with the intensity of the illusion now, I won't be able to escape at all.'
When seeking others, seek yourself first. Although Wang Xuanyan is loyal to the Great Dream Demon Kingdom or Huan Cangyuan, it is not to the extent of risking everything for the other party.
In a sense, the two are more like a tacit use of each other.
Just like Lin Mo and Ouyang Chili at the beginning.
When dealing with this kind of wise man, it is actually very difficult to regain him wholeheartedly, let alone directly increase the other party's loyalty to full level.
The smarter a person is, the more he thinks. Even Ouyang Chili's loyalty to Lin Mo is probably around ninety.
Therefore, Lin Mo would often use a dense network of interests and friendship to tightly bind his large group of people together.
In fact, Huan Cangyuan also thought of such a method, and even planned to let his daughter marry Wang Xuanyan directly.
But there is only one person's place left in Wang Xuanyan's heart, and no one can shake that person's place.
After all, no one can defeat a dead person, or in other words, no one can defeat the woman in Wang Xuanyan's memories who showed infinite beauty everywhere.
Immediately, Wang Xuanyan turned around decisively. As she gently waved the jackdaw feather fan in her hand, pieces of dark feathers suddenly fell down under the cover of darkness.
"Did you spot me?"
Mr. Xue, dressed in red, was seen slowly walking out of a corner. The yin-yang feather fan in his right hand had disappeared and was replaced by a blood-stained one that should have been held by his left hand.
In the blink of an eye, wherever the sword light struck, countless strange red lines suddenly appeared, and then merged into a strange bloody river, as if turning into a red shadow above the nine heavens!
Aoxie Sword Technique·A River of Blood!
And the seemingly gentle black feathers were like thousands of needles, suddenly attacking Mr. Xue's body!
Seven Talisman of Yin Fei·Ten Thousand Ren Thorns!
Mr. Xue's sword path changed again, covering his whole body with a long river of blood, preventing Wang Xuanyan's attack.
By the time this move collided, Wang Xuanyan's figure had disappeared.
'A good choice. The geographical advantage cannot be erased, it can only be reduced to the limit.'
At this moment, Wangxuanyan had transformed herself into a jackdaw, forcing her way through the incoming illusions and heading out of the Demonic Abyss at the fastest speed.
It wasn't until she saw the still dark sky and the bloody sun that was always hanging high in the sky that Wang Xuanyan breathed a sigh of relief.
'This method of communication is troublesome, it is not Lin Mo.'
Wang Xuanyan wiped the non-existent sweat on her forehead, her eyebrows already wrinkled.
I don’t know when a tradition emerged. When wise men of the same level meet for the first time, they don’t communicate through words, but have a fight first.
After confirming the other party's strength and sufficient qualifications, communication will begin.
But now if he was asked to fight against Lin Mo, even if it was Lin Mo's clone, he felt that he had no chance of winning.
Others may not have a general understanding of Lin Mo's comprehensive strength.
But as one of the five wise men in the world, Wang Xuanyan deeply understands that the most dangerous person in this era is Lin Mo.
Therefore, Lin Mo's information has long been forgotten. Xuan Yan collected as much as possible in various ways.
But just like that, he realized that the strength of Lin Mo's clone was almost the same as his own, and his chance of winning against Lin Mo was zero.
This also means that this time he may not even have the most basic right to speak.
Looking at the snowflakes falling from the sky at an unknown time, Wang Xuanyan looked slightly startled, because there was no winter in the demon world, and there was no snow either.
Immediately, his body was completely broken into pieces, turning into several jackdaws and flying rapidly in all directions!
At this moment, the seemingly crystal clear and quiet white snow suddenly surged, and a sudden strong wind swept in, smashing the two slower jackdaws into pieces.
Guigu Taoism·Flying Snow.
I saw Mr. Xue walking out of the darkness step by step. The moment he raised his left hand and held it gently, the snowflakes had dissipated and the storm had stopped.
He looked towards the deserted place and said in a deep voice:
"Those jackdaws that flew away are the fake bodies you condensed with magic. You shouldn't think that you can deceive me like this.
I'm curious as to what gave you enough courage and confidence to stay here."
Pieces of black feathers fell down, and a human figure was slowly pieced together in the open space. Wang Xuanyan's face was a little pale, but her expression was very calm.
"I suddenly realized that if you want to kill me, you only need one move.
So why should I run away?"
Mr. Blood's expression did not change at all, like a cold statue.
"Then I don't want you to do anything stupid next.
If I don’t kill you, it doesn’t mean you have to do it.”
"This feeling... If Ouyang Chili is a ball of aggressive red flames, then you are a thunder disaster that will fall from the sky at any time."
Wang Xuanyan smiled bitterly, knowing that all his previous preparations were in vain.
The other party has sufficient intelligence advantages and natural suppression in terms of strength.
The strongest expert on his side is still trapped in Wuxia Mountain, and he has to be a referee, which is of no use and will cause a lot of trouble in the future.
From the beginning, the Great Dream Demon Kingdom had no other choice. If it weren't for the strength of Zunhuangtian and the Demon Lord, it would not only be the Evil Eye Demon Kingdom and the Bloodless Frontier Dynasty that would be attacked this time.
Then Wang Xuanyan adjusted her mentality, took a deep breath and said directly:
"The Great Dream Demon will dispatch all the secret agents placed in the Fierce Eye Demon Kingdom and the Bloodless Frontier Dynasty.
We will also share half of the pressure from Zheng Huangtian and the Demon Lord afterwards."
Mr. Xue was silent for a moment and said:
"You will receive half the benefits while enduring half the pressure.
This situation is one of crisis and opportunity."
Wang Xuanyan had completely regained her composure at this moment, waving the black feather fan in her hand gently:
"When you left the Dream Demon Kingdom, you should have expected this scene.
In other words, in the situation you set up, danger and opportunity are closely connected from beginning to end."
"Not bad." These were the last words Mr. Xue said to Wang Xuanyan. I don't know if he was talking about the previous reply or Wang Xuanyan.
But after the voice disappeared, Mr. Blood's figure also disappeared.