Defying the Martial Way to Burn the Heavens

The Lord of Thousand Illusions was unimaginably fast. Both Zuo Feng and Amber were concentrating, but the other party made almost no sound and his aura was completely restrained. Amber was not aware of the Lord of Thousand Illusions who was already close at hand.

Generally, warriors in the Qi Sensing stage cannot catch warriors in the Divine Mind stage approaching from behind, but Zuo Feng has the power of telepathy. The figure of the Lord of Thousand Illusions was difficult to catch with both eyes, but Zuo Feng had already taken the lead in noticing its arrival.

Zuo Feng quickly judged that he had no time to reach the formation, so Zuo Feng decisively sent Amber out.

In fact, if the Lord of Qianhuan wanted to deal with Amber at this time, even if Zuo Feng sent him away first, there would be no way he could escape. But Zuo Feng knew that the other party was coming for him, so as long as he didn't run away, the other party wouldn't deliberately target Amber.

Seeing Amber falling into the formation, Zuo Feng gritted his teeth and turned around, when he saw a petite black shadow approaching. The appearance of the Lord of Thousand Illusions was completely covered, and it was impossible to see the other party's expression, but his aura contained unconcealable murderous intent.

Zuo Feng's heart was already cold, but at this critical moment of life and death, he still did not hesitate to use all his strength to resist, but the result was already obvious.

At the moment when the Lord of Thousand Illusions rushed towards Zuo Feng with anger, at such a close distance, the Lord of Thousand Illusions stopped strangely.

He didn't take any action, he just stared blankly at Zuo Feng in front of him. To be more precise, his eyes were fixed on Zuo Feng's eyes for an instant. Zuo Feng's appearance was different from before, but his gaze did not change much. It was this gaze that seemed to stimulate the Lord of Thousand Illusions.

The Lord of Thousand Illusions stopped at this moment, but Zuo Feng had already taken action, and even if he wanted to stop, he could no longer do so. In fact, Zuo Feng was not ready to stop. With the methods of the Lord of Thousand Illusions, killing him did not necessarily require direct action, it might just be done with a thought.

Until the moment when Zuo Feng's palms were really close to the opponent and directly hit the opponent's body, Zuo Feng still had an extremely unreal feeling. What Zuo Feng couldn't imagine even more was that the opponent's body was not as strong as imagined, or it could be described as "weak" which would be more appropriate.

Although the opponent's body was weak, it contained extremely terrifying spiritual power and telekinesis. Almost at the same time that Zuo Feng's spiritual energy was subconsciously spit out, a force of resistance was generated within the opponent's body.

This is not an attack on Zuo Feng, but a kind of "instinct" self-protection. At the same time as the huge counter-pushing force hit, Zuo Feng felt as if he was struck by lightning, his body trembled violently and was thrown backwards.

The Lord of Thousand Illusions did not fight back, but stepped back strangely, and at the same time let out a sharp cry: "No, no, I can't!"

There seemed to be a young girl's voice mixed in that hoarse old voice, but it was sharpened by anger and excitement, making it impossible to distinguish its original voice.

The voice was vaguely familiar, but after careful analysis, it seemed completely unfamiliar. However, hearing this voice gave Zuo Feng a sour taste in his heart.

The Lord of Thousand Illusions made no move, holding his head in his hands as if he was in great pain. Just as he was attacking, the prison lock on Zuo Feng's wrist inadvertently touched the opponent's body. However, Zuo Feng did not think that the phosphorus-removing poison on the prison lock would have any effect on the supreme powerhouse in the spiritual stage. effect.

Enduring the severe pain and numbness throughout his body, Zuo Feng slowly raised his hands and looked towards his palms. In the blow just now, Zuo Feng's fingers accidentally hooked a string of necklace-like necklaces. Ornaments.

Because it was only caught unintentionally, and the necklace was very strong, it was not torn off by Zuo Feng. But just because he accidentally caught the necklace, he ended up losing a small item on the necklace.

At this moment, Zuo Feng was about to raise his hand to see what was going on, but found that the surrounding white light was flashing, and the huge power of space had completely wrapped himself in it. Under the huge thrust, Zuo Feng has fallen into the teleportation array.

Whether it was because of the injury or because the formation was in its final stage, Zuo Feng felt dizzy, had a splitting headache and felt nauseous at the same time.

When Zuo Feng saw the surrounding scenery clearly again, he saw a familiar face looking at him with concern.

"You brat, why are you so crazy? If you send me away at that time, wouldn't you be even more unable to escape? How could that old monster let you go?"

Zuo Feng, who was lying on the ground, rolled his eyes and said, "Can't you help your savior up first? You have to let me lie on the ground like this to talk to you!"

With an awkward smile, Amber hurriedly went up to help him up, and asked again: "How is it? How could that old guy let you go?"

For some reason, after hearing the words "old guy", Zuo Feng felt extremely awkward. But this was not the only thing that made him doubtful. Why did the Lord of Thousand Illusions stop at that time? His counterattack against him was not intentional.

Especially when the other party shouted "No, no, I can't!", why did I feel familiar with that voice? Why did the other party shout such words? I really couldn't think of any reason why it would happen. Such a situation.

While he was thinking wildly, Zuo Feng's peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a ray of light flickering from the formation beneath him. While shouting "Not good", Zuo Feng recklessly swung his fist into the formation.

This formation has just started to work. If it is a little later, all the runes in the formation will start to work. At that time, it will be meaningless to destroy it.

Amber, who also noticed the change at this time, immediately understood what was going on. He was relieved until the light of the formation became completely dim.

The light of the formation was on at this time, and the two of them did not move. Obviously, someone on the other side of the formation was trying to teleport over. There is no need to think about it. It was either the Lord of Thousand Illusions or the ninth-level beast. If any of them came over, the two would definitely die.

In Beizhou City, where the light of the formation dimmed almost at the same time, Luo Sheng and others watched coldly as the light of the formation in front of them finally dissipated, and their faces became extremely cold.

"Asshole, this flesh and blood pagoda is very important to our clan. No matter who destroys it, it must not be let go." Luo Sheng, a young man in red, had a handsome face that had already been distorted and deformed. His swollen face became distorted because of anger.

The other people all had gloomy faces, even the two women, Mihuan and Jingye, who came last, had gloomy faces as if water was about to drip out.

This flesh and blood pagoda was barely condensed by their clan after slaughtering the warriors of Fengtian Beizhou and borrowing the power of beast crystals. Thinking that they had to start all over again after failing at the last hurdle, these strong men of the Netherworld clan felt an impulse to go crazy.

"We don't have time to pay attention to that old guy now. If he doesn't know how to stay, we will do our best to kill him, and then use his body as the first bone formation to re-condense the flesh and blood pagoda." Luo Sheng glanced coldly at Huandao in the sky and said in a cold tone.

However, as soon as his voice fell, Huandao seemed to have heard it, turned around and flew away, but walked slowly.

"Lord Luo Sheng, this formation is connected to the land of illusion, could it be that something happened there?" The short Qishe narrowed his eyes and said coldly.

Three of their eight butchers were in the hollow land where the formation was located on the other side. The first thing he thought of was the safety of the three companions. When the eight butchers rushed into Kunxuan Continent, the three companions there were seriously injured. Now they don’t know how they have recovered. If something unexpected happens, it is difficult for him to imagine what the consequences will be.

Luo Sheng shook his head and said, "Something must have happened in the hollow land, but it is not possible to judge whether the situation is serious. I didn’t see the person who escaped, but his cultivation should only be at the level of the Qi Sensing Stage or the Qi Intake Stage. This kind of ant should not be able to cause any waves. I think it’s better to send someone to take a look."

Zhuoying, whose face was always blurred, said in a deep voice, "Guang Xiu is injured, so I’ll go with Qishe."

His eyes slowly retracted from Huandao’s departing back, and Luo Sheng also frowned and nodded, only saying, "Be careful."

Qishe and Zhuoying did not stop, but directly stretched out their hands to tear the space, quickly drilled into it, and used the most open shuttle space to go to the hollow land.

With a full-strength blow, the formation under him was destroyed. Zuo Feng immediately felt a sharp pain in his mind. He reached out to touch his forehead, but was hit by a hard object in his palm.

In a trance, Zuo Feng suddenly remembered the small object that was caught when he hooked the necklace of the Lord of Thousand Illusions. At that time, he didn't have time to check it because he fell into the formation. Now he has a chance to take a closer look.

"Hmm? This..."

In the open palm, a jade appeared, a strange jade with a slightly yellowish color. The moment Zuo Feng saw this jade, he was stunned on the spot as if struck by lightning.

When Zuo Feng opened his palm, Amber also looked up. After seeing the strange jade in Zuo Feng's hand, she couldn't help but ask: "What kind of jade is this? Why have I never seen it before?"

Zuo Feng opened his mouth and couldn't speak. He didn't even hear what Amber asked him. Amber also found that the other party's expression was different, so she didn't disturb him, but stood quietly aside.

Zuo Feng's heart was like a raging wolf, because although he didn't know what material this special colored jade was made of, he clearly remembered seeing it before. And the person who brought this jade was his sister Zuo Tiantian who had been missing for nearly two years.

Zuo Feng remembered that his sister had been wearing a necklace since she was a child, and the ten slightly yellowed jades inlaid on the necklace were exactly the same size and color as the one in front of him.

What made Zuo Feng feel even more conflicted was that when he thought of his sister, he didn't know why the voice of the Lord of Thousand Illusions at that time was obviously completely different from his sister's voice, but it was just a little bit similar.