My practice narration is weird

Ye Wuyou stood in the darkness, looking around, waiting quietly.

What's inside the coffin?

A darkness without borders.

What about in the darkness?

Dark mud floats in the dead air, and the withered arms move faintly, as if they want to completely leave people in this darkness.

Ye Wuyou didn't know what was in the mud. The world of the Tricky Door Coffin was boundless. Even though he was now in the fifth realm, he didn't dare to pry too much.

Last time in Nanning City, I was able to meet Xia Anmeng and save her in this boundless world. It can only be attributed to Xia Anmeng's pregnant energy and the narrator's guidance on the soul's desire.

Now, although Ye Wuyou has gained additional control over the [Tricky Door Coffin] with the suppression of the Divine Tree, he still has not fully figured out the [Tricky Door Coffin].

It's just that when I merged into the sly coffin in that small courtyard, I had an inference in my mind based on the vision I saw when I merged.

The Tricky Door Coffin is a "world in a box."

Just like the cost of erosion caused by using [Ghost], your body disappears and eventually turns into a ghost.

The price of [forgetting] is that your memory will become worse and worse, and you will forget something.

The price of using the [Tricky Door Coffin] is that one day, the "world in the box" will swallow him up.

If any living being is trapped in this [Tricky Door Coffin], even if it survives for a short time, as time goes by, the fate that comes with it is to die quietly in the darkness.

But now there is a sacred tree, with the power of the sacred tree to suppress the weird.

Ye Wuyou didn't think this day would come.

"Ji Wuye, will you come in?" Ye Wuyou muttered to himself at this moment.

Whether it is [Ghost] or [Tricky Door Coffin], they are Ye Wuyou's hidden methods that are deeper than magical moves.

There are only two people who know the existence of [Tricky Door Coffin].

Ji Wuye is one of them.

But just as Ji Wuye understands Ye Wuyou, Ye Wuyou also understands Ji Wuye.

Ji Wuye once said that he would not win or lose in a fight with Luo Qinghan.

Ye Wuyou was a little surprised before, but now that he thought about it, he was not lying.

【copy】

Unresolvable copy.

How could there be such a strange and strange existence in this world?

When Ji Wuye was in Nanning City, he used three different abilities in front of Ye Wuyou.

[No lower limit] [Gun of Cause and Effect] [Tricky Door Coffin]

The prerequisite for [Copying] is to see some weird magical power being activated, and it must be controlled by someone.

So will Ji Wuye master the fourth weird ability?

Ye Wuyou had no way of knowing this.

But these alone are enough to be unsolvable.

Ye Wuyou thought for a long time, what would happen if he really faced off against Ji Wuye?

[Tricky Door Coffin] Ji Wuye also knows how to use [Tricky Door Coffin] to deal with Ji Wuye, which is obviously not feasible.

And his own magical power cannot break [no lower limit], otherwise Ye Wuyou would not have been helpless against Luo Qinghan.

[Ghost] also cannot break the unlimited limit.

Maybe it could be done to let the ghost regain its former power regardless of erosion, but that would undoubtedly lead to self-destruction.

Ye Wuyou doesn't like to blow himself up.

Standing tall in the darkness, Ye Wuyou's eyes moved at this moment, and then he turned his head to look in a certain direction.

There was a glimmer of light that was different from the darkness.

The coffin lid was opened again.

It means someone has come in.

Ye Wuyou thought silently in his heart at this moment.

"Feng Xingxin, are you sure you are in the seventh realm?"

Feng Xinxin, who was hung up by the sacred tree, had a hint of gloom in his eyes and said bitterly.

"Boy, I have asked this question countless times in the past two days. What do you want to do?"

"Say in advance, I'm just a soul now, and I don't have the same strength. You want me to help you deal with that guy, it's impossible."

Ye Wuyou just clenched the knife in his fingertips and spoke again.

"It's okay, I'll just ask you one last time, are you from the Seventh Realm?"

Feng Xinxin looked confused. Of course he was in the Seventh Realm.

But being asked the same question again and again, he even had some self-doubt in his heart.

Me, am I the Seventh Realm?

"I...I think I am in the Seventh Realm." Feng Xinxin said with some hesitation.

Ye Wuyou nodded, which made him feel relieved.

He drank lightly at this moment.

"Lama Feng, beat him up immediately!"

Fengxin immediately roared in response.

"Don't tell me these things that I don't understand!"

Ye Wuyou didn't care, he just took out something gently.

The thing kept moving and twisting in his hand.

Ye Wuyou was silent for a moment, and then threw it into the darkness of the coffin.

Then, he took a deep breath and took a step.

The ripples flickered and the figure disappeared.

Shinto magic can be performed even in this coffin.

Ji Wuye had already stepped into the sly coffin at this moment.

The Qi machine exuded a faint light on his body, slightly blocking out the darkness around him.

He looked at everything around him coldly.

A withered arm suddenly stretched out from the darkness, its fingers like hooks, grabbing at Ji Wuye's feet.

Ji Wuye showed a hint of disgust in his eyes, and then he crushed the withered arm with his kick.

He has set foot in the [Tricky Door Coffin] before, so he naturally knows what it looks like.

"Ye Wuyou, do you think I can't do anything to you if you hide here?"

Ji Wuye thought this way, but suddenly his face paused slightly.

There seemed to be a ripple flickering in the darkness, and a figure seemed to step out of the ripple.

The figure flashed and disappeared.

Ji Wuye narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes showed disdain.

The aura of the Six Realms Heavenly Power suddenly appeared without reservation.

[Magic Power·Chaos Wolf]

The iron chain and blood sickle in his hand spread out immediately, and the aura turned into silk threads, and then condensed into chains.

Forming an airtight and sharp net, it spread down to the empty darkness in front of him.

The blood-colored net made a whistling sound and broke through the air, and it also cut off the surrounding darkness. The unknown creatures hidden in the dark mud seemed to let out a wail, but they were rubbed by the net and completely crushed.

There was no need to look, Ji Wuye knew that Ye Wuyou was there.

A bright knife light appeared in the darkness, but the light flashed away.

There was some surprise in Ye Wuyou's eyes. On the one hand, he was surprised at Ji Wuye's almost profound fighting intuition. He had already fallen into [Hidden], but he still noticed him.

On the other hand, he was surprised that this magical power seemed familiar.

Yes, it was the magical power that Ji Wuye used to deal with Lu Caiwei at that time.

In this case, Ye Wuyou simply gave up the idea of ​​breaking the situation with force.

The "Wu Xiang Heart Sutra" was running, and the scenes of sword moves that Lu Caiwei had performed in front of him suddenly came into his eyes and gradually became instincts.

Strike, stab, block and wash!

Pull and raise!

Collapse, stab and strike!

Twist, cut, slash, pick, chop, crush and wash...

Lu Caiwei had once used the simplest sword moves to break this magical power when her energy was exhausted. Now that the same magical power was in front of him, Ye Wuyou naturally didn't take it seriously.

The large net condensed by the energy made bursts of shattering sounds, and then Ye Wuyou's figure appeared from it and tore it all apart.

Ji Wuye was surprised, but then he reacted.

Is it exactly the same as that day...

"You can do these, Ye Wuyou, I underestimated you." Ji Wuye frowned.

"You just know that the same move cannot be used against a Saint for the second time." The voice came with the light of the knife.

Ji Wuye sighed, thinking what the hell he was talking about, but his eyes were gloomy, and then his figure drifted to the back.

Ye Wuyou would never miss this opportunity, and immediately followed, his speed was only faster and not slower.

Ji Wuye's figure seemed to be fleeing to the back, but when he saw Ye Wuyou chasing him, his expression was not panic.

There was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

Since he had already used [Copy], since he had decided to abandon this body.

Why would Ji Wuye still care about erosion? Although these magical powers he casually performed were extremely fierce, they were just to cover up his true intentions.

A shadow of an illusory gun flashed in his hand.

The charge of [Cause and Effect Gun] has been completed.

Ji Wuye turned around immediately, a trace of ferocity appeared on his beautiful face, and his voice was cold.

"Ye Wuyou, you've been fooled."

The cause and effect spear appeared in his hand, and in the darkness, the graceful woman leaped up, as if stepping on the void and leaping high.

Ji Wuye raised the spear in his hand high above his head, and a strong strange breath burst out from the tip of the spear.

Inside the strange door coffin, the darkness in the sky seemed to be completely swept away by this spear.

The original true appearance of the surroundings of the strange door coffin was revealed for a moment.

But Ji Wuye would not pay attention to it at the moment.

All his mind was on this attack.

Naturally, he would not care about the "red lips" of a woman floating not far away.

This attack will penetrate the stars.

Ye Wuyou's figure stood stiffly in place, but he had been locked and could not avoid it.

But a cold voice came, echoing in Ji Wuye's ears and resounding in his heart.

That was not Ye Wuyou's voice.

But Feng Xinling.

"Commit suicide."