Taoist world

Outside the illusion, everyone who witnessed the series of changes that took place in the last few breaths of the eighth level was still in shock.

However, in addition to Jiang Yun, the person who shocked them was the thin man who almost eliminated Jiang Yun at the last moment.

They were basically great emperors, and their eyesight was just as good as Jiang Yunlai's. Naturally, they also spoke highly of the thin man.

Even if the opponent's strength is weaker than Jiang Yun, he is not too weak, and his combat experience is quite rich.

With one clean arrow, you can kill the enemy and save yourself, all in one go!

Especially Ku Lao and the monks from Ku Territory were shocked and extremely regretful. If the other party had taken action earlier, they would have successfully eliminated Jiang Yun!

Ku Lao couldn't help but ask Yuan Fan, "Brother Yuan, who is that young man just now?"

"It seems that he is not one of the ten people you originally selected to participate in the competition, right?"

Yuan Fan was also in surprise at this moment. Hearing Ku Lao's words, he shook his head and said with a wry smile: "He is indeed not one of the ten people decided."

"It's just that I don't know his origin. I've never heard of him before."

"But I am certain that he is a monk from my Illusion Realm."

As the apparent controller of the Realm of Illusion, it was normal for Yuan Fan not to recognize the thin man.

After all, the Realm of Illusion is so large that a monk who deliberately keeps a low profile and has a low reputation will certainly not be known to him.

Yuan Fan continued: "I will send an order now to ask people to inquire about the origin of that little guy."

Yuan Fan also admired the thin man very much.

Just like when he saw Ming Yuyang, he immediately brought him into the Yuan family without hesitation, and gave Ming Yuyang almost the highest treatment.

If possible, he also hopes to wait until the competition is over and then take the thin man into his original home.

As for whether he did this to cherish his talent or for other purposes, only he himself knew clearly.

At the same time, Yun Xihe also had a smile on his face and said to himself: "What are you monks from the Realm of Illusion!"

"The bow and arrow mark that appears between his eyebrows, as well as his superb archery skills, all mean that he is a descendant of the Eight Great Aristocratic Family and the Grandson Family."

"However, this did surprise me."

"The Changsun family is at the bottom among the eight major families. Now it has sent an unknown disciple. Even I have never noticed it."

"So outstanding, much better than Taiping Lang of the Fang family."

"In this way, I can have some expectations for him!"

Speaking of this, the smile on Yun Xihe's face suddenly solidified, and his eyes gradually became gloomy as he looked at the people in the illusion.

According to the rules he told everyone before, one hundred monks can pass the eighth level.

But in the end, thanks to Jiang Yun's intervention, the number of monks who entered the ninth level ended up being only fifty-two!

Almost half missing!

The most annoying thing is that among these fifty-two people, all ten people from the Dao Domain are included!

Nan Fengchen, who originally had absolutely no hope of entering the ninth level, was naturally the last one to pass the level after Jiang Yun and the thin man instantly killed more than 300 monks.

From Yun Xihe's point of view, Jiang Yun's actions were completely provoking himself.

More importantly, Yun Xihe has also seen that the ten people in the Dao Domain, except Jiang Yun, the other nine people, are actually good in personal strength.

Ten people versus forty-two people, let alone one-on-one, even if it was one-on-one, to be honest, Yun Xi and Yun Xi were not sure whether the monks in the Dao realm would definitely lose.

As a result, his original idea of ​​​​ending Jiang Yun in the ninth level was shattered, and he had to find another way.

At this moment, Jiang Yun was still in the midst of the reward given by the Golden Armor Slave.

His performance in this eighth level was just like that in the first level. Although his speed was not the fastest, the number of monks he eliminated exceeded that of the first level, which naturally led to the Golden Armored Slave.

Even if it weren't for the skinny man snatching some of the monks' boats at the last moment, and Jiang Yun almost being eliminated, then he might still be able to draw out the Phantom Eyes this time.

However, not to mention Jiang Yun no longer cares about these things, even other monks have long been numb.

Therefore, Jiang Yun is now wondering if the ninth level is really an illusion, then is there any way for him to take Jiansheng and the others out of the illusion.

And, will Yun Xihe arrange any more traps in the illusion to frame ten of them?

After all, as Ren Zun's eldest disciple and the holder of the Eye of Illusion, Yun Xi and Shi Shi have too many ways to control the illusion.

Jiang Yun's guess is correct, the ninth level is indeed the level of illusion!

According to Yun Xihe's idea, several people from the Dao realm will definitely be eliminated in the eighth level.

When the time comes, he will put a hundred people into the same illusion.

If he directly used the power of illusion to kill someone, he might be seen by Ancient Mogu Bu Lao.

Therefore, he could only use the power of illusion to create conditions and opportunities for the monks in the Realm of Illusion and the Realm of Bitterness, and kill Jiang Yun and all the Taoist monks.

But now, he is not sure, and naturally this plan cannot be implemented.

At the same time, the thin man who was also receiving the Silver Armor Slave's reward suddenly heard Yun Xihe's voice in his ears: "Are you from the Changsun family?"

The man was startled at first, but then he understood that the speaker was Yun Xihe. He nodded slightly and said, "Senior Hui Yun said, the eldest Sun Sheng, the junior, is from the eldest grandson family!"

"You're pretty good!" Yun Xihe said with approval in his voice: "If you were to go one-on-one with Jiang Yun, are you sure you could beat him?"

Changsun Sheng pondered for a moment before replying: "I can't say that I am absolutely sure, but there is still a slight chance of winning!"

"Okay, then wait for my news!"

Except for Changsun Sheng, all the monks in the illusion except the Dao realm heard Yun Xihe's voice in their ears, asking whether they were sure of defeating Jiang Yun.

Everyone has different answers to this question.

Some people are naturally very confident, some admit that they are not as good as Jiang Yun, and some are unsure.

In short, after asking everyone, everyone finally left the void and appeared in a world.

Jiang Yun turned around and looked around, his heart sinking involuntarily.

He was now sitting on a big tree, looking around and seeing an endless forest in all directions.

He wanted to release his spiritual consciousness, but there was a powerful force here that suppressed his spiritual consciousness.

Jiang Yun is no stranger to this power. It is the power of illusion.

Jiang Yun naturally wouldn't worry about himself, but he couldn't see Jiansheng and the others, and couldn't use his spiritual consciousness. Under this situation, it was really unknown whether Jiansheng and the others could escape from the illusion.

At this moment, Yun Xihe's voice sounded from above the world.

"This is the ninth level of this competition, the level of illusion!"

"Now, all of you monks are in the same world, and you have all fallen into an illusion."

"However, because someone just stepped in to help others, it violated the rules of this competition."

"Now, for the sake of fairness, I will put you in different parts of the world."

Naturally, this sentence refers to Jiang Yun.

"Don't even think about finding your companions. What you have to do is to escape from this illusion as much as possible."

"You don't have to doubt my words. Everything you do here can be clearly seen by the outside world."

Yun Xihe was indeed not lying. At this moment, the fifty-two monks were indeed in this world.

"In this level, no matter what method you use, the first thirty people who escape from the illusion will be the final winners of this competition."

"Now, the ninth level begins!"