One Thousand Four Hundred and Twenty Seven Illusions

In front of Dao Dao, An Yeyuan's combat power is not worth mentioning at all.

The beast masters were bewitched by the killing light of the avenue. They were comrades fighting side by side before, but in an instant they became old enemies facing each other with swords.

Seeing his people killing each other, Zhan Wuya's heart was filled with anger and violence. And the more violent the anger in his body, the more arrogant the killing light that hovered outside the divine shield, trying to find a flaw to get into the divine shield and devour Zhan Wuya's sanity.

Be angry!

The angrier you are, the heavier the killing in your heart will be!

In the last life, Leng Yao was controlled by the killing light of the avenue and mercilessly killed his own people. History will repeat itself again. This time, can Zhan Wuya change the outcome?

Seeing Zhan Wuya's eyes becoming more and more blood-red, like a pitiful and cute little rabbit in the dark, Dao Dao's laughter was even more bewitching. "Leng Yao, if you have the guts, break open your divine shield and have a big fight with me!"

Zhan Wuya stared at the divine shield outside his body with blood-red eyes.

He knew very well that once the divine shield was broken, the all-pervasive light of killing would engulf his sanity in an instant. By then, he will be nothing more than a mad dog and a sharp knife in the hands of Dao Dao. He will be controlled by Dao Dao, and he will kill his own people, his friends, and the three thousand worlds he cares about with his own hands.

Zhan Wuya gritted his teeth, shook his head and said, "Don't even think about deceiving me!"

Zhan Wuya simply closed his eyes.

He is the patron saint of this world. As long as he does not die, Dao cannot take away this world from him.

He cannot be controlled by the killing light in any way.

Otherwise, the entire Dark Night Abyss will be buried with him.

With his eyes closed, Zhan Wuya couldn't see the ruthless fighting around him, but he could hear the miserable screams of the beast masters who fell to the ground after being stabbed to death. Zhan Wuya's muscles were tense all over, and the negative emotions in his heart were suppressed by his reason and slowly settled down.

When he calmed down, the divine shield outside his body became harder and harder.

Noticing the changes in Zhan Wuya, Charming Butterfly was surprised.

Oh, there has been some progress.

Suddenly, Zhan Wuya heard a call——

"Boundless." That is.

Master?

No, his master, Demon Cultivator Ye Qingchen, had long since vanished into ashes.

The next second, another young boy's voice rang in Zhan Wuya's ears, "Brother, save me!"

It was his brother's voice.

But his brother had already fulfilled his long-cherished wish, and after being saved by Ye Qingyang, he successfully entered reincarnation.

At this time, another crisp voice sounded in Zhan Wuya's ears. The voice was full of pain and attachment, "Wuya, Wuya, my neck hurts so much. Wuya, my neck hurts so much."

This is

Fight Jiangxue.

Zhan Wuya's eyelashes fluttered, but he still didn't open his eyes.

He had buried Zhan Jiangxue with his own hands, and sewed the severed head and body back together with his own hands.

Dead people should not appear again.

This was an illusion created by Dao Dao, and he couldn't be fooled.

Zhan Wuya still had his eyes closed. He shook his head calmly and whispered: "Dao Dao, no one can shake my heart. Your illusions are useless to me."

The Charming Butterfly was floating quietly in the deep sky. He looked down at Zhan Wuya, who was not bewitched, and suddenly laughed enigmatically. If the dead cannot shake your heart, what about the living?

"You moth! Use the light of killing to arouse the fighting spirit of the beast masters and make them fight each other. What a despicable method you are doing!" Suddenly, Ye Qingyang's curse came from the distance, and the voice soon appeared. In the front of Zhan Wuya.

After cursing Da Dao, Ye Qingyang turned to Zhan Wuya and said: "Leng Yao, I was a step too late in the last life, which caused you to fall into this moth's plan and almost massacre all the Green Island. Fortunately, this time, I'm here. It’s not too late.”

Ye Qingyang.

Zhan Wuya slowly opened his eyes, and when he looked up, he saw Ye Qingyang wearing black undead armor, standing in front of him holding the bone sword. The Ye Qingyang in front of him was exactly the same as Ye Qingyang, whether it was his demeanor, movements, tone of voice, or even the aura of spiritual power fluctuations when he spoke.

"Xiao Wuya." Ye Qingyang stretched out his left hand towards Zhan Wuya and said, "Come on, this time, let's kill that fluttering moth together!"

Zhan Wuya stared into Ye Qingyang's black and shining eyes and nodded vigorously.

"Okay, let's go together!"

Zhan Wuya immediately stretched out his right hand.

But before his fingertips stretched out the divine shield, suddenly, a sigh sounded in the sky above the dark night abyss.

"Why."

Hearing that sigh, Ye Qingyang, who was in front of Zhan Wuya, suddenly changed his color. He looked up into the sky angrily and growled: "Get out!"

The next second, a charming butterfly that was exactly the same as Dao's animal form slowly flew out from the dark clouds.

Zhan Wuya looked up at the gorgeous charm butterfly.

For some reason, these two charm butterflies look exactly the same, but the charm butterfly on the avenue always makes people feel fear and despair, but the charm butterfly that suddenly descends on the dark night abyss makes people feel at ease and peaceful.

Seeing the charm butterfly, Ye Qingyang's expression changed slightly, "It's you, Feng Yuncheng!"

The next second, the huge charming butterfly transformed into Feng Yuncheng and landed next to Zhan Wuya. He said to Zhan Wuya: "Zhan Wuya, you almost suffered from him."

Hearing this, Zhan Wuya's pupils suddenly tightened.

He raised his head and looked forward, but there was no figure of Ye Qingyang there!

Standing in front of Zhan Wuya was a shimmering male figure. The man had no real body or face, but his outline looked very similar to Feng Yuncheng.

"The biggest skill of the Charming Butterfly is transformation. We can transform into all living things in the world. We can have the same spirit and shape, and even the fluctuations of spiritual power are exactly the same. At the beginning, he used this method to kill Divine Phoenix Divine Phrase Master.”

Of course Zhan Wuya knew that Dao Dao was good at illusions, but he didn't expect Dao Dao's illusion skills to be so superb and flawless.

As soon as he saw Ye Qingyang transformed from Dao Dao, all the doubts and suspicions in his mind were gone.

"The most powerful illusion is the indistinguishability of truth from falsehood." Shaking his head, Feng Yuncheng raised his head and stared calmly at the road ahead. He said, "You have already controlled all three thousand worlds, and there are only a few steps left until you achieve your goal. One step away.”

Dao Dao sneered, "I am Dao Dao, the lord of the three thousand worlds. These three thousand worlds are evolved from my flesh, blood and bones. If I want to take back the three thousand worlds, it will be easy. Feng Yuncheng, can you see Now, not only the small world of Dark Night Abyss has been lost, but also the strong men in other worlds have been defeated by me. Now, only this group of divine fortune tellers are still left to resist."

"The bone ball is my bones. As long as I call, the bone ball will return to its place! I only need to destroy the three thousand worlds and take away all my energy, and then I can be resurrected. At that time, I can get back my "Heart." Da Dao turned his finger, pointed at Feng Yuncheng, and said: "You."