Chapter 554 The Secret of the Magic Butterfly

In the colorful flower world, the illusion butterflies are still swaying their colorful bodies on the flowers. They are like dancers performing a happy drama on the stage, and they infect the audience with the emotion of happiness.

The audience is intoxicated and cannot extricate themselves.

It is a visual illusion, but it is an extremely clever one.

At this moment, among Xu Yang and his group, only Guigu Zan and Qingyan Monk have not completely fallen into the "happy" illusion brought by the illusion butterflies.

Every person or cultivator has three souls and seven spirits. The three souls are the soul of heaven, the soul of earth, and the soul of man, all of which exist in the spirit. The seven spirits are joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, and desire, which exist in the flesh.

The three lives that Guigu Zan practiced were to refine the three souls of heaven, earth, and man in his soul directly into three skeleton clones, making his own mental power far superior to that of the cultivators of the same level. The skeleton clone that often sleeps on his shoulder is the human soul clone of Guigu Zan.

When the three-life skeleton on Guiguzan's shoulder was attracted by the illusion of the illusion butterfly. Guiguzan, with the advantage of his three soul clones and strong mental power, instantly discovered the hidden risks.

Guiguzan, aware of the danger, moved his consciousness, and a blue spiritual vortex suddenly appeared on his chest.

Whoosh--

Then, two white lights jumped out of the blue vortex.

The white light converged, revealing the other two three-life skeletons, one with a clear knife mark on the forehead, and the other with a shining gold necklace on the neck.

Next, Guiguzan sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, pinching the magic formula with his hands. A blue light drilled out from his crown, and passed over his three skeleton clones one by one like a smart bird.

The three skeleton clones and Guiguzan's body instantly generated the power of soul resonance.

After a while, the skeleton lying on Guiguzan's shoulder seemed to be awakened by cold water. While moving his upper and lower jaws, he pointed at the phantom butterflies on the opposite side with his bone fingers.

If it could speak, it must be saying: "It's these guys."

And the "Qingyan Monk" on the side can be said to be the one who was least affected by the phantom butterfly illusion among Xu Yang and his men.

At this time, the Qingyan Monk was originally a "ghost slave" under the control of the Thousand Faces Ghost "Zhang San".

The Thousand Faces Ghost "Zhang San" immediately noticed that a mysterious force from the phantom butterfly on the opposite side was competing with him for the control of the "Qingyan Monk" body.

It was seen that the body of the Qingyan Monk showed the phantom of another person, and there was a tendency to gradually peel off from the Qingyan Monk. The phantom was not tall, with a pair of small eyes like soybeans, and it was the Thousand Faces Ghost Zhang San.

"Is it an illusion of soul control? This is exactly what I, the Thousand-Faced Ghost, am good at. The power of this illusion butterfly is very strong. It seems that I have to use some means."

Thinking of this, the Thousand-Faced Ghost "Zhang San" first looked around. He found that other people had already been hit by the illusion butterfly, and only Gui Gu Zan was casting a spell to resist.

His spiritual consciousness moved, and he pointed his hand in the air. A dark vortex of light and shadow suddenly appeared on the open space beside him, and then a group of black ghost energy emerged from the vortex.

The ghost energy was restrained, and a ghost flag with a gold line border and strange ghost runes painted on the surface appeared. It was the Seven Evil Ghost Flag.

"Puff!"

The Thousand-Faced Ghost Zhang San flicked his fingers again, and another spell fell on the Seven Evil Ghost Flag not far away.

In an instant, the black ghost fog on the surface of the Seven Evil Ghost Flag rolled, and the ghost runes on it also flickered. Then a translucent spiritual essence drilled out from the rolling ghost fog.

Without stopping for a moment, the Thousand-Faced Ghost opened his mouth and sucked in all the translucent spiritual essence. It entered the meridians around him like a tonic elixir.

The next moment, the Thousand-Faced Ghost's soul power suddenly increased by more than a dozen times, and a smug smile appeared on his face.

"No one can take away my ghost slaves." His originally small and round eyes narrowed into a slit, revealing confidence and evil.

Gradually, the shadow of the Thousand-Faced Ghost merged with the body of the Qingyan Monk again. At the same time, some colorful light spots were squeezed out from the surface of the Qingyan Monk. After that, those light spots dissipated in the void like bursting bubbles.

After a while, the Thousand-Faced Ghost Zhang San regained control of the body and consciousness of the Qingyan Monk.

And the "Qingyan Monk" just switched his eyes from blank to bright, and his body was completely unaware of the strange changes just now.

Next, the Seven Evil Ghost Banner quietly disappeared in a gust of black wind, leaving no trace on the spot.

After doing all this, "Qingyan Monk" shouted: "Oh no, we are under the illusion of these illusion butterflies. Brothers Jin Tongzi and Huomei Tou Tuo, wake up, fellow Daoist Xu Yang, how are you?"

At this moment, Xu Yang's eyes regained clarity. He used the dolphin brain splitting technique to forcibly awaken the other half of his brain that had been trapped in the illusion.

"I'm fine, it's such a powerful illusion, I wonder how the others are doing?" After Xu Yang regained consciousness, he immediately cast his eyes on Ah Zhu and Yin Mengting beside him.

But he found that Ah Zhu and Yin Mengting had blank eyes and a stiff smile on their faces, standing there motionless, as if they were frozen.

After a while, Guigu Zan also woke up from the illusion.

"It's those illusion butterflies. This kind of illusion that uses emotional infection is indeed hard to guard against." Guigu Zan said.

"Miss Yin, Miss Ah Zhu and my two brothers have all been tricked. Now we must find a way to wake them up from the illusion as soon as possible." Qingyan Monk said.

"Those who are under the spell must find a way to break the illusion, or directly attack the caster. Otherwise, forcibly awakening the caster will most likely damage the soul of the caster. In severe cases, it may even tear the soul apart, causing insurmountable damage. The consequences of saving." Xu Yang frowned.

"You are right, the ones who performed the magic were probably those colorful phantom butterflies in front. Just now we were attracted by their performance together." Qingyan Monk said.

Xu Yang raised his eyes and looked at the phantom butterflies that were still "happy and carefree" on the surface of the sea of ​​flowers. He narrowed his eyes, revealing a murderous aura like a blade. These seemingly beautiful phantom butterflies were actually demons in beautiful clothes in Xu Yang's eyes.

There are often immeasurable risks hidden behind beautiful things.

At this time, the black-scaled dragon Minglin on Xu Yang's shoulder also woke up from the state of chaos. Nether Scale has the physique of a demon dragon, and its powerful spiritual consciousness is one of its talents. Therefore, Ming Lin did not fall into the illusion of "happiness", but fell into a state of unconscious chaos. As Xu Yang's parasitic spirit pet, it also woke up as Xu Yang's consciousness awakened.

Ming Lin shook his head back and forth, his dark eyes showing the ferocious light of a demonic dragon.

"Master Xu Yang, why don't you let out a fire and burn up the sea of ​​flowers and the phantom butterflies in front of you." Then he shouted towards the opposite side, "I'll see what other powerful characters are hidden behind this phantom array." . If you have the guts, come out and fight your uncle Ming Lin head-on."

After saying that, Ming Lin's body turned into a jet-black demonic energy and disappeared into Xu Yang's body.

Xu Yang activated the seventh level of the Dark Fire Art, raised one hand, and a rolling black flame jumped out from his palm.

The black flames surged, and in a blink of an eye, a black dragon-shaped fire appeared that was more than ten feet long. The dragon scales on the surface of this dragon fire are even clearly visible, and the power of the netherworld and the power of the demonic dragon are close to being substantial.

In an instant, the black dragon roared, sprinkling black flames of revenge.

The black flame instantly swallowed up a large area of ​​space in front of him, not letting go of any gaps.

With a burst of crackling sounds, the large sea of ​​flowers opposite and the phantom butterflies in it were turned into nothingness under the black dragon's fire.

With the magic power activated, flame-like shadows flashed in Xu Yang's eyes. He used the Flame Spirit Eyes to carefully check the opposite side, but no trace of a phantom butterfly could be found.

After doing all this, when Xu Yang focused his attention on Yin Mengting and A'Zhu again, his expression suddenly changed.

At this time, A'Zhu and Yin Mengting showed no sign of being able to lift the illusion, and they were increasingly falling into the crisis of the illusion.

What made Xu Yang feel horrified was that the physical power of A'Zhu and Yin Mengting was losing bit by bit. Their bodies began to become translucent, and the shadows of two colorful butterflies appeared in and out of darkness.

The same goes for Golden Boy and Huomeduo on the side, and their bodies also began to become translucent.

Xu Yang suddenly felt guilty. Could it be that by destroying the sea of ​​flowers and killing those phantom butterflies, it accelerated the speed at which the caster was attacked?

"What a weird illusion. Could it be that if you fall into this illusion, if you don't remove it, you will eventually lose the power of your physical body, and the remaining soul will turn into a fantasy butterfly?" said the "Qingyan Monk" on the side.

When Xu Yang heard Qingyan Monk's inference, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat. It would be a huge mistake if Yin Mengting and A'Zhu died because of his recklessness. Moreover, A'Zhu is Xu Yang's natal spiritual pet. Once A'Zhu dies, Xu Yang's soul will be severely damaged, and recovery may be impossible.

At this time, the skeleton lying on Gui Gu Zan's shoulder was still pointing towards the opposite side that had turned into ashes. His upper and lower jaws moved back and forth, making gurgling sounds, which seemed to be expressing something.

Gui Gu Zan quickly walked up to Xu Yang and said: "Junior Brother Xu, don't panic. The process of this technique has nothing to do with those colorful butterflies, they are just a deception. My Three Fates Skeleton has a powerful ability to sense ghosts. The culprit is hidden in the ruins on the opposite side, but his concealment method is too clever to determine his exact location."

Hearing what Gui Gu Zan said, Xu Yang immediately calmed down and said repeatedly: "Thank you, Senior Brother Gui Gu, for reminding me. I was in a panic just now and almost made the same mistake again and again."

"How can we quickly find out the hidden objects that Yanling's eyes can't detect?" Xu Yang thought quickly in his mind.

Just when Xu Yang's eyes glanced at Yin Mengting subconsciously. He discovered that the string of green sandalwood Buddhist beads held in Yin Mengting's hand had a faint cyan glow on its surface, which attracted attention.

"The green sandalwood Buddha beads. Miss Yin used the green sandalwood beads to find this place before. Maybe if you activate the green sandalwood beads again, you can find the "culprit" who cast the illusion."

Thinking of this, Xu Yang walked to Yin Mengting.

"Miss Yin, let me borrow your green sandalwood beads." With that, Xu Yang took off the green sandalwood beads from Yin Mengting's wrist.