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Chapter 729 Fantasy!

Chapter 729: The Illusion!

"No..." Gu Nanhai slowly shook his head, his eyes locked tightly at the center of the giant hall, where a little thin figure stood straight, and there was surprisingly no flames lingering on his body. His eyes were closed, and a powerful aura that was like the top of Mount Tai was filled with its body!

"Four-Star Fighting Saint!"

"Pay attention to the movements around..." Ning Luo waved his palm and everyone quietly rushed into the hall, finally spreading out, just surrounding the thin figure, while Zi Yan and Gu Nanhai fell in front of the latter at the same time.

"This person is so strong..."

Ning Luo's face was solemn, and he was really unimaginable. Such a powerful man would be controlled by the Jinglian Demon Fire.

Looking at the blood-colored giant axe, Gu Nanhai frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

After the blood-colored giant axe appeared, the two sides did not talk nonsense, their eyes were intertwined, and the strong wind suddenly blew. Three figures collided hard in the most arrogant posture. The shocking fluctuations that broke out in an instant made Ning Luo and others retreat urgently...

"Dangdang!"

In the vast giant hall, three figures flashed at a dazzling speed. As the three figures emerged, the sparks of this person continued to splash, and the extremely hard hall also cracked inch at this moment, and cracks spread out one after another.

"bite!"

Three figures suddenly came into contact with the center of the giant hall, and the terrifying sound waves swept through like waves. The blood axe figure also flew backwards, stepping out more than a dozen huge pits on the giant hall.

"roar!"

After being shaken back, a crazy heat suddenly surged in the indifferent eyes of the figure of the Blood Axe figure. A low roar came from his throat, and a strong light suddenly burst out from the middle of his eyebrows. In the light, a rune slowly appeared in everyone's eyes. When the rune appeared, the person's aura suddenly surged.

Ning Luo's eyes immediately stopped on the strange rune, and then he felt as if he was struck by lightning, his face was dull.

"This...is... Xiao clan pattern?"

The runes that appeared on the forehead of the Blood Axe figure were the unique clan pattern of the Xiao clan!

How could this person have the Xiao clan pattern?!

"Can it be one of the seniors of the Xiao clan?" Xun'er guessed.

Hearing this, Ning Luo was also shocked. I don’t know how many thoughts there existed in this Jinglian Demon Fire. If it were to trace it back, it would probably not exist later than the Xiao clan. If it had captured a strong man from the Xiao clan in that era, it would not be impossible. When he thought of this, Ning Luo couldn’t help but feel some joy in his heart, but this joy had just emerged and gradually sinking. The thin man now seems to be a Huo slave of the Jinglian Demon Fire...

"Bang!"

As Ning Luo's thoughts flew around, in the scene, the thin man with a sudden breath slashed out with a sudden axe. The terrible strong wind instantly teared the space, and finally slashed directly on the energy cover in front of Zi Yan and the others.

"Click!"

Faced with such terrible attacks that could slash the world with all the strength, the energy cover burst out like tofu, and Zi Yan and Gu Nanhai were also severely hit, with a slightly pale face and suddenly retreated dozens of steps. Each step fell down was a deep footprint of half a foot.

"roar!"

Zi Yan and Gu Nanhai were cheated on each other with an axe. However, the thin man did not let go. He moved his body and appeared above the two of them. The surprisingly huge blood-colored axe sneered, tearing the void apart with a destructive force, and suddenly slashed at Zi Yan and the others!

When the giant axe was slashing, Ning Luo's eyes flashed rapidly, and then he gritted his teeth suddenly, his figure flashed, and he appeared directly in front of Zi Yan and the others. At the same time, a clan pattern appeared quickly at the center of his eyebrows!

"Buzz!"

"who I am?"

However, as soon as this joy came to my heart, it was cold to the point of being the following words of the thin man. This senior seemed to be in a daze.

"You are Xiao Chen, the blood axe Xiao Chen!"

A sound suddenly came from behind Ningluo, and the sound was filled with shock.

Ning Luo turned his head, looked at the unbelievable Gu Nanhai, and said, "Xiao Chen?"

In the field, Xiao Chen was leaning on a giant axe, and his body was constantly trembling, and a faint milky white flame gradually emerged from his pores.

"Jinglian Demon Fire... It seems that you have obtained the inheritance of Jinglian Demon Saint, otherwise, you will not be able to cultivate Nightmare Sky Fog to this level. I have to admit that the illusion you created is more realistic than the Bodhi ancient tree, but no matter how realistic the illusion is, it is still an illusion..."

Ning Luo's low voice echoed quietly on the altar, and the soft smile on the handsome man's face gradually solidified.

The smile on the handsome face of the man in white robe slowly dissipated, and replaced by a strange coldness. His eyes were staring at Ning Luo. Although he had not spoken, the surrounding space was trembling violently like water waves.

"Illusion?"

Xun'er and others on the side were also shocked by Ning Luo's words, and then they seemed to suddenly understand: "You think we are still in the illusion?"

"I am real!" Zi Yan said quickly. In her senses, she was definitely real, but there was no illusion!

“We are all real…”

"What do you mean, the Hound we meet, including Xiao Chen... are all illusory?" Gu Nanhai frowned, but suddenly looked at Xiao Chen who was silent on the side and said.

"There is real among false, and there is fake among true among true. This is the terrifying place for the Jinglian Demon Fire. The ancestor Xiao Chen is not illusory, he is also real." Ning Luo shook his head, looked at Xiao Chen, and whispered: "But most of his mind is controlled by the Jinglian Demon Fire..."

Xun'er and others looked at each other, then looked around carefully, but no matter how they explored, they could not detect any illusion fluctuations.

"The Jinglian Demon Fire in the past did not have such ability..." Gu Nanhai said in a deep voice. No one had encountered such a difficult situation after the demon fire was born in the previous few times.

"In this thousand years, it seems that you are creating this illusion. Of course, if nothing unexpected happens, you will win this time. I think no one can find the clues here..."

"But it's a pity..."

The man in the white robe stared at Ning Luo with cold and ruthless eyes, and wisps of milky white flames slowly spread out from his body. Suddenly, a devastating high temperature gradually enveloped the space.

Seeing the man in white robe like this, Xun'er and others' expressions changed slightly, and they hurriedly surrounded each other, showing a look of vigilance.

"Since it's an illusion, how should we crack it? The feeling this guy gives us is extremely real." Lao Yao whispered.

"No matter how realistic it is, the illusion is still an illusion. As long as you have a strong thought in your heart, he will never be defeated. Here, his strength depends on the thoughts in our hearts." Ning Luo said in a low voice.
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