Chapter 2989

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Although they are still standing there now, in fact, the fight between them is more dangerous than ever. Xu Ziyan doesn't know how those great monks will eventually be. But Xu Ziyan knows that with the cultivation of Yanshan spirit and other monks, they will gradually find themselves in the environment. However, Xu Ziyan is not sure whether they can earn out of this environment.

What she has to do now is to find the noumenon of the illusory spirit. Only by destroying the noumenon of the illusory spirit will all this end. Xu Ziyan's eyes flashed blue and his eyes swept the whole magic city.

In her opposite space a ripple, as if some fragments suddenly put together a figure, but it is phantom. As soon as Xu Ziyan's eyes were fixed, he just wanted to move. Then he saw that some of the celestial beings in the air began to fall toward the ground. This surprised Xu Ziyan: "they Has it fallen? "

"Ha ha ha..." Magic spirit burst out laughing: "humble mole ants, you will all die here, and then become my puppets. No one can escape under my great dream power. "

Xu Ziyan's heart is sinking. It turns out that this is not as simple as the battle of Yuanshen. Yanshan spirits are trapped in the magic power of illusory spirit. In other words, Yanshan spirits are trapped in the dream and fight with illusory spirit in the dream. This is the dream of illusory spirit. Illusory spirit is the master of the dream. Yanshan spirit and others can't win in illusory spirit's dream. Her only hope is Xu Ziyan.

Hearing the irony of the phantom spirit, Xu Ziyan didn't attack immediately. Instead, she began to build a defense palace and labyrinth in her own sea of knowledge. Although she had Kunpeng eyes, she didn't have the strength to fight against the dream power of the phantom spirit. If she also fell into a dream, it would be the end of the whole army.

Suddenly, Xu Ziyan's heart was awed, and the phantom opposite her disappeared. While building a maze, Xu Ziyan opened Kun Peng's eyes and looked around, looking for the trace of illusory spirit.

Soon, she found a bright spot and stabbed the sword in her hand. The light spot disappeared in an instant and appeared in two directions. Xu Ziyan quickly stabbed out again, the light spot disappeared in an instant, and appeared in another direction.

Xu Ziyan stopped, his face became extremely dignified. She found it hard to lock the spirit in the magic city. She frowned slightly and quickly pushed forward in her heart.

Is this magic city the real body of the magic spirit, and that light group the soul of the magic spirit?

If that's the case, aren't you in the phantom body? In his inner space?

Xu Ziyan's heart became nervous and looked around. He saw that some other great friars fell from the air and fell on the ground, motionless.

"Then let me destroy this magic city!"

Xu Ziyan's eyes flickered, and two blue lights suddenly burst out of his eyes, sweeping across the magic city.

Magic power: break the battle.

"Boom boom..."

Xu Ziyan's heart is a joy when the whole magic city is smashed by Kunpeng's magic power. But then the look on her face changed. Then he saw that the magic city which had not completely collapsed recovered quickly. The speed of collapse was not as fast as the speed of recovery. Later, the magic city was completely unchanged.

This makes Xu Ziyan's heart cold down. She knows that at the beginning, the magic city collapsed. It's just that the magic spirit was suddenly attacked by her. Now that the magic spirit is ready, the magic city is as solid as gold.

At this time, all the monks, including the soul of Yanshan, fell into a bitter battle. They fought with another one in their dreams. They found that they could do it themselves, and the other could do it themselves, and they had no hope of winning.

But these monks were not flustered. When they were young, they also entered such a dreamland to practice. They just felt that this dreamland was more powerful now. They were patiently struggling with each other, looking for each other's flaws.

Unfortunately, they not only did not find each other's flaws, but let each other find their own flaws, and gradually fell behind.

"Sacrifice!"

Xu Ziyan sacrificed Taixu sword. When he raised his hand a little, the eleven sword spirits in Taixu sword flashed out, and formed a sword array with Taixu sword spirits in Taixu sword, covering the past toward that light spot.

Xu Ziyan's biggest headache now is that he can't lock the other side. He hopes that the sword spirit array can lock the magic spirit.

But

This is the inner space of the phantom. It's a dream to lock the phantom. The speed of the sword spirit is very fast, but it can't lock the magic spirit. Xu Ziyan feels waves coming towards him, which is the magic power of big dream.

Xu Ziyan guards yuan Shen tightly, reaches out his hand to recall twelve sword spirits, and sets up a sword array around him to protect himself. Each sword spirit releases its own magic power, especially thunder, which has turned the surrounding area into a sea of thunder. But Xu Ziyan can find that the kind of fluctuation released by the other side is still approaching him. Although the speed is extremely slow, he is firm.

One by one, the immortal statues kept falling down, and Xu Ziyan was worried. Now she did not know whether the great friars were just falling into a dream or falling."Ha ha ha..." The phantom's laughter came again: "they are going to be my puppets, so are you, ha ha ha..."

Xu Ziyan's heart is a little relaxed. The magic Spirit says so, which proves that the great friars of heaven should be in a dream now, and they haven't fallen yet. But if they can't strangle the spirit, I'm afraid that even if they don't fall, they will become the puppets of the spirit.

"No! You can't give the illusory spirit a chance. If the illusory spirit turns all the friars here into puppets, and then let these puppets besiege themselves, they will never survive. You can't give him a chance! "

Xu Ziyan reaches out his hand and holds it in the air. The eleven sword spirits return to the Taixu sword. Xu Ziyan holds the Taixu sword and attacks the magic spirit.

But the phantom appeared on the other side. Xu Ziyan had no choice but to keep attacking the magic spirit. All of a sudden, the sea tide was boiling in the dreamland.

With Xu Ziyan's crazy attack, her heart is getting colder and colder. Not a single attack fell on the phantom, but her power and kunpengmu power were rapidly consumed. If it goes on like this, let alone the consumption of Yuanli, once Kunpeng's magic power is exhausted, she can no longer see through the dreamland in front of her. At that time, she will be beaten passively and finally be forced to fall into the big dream magic power.

But Xu Ziyan didn't dare to stop. Once she stopped, she would be in a hopeless situation if she gave the magic spirit the chance to turn those friars into puppets.

Xu Ziyan's heart is getting colder and colder. This coldness doesn't come from the consumption of Yuanli. There are many more of her Yuanli. It comes from the consumption of Kunpeng's purpose. She already feels that her eyes are beginning to ache, and the laughter of phantom spirit is shaking around

Xu Ziyan closed his eyes, a drop of blood and tears fell from the corner of his eyes, and Kunpeng's eyes were consumed. She could no longer see where the phantom was.

She put away the Taixu sword and stood quietly in the void. Now she can only expect that her Yuanshen's power is strong enough, and she won't easily fall into a dream and fight with the phantom spirit.

"Hum..."

A wave of Yuan Shen enters her sea of knowledge. Xu Ziyan's yuan Shen sits in the huge and magnificent palace and looks out. Then I saw a magnificent dream spread to her.

Sitting on the lotus throne, Xu Ziyan's God pinches his fingers and sees the maze outside the palace begin to turn, isolating the magnificent dream from the outside.

The two sides began to fight. The labyrinth in the sea divided, surrounded and strangled those magnificent dreams

After fighting back and forth for several times, the magic spirit didn't get the slightest advantage, but let Xu Ziyan strangle the magnificent dream. At this time, Xu Ziyan played the role of Yuan Shen in the later stage of the ninth floor of the Holy Level incisively and vividly.

"Hum..."

A group of light broke into Xu Ziyan's sea of knowledge. A twist turned into a phantom. The armrest stood outside the maze and looked at the maze.

Xu Ziyan's heart is a tight, she knows that this is the spirit of magic.

"Ha ha..." Magic spirit lightly smile: "a little means, but you don't know, the fight between the gods, we magic spirit has a unique advantage."

When the words fell, he saw the phantom raise his hand to the maze, and the maze began to collapse

Xu Ziyan fingers quickly turned up, pulled out the shadow in the air, the collapse of the maze began to quickly repair.

"Why?"

Magic spirit issued a surprise, but the eyes are naked to release a disdain, fingers toward the maze even point.

"Boom..."

The labyrinth began to collapse in a large area. If Xu Ziyan saved it, it would not stop the collapse of the labyrinth. It was only within three minutes that the whole labyrinth completely collapsed, and the huge and magnificent palace was exposed in front of the illusory spirit.

Xu Ziyan yuan Shen's face became very sad, and the magic spirit's face was full of laughter. Reach out a finger to the palace.

"Hum..."

The palace gives out layers of precious light, blocking the magic finger outside.

"Well?"

Magic spirit's face showed a trace of surprise, stretched out a hand to move a formula, and then clapped to the palace.

Xu Ziyan's knowledge beyond the sea.

Yanshan soul, immortal master, demon master and Kuitun, the four holy friars, suddenly opened their eyes and looked around. There was a look of anxiety on their faces. They couldn't see the magic spirit. They could only see Xu Ziyan and other friars standing in the air with their eyes closed. Moreover, on the ground of the magic city, they were in a coma. At this time, there were several ten great friars in heaven.

Yanshan spirit, immortal Lord, Demon Lord and Kuitun, the four great monks of holy level, spread the divine consciousness rapidly. Although they could not see the illusory spirit, they could find the illusory spirit depending on the degree of distortion of the divine consciousness.

But

Then their faces became more dignified, for they could not even feel the spirit at this time.

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