"Everything is over here."

Xiao Yi let out a sigh of relief.

"Huh? No." Xiao Yi's expression suddenly changed.

He always feels something is wrong.

"No, it's still in the illusion." Xiao Yi reacted abruptly.

The voice just fell.

Buzzing...

The color of the surrounding world changed again.

The two corpses on the main line disappeared like the wind.

Tianjiao in all directions is no longer there.

Heaven and Earth, once again recovered as before, lonely... only two people.

Xiao Yi turned around, and Shui Ninghan was behind him.

At this moment, the water is cold, the clothes are neat, and the aqua blue dress is still as before. Of course, those beautiful eyes are also gloomy as before.

"Hall Master Xiao Yi is really difficult."

"I tried my best to keep you, even if I let you finish the obsession and kill me, I still can't keep you."

Xiao Yi sneered, "The illusion you constructed is indeed perfect, so perfect that there are no flaws, and it almost fooled me."

"Unfortunately, there is a fatal flaw in the illusion where I killed you two."

"Bei Yin Wuwei's death is too comfortable."

"Any way of dreaming is powerful, good at it, and even perfect; but even if this is the dream you have constructed, you will not want to see the picture of Bei Yin Wuwei's tragic death."

Yes, that illusion, with Xiao Yi's ability to perceive autumn leaves, could not find any clues.

Only Bei Yin Wuwei's death was a flaw.

No matter how great he is, no matter how powerful he thinks he is perfect knitting.

However, as long as you are tied to the person you care about, you will turn all perfection into flaws.

Xiao Yi sat down cross-legged and glanced at Shui Ninghan indifferently, "You can choose to repeat the old tricks, but your dream world will not keep me stuck for long."

With the firmness of his sword heart, he can't be disturbed by this dream world.

And with the illusion path he cultivated and the illusion path inheritance derived from the magic sky and magic path, it was only a matter of time before he could break through this dream world.

Moreover, this time will be shorter than Shui Ninghan imagined.

"Then wait and see." Shui Ninghan's face was cold.

Wow...

The color of heaven and earth changed again.

Xiao Yi frowned, suddenly, his mind buzzed.

For a moment, my mind went blank, and my eyes went black.

"Um." Xiao Yi snorted.

Suddenly, I felt a little dazzling, and unconsciously raised his hand to cover his eyes.

After slowly adapting, Xiao Yi moved his hand away.

What I saw before my eyes has changed drastically.

It is no longer the area of ​​the main array, no longer the lonely world.

Around, there is a sea of ​​cherry blossoms, all pink.

He was lying down in the sea of ​​pink flowers, looking up at the sky, looking at the blue sky and the pure white clouds.

Everything is so comfortable.

A wave of tiredness hit my heart suddenly.

Xiao Yi unconsciously remembered that Sheng Ying's party back then, he lay in a sea of ​​cherry blossoms and fell asleep, although only for a moment.

Cherry blossoms call the flower of requiem.

"Am I tired?" Xiao Yi felt the tiredness and exhaustion all over his body. There was a feeling that he just wanted to lie down here and didn't want to get up.

Of course, this thought only lasted for a moment.

"Born to toil and toil, huh." Xiao Yi ridiculed himself, his tiredness reduced a little.

Xiao Yi's heart was filled with faces that were tied to his heart.

Those are the only most important people he has in this lonely world.

"Heh." Xiao Yi chuckled, "Rather than you are tired, you are suffering, it is better to be the only one who is tired, and I am the only one who suffers.

Xiao Yi shook his head, completely exhausted, sat up, and then wanted to stand up.

But, just at this moment, a scent of fragrance came from beside him.

A well-behaved face appeared before his eyes.

"Yiyi?" Xiao Yi was startled.

"The son." Yiyi smiled sweetly and sat next to Xiao Yi.

"Um..." Xiao Yi was taken aback.

...

The area of ​​the Eighteen Houses, within the range of the evil formation.

Above the main formation, Beiyin Wuwei's surrounding guard formation had collapsed, but he was still sitting cross-legged, closing his eyes and practicing.

not far away.

Two figures, frozen.

Xiao Yi fought a sword in one hand, but his eyes closed tightly.

Shui Ninghan held the sword in both hands and gritted his teeth slightly.

How can there be half of the calm, unscathed, and noble state in the dream world.

Some are just embarrassed and covered in blood.

"Sure enough, she is the only one who can keep you." Shui Ninghan muttered to himself, looking at Xiao Yi, who was closing his eyes and freezing, and then glanced at Yiyi who was still under the pressure of the Jingyue Paddle Wheel in the distance.

Further away.

"What's the matter?" Murong Lingyun cursed, "What is Xiao Yi dazed to do? He didn't kill the demon?"

Beside them, Tianjiao sat on the ground weakly.

After being absorbed and exhausted by the towering tree, all the Tianjiao have been weakened and are sitting on the ground weakly.

The chaotic fierce battle that had been going on has already come to an end.

Now, just waiting for the arrogant figure with sword on the main battle line to put a stop to everything today.

But this cold and arrogant figure is still stunned.

"Something's wrong." Qing Lin frowned, "Junior Brother Xiao Yi was so stunned that he was so stunned that he would smash those two **** a thousand times."

Ran Qi squinted, "This guy is closing his eyes? Isn't something wrong, right?"

"Bad." Not far away, Meng Piao Piao exclaimed.

"It's a dream one, the dream one that demon girl is best at."

"Look, between her and Bei Yin Wuwei, there is an astonishingly huge spiritual aura."

Everyone looked at it.

"Hiss." Qing Lin took a breath, "Even if there are more than ten thousand high-grade spiritual veins."

Su Cheng smiled bitterly, "Ms. Shui's wealth is far beyond your imagination."

Shui Ninghan and Bei Yin Wuwei have planned for many years, and these spirit vein consumption flows are naturally absolutely sufficient.

Meng Piao Piao's face changed drastically, "It's over."

"If I didn't guess wrong, the demon girl must use this huge spiritual vein to support her, and is weaving an endless dream world for Palace Master Xiao Yi."

"Once you fall into it, before this huge spiritual vein power support is exhausted, Hall Master Xiao Yi will never want to get out."

"Humph." Xia Yiming snorted coldly.

"With the swordsmanship of the palace lord, what do you want to do with dreams and illusions?"

"You don't understand." Meng Piaopiao said in a startled voice, "Look more realistically, the Hall Master Xiao Yi's eyes closed tightly, and he is obviously in a phantom."

"Also, his fighting spirit is constantly fading."

"This means that his Dao Xin has already begun to be eaten away."

"Once Dao Xin completely falls, by then, he will be truly dead."

"Only Yu's body is still in the normal world, what is the difference between this and completely disappearing in this world?"

Xia Yiming's face changed drastically, "Only Yu's body still exists? Isn't that the same as those of heavenly monarchs?"

"Is the illusion come true?"

There are many Tianjiao around, looking at Xia Yiming with doubts.

Xia Yiming, as a follower of Xiao Yi, knew about the Battle of the Nine Desolations, but for the ordinary Tianjiao here, it was a secret.

"No, I'm going to save the palace lord..." Xia Yiming strongly supported his weak body, so he wanted to stand up with a sword.

"Senior Brother Xiao Yi..." Lin Zifeng gritted his teeth and also slowly raised his sword.

...

Third more.

Update today, over.

The space is limited and I haven't finished writing yet.

Update tomorrow, will be updated in advance, 3 to 4 in the morning.