Prehistoric: Green Snake just wants to cultivate immortals

Chapter 83 Illusory Cocoon
Luo Wei is as fast as lightning, but Mu Gongfen is even faster.

A blue light flickered in his hand, and a pagoda instantly covered his whole body, blooming with blue flowers.At the same time, with one hand raised, he borrowed a little bit of strength from the original Lord Jiutianmu to enter the wooden pagoda.

The wooden pagoda swelled ten feet high, resisting the red light of Luo Wei's thousands of needles.

"I know you're dishonest girl." Mu Gong chuckled distractedly, "Since it's the last match, I don't have to hide my strength."

After the words fell, Mu Gong pointed to the sky with one hand, and the blue clouds descended from the sky, and the law of the great way of wood merged into his body.

Luo Wei's face was pale and bloodless, and immediately released a cloud of blood to condense on the top of her head, like a canopy, absorbing the blood from Siye's corpses, gathering it into a sea, and protecting it in front of her body.

Mugong sneered, stretched out his hand and pointed out.

The body of the Qinghua pagoda is superimposed with [-] innate gods. The pagoda stands tall in the sky and falls slowly, falling down towards Luo Wei. The sea of ​​blood is heavy but it is difficult to withstand the pagoda's weight of hundreds of millions.

The sea of ​​blood gradually sinks, the pagoda is overwhelmed, and the sky is full of green flowers, just like a holy suppression of demons, the huge tower of gods gradually presses down on Luo Wei, and the void is sealed for thousands of miles. The tower of the gods suppressed the ground little by little.

Luo Wei fell back an inch, and the pagoda also pressed down an inch.

Seeing this, Qingling knew that she couldn't stay out of it, so she waved her hand without hesitation.

From the big sleeve, Bai Fu flew out, turning into a bat with its wings spread out, not advancing but retreating, flying around the wooden god.

The same wood centimeter chuckled, never thinking that there is another innate god.

But then a lore arrow was shot, the long arrow was three feet long, sharp and sharp, and the cold light of the arrow pierced people's hearts. The ancient trees are branches, and together they become the force of destruction.

"Boom~"

The loud noise shook the sky, and amidst the smoke and dust, Mu Gongfen's right palm was slightly numb, and the long arrow flew backwards, and Qingling rushed forward.

Thousands of bells rang together, thousands of silks flew together, and the sky was filled with blue silks like cocoons, forming a blue silk space covering thousands of miles like silkworm chrysalis.

Qingling stepped on the silk with bare feet, the black hair fluttered and the black hair fluttered. Thousands of phantom tones vibrated together, and one sound was superimposed. In the thousands of green silk, the ring tones were bounced and collided and combined again, one accent combined with one accent.

The bell rings, the bell stops, and "Ding Dong~" can be heard endlessly.

The all-pervasive phantom sound in the void erodes the primordial spirit of Mu cmen, surrounded by thousands of bell sounds, and the world changes.

The thousands of miles of heaven and earth dispersed, countless colorful intertwined, and the god of wood centimeters appeared in one sea area.

On the island of the Purple Mansion, Wanxiu worshiped, and all living beings surrendered. A coercive old man wearing a crown and holding a scepter stood on a high platform.

Mu Gong couldn't help laughing, playing illusion with him, it's really courting death.

Outside of the illusion, Qingling's feet are surrounded by green silk, and every time he lifts his foot, every time he falls, the golden bell hanging on the blue silk will emit different rhythms.

Looking at the magnificent scene of Wanxiu's pilgrimage, Mu Gongfen couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "Although it is an illusion, this kind of supreme power is really tempting."

As soon as the voice fell, with a wave of his sleeves, thousands of worshipers were all turned into flying ashes.

Outside the illusion, Qing Ling let out a muffled snort, but his posture was still in the slightest, the thousand bells vibrated, and the phantom sound reappeared.

Above the Divine Island of the Purple Mansion, the situation is changing, thousands of clouds gather, the wind follows, and the clouds and rain accompany them.A tall and straight figure stands high in the void, wind, cloud and rain gather, and hundreds of millions of storms gather behind him, like a god, with divine power like hell.

A haughty and noble voice came from Nine Heavens: "Where can a mere wood spirit escape?"

Mu Gongfen, who was still chuckling, froze instantly, and exclaimed, "Ancestor of Qinglong! How is that possible?"

His state of mind, which had always been as calm as water, was like ripples in a lake, and his state of mind was slightly flawed by the shock brought about by the vision.

Because the ancestor of the Qinglong that Qingling introduced into the illusion is the same as the Qinglong in Mugong's memory, no matter the charm, appearance or momentum, they are all extremely realistic!

He was originally born in Zifu Shendao, but he had to leave because of the power of the Dragon Clan, and he became an exile. He hated and feared the Dragon Clan very much in his heart.

Bai Fu, who was flying around the sky, suddenly approached the cocoon of illusion, and the dead gray strange aura on his body entered Mugong's defense as if nothing, and entrenched on top of Mugong's head.

A strange sense of disaster came in the heart of Mu Gongshen.

At the same time, Mugong himself, whose upper body fits into one sky, has his luck on the top swallowed by a bat-like dead gray. The strange feeling makes Mugong feel a sense of wonder in his heart. The control of the avenue is weakened by a ray, and the control of the world is taken up by the eclipse.

In the cocoon of illusion, Mu Gongfen's mind trembled, and then he realized that this was an illusion, his heart relaxed, and he calmed down and shattered the illusion in the sky with his palm.

But then the illusion around him changed again. He was sitting on the bench in the main hall, and Luo Wei was lying on his body naked at some point, the soft touch and the snow-white sight made him think about it.

Changing again, he was again in the world where Fang Mugong and Venerable Xi were fighting. Mugong was defeated miserably, and he saw himself being slapped to death with a palm.

After experiencing "shock, fear, desire, fear, greed" and so on in Mugong's heart, he actually looks forward to what the next illusion will be like.

The sky was full of blood and rain, the mighty dragon fell to the ground, and the noble and proud phoenix broke its wings and died.

The world is chaotic and fearful, endless murderous intentions are introduced, and Mugong is shocked. In this world ruled by dragons, phoenixes and unicorns, who would dare to blaspheme the dragon clan like this?Who can slaughter the Dragon Clan like this?

He saw that that person was himself, dressed in a blue shirt, with an immortal demeanor, standing proudly for 33 days, and submitting to heaven and earth.

……

Illusion after illusion, illusion again and again, although he knew it was an illusion, he still began to look forward to the feeling of encountering and enjoying in the illusion.

Desiring to live a lifetime, the emptiness is endless, the illusion is endless, Qingling travels through thousands of layers, thousands of silks step through, and a thousand layers of illusions are superimposed, and finally trapped this Mu Gongfen god.

And the innate god tower that suppressed Luo Wei gradually dimmed its light, and gradually lost its power and remained still in the air. Luo Wei hurriedly tried to escape.

Qing Ling stepped over the many black threads, and Mi Tiansuo covered Mu Gong's whole body. As the illusion deepened, Mu Gongshen would also be bound more and more tightly by Mi Tiansuo!

But Qingling's primordial spirit could no longer do anything else.Even if the other party is just a distraction of Da Luo Jinxian, not a real independent clone, with extremely weak soul power, it is definitely not something he can kill.

Qingling just trapped him, or put him into a deep sleep. Once he disturbed him, Mu Gong would wake up from the illusion and use thunderous means.

Even if the other party is asleep, Qing Ling is not sure that he can kill the other party in an instant, so he cannot move, and the other party will not wake up for the time being.

(End of this chapter)