Silence and darkness blocked vision and hearing, and all the senses in the body became sharper.
Soul-taking came out of Murong Wu's hand and floated in the air, rising and falling, surrounded by blue aura.
Unable to see or hear, Murong Wu moved little by little, the steps under his feet were slow but very steady, and all the guard in his body was removed, and he kept moving around in the most relaxed posture.
Everything in this place is real, but it is also all fake.
If you step into an illusion and cannot tell the difference clearly and indulge in it, the result will be death or self-destruction.
Xiang Yang looked at Murong Wu, wondering what he was doing and his face was filled with anxiety.
Just as he was about to go over, a black energy suddenly struck in front of him, stopping him and preventing him from disturbing him.
Murong Wu seemed to be unaware and still walked very steadily.
In the darkness and silence, her mind became clearer and clearer, and she could feel every movement around her.
The Soul Capture does not disturb her, but it still has actions.
The illusion is hallucinogenic, and it has the effect of stabilizing her mind.
Here, it is also a contest between it and the illusion.
Xiang Yang looked at the cyan figure who seemed to be walking around casually, but he was very organized and held his breath, not daring to disturb him.
He had always disliked that burly figure, but now it looked so pleasing to the eye and so attractive.
The surroundings were even more silent.
Suddenly, the person in front of him suddenly opened his eyes.
The sharp light was cold and absorbing, and the aura around his body returned.
The surroundings instantly trembled and surrendered.
There was a clear sound of "Charming Soul", and the ink light flew back to Murong Wu's hand almost at the same time.
Xiang Yang was shocked and quickly looked around.
He saw Mu Wu suddenly flying into the air, and the original dagger in his hand turned into a long sword.
A sharp black energy exuded a powerful momentum and rushed directly to the most ordinary place in the south. , the earth shook instantly Murong Wu's face was full of killing blows.
Her cold face and eyes were terrifying.
She mobilized all the three silences in her body and killed her with the soul-stirring sword.
The sharp sound completely broke the calm, the earth continued to tremble, and even the air was distorted, as if a big hand was constantly tearing apart everything here.
Murong Wu's whole body was already emitting a blue aura to protect her.
She also used her internal energy to protect her body, but even so, her whole body was twisted and painful.
She didn't know whether it was an illusion or reality, but the grip on the soul-hunting body never relaxed, and the power to kill that place never weakened.
Xiangyang also raised his body protection.
Seeing Murong Wu's actions, he rushed over without hesitation.
He also had an extremely strong force on his hand to help Murong Wu hit him. boom boom The earth kept shaking violently, and the scorching heat that had just dissipated suddenly returned to even higher temperatures than before.
The hot temperature made the distorted air even more poisonous, and their breath was robbed.
The two of them could only hold their breath at this time, but their hands did not relax at all, and even became more ruthless.
Click, click Red magma rushed out from the earth, spraying straight towards the two people who dared to resist them.
Thousands of fiery red ravines gradually connected into one, and the other fallen people were buried in it, turned into fly ash, and became a veritable the fiery hell This is a fantasy, this is a fantasy Xiang Yang's face was ugly and his eyes were squinting.
He tried to tell himself that this was an illusion and that his brothers were fine, but this heat was so real and the feeling was so real.
Murong Wu pursed her lips tightly, and the three silences in her body kept attacking that place, and beads of sweat kept dripping.
Before they hit, they were already evaporated by the heat: