Chapter 839 Is it still an illusion?
Wei Yang flashed, quickly retreated, sat cross-legged, lowered his head slightly, and looked at the milky white flame wrapped in the gray airflow in his palm.
With a thought, the gray air flow formed a swallowing vortex and quickly spun.
In the vortex, there is illusory black flame surging, sweeping up.
And the milky white flame that was constantly struggling was slowly disintegrating and dissipating.
other side.
Huh~
As the milky white flame left the body, Xiao Chen lowered his head and took a few deep breaths.
After a moment, he raised his head, glanced at Wei Yang with a complicated look, and then moved to Xiao Yan.
Looking at the clan pattern on Xiao Yan's forehead, he said in a hoarse voice: "How is the Xiao clan doing now?"
Xiao Yan was silent, and then said softly: "The Xiao clan no longer exists."
Immediately, he briefly explained the current situation of the Xiao family.
After listening to all this quietly, Xiao Chen never said anything from beginning to end.
But from the clenched fist, drops of bright red blood slowly slid down.
After a long time, he said with a trembling voice: "Has even Brother Xiao Xuan fallen?"
Looking at Xiao Chen who clenched his fists and lowered his face, Xiao Yan also sighed lightly.
He knew the immense regret in Xiao Chen's heart, but even if Xiao Chen had not disappeared and stayed in the Xiao Clan, he might not be able to change the final outcome of the Xiao Clan.
The atmosphere was silent and dead.
After an unknown amount of time, Wei Yang, who was sitting cross-legged, stood up, and the milky white flame in his palm also disappeared.
"I have pulled out the demon fire from your body. Just be careful and don't let the demon fire control your mind again." Wei Yang said.
"Thank you." Xiao Chen nodded, forcing an ugly smile on his face.
“It takes a little effort.” Wei Yang nodded slightly.
"This is the demon fire space. Ancestor Xiao Chen, please take us to where the demon fire body is." Xiao Yan said softly.
"You, including me, are no match for the Pure Lotus Demon Fire." Xiao Chen shook his head, his voice still a little hoarse.
"It's here now, even if we don't look for it and stay here, there is no way to survive, right?" Xiao Yan smiled slightly, but there was a fiery light shining in his eyes.
Just kidding, he has been waiting for this day for more than 20 years, how could he give up.
Xiao Chen and Xiao Yan looked at each other for a moment, "Follow me."
He finally turned around slowly and walked towards the last palace door.
"Follow me." Xiao Yan didn't say much, waved his hand gently, and quickly followed.
Afterwards, Gun Nanhai opened his mouth, intending to say something, but in the end he did not say anything and looked at Wei Yang.
"Why, you're scared and want to back out? Xiao Yan is right, they're here already, and without fighting the residual pure lotus demon fire, none of us can even think of leaving." Wei Yang said calmly, and then took steps to follow.
Gu Nanhai smiled bitterly and could only follow.
That’s right, you can’t escape or get out of the lair of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire.
Therefore, there is no other way but to find the true body of the Pure Lotus Demonic Fire and defeat it.
Boom~
The group of people followed Xiao Chen silently, watching him slowly push open the giant door.
Behind the giant door is a staircase that extends to the end. At the end of the staircase, a huge altar stone platform can be vaguely seen.
Looking at the stone altar, Xiao Yan smiled faintly, and immediately stepped onto the stone stairs first, and then walked towards the end step by step.
Then there is Wei Yang.
After that, Xiao Chen, Gu Nanhai and others hesitated for a while, but also quickly followed.
Everyone climbed the stairs in silence, and after about ten minutes, they finally approached the altar.
Looking up, I saw a huge throne standing silently on top of the altar. On the throne, a figure in a white robe sat quietly cross-legged.
Wisps of milky white flames hovered around it, constantly changing into various shapes.
This white figure just sat quietly without any breath spreading out.
However, in the eyes of a group of people, that figure seemed so powerful, majestic, and strange.
When everyone actually stepped onto the altar, the figure in white robe finally slowly opened his eyes.
On his handsome face, there was a smile that was a bit surprising.
"If you defeat me, you will be able to obtain the origin of the demon fire. Otherwise, you will stay here forever and become my fire slaves." His voice was soft and kind.
But the sound came out as if even this space was trembling.
Gu Nanhai and others looked extremely solemn, and there was also a sense of frustration and powerlessness in their hearts.
The person in front of them actually made them feel invincible.
Like an ant looking up at a giant dragon.
The silence lasted for a moment.
Huh~
Xiao Yan took a long breath, turned his head to look at Wei Yang, and said with a wry smile: "Brother, can you see it?"
"Yes." Wei Yang nodded slowly, and a feeling appeared on his face. With a hint of tiredness and helplessness, he raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, and a low voice slowly sounded, "We are still in an illusion."
"Huh?!" Gu Nanhai was stunned.
“What?” Xiao Chen’s pupils shrank.
Yao Lao, Gu Xun'er and the others also opened their mouths slightly and were speechless.
"Jinglian Demon Fire, it seems that you have learned the inheritance of Jinglian Demon Saint very well. Otherwise, you would not be able to cultivate Nightmare Tianwu to this level."
Xiao Yan looked at it The man in white robe sighed: "I have to admit that the illusion you created is more realistic than the ancient Bodhi tree, but no matter how realistic the illusion is, it is still an illusion. It will always be fake. "It's really impossible to tell the difference."
"If we hadn't experienced hundreds of reincarnations, we wouldn't be able to tell the difference." Wei Yang was also convinced and pointed at the man in white robes, "You can, I am Wei. This is the first time in Yang’s life that he has been tricked like this.”
The gentle smile on the face of the handsome man in white robe began to solidify.
In its place was a strange coldness.
He stared closely at Wei Yang and Xiao Yan. Although he did not speak, the space around him was shaking violently like water waves.
"Illusion?"
Gu Nanhai and others finally came back to their senses slowly, with disbelief on their faces, and said: "You mean, from the beginning to the end, we have Have you been in a fantasy world all this time? "
"I am real." Ada shouted quickly, "Master, I am real, not an illusion."
"I know you are real." Hand, signaling Ah Da to be calm and calm.
"Brother Xiao Yan." Gu Xun'er also quickly looked at Xiao Yan.
"We are all real, including Ancestor Xiao Chen." Xiao Yan said lightly, staring at the man in white robes, "But we have indeed fallen into an illusion. This is the most terrifying thing about Nightmare Tianwu. "
"If we continue to follow the arrangement of the Pure Lotus Demon Fire, then we will be exhausted and unable to get out, and we will only sink deeper and deeper until we finally sink completely. , become its Fire Slave."
"Even if we go through a war here and go through all the trouble to kill it, it doesn't make any sense, because we still continue to stay in the illusion. With a thought, he can be resurrected and continue to fight with us."
"So, the countless fire slaves we killed along the way were all fake?" Gu Nanhai was a little helpless. accept.
"There is a high probability that those Dou Zun Fire Slaves are just the product of one thought. Just spend a little energy or concentration, and you can have enough."
Xiao Yan said softly: "These Among the fire slaves, only Ancestor Xiao Chen is the real one. There is truth among the lies, and there is truth among the truth. This is the scary part of Nightmare Tianwu, leading us by the nose and making us believe it.”
Gu Nanhai and others looked at each other, and then scanned the surroundings cautiously, but no matter. No matter how they probe, they can't detect any fluctuations in the illusion.
Everything seems extremely real.
Too true.
(End of this chapter)