Opposite him, Mo Liangcheng showed a sarcastic look on his face.

"Space Secret Method? I have said a long time ago, never use the space Secret Method to show off in front of me. Because what I understand..."

With both hands, two space cracks that lead to heaven and earth opened instantly. One side of the suction force surged like a strong magnet, sucking all the lightning attacks superimposed in front of them; the other side was like a powerful water pump, accelerating the absorbed attack and spitting out.

“——How many times more than you don’t know!”

The two space cracks actually played the role of a transit station under his control. Coupled with such a strong attack, if placed outside, it would inevitably tear apart a space, but the space channel controlled by Mo Liang City was always very stable.

The power of spiritual skills that have always been relatively important. The so-called enemy is strong and I am weak, but when the elders think that even if they face Ye Shuo's "infinite superposition attack", they may not be able to escape unscathed, the genius myth of Mo Liang City is no longer only in the group of disciples. After this battle, he has directly qualified to be among the elders!

Xu Wuji sat upright in the stands, feeling the admiring gaze projecting from all directions, and a faint smile was always on the corner of his mouth.

When he thinks of the powerful and invincible young spiritual cultivator on the ring now, he is the disciple he has cultivated, he can enjoy an unparalleled sense of satisfaction.

More importantly, when the boy from Xuantian Sect was sent to hell, his plan to unify the six sects could be officially launched. Is there anything more joyful than getting a long-cherished wish for a long time?

On the ring, endless lightning formed a world, repeatedly eroding the tiny human figure among them.

Although Ye Shuo's figure has been blurred several times, as if it will completely disappear into ashes at any time, his life aura always exists, standing tenaciously and weakly. It is like a dead branch floating in the vast ocean, being knocked over by waves again and again, but again emerges from the next corner again and again. Even the power of heaven and earth cannot destroy that glimmer of life.

"Why! I have no grudges and no grudges with you, we have always been good friends! We are good friends! Why do you have to kill me?"

Ye Shuo no longer remembers how many lightning flashes penetrated his body. Under this attack like a curse of destruction, he had nowhere to escape, and even if he merged into the space, he would be bombarded again. But even though he was bleeding all over, Ye Shuo was still shouting with his only remaining strength, as if he was sending a desperate accusation to the god of fate in the dark.

"Your identity is the greatest hatred." Mo Liangcheng raised his head expressionlessly, and after a brief hesitation, he added: "You should know it well, right?"

"I don't understand! I don't understand!" Ye Shuo yelled back frantically, "I really don't understand why you became like this! Where did the Liangcheng brothers I first met go? I beg you! Don't go crazy anymore, aren't we as good as before?!"

The cry of calling for friendship, combined with Ye Shuo's almost hoarse voice, echoed in the blood of changing things, making it look particularly shrill.

Mo Liangcheng's eyes were sharp: "Pretend to be crazy and stupid!" A layer of water-like ripples slowly swept open on the soles of his feet, and the coverage area continued to expand, replacing the nearly declining lightning space, and constantly covering Ye Shuo again for a moment.

The sound wave attacks that penetrated deep into the soul seemed to be chewing in the brain marrow. All the sound, color, light and shadow turned into various pains. After a brief period of use of power, Ye Shuo finally hugged his head and screamed in vain.

With his soul strength, he never knew what mental attacks were. However, at this moment, it seemed that he had made up for his lack of more than ten years of experience at once, and the torment he was entrenched in his soul made him feel extremely painful.

In addition, Ye Shuo's fighting spirit also fell to the lowest point. As an enemy, Mo Liang City is really powerful enough to make people feel desperate. I dare not think about the fusion of the three elements. After all, he was not skilled in mastering that move, and the fusion process also takes time. With Mo Liang City's strength, it is obviously not left to him for this period of time.

As for his strongest move at this stage, he originally thought it was enough to injure the opponent, but it should be severe and not to die, so he dared to use it with confidence. But he was cracked casually by Mo Liangcheng like this, how could he fight such an enemy? They are not of the same level at all! But at this point, even if he wants to take the initiative to walk down this arena, the opponent will probably not let it go easily.

Mo Liangcheng had already activated the sound wave attack to maximize it. It was an attack that he could overdraw his soul power to the limit. When Ye Shuo was in pain, he was also suffering from varying degrees of torture.

He hurts himself before hurting others. At this moment, Mo Liangcheng suddenly understood Chu Tianyao's thoughts.

I also want to be like you before. To be honest, I don’t want you to be a demon at all.

The left hand slowly raised, and the right hand slowly leaned on the back of the left hand. A ball of energy light wave gradually rotated in the overlapping palms.

When the dazzling golden light swallowed the world, a hint of loneliness suddenly flashed in Mo Liangcheng's low gaze.

Now I should beg you, give me a reason not to kill you...

Since the start of the competition, Mo Liangcheng's fast-paced pursuit and fierce attack made everyone stunned and even forgot about the evaluation. At this time, this short gap also made the once silent audience active again.

"This is the crush of strength! This is the first time I have seen such a one-sided championship battle!"

"That's right, Ye Shuo looked very good in the previous few games, and it was not enough to watch it in front of Mo Liang City!"

Of course, another sound is not weak.

"This is a game, not a desperate effort. He is too much, right?" Qi Lan wanted to rush to the ring. If the consultant hadn't stopped him, he and the angry Helian Feng might have pulled out all the Taoist Chen's beard.

Taoist Master Le Chen sighed deeply: "In the current situation, I'm afraid I'm not convenient to interfere. That Mo Liang City is the number one darling of Xu Wuji, and he mostly relies on this to be fearless. Even this is Xu Wuji's order!" While pressing Qi Lan's hand that pulled his beard again, "But if he wants to cause permanent damage to Shuoer, I will never sit idly."

"It's too late to that time!" Qi Lan grabbed Taoist Master Chen's hair again without hesitation, "Master Master, find a way to help Senior Brother! He is about to lose his way!"

As Qi Lan repeatedly pulled, Taoist Master Lechen suddenly lit up his eyes and hurriedly shouted to the stage: "Shuoer, use the Manjushri Sword! You specially reshaped the Manjushri Sword before the game. Now it's time to come in handy!"

"Manjusri Sword?" A flash of lightning flashed through Ye Shuo's heart, "Yes, there is also Manjusri Sword, why did I forget?" A little thought came to his mind, and a long sword that was crystal clear had appeared in his hands.

"Manjushu Sword? Eliminate demons and destroy evil?" Mo Liangcheng also heard Taoist Chen's shouting, and then recalled the allusion of the Manjushu Sword, "Am I a demon? It's ridiculous!"

Because he was knocked away by a palm in the confrontation just now, the distance between the two was almost isolated from most of the ring. Taking this opportunity, Ye Shuo also stepped up his injecting spiritual power into the Manjushri Sword.

Somehow, Mo Liangcheng did not rush to pursue him. At this time, he also stared at the Manjushri Sword in Ye Shuo's hand with a complicated expression, as if waiting for an answer.

The incident happened at this moment. Almost as Ye Shuo's spiritual power entered the sword body, his body suddenly trembled violently. Circles of blood-colored patterns began to climb up his arms. Wherever he passed, the exposed skin turned into a red color, like a piece of red-hot soldering iron.

As the blood-colored lines gradually climbed to the neck, a layer of black air suddenly emanated from Ye Shuo's body, slowly forcing the intertwined blood lines to retreat. But as the Manjushri Sword once again flourished, the blood-colored lines also made a comeback. The two forces did not give in to each other and regarded his body as a battlefield. This feeling was even more painful than just enduring the sound wave attack from Mo Liang City. The difference was that this time, he could no longer even shout.

However, although the blood-colored pattern was protected by the Manjushri Sword and was extremely fierce at first, over time, it seemed that the black energy was better. Ye Shuo's arms had taken off their redness, and instead, his whole body began to be wrapped in this layer of black gas of unknown origin and was wrapped around his brain, which made his consciousness feel like a moment of trance.

"How is this possible?!" In the seat of the Xuantian Sect, the only great elder of the powerful genitals widened his eyes. He knew very well that the only explanation would appear, but that means...

How is this possible? How is it possible?!

"Player Ye Shuo's reaction suddenly became very strange! Could it be that something was wrong with the weapons in his hand?" The referee also noticed this strange scene. At this time, he was using the microphone to convey his confusion.

When the black air just appeared, Mo Liangcheng's pupils continued to shrink. At the end, he even showed a look of extreme fear, as if he had seen the most terrifying scene in the world.

"Master... I sensed it. Although it was very weak, there was indeed a demonic energy..." Mo Liangcheng's eyes were still staring at Ye Shuo, and at the same time, he divided a spiritual sense and urgently sent a voice to Xu Wuji.

Xu Wuji's soul power is better than Mo Liangcheng. At this time, he also sensed the evil power emitted from Ye Shuo. Originally, it was just to find an excuse to kill the other party, but now it seems that it was a mistake, which really surprised Xu Wuji.

But now he didn't have time to sense it carefully, and immediately sent a voice reply: "Yes, if you don't kill him now, everything you have experienced in the illusion will become a reality!"

The nightmare of the illusion is the fatal weakness of Mo Liang City. It is also the ultimate nutrient that Xu Wuji is preparing to water the dark feathers!

"What...what!" Mo Liangcheng turned his head suddenly, and his spiritual power fluctuations became obviously disordered.

Xu Wuji smiled secretly in his heart, and added another fire without saying a word on the surface: "Once this demon is successful, he will surely kill all the people in the world. At that time, your father and your brother will be affected. Do you think it doesn't matter?"

Mo Liangcheng's whole body shook violently, and he turned his gaze back to Ye Shuo in disbelief. Just as his gaze was connected with the black gas, he suddenly felt a flash in front of him, and Ye Shuo's figure also turned into a bizarre scene.

He saw Ye Shuo disguising himself in front of him and transformed into a middle-aged strong man with thick eyebrows and big eyes. It was this person who stood beside his drunk father, raised his sword and fell... He appeared in the backyard of Mo Mansion and pierced his brother's throat with a sword... He set fire to the Mo family's house, killed all the servants, and jumped among the corpses, laughing wildly...

Everything Mo Liangcheng saw at this time was actually the real replay of Ye Shuo's scene of fighting against the inner demon in the illusion.

Originally, he had already walked out of the illusion and knew that everything was an illusion. However, under the intentional induction of the Dark Feather, his consciousness was completely confused. He could no longer distinguish between reality and falsehood. At this moment, in his mind, Ye Shuo seemed to have really killed his whole family. He had killed his beloved relatives, and he was the murderer who should be cut into pieces!

It is no wonder that Mo Liangcheng only knew that Ye Shuo had saved him in the illusion, but he did not know that his "reversal of cause and effect" process. In his memory, there was only that "stranger" who was not very good-looking. This was the first time he had seen with his own eyes that the stranger was actually disguised by Ye Shuo! The impact of this cognition on him suddenly became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Dare to hurt my family... I will kill you without mercy!!

Father...brother...even if I die, I will definitely protect you!

Damn monster...I want you to die!! I want you to die!!

In an instant, countless swords and sword shadows burst out from Mo Liangcheng's eyes. At the same time, under the inner view of Xu Wuji's soul, he could clearly see that the Dark Feather was constantly rising at an extreme speed, and grew into a towering tree in a blink of an eye. The lush black tree crown proudly spread, and countless black branches penetrated into every gap in Mo Liangcheng's soul. In just a moment, his spiritual world was completely filled with the giant tree of Dark Feather.

Xu Wuji's initial worries were actually redundant. When the Dark Feather grew to two-thirds of the height, they would never allow themselves to return without success. Even if they did not have the chance, they would take the initiative to create opportunities to inspire hatred in the hearts of the host. Mo Liangcheng's dysfunction just now and the targeted illusion replay are the masterpiece of the Dark Feather.

To put it another way, it is that when Xu Wuji talked with Mo Liangcheng before the game this morning, everything was actually destined. Even if he regretted it temporarily and wanted to cancel this plan, it would be too late.

However, how could this generation of heroes who have been strategizing for half of his life know how to regret it before the last moment?

Until the last moment, he would never know that he was not the layup, but just a chess piece that was also at the mercy of the game.

The causes that have been weaved layer by layer have planted the fruits of this moment.

The vicious curse set by the God of Nightmare has finally officially started!
Chapter completed!