Li Yuan waved his hand, and the eight mirrors on the ground quickly retracted and surrounded him. Then he saw his hands casting several spells in the air, and the eight mirrors were aligned with the mirrors facing outward.

Eight beams of light shot out from the mirror, and layers of phantoms appeared, transforming into a maze city that enveloped Wang Shuo.

"If you can't use this illusion, your soul will turn into a wild ghost and be trapped in it forever, hahahaha!"

Wang Shuo smiled: "What if I can get out?"

"Go out, hahahahaha, fellow Taoist, you'd better look at your own situation before saying this!"

Although Li Yuan could not be seen in person, his tone made people unable to help but step forward and give him a slap.

"Illusion, huh!" Wang Shuo looked at the illusion maze with amusement. As a fox demon, illusion and enchantment are the talents of his race. How could he be afraid of Li Yuanyi's illusion.

What's more, this illusion seems to be less profound than my own illusion, so the illusion is a magic weapon, and its scale is much stronger than man-made magic.

Wang Shuo looked up at the maze and walked forward.

Wang Shuo had just entered the maze, and the surrounding scene changed. Wang Shuo came to a room. The moment he entered, Wang Shuo returned to the time when he was eighteen years old. The past memories came to his mind again, as if he had entered a dream, and his mind was filled with confusion.

confused.

Just when he felt this way, the "Nine Yuan Xuanling Jue" in his body immediately began to circulate. Wang Shuo's heart moved and he suppressed the technique.

Wang Shuo stepped forward and sat down on the stone chair, picked up the tea cup in front of him, and took a sip.

"Junior brother, does this tea smell good?" Yan Yue smiled in front of her.

Wang Shuo shook his head: "It's so bitter and hard to drink!"

"This tea..."

Before Yan Yue could finish speaking, Wang Shuo came to Yan Yue's side in an instant and pulled her into his arms: "Senior sister...!"

Yan Yue in her arms was stunned for a moment, then smiled sweetly: "Junior brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Shuo showed a sad expression and stared at Yan Yue's face for a long time, with tears flashing in his eyes: "Senior sister..."

Seeing Wang Shuo like this, Yan Yue stretched out her hand to wipe away his tears when Wang Shuo suddenly said: "...Senior sister has always called me Shuo'er!"

Suddenly, Yan Yue's face froze, and the surrounding scenes turned into ashes and disappeared, and the image of a maze was restored around her.

As the surrounding scenes disappeared, the dreamlike confusion in Wang Shuo's heart immediately disappeared, and it was like waking up from a dream.

After shaking his head and sighing, the "Nine Yuan Xuanling Jue" in his body immediately started to circulate in Wang Shuo's body. A sense of spirituality came to his heart, and the surrounding maze immediately became as transparent as a shadow in Wang Shuo's eyes!

Through the transparent walls of the maze, Wang Shuo saw mirrors suspended in eight directions around Wang Shuo. From each mirror, a mana red god penetrated into Wang Shuo's body.

These eight red ropes kept extracting Wang Shuo's soul, but Wang Shuo had no idea before running the technique.

"No wonder, if you fall into this illusion and can't get out, you may have your soul drained alive! It's a treasure, and it will be of great use if you get it!" Wang Shuo said with a smile.

In the center of the illusion, Li Yuanyi, who was sitting cross-legged, was curious about the power of Wang Shuo's spirit. When he saw Wang Shuo looking at him with a sneer through the layers of illusion, he suddenly felt something bad.

Before he could take any action, Li Yuanyi felt a stabbing pain in his head, covered his head and fell to the ground.

At the same time, the surrounding illusions immediately disappeared, and the eight red ropes also retracted into the mirror, leaving only eight mirrors suspended in the air.

Wang Shuo took a step and was in front of Li Yuanyi in an instant, grabbing his hair with one hand and lifting it up.

Liyuan's eyes were blurred, and his two eyeballs were like dead fish.

Seeing this, Wang Shuo kicked him into the air, then suddenly stepped on the ground, turned into an arrow and rushed into the air. Li Yuanyi grabbed his neck, and threw it to the ground with his backhand.

"boom!"

Li Yuanyi made a muffled sound when he smashed it into the snow, but there was no sound.

After Wang Shuo fell to the ground, he picked him up again. After confirming that he was not dead, he gave him another soul stab.

"ah--!"

Li Yuanyi was immediately stimulated by Wang Shuo and woke up. He looked at Wang Shuo with fearful eyes. Wang Shuo asked expressionlessly: "The magic weapon is not bad. You, a mere monk of the golden elixir period of the female country, actually have a magic weapon. Where does this magic weapon come from?

of?"

"This magic weapon was obtained from an ancient tomb. I will give it to you. How about sparing my life, fellow Taoist?" Li Yuanyi begged.

Wang Shuo immediately laughed and said: "Since you understand this way, then I will let you live!"

After speaking, Wang Shuo let go of Li Yuanyi and walked towards the eight mirrors in the snow. Seeing Wang Shuo pick up the eight mirrors, the corners of Li Yuanyi's mouth raised slightly.

Suddenly, the eight mirrors in Wang Shuo's hands were suddenly illuminated, and they suddenly flew out of his hands to form a formation. A mirror shot out a strong light, which was reflected several times in the seven mirrors, and turned into a ball of flame that instantly swallowed Wang Shuo.

"If you want to take my magic weapon, just die!" Li Yuanyi laughed.

However, at this moment, Li Yuan felt a coldness in his chest, and then a burst of heat. Looking down, he saw five sharp nails coming out of his chest, mixed with blood.

Wang Shuo's voice came from behind at the same time: "Since Taoist friend wants to die so much, I will help you!"

After speaking, Wang Shuo pulled out his right hand from Li Yuanyi's back, grabbed his neck, and exerted a slight force.

Hearing the sound of broken bones, Li Yuanyi's neck immediately twisted to one side in an incredible state. After confirming that Li Yuanyi was dead, he walked away.

Looking at Wang Shuo who was burned to ashes in the distance, he was just a native.

Wang Shuo stepped forward and took the eight-door mirror from the hands of the natives: "Magical weapons are different from magic weapons. They cannot directly erase the mark of the divine consciousness. They need to be sacrificed to gain the mark of their own soul!"

After Wang Shuo put the eight mirrors into the gourd, he was about to rush eastward, but suddenly an idea flashed in his mind: "I'm going so blindly that I'll have to ask others to intercept me sooner or later. It's better to get more information!"

With this in mind, Wang Shuo walked to Li Yuanyi, who was thrown aside by him, took off his clothes and put them on, transformed into Li Yuanyi's appearance, and rushed towards the city.

When he arrived at the city gate, Wang Shuo looked up and read the words on the wall: "Pingyu City!"

Seeing Wang Shuo's arrival, the guard who had been knocked away by Wang Shuo's palm not long ago immediately stepped forward and asked: "City Lord, can you deal with that guy?"

Wang Shuo glanced at the guard: "Solved!"

…

Soon after, Wang Shuo arrived at the city lord's mansion after many twists and turns.

As soon as I stepped into the house, I could see many maids taking care of the house, all of them were pretty and pretty.

Upon meeting Wang Shuo, several maids immediately shouted in unison: "City Lord!"

Wang Shuo smiled, pulled over a maid and said, "Take me to the room!"

After hearing this, the maid looked a little pale, as if she was frightened by Wang Shuo, and the expressions of other maids around her also changed.

"Why...don't you agree?" Wang Shuo asked coldly, looking at the maid in front of him.
Chapter completed!