As time gradually passed, under the dual effects of the Yuanshi energy and the Heart-Auspicious Rosette, the eight scale-horned tribesmen all had illusions in their eyes. They combined the illusory pictures in their hearts with reality, and suddenly appeared in their heads.
Got a sense of trance.
"Boom." A half-step True Saint master from the Scale Horn clan swung out with all his strength, hitting the space on the left side of Yuwen Zhouyuan. The demonic energy surged and the space trembled.
"Hahaha. I killed this hateful human race." The master looked up to the sky and laughed, looking crazy, with extremely bright eyes.
Hearing this roar, everyone in the human race showed a strange look on their faces. Yuwen Zhouyuan was clearly standing there, how could he die? He couldn't be a mentally ill criminal, right?
"You guys are really interesting. You even talk nonsense in broad daylight, hehe." The deputy leader of the Dragon Alliance said mockingly, Yi Yixiao.
The master of the True Steps of the Scale Horn Clan had an extremely ugly face. While fighting, he shouted at the master of the Scale Horn Clan: "Geku, why are you so crazy? When did that human race die?
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The voice of this master of the True Steps and True Saints of the Scale-Horn Tribe carries great vibrating power, as if it can shake people's souls.
The master of the Scale Horn Clan who was laughing wildly just now trembled, as if he had woken up from a certain state, his eyes were blurry, and when he saw Yu Wen Zhouyuan, he was shocked.
"Impossible, how come you are not dead yet? I have clearly blown your body to pieces just now?" The master of the Scale Horn Clan looked as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes full of disbelief.
"I said you weren't dreaming! If I really died, why would they attack me?" Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, and kept attacking under his hands, and he shot out the spiritual power in a mysterious way.
Although there is no earth-shattering attack by other masters, nor their surging momentum, nor their shock in all directions, Yuwen Zhouyuan's attack contains an extremely restrained energy, which is destructive from the inside out.
The body structure of a master.
Silence is better than sound. By the time the Scale-Horn clan masters realize it, it may already be too late. The primordial energy has penetrated into their bodies and is destroying their body structures silently.
This attack method was learned by Yuwen Zhouyuan in many battles. Now he just wants to use this attack method proficiently. These eight scale-horned tribesmen, this scale-horned tribe's true step and true saint master, are definitely very good.
whetstone.
When the Scale Horn master saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan was really not dead, his face was extremely ugly. He suddenly felt that he had lost a lot of people. He roared like a beast in his throat, and two black rays of light burst out from his eyes.
"You deserve to die." This master of the True Steps and True Saints of the Scale Horn Clan read out three words, with demonic energy billowing from his body. He took a step forward and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan. He punched out a huge fist, shattering the whole piece with it.
The power of space.
This master of Zhenbu Zhensheng from the Scale Horn Clan blocked all directions with his punch, attacking like a god.
"Boom..." Air waves rolled, black air surged, and a dull sound sounded in the void.
"Pfft... cough cough cough..." Another master of the Scale Horns clan spit out a mouthful of blood and coughed. He looked at the master of the Scale Horns with cold eyes and shouted: "You are crazy, how can you attack me?
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That's right, this master of the Scale Horn Clan attacked wrongly. He actually attacked one of his own people as Yu Wen Zhou Yuan.
"Hahaha. Your people are so funny, they actually attack their own people." The deputy leader of the Dragon Alliance laughed. This was the first time he had seen such a ridiculous thing, one of his own people attacking his own people.
The face of the peak-level True Saint of the Scale Horn Clan was even more ugly, as if someone had slapped him several times and his face was burning.
"Geku, what do you mean? If you don't want to fight, get out and don't make trouble here." The master of the Scale Horn clan who was at the peak of the early True Saint stage roared.
In the eyes of the peak master of the early True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Clan, he naturally knew that Geku would never become like this for no reason. Then there was only one possibility, that is, the human master was up to something. As for what method he used,
But he couldn't see it at all.
Geku came to his senses again amidst the roars of the peak master of the early True Saint stage of the Scale Horn Clan. When he saw that he had indeed attacked one of his own, he was frightened and panicked. He didn't know what had happened.
"I...what's wrong with me?" Geku said to himself. He felt that he was going crazy. Who can tell me what the hell is going on and how could it go wrong!"
"Don't take action, just watch from this side!" said a master from the Scale Horn Clan.
Ge Ku nodded, that was all he could do now.
The battle is still going on, with surging energy rolling all over the sky and sounding like thunder. The attacks of the seven strong men from the Scale Horn Clan are extremely sharp, sometimes cutting into the air, and sometimes penetrating the space.
Geku was still immersed in what happened just now. He didn't know how he could attack by mistake!
"Still thinking about what happened just now?" Suddenly, a voice sounded in his ear.
Out of habit, he nodded and said, "Yes! What happened just now..."
As he said that, he suddenly felt something was wrong. This voice was very familiar, as if... it seemed to be that human race's business. When he looked up, he saw that human race standing next to him.
Looking from afar, he saw that six masters among his teammates just joined forces to attack one of his teammates. What on earth was going on? He almost wanted to cry. Which kind of picture is real!
Geku suddenly felt a chill rising, as if he had entered some kind of strange circle from the beginning.
Illusory, everything is illusory, and what you see in front of you is not real, Geku said to himself in his heart.
After what happened just now, he didn't believe his eyes anymore. What he saw was obviously real, but why did it turn out to be fake in the end!
Geku has learned the lesson from last time and will not take action easily this time, lest he hurt his own people again and make others angry.
Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in Ge Kuta's mind. What he saw this time must have been fake. How could one of his own people beat his own people? It's just me who saw it wrong. Could it be that those six people also saw it wrong?
Is it possible? What’s more, if the person next to me is really a human race, would he dare to come to me?
Yes, it was also a fake this time. After asking this question, Geku relaxed.
"Are you okay?" The voice came to my ears.
"It's okay...it's okay...it's just a little uncomfortable." Geku said with a forced smile. The voice in his ear was really the human voice. He really wanted to take action when he heard this voice, but after thinking about it carefully, he held back.
Yes, I heard it wrong.
"You didn't see something wrong again, did you?" the voice asked.
"No, no, absolutely not..." Geku said.
Hearing the words of this scale-horned tribesman, Yuwen Zhouyuan couldn't help but laugh. Yes, what this scale-horned tribesman saw was true. Yuwen Zhouyuan was standing next to him, and six other masters were attacking the man.
Master of the Scale Horn Clan.
In the melee just now, Yuwen Zhouyuan used the psychedelic technique he learned from Elder Xu of the Xuanyuan Sect, and supplemented it with the power of Yuanshi, allowing these people to enter the realm of illusion unknowingly.
When Yu Wen Zhouyuan felt that the seven people were trapped in many illusions, he rushed out from the surroundings of the masters of the Scale Horn Clan and came to Geku, the master of the Scale Horn Clan, to tease him.
"Your people are really weird today. Our own people are beating our own people again, and the person just now was actually chatting with our human race. This is the first time I have seen such a thing. I see that all the masters of your scale horn clan are...
Crazy." The deputy leader of the Dragon Alliance seemed to be gloating over the misfortune.
Everyone else was also confused and didn't know what was going on, and their brains were a little hard to react.
This strong man from the Scale Horn Tribe, who was at the peak of the early True Saint stage, had an extremely ugly expression on his face, and his eyes flashed with black light from time to time.
"Wake up." This peak master of the True Saint Early Stage from the Scale Horn clan yelled.
The sound shook Cangyu, roaring for nine days, and the sound waves rippled like ripples.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan moved and lightly slapped Geku's body. Invisible power entered and suddenly triggered the emotional power accumulated in Geku's body.
"Bang..." Ge Ku's body exploded, black and red blood mist splashed out, falling like rain.
At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body had moved in front of the other seven people. With his hands moving, a strange wind blew by, carrying inexplicable energy. The seven masters seemed to be people made of sand, and they moved slowly.
Slowly it was blown away.
The black armor separated from the body, blood continued to flow out of the body, and dense cracks appeared on their bodies.
In the blink of an eye, only seven skeletons of the seven half-step true saint masters from the Scale Horn Clan were left.
Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but shudder, and a cold feeling rose from the bottom of their hearts. The human race in front of them was so terrifying. Not only was he a genius in marching and fighting, he was also a monster in terms of cultivation and personal combat effectiveness.
If you have a fetus, you must not keep such a person.
"That human master must not be allowed to stay." The strong man at the peak of the early True Saint stage of the Scale Horn clan roared, his eyes full of murderous intent.
At this time, the three masters of the Scale Horn Tribe in the early stage of True Saint abandoned their opponents and rushed towards Yuwen Zhouyuan.
"Kill, kill, kill." The three early-stage True Saint masters of the Scale Horn Clan each shouted the word "kill". Their aura was billowing across thousands of miles, and they suddenly appeared around Yuwen Zhouyuan, surrounding him.
The most central.
"How dare you..." The three masters of the early stage of the True Saint from the Human Race Dragon Alliance roared at the same time. They were stunned and looked extremely angry. They were just about to pounce on them, and suddenly there were cultivations from the Scale Horn Clan.
The half-step true saint's master blocked their way.
"Death." The three powerful men in the early stage of the True Saints of the Scale Horn Clan said coldly, with strong killing intent erupting from their bodies.
Three terrifying jets of dark energy hit Yuwen Zhouyuan.
Yuwen Zhouyuan suddenly felt horrified, and an extremely dangerous aura came over him. He could clearly feel how terrifying the power contained in the attacks of these three scale-horned masters was.
They were already murderous, and they attacked with all their strength.