"Uh... OK, but how can I break this fantasy so realistic?"
After packing up the joy in his heart, Ye Feng asked speechlessly.
The blade illusion in front of him was very strange, which made him feel like he was at a loss.
"Since this illusion is triggered by the 'Purple Evil Xuanhuo', you have a wisp of Xuanhuo', and you can try to refine it."
Ye Feng nodded.
The purple evil mysterious fire here may be contaminated with the aura of the red lotus karma fire, which will become very powerful, causing this realistic illusion.
But no matter how strong the Xuan Fire is, it is just the accompanying flame of the Red Lotus Karma Fire. If you have the original self, you should have the possibility of refining and expelling it.
Hurry!
Ye Feng no longer hesitated, his mental power spread out and turned into an invisible net, pressing down on the purple flames at the edge of the blade.
"Shit..."
As soon as he touched the purple flames, Ye Feng grinned in pain, and after a brief pause, he tightly covered it.
The origin of the purple fire that was conquered by itself was also stimulated, and it could not help but absorb the purple fire energy flowing in.
In this way... After a stick of incense, a small part of the purple evil mysterious fire disappeared in the air, while the other ones were completely absorbed into the origin of the purple fire by Ye Feng.
This made the original flame slightly stronger.
The purple fire disappeared, and the remaining energy was fuzzyly aware of his own energy and became a little more powerful as the remaining energy merged with the dantian.
"There are indeed many benefits to practicing in this sutra and Dharma temple. No wonder there is such a high threshold for cultivation."
With a feeling in his heart, Ye Feng calmed down and began to eliminate the still-leaping spiritual blade.
After losing the spiritual pillar of Zisha Xuanhuo, the blades were quickly solved...
What made Ye Feng a little regretful was that the origin of the mysterious fire that was incorporated into his body was not found to be used directly so far. Otherwise, it could become an extremely sharp mental attack method.
...
There were already many warriors outside the second-story stone room where Ye Feng was located. Except for a few worried eyes, most of them were just watching a joke.
"It's almost half an hour, this kid...is going to be ruined."
"If you fall into the illusion of spiritual bodies and cannot find a way out by yourself, you will most likely lose your mind and become an idiot."
Several disciples of Tianyuan Sect spoke loudly, with obvious mockery in their words.
"Stop talking sarcastic. When you first came in, you weren't much better, right?"
The man from Diyuan Sect who drew out the Yuanli barrier for Ye Feng shouted coldly.
"Someone has been going to invite Elder He to come, why haven't he arrived yet? If this continues... something will happen."
A hint of helplessness flashed in the eyes of several Diyuan Sect disciples.
At this moment, there were shouts coming from around, "Get out of the way, Elder He is here."
A figure with crane hair and a childish face appeared outside the crowd. This old man held a whisk in his hand. Wherever he passed along the way, the disciples of both sects bowed their heads and showed respect.
"Elder He, it's him, a servant, I don't know how he got in?"
Everyone in front quickly moved away from their positions. Elder He shook his whisk and his eyes fell on Ye Feng's face.
"Hmm? It turned out to be... this guy?"
Seeing Ye Feng's appearance clearly, Elder He was stunned.
Didn’t this kid become a servant of Diyuan Sect for only two days? Why... he broke into the inner sect?
He even entered the Sutra and Dharma Temple?
"How long has he been in a fantasy?"
Before she could ask for details, Elder He looked down and asked the older warrior of Diyuan Sect beside him.
In the dojo stone chamber, it is quite dangerous to fall into a illusion. The longer the time, the greater the possibility of losing oneself.
"It's almost half an hour."
"Absurd... Why don't you notify me in time for so long?!"
Hearing this, Elder He's face flashed with a hint of solemnity.
If you are just an ordinary servile disciple, it is not a big deal to die or become an idiot, but Ye Feng is different. Before leaving, Tianlan specifically told him to take care of him. If he died in the Sutra and Dharma Hall for no reason, then from now on,
Where can I put my old face?
After a low shout, Elder He took a step forward, waved his hand to disperse the Yuan power barrier, and slowly stretched out his right hand to Ye Feng in the stone chamber.
Seeing this scene, the other warriors around him showed a look of expectation in their eyes.
"It is reported that Elder He is superb in controlling his mental power. He can force people to pull out the illusion of the spirit without being sad. He can see him take action. The time we waste today is nothing..."
"That's right, I'll admit it even if I can't find the cultivation stone room on the third floor."
"Shh, don't talk, watch attentively!"
All the disciples held their breath at this moment, staring at Elder He with their eyes focused on them, wanting to see any movement he had made.
"I haven't lost my mind for half an hour. This kid... is very good in spirit."
After whispering, Elder He gently pressed his hands.
The fluctuations inside and outside the surroundings came to an abrupt end, followed by a mental force suddenly poking out from his forehead, turning into a nearly crystal clear palm. After a slight pause, he flew towards Ye Feng quickly.
"Get up for me..."
A shout stopped.
Just as Jingying's palm was touching Ye Feng's head, she suddenly hooked her five fingers, grabbed it in the air, and then pulled it hard.
Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked for a long time. Ye Feng, who was sitting cross-legged in the stone room, did not move at all, and still looked like he closed his eyes.
"Um?"
"How could it be... a mistake?"
Elder He's face changed slightly.
This is the first time he has happened in this situation.
He condensed his eyes again and rushed out for the second time. The original crystal palm suddenly became several times larger, and his big hand directly covered Ye Feng's head and grabbed it down hard.
boom!
Just as the big hand came, a surging craze of mental power suddenly rushed out of Ye Feng's sky spirit cover, mixed with a large area of irritable purple flames.
The sudden huge aura even Elder He couldn't help but move slightly, and hurriedly retracted the spiritual power he stimulated.
A strange scene appeared at this moment.
The surging mental power was like a furious child who was challenged, chasing Elder He like a storm, just one line away from colliding with the mental power he stimulated...