For the first time, Mahaloga broke into Chen Zhen’s dream with Yan Yan’s true body.
When the dream shattered, Mahaloga was able to race against this space crack, and finally successfully rushed out of the space crack with Yan Yan. It was also with Yan Yan's space power that could also release the space power, the wasteland
There is a chance to fight with it in the illusion.
If it weren't for Yan Yan's space power, they would have been buried deep in the broken space forever.
This is also the reason why Yan Yan dared to release Sisi even though she knew that Sisi had no great cultivation. She was able to successfully copy Huang's appearance and avoid being sensed by it.
It is also because Sisi is a mirage spirit, and Shen is born with spatial power, so he will not be disturbed by waste in this illusion and will still change as he wishes.
There is also a reason why Ten Ba sneak attacked Huang's face and failed to find it before.
It’s all because whether it’s Yan Yan, or tons of bars or silk, they all have space power.
But Lieshan tripod does not.
Although the Lieshan Ding is better than Yan Yan and the other three, it is the one who suffers the most in this illusion space.
"The entire area here is mine. As long as I have a thought, everything here will follow my arrangements, including the Lieshan Ding, your beautiful little flame, hahahaha..."
The unrestrained and arrogant laughter echoed throughout the space, and powerful demonic power burst out with the laughter, and even the expression on its face was tortured and painful.
When his palm reached into the mouth of Lieshan, the faces on Huang's hand let out painful and sharp wails, and many of his faces were instantly charred by the terrifying high temperature.
Even with the powerful demonic information package, Huang's arm that reached into the mouth of the cauldron was penetrated by the domineering and strong glass white fire, and was roasted into black charcoal in minutes.
But these faces seemed to be unimportant in Huang's eyes. It slowly stretched to the bottom of the belly of the cauldron with the whole carbonized arm, towards the young, white crystal-like glass flame heart
.
The expression on the tripod was also distorted painfully because of Huang's arms' stretching into it, but because of the suppression of its power by the entire space, the Lieshan tripod felt as if it was completely wrapped by a huge and invisible hand from all directions.
This is the helplessness of external objects entering the space, not to mention that the Lieshan Ding itself did not take long to restore the true fire, and its strength was far apart from its peak period back then.
However, this illusion was managed by Huang for more than 200 years.
"Old Ding..."
A choking slight scattered in the space by the howling night wind.
It saw that the originally thick and bright white flame at the mouth of Lieshan Dingdingkou gradually became dimmed as Huang's palms penetrated, and finally even the entire body of the tripod began to unable to suppress the earthquake.
Sisi also saw the bronze beast that Lieshan Ding had always been arrogant, revealing a strong pain it had never seen before...
Transparent bubbles floated out from the cracks of the layers of arms. They were the tears of Mirage Spirit, tears that appeared in a spatial state.
But even though the pain was already at its peak, the body of the Lieshan tripod was always between the wasteland and the tons of bars. The bronze tripod's four legs were steadily supported on the ground, protecting the bloody tons of bars under the belly of the tripod.
A whimper came from the wind, and the bronze beast face of the Lieshanding was almost entangled.
"Even if my old Ding can't protect you two little things in the end, we at least didn't lose the face of Yan girl. We at least did what we promised that girl."
Gu Ji
“Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo…”
When Lieshanding shouted this sentence with great enthusiasm, Sisi's crying sounded even louder, almost thrusting her throat.
"Good boy, don't cry. I'll see Mr. Ding is no longer able to do it later. If you can run away, run away quickly. If I and Tenba and I die here, you can tell Yan Yatou and let her not come in as soon as possible!"
Speaking of this, after a moment of pause, Lieshanding sighed quietly: "It's not worth it."
As soon as it finished saying this, the cauldron body suddenly trembled violently, and the animal face on the bronze cauldron body showed a more painful expression.
However, despite the pain of Lieshan Ding and the slightest crying of the bitterness all happened in front of us. Such a strong picture stimulation would almost never be ignored by anyone.
But Chen Zhen was still standing quietly.
Always looking at the sadness that happened before my eyes with a expressionless face.
"These are the cause and effect between them. I will not interfere with the cause and effect of others, nor will I change the wishes of sentient beings. This is for good!"
Chen Zhen said this again calmly and slowly, and at the same time, a faint lotus appeared all over his body again.
Looking at the Dharma appearances appearing around him, Chen Zhen knew that this was the result of his enlightenment.
However, he was a little confused.
Since just now, he has clearly not interfered with the cause and effect of others at all, but why these lotus flowers have always presented illusory images? This is obviously the state where his mind and nature have not yet reached the manifestation of the results.
Where did he not understand enough?
Just as Chen Zhen said the last word "good", a distant thunder sound suddenly sounded in the sky.
As Lei Yin landed, Huang, who was standing by the mountain pit, suddenly raised the head of the dead wood lotus and looked into the dark and distant sky.
Lieshan Ding, suppressed at the bottom of the pit, also raised his head with all his strength and turned to the direction where the thunder descended.
A heavy purple light was like a long blade that shocked the underworld and stabbed straight down from the sky. The sharp tip of the Thunder Blade was aimed at Huang's hand that reached into the Lieshan tripod.
Huang is an almost complete evil spirit. In such a state, I can’t remember that I haven’t felt the surging warning for a long time.
The moment this thunder descended, Huang's heart surged again with the strong emotional fluctuations of his mood swaying when he first practiced.
Huang's heart was solemn that he had already grasped the palm of the small glazed flame core in the Lieshan tripod, and suddenly released it. The powerful mental power almost formed a gray cloud-like substance, driving his body full of horror.
He roared his face and staggered back several steps to avoid it.
Huang's huge face was barely apart from the Lieshan tripod, and the thunder purple blade suddenly pierced straight from the sky, and poked out the Bilieshan tripod and the Tonba where Huang was standing just now.
The mountain pit is still deep.
Huang stood there silently, looking at the thunder blade slashing down from the sky, the Kumulian's big head swayed gently, as if thinking.
I don’t know if it was scared too. The millions of faces that were crying and clamoring just now were all silent. Every face was expressionless.
The whole wasteland was as quiet as death.
The lightning dissipated, and in the position of the purple lightning blade just now, a girl in red clothes was hanging in the void.