Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

To be honest, the blood essence of the Immortal Emperor is of no use to him at all. After all, he is not a human race, and the improvement of his own strength does not depend on the aura of heaven and earth.

As for Hu Jiujiu and Diemeng, the blood essence of the human race can only affect human monks. To put it bluntly speaking, the blood essence of the human immortal emperor is not even as good as an earth-level demon core in front of them.

On the other side, after discussing with Mu Han, Han Ling stood up.

As for Tianlong Valley, it must be Su Meier, whose strength has reached the fourth level of Mahayana, and even after his strength is compressed, he can burst out the power of the fourth level of Nascent Soul.

The three of them faced each other, and circles of invisible spiritual energy collided with each other in this cave.

Standing not far away, Mu Han and Yu Wenyan obviously would not intervene, they could only pray in their hearts that their side would win.

But for some reason, the two always feel that there is another powerful force hidden in this space, but when they want to perceive it carefully, they find that they have no way to do it.

It seems that a poisonous snake hiding in the dark is slowly approaching, so that the two continue to spread their detection power to the surroundings to perceive all the troubles here.

The surrounding air became heavy, and three invisible energies instantly permeated the entire cave.

In the next second, there were three angry shouts, and an extremely dim black light flashed from Han Ling's body instantly.

This ray of light lingers like a black mist, which is very strange.

And Su Meier's whole body shone with a subtle white light, and under the white light, a very blurred and powerful phantom appeared behind the latter.

The two auras enveloped each other, while Diemeng clasped his palms together, shouted angrily in the next second, a mysterious family pattern flashed on his forehead instantly, and the surrounding space began to distort unexpectedly.

"Field of Illusion!"

"This is... the psychedelic domain that the monster Pteris can master?"

Looking at the distorted space around them, Han Ling and Su Meier's pupils suddenly shrank, and their nerves tensed up.

Among the various monster races in the Great Wilderness, there are quite a few monsters that can use their own aura to build a fantasy realm.

Everything in the domain will be controlled by them, and they will not be affected by external factors at all. It can be regarded as a psychedelic formation, and people who are shrouded are equivalent to being in a small independent space.

"I didn't expect her body to be a phoenix-tailed butterfly!"

After seeing this scene, Mu Han and Yu Wenyan were also startled, and immediately separated a wave of perception into the latter's domain.

Sure enough, with the formation of the Illusory Realm, Diemeng's demonic aura, which had dropped suddenly due to the influence of the power of Tianshan, instantly recovered, and her own strength also reached the fourth level of Nascent Soul again.

In contrast, Su Meier and Han Ling were still affected by this power, and fortunately Su Meier still had the power of the Nascent Soul Fourth Layer even if her strength plummeted.

Compared with it, Han Ling was much worse. The compressed aura was only maintained at the seventh to eighth rank of Jindan, which could not be compared with Diemeng and Su Meier at all.

However, in the face of a power that far exceeded his own, Han Ling's expression did not show any worry. On the contrary, with another shout of anger, the fog around him instantly enveloped him.

And the breath of the latter is rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ninth turn of Jindan, first level of Nascent Soul, second level of Nascent Soul, fourth level of Nascent Soul!
In the end, the breath of the latter also reached the fourth level of Nascent Soul!In other words, the strength of the three of them is almost exactly the same today!
"Didn't you expect that? This is the secret technique of my dynasty. It can increase a person's strength several times in a short period of time, but it only lasts for half an hour, and it will be weak for a while afterwards."

After sensing the improvement of Han Ling's aura, Han Mo explained to Tang Yin and the others with a smile.

That is to say, it is affected by the power of Tianshan, otherwise relying on the secret technique will be able to raise their strength from the first level of Nascent Soul to the seventh level of Nascent Soul!
There was darkness in the realm of illusion, and the three of them were covered with dark clouds without any light.

I saw that the phantom behind Su Meier gradually began to materialize. Just when a few people thought it was just a simple energy body, who would have thought that this phantom would gradually take shape, and finally turned into a spiritual mirror.

That's not all, with the appearance of the aura mirror, her shadow was reflected in the mirror, and then these shadows actually walked out of the mirror and stood beside her.

"What a weird technique!"

Seeing Diemeng, who was almost identical to Su Meier, froze, Tang Yin and the others who were outside were also stunned.

With their eyesight, they could tell at a glance that this was due to the exercises Su Meier practiced. This was the first time they had seen such a peculiar exercise.

At the foot of the psychedelic realm was a piece of green grass, and the surroundings were eerily quiet, even the flow of aura had stopped.

Diemeng stood in the middle of Su Meier and Han Ling with a calm expression, she saw her wrist resting, and the grass under their feet suddenly protruded with a tremor, two huge vine spikes.

But Han Ling and Su Meier were not vegetarians either, they jumped out of the attack range of the spikes as soon as they sensed something was wrong.

"Consolidation!"

After dodging Diemeng's attack, Han Ling folded his palms together, and the black mist covering the latter's body began to quietly transform into two incomparably powerful black tornadoes carrying sand and dust towards the two of them. swept away.

The power in the black tornado made Die Meng's pupils condense, and a strong sense of danger enveloped the whole body. Looking at the gradually enlarged tornado in the pupils, she hurriedly condensed a mysterious seal in her hands.

After the seal was formed, the ground in front of the latter suddenly rose up, turning into a wall of several feet in size and blocking her.

Su Meier raised her palms slightly, and the lights and shadows around her made the same movements as her, and then saw these lights and shadows raise their fists and leap towards the tornado.

buzz~

Although the black tornado launched by Han Ling is not big, but the power inside is not small. When it first touched the earth wall, it exploded with amazing destructive power. The defense launched by the dream seemed to be collapsing.

Seeing this, she frowned slightly.

Han Ling is the prince of the Hanmeng Dynasty. He doesn't need much self-cultivation and talent. Some of the exercises, secret techniques and martial arts he masters are even more powerful, and they are definitely among the top existences among his peers.

However, Diemeng is a monster of the Pteris family that has cultivated for 3000 years, and is also an elder of the Qingyu Holy Land, so naturally it is not a cheap lamp.

Seeing that the earth wall was about to collapse, the latter made a decisive move to condense a few seals again, and immediately after that, several earth walls of the same size were erected on the ground.

This time, when the tornado hit the earth wall, it only made a muffled sound, but it didn't continue to move forward. Instead, it gradually weakened as time went by.