One Hundred and Eight Ways to Discuss the Villain's Poorness

Meng Yin actually wanted to tell the whole story of that year directly.

But when he thought of that man, he immediately shut up.

He can say anything, but he can't mention that man.

To say that killing his brother and friend really made him restless for a long time.

But it wasn't these things that weighed on him all his life.

It's the man.

The man's gentle smile flashed in front of Meng Yin's eyes, and he shrank back in fright.

But the man in front of him refused to let him go, and hit him again.

Meng Yin could feel that his body was collapsing.

He can only resist.

But no matter how many times he kills the opponent, the opponent can stand up.

As time went on, his injuries became more and more serious.

When Meng Yin watched the man get up from the ground again, he barely stood up from the ground.

Why can he stand up again and again.

My internal organs are aching.

Thinking of this, Meng Yin calmed down and looked around.

Where are other people around at this time?

There was only him and this tattered man in front of him.

At this moment, Meng Yin realized a problem.

That's the person I couldn't kill before, why is it so easy to kill all of a sudden?

Leaving aside the little girl with Feng Qi living in her body, even the white-haired man next to her could not be killed by himself so easily.

In other words, he is likely to be in an illusion.

Just when did I enter the illusion?

And these injuries on his body do not seem to be fake.

-

Hua Yuanyue suddenly calmed down when she saw the mad man in front of her, and immediately retreated with her long sword.

Although she knows that it is really difficult to trap this shadow with illusion.

Just for a moment.

I didn't expect that it was really just a matter of a few breaths.

But this is enough for Huayuanyue.

Meng Yin kept attacking while he was in the illusion, and these attacks were reflected back to him by the formation.

Presumably he also suffered a lot of injuries.

If he can't crack the formation, but forcibly breaks the formation, then Meng Yin himself will also suffer backlash, and of course, Hua Yuanyue himself will also.

So in order to prevent him from coming out of the illusion, Hua Yuanyue rushed up with Baihua.

When the long sword was about to pierce his heart, Meng Yin instantly opened his eyes.

But before Hua Yuanyue's long sword stabbed Meng Yin, she spat out a mouthful of blood.

The blood sprinkled on the formation, as if countless red flowers bloomed on the glowing enchantment.

Hua Yuanyue fell to the ground like a puppet that lost its thread.

Sure enough, with her current cultivation base, it is really impossible to kill a monk who is in the Void Refinement Stage.

Of course, the situation of Mengyin is not very good, but it is much better than that of Huayuanyue.

-

He stared at Hualongyue in a gloomy way.

He hadn't suffered such a serious injury in many years.

Even if his Nascent Soul was indeed injured by Yu He, it was impossible for him to be planted in the hands of a little Gold Core cultivator.

He wanted the little monk to be buried four or five times.

Meng Yin formed seals with his hands, and a blackness spread from under his feet in an instant, swallowing the entire enchantment and Huayuanyue in an instant.

Hua Yuanyue looked at the corpses hanging around her, and then turned her eyes to Meng Yin.

The shadow is floating in mid-air.

She immediately understood that she had entered into a shaded state of mind.

Nascent Soul and above can release the mind.

In the state of mind, there is an absolute field.

Of course, letting your mind go outside is also a very dangerous thing.

If someone has a higher level of cultivation than this person, or someone forcibly breaks his mood, it will cause the monk's mood to be damaged.

Mood damage is irreversible.

When ordinary monks do not have absolute self-confidence, they will never use their hearts to let go.

It is obvious that Meng Yin is very confident in her state of mind.

Not worried about Meng Guiwen and Yuhe outside at all.

That's right, Gui Ni is a Nascent Soul, but it is not an easy task to get out of the state of mind.

Not every monk above the Nascent Soul stage can use his mind to release at will.

As for Master Yuhe, Hua Yuanyue would not even consider it.

Even if Yu He wanted to do this, Gui Ni would not let her do it.

Hua Yuanyue barely supported herself and half sat on the ground.

The blood from the corner of his mouth was still gushing out.

If it wasn't for the contract between Heifeng and her to support her, maybe she would have passed out when Meng Yin forcibly broke through the illusion.

Meng Yin floated to Hua Yuanyue's side, bent down and wanted to grab Hua Yuanyue's neck.

But before his hand touched Hua Yuanyue, he was grabbed by two hands.

Heifeng and Yuheng appeared at the same time, stopping Mengyin.

Seeing these two people, Meng Yin broke free from their restraint with a light wave of his hand.

"Do you know that this is in my state of mind? My state of mind is in control of me. No matter how strong you are, if you can't get out of my state of mind, you can't hurt me?"

The shadowy face is full of confidence.

At least everyone present, his cultivation base is the highest, as long as he is in a state of mind, no one can hurt himself in his state of mind.

Yu Heng frowned slightly upon hearing this.

However, he still signaled Heifeng to take care of Hua Yuanyue.

Although Heifeng was very dissatisfied with Yuheng's instigation, if Hua Longyue really died, then he would not be able to live either.

So he can only accept his fate to take care of Hua Yuanyue.

Meng Yin looked at Yu Heng who stood in front of Hua Longyue, and he was indeed a little afraid, but now it was in his state of mind.

And Yuheng probably couldn't make an easy move.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for Yuheng to allow this little girl to suffer such a serious injury.

-

Outside at this time.

Meng Guiwen looked at a black skull floating in front of him, and slightly reached out to touch it, and it bounced away in an instant.

Except for the people Meng Yin wants to trap, no one can enter his state of mind.

Mo Ye came over, stood in front of the black skeleton, raised his hand and grabbed his spine backwards, and then pulled out a giant keel knife from his back.

Without the slightest hesitation, the keel knife in her hand slashed fiercely at the black skull.

With one strike, all the surrounding trees and rocks were directly flattened by the powerful force, and even the barrier of the dislocation space shook slightly.

But the black skull showed no signs of damage at all.

Mo Ye wanted to strike again, but Gu Junchao hurriedly stopped him.

"Mo Ye stop, the mood is not broken like this."

It is true that the state of mind cannot be broken at will. If the state of mind is broken, the first person to be hurt is of course the owner of the state of mind.

But people who are trapped in the mood also suffer collateral damage.

Unless you can be sure that the person in the mood will not be hurt, you can forcefully break the mood.

Meng Guiwen looked at Mo Ye after listening to Gu Junchao's words.

Mo Ye frowned slightly, but put away the keel knife obediently.

After putting away the keel knife, she saw Meng Guiwen walking towards Gu Junchao.

This made Mo Ye a little puzzled, but her doubts could not last for a moment, and she saw Meng Guiyi take out a dagger and instantly scratched the back of Gu Junchao's hand.

Bright red blood gushed out instantly.

Gu Junchao felt pain in the back of his hand, and subconsciously looked at Meng Guiyi.

But Meng Guiwen still had an indifferent expression on her face. She threw the dagger in her hand and made seals with her hands. The blood on the back of Gu Junchao's hand instantly dispersed, forming a formation in front of Meng Guiwen.

At this time, a cyan light suddenly flashed on the ground in the middle of Mengyin's state of mind.

It's just a moment, which makes people feel that this is an illusion.

Not only Meng Yin, the master of the state of mind, noticed it, but even Yu Heng felt it.

The cyan spiritual power is that little girl Meng Guiwen.

But the cyan light flickered for a moment, disappeared instantly, and then fell into silence.

Only Meng Yin looked at the place where the light flashed just now with a look of horror.

For a moment, he wanted to take back his state of mind, but it was too late.

The cube enchantment that he swallowed before appeared instantly again, and in Meng Yin's state of mind, once again trapped Meng Yin.

What frightened him even more was that the spiritual power on his body was being swallowed by this barrier.

The spiritual power in Meng Yin's body seemed to be uncontrollable, flowing into the barrier like flowing water.

"No! How could this happen!" Meng Yin roared, but there was still no way to prevent the spiritual power on his body from being swallowed by the barrier.

Yuheng felt a trace of familiar spiritual power, and before he could open his mouth, he saw a golden-rimmed black lotus blooming under Meng Yin's feet.

Where there is one, there is a second.

For a moment, Meng Yin's original mood was dissatisfied with the beautiful and dangerous Phnom Penh Heilian.

And these black lotuses frantically devoured the spiritual power in their hearts, blooming and withering, blooming and withering again.

The picture is spooky and gorgeous.