Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

This coercion was obviously directed at the two people's consciousness.

Even though Zhou Yiqiao was blessed by the last divine-suppressing talisman, he could clearly feel that the most fragile part of his consciousness was slowly collapsing under this pressure.

Wu Zuirong was obviously aware of this and wanted to help, but he spent too much money repairing the formation and was no longer able to help Zhou Yiqiao.

"Miss Wu, according to the speed of the collapse of my consciousness, I can last up to three sticks of incense here."

"Once the three sticks of incense are over, I will quit immediately regardless of whether Miss Wu gets the phantom treasure box or not."

Zhou Yiqiao glanced at Wu Zuirong and told him his strength sincerely.

"The time Mr. Zhou was able to sustain three sticks of incense is enough to surprise me."

"If everything goes well, it shouldn't take more than three sticks of incense."

Wu Zuirong was stunned when he heard this, and while admiring, he immediately pulled Zhou Yiqiao towards the trial hall.

The environment of the last level of trials is completely different from the first four levels of trials.

There was no obstruction at the entrance of the main hall, and Zhou Yiqiao and Wu Zuirong quickly entered the main hall.

"The final trial is divided into two entrances."

After entering the main hall, Wu Zuirong pointed to the two half-open doors on both sides of the main hall and said to Zhou Yiqiao.

"According to the information I got from my last exploration, after entering these two gates, illusions will be generated behind the gates that are one level stronger than us."

"Only when the two of us defeat the illusions we face at the same time, the restriction of the phantom treasure box sealed in the center of the hall will be opened."

At the end, Wu Zuirong pointed to the center of the hall.

It was only then that Zhou Yiqiao discovered that there was a dense black mist surrounding a one-inch square box in the center of the hall, distorting reality and making it difficult to see reality clearly.

"So, shall we start now?"

Zhou Yiqiao said.

"good!"

When Wu Zuirong heard this, he no longer hesitated. The two of them walked to the door, nodded, and stepped into their respective trial venues.

Countless scenes are changing rapidly in front of you, including the roar of monsters, the fight between heavenly soldiers, the conspiracy of demons, and the vicious methods of demons...

Scenes of scenes flashed in Zhou Yiqiao's mind, and an uncomfortable dizziness swept over him and soon overwhelmed him.

After a few breaths, Zhou Yiqiao barely adapted to the dizziness, but saw that the scene in front of him had frozen in a wild place.

"Boom!!"

A young man covered in flames fell from the sky and hit the ground.

The boundless flames instantly ignited the entire wilderness, and the flames spread to the sky. Fire lotus rose slowly from the sea of ​​fire and turned into a long dragon, flying and circling around the young man.

This young man is none other than Zhou Yiqiao.

"this......"

Zhou Yiqiao looked at the young man in front of him who looked exactly like himself, his eyes full of shock.

"Mr. Zhou, I forgot to tell you that the illusion of the trial will master all your moves, and at the same time there will be some changes based on the moves mastered by this senior, so be careful."

As if he could sense Zhou Yiqiao's surprise, Wu Zuirong, who was in another trial venue, suddenly spoke to Zhou Yiqiao through the spiritual connection between Zhou Yiqiao and Chu Tianxing.

After hearing Wu Zuirong's explanation, Zhou Yiqiao finally understood that the phantom of the Nascent Soul, surrounded by flames, was the opponent he had to face this time.

Zhou Yiqiao's eyes narrowed, and he released his corrosive magical power instantly, but it was like a mud cow falling into the sea, and he couldn't get any response.

As if he didn't want to be evil, he took out the sea-suppressing pearl and twirled it in the air, then shot a green light towards the illusion.

Although the precious light shines directly on the illusion, it has no effect at all like the corrosive magical power.

"Both the corrosive magical power and the sea-suppressing pearl have no effect. It seems that I have to rely entirely on my own strength to deal with this phantom."

Zhou Yiqiao thought to himself and his eyes became serious.

Although the strength shown by this illusion is not as powerful as Tuoba Zhi, Zhou Yiqiao is fully confident that he can solve it quickly.

But the difficulty of this trial is that Zhou Yiqiao is required to cooperate with Wu Zuirong in another room to kill the opponent in front of him at the same time.

Zhou Yiqiao was naturally not afraid to burst out powerful strength in an instant and kill the illusion, but Zhou Yiqiao also felt that it was a bit tricky to deal with an opponent who was in the Nascent Soul realm and who knew him well at the same time.

"Miss Wu, Zhou cannot deal with this illusion for a long time. You need to fight quickly."

Zhou Yiqiao took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes slightly, and informed Yu Wu Zuirong through his spiritual thoughts, his tone full of caution.

"I see."

Wu Zuirong's voice came.

"Please, Mr. Zhou, please hold on to the stick of incense."

"it is good."

After Zhou Yiqiao heard this, he didn't hesitate and took out several spiritual pills from his storage bag and put them in his mouth. Then his spiritual power surged and he rushed towards the illusion in front of him!

He wants to weaken the illusion as much as possible to ensure that he can kill it with one blow after one stick of incense!

The moment Zhou Yiqiao moved, the illusion standing in the prairie fire finally took action.

Illusion made a hand with his hands, murmured something in his mouth, and a huge fireball appeared instantly.

The fireball was reddish brown, as if burning with flames, and was filled with a faint black air, which looked very strange.

The fireball kept changing in the sky, and actually turned into the form of Shen Yuan's sword, which was held by the phantom.

Phantom flicked his wrist, and Shen Yuan's sword struck down instantly.

Wherever Shen Yuan's sword passed, the flames on both sides were extinguished immediately, but the fire in the middle became more wild, carrying a scorching temperature and sweeping towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Zhou Yiqiao had no time to sigh at the illusion's method of summoning the flaming Shen Yuan Sword. The Ten Thousand Souls Banner made a roaring sound, summoning countless wronged souls. At the same time, he performed the Hundred Ghosts Night Walk and transformed into different places, barely dodging the huge wave of flames.

But Phantom's attack methods don't end there.

It imitates cats and tigers, dances wildly with its hands, and countless sparks fall everywhere in the field. After a burst of crackling, it ignites one group of fire after another.

The fire became more and more intense, turning into flaming evil spirits one after another, attacking the many wronged souls summoned by Zhou Yiqiao.

For a moment, the flaming evil ghost and the evil spirit were fighting each other, and screams could not be heard.

Amidst countless miserable howls, the phantom that had been standing there finally moved!

"boom!!"

The phantom's right foot suddenly stepped on the ground, and huge waves of flames roared up, melting and disintegrating the earth within a few miles!

The phantom disappeared instantly, and the next second it was already standing next to Zhou Yiqiao!

The huge wave of flames swept toward Zhou Yiqiao with terrifying high temperatures, as if it could swallow up all life!