My magic weapons are all rule-based

No corner of the entire cave could escape his perception.

This perception was even better than direct witnessing.

But Xu Shan was so close to him, but his perception disappeared inexplicably.

This situation was definitely not ordinary... What happened inside?

Fu Feng was slightly confused, and he could only calmly wait for change without any results.

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At this moment, the white stone room had undergone a shocking change.

The original white space was replaced by emerald green, turning into a tropical rainforest.

Giant trees filled the room, connecting up and down.

This giant tree was shaped like a willow tree, with countless willow branches hanging down, and some were staggered horizontally.

But the willow branches were as thick as a child's arm, with thorns on them.

The monks in the white stone room were on guard with weapons.

Someone tried to attack the tree, but a spell was cast, but it went straight through the trunk, and an explosion sounded behind it.

Someone immediately shouted calmly: "Don't panic! It's an illusion, just an ordinary illusion!"

Everyone felt relieved.

It can be seen that this is indeed an illusion, and a crude one at that.

I just didn't expect that Xu Shan, who practices both physical and magic, could spare the energy to learn illusion.

In the world of cultivation, the number of cultivators who set up arrays and make talismans is much smaller than that of sword cultivators.

But the number of cultivators and sects who practice illusion is even smaller.

The reason is not complicated... Illusion is a combination of miscellaneous studies, involving many methods such as soul arrays.

It sounds powerful, but it is difficult to learn and master.

Compared with other directions... the benefits of cultivation are too low.

There are few people to learn, and the sects that are good at illusions cannot compete with other sects and cannot recruit good disciples.

This is a pure market choice, but it is tantamount to a vicious cycle for the illusion lineage.

Illusion, the sense of existence is really not high.

The cultivators did not disperse to explore, but stayed in place to defend.

Fufeng Cave Mansion originally suppressed the exploration of spiritual consciousness, and now Xu Shan created such an illusion.

Although it only has the appearance and no other power, it really takes a lot of effort to find him.

If we disperse and find him alone... it would be a loss if he kills us.

It is better to follow the crowd and wait for the opportunity.

Xu Shan has been consuming energy and will appear soon.

Everyone thought so. Xu Shan was not far away, hiding behind a tree and hiding his figure.

The halo above his head has been covered by the illusion.

He felt a wave of throbbing in his heart.

The first time he stimulated the blood of the phantom god, it was not using the blood technique. The power of this blood was far beyond his imagination!

It is not impossible to create a real and tactile illusion by stimulating the blood of the god, but it consumes too much energy and mind. He does not have the conditions now.

There are so many people in the room. It will not take long for the blood of the god to dissipate.

But he can control the illusion, just like using the jade slip to simply create an illusion.

The most important thing is.... He can clearly feel the location of people and objects in the divine blood illusion, as well as the strength of their breath and subtle changes.

Deduction... At the beginning, Zhen Yihuan told him that he could use the divine blood to deduce the opponent's behavior and arrange tactics in advance.

He now fully understands it.

The improvement of the opponent's information can completely achieve near-perfect deduction.

This benefit is far greater than using the body and soul to fight together!

Looking at the crowd gathering below, Xu Shan showed a sinister smile.

These people are very smart. They all stayed where they were. It seems that they didn't take his illusion seriously.

The cultivation world despises illusion too much and has far from developed its potential.

I used the blood of the phantom god, so I am half a descendant of Zhen Yihuan!

Today, let these traitors see the true mystery of illusion!

....

The cultivators are still on guard.

The whistling sound of the boomerang lingers above everyone's head.

Occasionally, there are terrified scoldings from the crowd below.

The power of the boomerang was getting stronger and stronger, and it was getting harder and harder to hit it back.

The monks who were attacked had already noticed this.

But they didn't think much about it, just defended.

With so many people, they could always outlast Xu Shan, right?

At this moment!

The originally quiet 'jungle' suddenly moved.

The strange willows around seemed to be blown by the strong wind, shaking one after another, and the willow branches below, as thick as forearms, swung more and more.

Suddenly, more than a dozen thorny willow branches stabbed at the crowd like spears.

The monks who were attacked picked up the magic weapon and chopped it, but the willow branches had already passed through the mold as soon as they made a move, and then disappeared.

Someone sneered: "What's the point of playing such a crude illusion? Xu Shan! Surrender and admit defeat as soon as possible!"

As soon as this person finished speaking, dozens of willow branches stabbed at him!

Facing the oncoming attack, the monks simply threw a fireball to test it.

Seeing that it still passed through the tree, they didn't care.

But who would have thought that when these dozens of willow branches were about to hit their faces, the tops of the spikes suddenly became round and juicy, burnt and shiny...

The willow branches instantly turned into... black burnt beef fillet.

Seeing this, the male cultivators were furious and the female cultivators screamed!

Damn, even though they knew it was fake, they couldn't stand being hit in the face with this thing!

Everyone dodged instinctively, and curses were heard in the chaos.

Xu Shan hid in the dark, observing the rhythm.

He crossed his hands on his chest, with eight calf darts between his fingers!

Although it was very dirty, the posture was not bad, like Wolverine. But it was obvious that there was no King Kong, only a cow, so he could only be considered a cowherd.

Seeing someone opening his mouth to curse, Xu Shan's eyes sparkled, and both hands came out!

Eight cow darts shot at the opponent like a stream of light!

A few swoosh swoosh swoosh sounded.

The opponent's immoral words were stopped in time.

But the uncivilized behavior in the crowd continued.

Xu Shan summoned more than a dozen killing weapons again and aimed at others.

.....

"Xu Shan! You are also a well-known figure, and you use such a mean... Um, vomit~?"

In the crowd, Ma Cheng, who had just dodged a wave of beef willow attacks, was cursing happily, and suddenly stopped cursing.

Inadvertently, it seemed that something slipped into his throat!

Ma Cheng was shocked and angry, and while he was fully alert to the external environment, he hurriedly squeezed out the things in his throat.

He spit it into his hand and took a look.

Ma Cheng's head buzzed, like a bronze bell ringing at night!

He was very familiar with the object in his hand.

That was the brother who had played with him since childhood!

How... not... this is fucking...

Ma Cheng couldn't help but pinch it twice.

A feeling of extreme nausea and vomiting kept rising.

This elasticity... what did I eat? ! This thing... isn't it an illusion? Isn't it fake? !

The illusion attack has come again, and Ma Cheng is still confused.

A black charred beef fillet passed through his face.

Ma Cheng wanted to stop it, but he stopped halfway up his hand, and looked at his palm, his brain was even more confused.

At the same time, there were many monks who had the same experience as him!

There were wails everywhere in the white stone room.

There is reality in the illusion, and illusion in the reality!

Fake... real... can't tell! I can't tell at all!

It's impossible to distinguish between the real and the illusion. The attack frequency is so high that you will die if you are not prepared!

Unknown, fear, nausea, shame!

Incredibly complex emotions spread wildly among more than fifty people in a short period of time.

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