Well, Haoqiang was completely unable to resist the golden mask on Zhang Yuanqing's face shaking for a while, and almost collapsed.

He immediately changed his face, switched to a blue face, and cast the skill of immunity from mental attacks.

Immediately, Yi Chuanmei's palm encountered obstacles and could not continue, but at the next moment, the invisible air wave collapsed, and the blue face collapsed.

Zhang Yuanqing was pinched in the palm of his hand.

"You may have many props and treasures, but in the dream, you are just a mortal, and crushing you to death is as easy as crushing an ant." Yi Chuanmei said with a smile:

"Even if you have a saint-quality illusionist item."

Zhang Yuanqing felt the silent exertion of the opponent's palm, and heard the sound of his own bones breaking.

He immediately switched his face and replaced it with a khaki yellow face.

The attribute of this face is violent and aggressive, with a 30% increase in physical fitness, skills and soul.

"What a gnawing bug." Yi Chuanmei sensed that the enemy in her hand had suddenly hardened, she was not in a hurry, and raised the corner of her mouth:

"Are you still waiting for that ghost with a soul to come to rescue? Don't you find it strange that she is not far from Yizhuang, why has it not arrived yet after so long?"

Zhang Yuanqing was taken aback.

Yi Chuanmei giggled and said:

"I wear Chen Wei's vest during the day, and I am a fire master. This is not only my protection, but also my restraint, so I cannot use this professional skill during the day.

"But the instinct of being an illusionist is still there. The day I first entered the dungeon, I noticed that your infernal corpse has mood swings and has an independent soul. At first, I thought it was Lin Ci's special character."

Zhang Yuanqing, who was in severe pain all over his body, recalled what Chen Wei said in the early morning when he first entered the dungeon - don't put the Yin Corpse next to the bed when doing business.

Did she feel the abnormality of the princess at that time? Then I arranged for the follow-up.

"Think again, why didn't your corpse see anything the night Yang Shuo and Wang Ping died?" Yi Chuanmei said with a smile:

"She was trapped in a hallucination, just like she is now."

As she said that, her beautiful eyes looked at the gate of Yizhuang, "She is walking around outside Yizhuang at this moment."

Illusionist is a very serious profession, melee is as weak as a dog, and deception is as strong as a god.

Even Ye Youshen, who is also good at illusion, is far inferior to illusionists in this respect.

"go to hell!"

Yi Chuanmei's palm suddenly exerted force and squeezed hard.

Zhang Yuanqing felt that his consciousness was plunged into boundless darkness, and his body made of soul collapsed in an instant.

It would be great if the princess had a ghost mirror, maybe it could break through the illusion Zhang Yuanqing thought desperately.

At that time, Yi Chuanmei's sharp screams suddenly sounded in his ears.

Immediately afterwards, he felt the huge palm loosen, and the pressure of his body shattered to pieces disappeared.

Zhang Yuanqing looked in surprise and bewilderment, and saw a knife edge piercing through Yi Chuanmei's chest, and the sharp blade was stained with blood.

Amidst the heart-piercing screams, her huge body quickly collapsed. JrNovels.com