"Do you want to court death?" The rebel suddenly shouted.

As soon as he climbed the steps, Zhuo Wen only felt a terrifying coercion crushing his body.

This coercion was too terrifying, Zhuo Wen only felt that the flesh and bones all over his body were crushed into pieces, as if he just took one more step forward, and this coercion could completely crush him.

The purple-haired woman looked down at Zhuo Wen coldly, and said lightly: "Do you really want to seek death so much? But you are not bad if you can withstand my imaginary coercion, but if you take another step forward, I won't hold back any more."

Zhuo Wen grinned, and then under the stiff eyes of the purple-haired woman, he suddenly stepped up a step again, and then walked up slowly.

The purple-haired woman focused her eyes and continued: "It seems that you are really looking for death, so you should retreat quickly, or your life will really be in danger."

Instead, Zhuo Wen breathed a sigh of relief, looked up to the sky and laughed loudly, and said, "Let me retreat? You really put on a good show, rebels, you lied at the beginning, what is Lord Luoshen, what is the sun and the moon Grass."

Zhuo Wen turned his head slowly, looked at the trapped traitor with an ugly face, and continued: "These are not true, and this Luoshen is probably just an empty skin, the lies you created , is actually full of loopholes.�

As he spoke, Zhuo Wen suddenly jumped up and landed on the round platform.

At this moment, the purple-haired woman's beautiful eyes showed fear, and she couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"get out!"

Zhuo Wen took out the Ziyao Xinghe Excalibur with his right hand, and slashed out obliquely. The sword light was like water, turning into countless purple sword lights, which merged into the purple-haired woman one after another.

The sword light passed through the body of the purple-haired woman and did not cause any harm to the purple-haired woman.

But the corners of Zhuo Wen's mouth revealed a strong arc, he knew that the purple-haired woman was a phantom at all, not a real entity.

Moreover, the terrifying coercion emanating from the purple-haired woman is probably also an illusion.

Zhuo Wen looked down at the Sun Moon Grass in his hand. He could clearly feel the real touch of the Sun Moon Grass. If he had no doubts, he would never think that the Sun Moon Grass was fake.

At the same time, Zhuo Wen was even more shocked. This illusion is too powerful. At the beginning, he didn't realize that everything in it was fake.

And all of this was written and directed by the rebel who was trapped in the killing array.

The purpose is the essence of the starry sky in Zhuo Wen's body.

But what Zhuowen was puzzled about was, how did this rebel know that Zhuowen possessed the Essence of the Starry Sky in his body?

And how did he know Zhuowen's name and other information?

Grabbing onto the round platform, Zhuo Wen's powerful spiritual consciousness no longer remained, but spread out suddenly, and even circulated "Zhu Sheng Wu Xiang" and "Zhu Xing Meditation Map".

The consciousness turned into a berserk hurricane, sweeping in place, and then the surrounding scene was torn into pieces like a cloth, and turned into nothingness...

Looking around, Zhuo Wen found that the magnificent Luoshen Palace was still around, and even the neat and huge buildings around the Luoshen Palace had disappeared.

What appeared in front of Zhuo Wen was a piece of ruins, and the so-called circular platform was just a dilapidated rock.

"What a powerful illusion!"

Zhuo Wen crushed the ordinary medicinal herb in his hand, staring coldly at the traitor who was trapped in the killing formation.

He knew that everything he saw just now was an illusion, an illusion released by the rebel in front of him.

Zhuowen's soul is strong enough, at first he couldn't see that everything was an illusion, everything was so real.

If it weren't for some loopholes in the words of this rebel and the so-called Luoshen, Zhuo Wen might really be fooled.

"How did you find out?" the rebel asked calmly.

Zhuo Wen sneered and said: "The illusion you cast is very real. I can't see through your illusion at all, but the dialogue between you and the Luoshen you transformed is full of loopholes. I think you have stayed here for too long. Have you forgotten all about it?"

The rebel nodded, his eyes were a little confused, and he said in a deep voice: "I originally wanted to treat you well and let you die gradually in a beautiful lie, but unfortunately, you are too uncooperative, since that's the case... ..."

Boom boom boom!

Before he finished speaking, the rebel suddenly straightened his body, and a terrifying breath rushed out, followed by the sound of continuous explosions from the trapping and killing formation.

Zhuo Wen's pupils shrank slightly, and he stared at the rebel who was in a state of rampage in the trapped killing formation, and his heart was moved.

This rebel is really not simple, to be able to erupt such a terrifying aura.

Of course, he also knows that this rebel is good at illusion, and this breath may also contain the blessing of illusion.

It's just that he has seen the horror of a martyr. This rebel is obviously higher than that martyr. Zhuo Wen really dare not face him head-on.

Zhuowen looked around, and his eyes suddenly fell on the end of the rear, a building that occupies a large area but has been dilapidated like ruins. JrNovels.com