Painting of the Nine Immortals Chapter 1777: Real city dummy

Yu Juechen, one of the most famous people in Wujiang Continent, even if he is not known by everyone, he is not far away.

Therefore, his death shocked the entire Wujiang Continent.

Especially after learning that he died in a fair battle, the world was shocked to the extreme.

What is a fair fight?

It means one-to-one, both parties are in the same state!

Under this situation, how incredible it is that the strongest evildoer of the Uzu clan in thousands of years was actually killed?

Everyone was shocked, and never dreamed that Yu Juechen, who was destined to become the ruler of the Borderless Continent in the future, was actually killed alone.

Especially the Uzu people, it is even more unacceptable.

That is the strongest arrogant of the Yu Clan in thousands of years. It is not an exaggeration to say that it definitely has the posture of sanctification!

Such a stunningly talented existence actually died in a fair battle, which made the Uzu people humiliated and angry.

After that, the killing order spread throughout the borderless continent.

The Yu clan was furious, and as the master, ordered the ten thousand clan to kill Ling Xian!

For a time, the word "Xianling" resounded across the Wujiang Continent, and the limelight was so strong that no one could suppress it!

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Netherworld, located to the east of Wujiang Continent.

Although it borders the Wujiang Continent, there are natural barriers that ordinary people cannot pass through.

However, Ling Xian is not an ordinary person. He is now a powerhouse in the transcendent realm, capable of overlooking 90% of the world's living creatures.

So, he easily smashed the barrier and stood on the land of the Nether Continent.

"I hope, don't meet Shen Shen..."

Ling Xian whispered, he broke the gloomy plan several times, it can be described as endless.

If he encounters Shen Shen here, even if he is capable of shaking the sky, he will undoubtedly die.

"The saint ancestor never came into the world easily. The chance of encountering it is very small, so don't worry."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, looking at the surrounding environment.

I saw that this was a jungle like an abyss, whether it was trees or flowers, it was so dark to the extreme, weird and terrifying.

"Very poisonous..."

Ling Xianxing squinted his eyes and saw that everything here, even just a weed, contained toxins.

Furthermore, the poison is quite terrifying, even the seventh-level monk can hardly resist it.

"Nice poison, you can collect a little."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, then squatted down to collect the venom from the flowers and plants.

If someone saw this, he would definitely think he was crazy.

Although this place is not a terribly forbidden place, it is also so famous that ordinary people don't even dare to set foot, let alone collect venom.

But in Ling Xian's eyes, this place is nothing at all.

Don't say that he possesses the Fenxie true fire that restrains the world's poison. Even if he doesn't, his supernatural realm strength alone is enough to resist.

So, Ling Xian calmly walked forward while collecting venom along the way.

Two hours later, he walked out of the poisonous forest and saw a majestic ancient city.

"Good luck." Ling Xian smiled faintly.

There is a city, which means that there are people, and there are people who can know the specific location of Fallen Immortal Cave.

"I hope this trip has not come in vain."

Mumbling to himself, Ling Xian did not enter the city immediately, but refined the venom he had collected.

This poison is quite terrifying, even a single drop is enough to poison the seventh-level monk. If it is refined and integrated, it is not difficult to poison the eighth realm strong.

So, Ling Xian carefully refined, and half an hour later, a drop of pitch black poisonous water appeared in his palm.

It seems harmless, but in fact it is extremely poisonous. Even the strong in the eighth stage, without precautions, will be poisoned to death.

"Yes, there is another powerful method."

Ling Xian chuckled lightly, put the venom into the storage bag, and then stepped into the ancient city.

I saw that the city was very lively, there was a constant flow of people, and everyone's faces were filled with happy smiles.

The smile comes from the bottom of the heart, and it is extremely infectious, even if it is a vicious person, it will feel warm.

However, Ling Xian frowned.

This smile is true, but illogical.

There are as many happy things as there are painful things in the world. It is impossible for everyone to feel happy unless it is living in a dream.

At the moment, Ling Xian's eyebrows glow, exploring everything in the city with his soul.

After a moment, he confirmed his guess.

Except for the fact that this city and himself are real, everything else is an illusion created by a special method.

To put it bluntly, this is an illusion.

"When I first arrived in the Netherworld, I fell into the illusion, which was unlucky enough."

Ling Xian had no choice but to continue to explore with his soul, trying to find a way to break the realm.

The illusion cannot be broken with brute force, or only after certain conditions are met, can you leave, otherwise, you can only sink into the illusion forever.

For example, the first illusion that Ling Xian encountered was a hundred years in a hurry.

In that illusion, he forgot the picture of the nine immortals, and forgot to refine the sky. The way to break the border is to think of these.

"My memory has not been erased. I think it is similar to the second illusion. I need to accomplish a specific thing."

Ling Xianjian frowned, thinking of the second illusion he had encountered.

In that illusion, his identity is Xuanhuangzhenxian, one of the first five immortals, or Xuanhuangxian emperor.

The task he has to accomplish is to kill the traitor Aotian Immortal Emperor.

At that time, he and the Soviet hand of Yanliu, who was the Emperor Fulong, killed the Immortal Emperor Aotian and finally escaped from that illusion.

Therefore, Ling Xian guessed that this illusion also needs to complete a specific task.

"If it weren't for this illusion, I would have forgotten that the leader of that illusion still owes me a good fortune."

Ling Xian smiled faintly, then frowned, thinking about how to break through.

Unfortunately, after thinking about it, there is no clue.

He is not assigned an identity and does not even know the task. How can he escape from the illusion?

"I have a headache."

Ling Xian had no choice but to sigh: "Finally, take one step and count as one step, you won't end up in eternal perish."

After speaking, he took a big step and walked forward.

Only after taking two steps, Ling Xian stopped.

Because, four men and one woman walked past the city gate and appeared in his sight.

The clothes of the five are similar, the only difference is the lines on the chest.

The men are inscribed with silver patterns, while the women are with gold patterns. Obviously, her identity is higher than that of men.

The same is true of strength.

She is the peak monk of the seventh stage, and the four men are all in the middle of the seventh stage.

"Master sister, this place is like a rumors, it is a false illusion."

A man speaks, his eyes are superb, obviously he has special abilities.

"It's just that the purpose of our trip is to break the illusion and eliminate this serious harm to the world~IndoMTL.com~A young and smiling young man did not put the illusion in his eyes.

This made Ling Xian sigh lightly and said: "Several people, this illusion can't be easily broken."

"Are you a living person?"

The woman raised her eyebrows. She was born with a beautiful face and a beautiful country, and she was a rare beauty.

"Like you, I just came in soon."

Ling Xian nodded lightly and said: "For the sake of being a man of the same world, let me remind you, be careful, this illusion is very dangerous."

"Haha, you look down on us too much. Illusory Realm. What counts for the master sister?"

The young man laughed. While raising himself, he flattered the woman without a trace.

"That's the case, when I didn't say it."

Ling Xian laughed. He didn't even have the grasp of leaving this illusion. How many seventh-level cultivators dare to say it?