Chapter 393 Strange Fire Blue Lotus Flame
"The reason why the Third Elder killed the Second Elder's daughter is very simple. The treasure she had always wanted was given to her daughter by the Second Elder. She also tried to ask for it but failed in the end. So the Third Elder was unwilling to give up and decided to kill people to steal the treasure. The
Third Elder was very cruel and perverted. She cut up the Second Elder's daughter's body and raised flowers. One of the pots of brightly blooming blood velvet flowers was given to the Second Elder. The skull of her daughter was buried in the pot of the blood velvet flower."
Shen Mujin's voice was filled with disgust: "What kind of dead pervert is this? Are you in the Beigu Sect so dirty to play with insects and poisons?"
"Shut up!"
An angry voice suddenly rang out, and a long whip like a black bone came towards them.
It seemed to carry the anger of its owner, and the whip was sharp and piercing.
Shen Zhiyin raised her hand, and a tortoise armor blocked them, and the whip could not move forward.
A woman who was also a sword-wielding woman appeared in front of them. She was wearing a black dress, and her beautiful face was distorted at this time. Her eyes were like a poisonous snake, as if she wanted to devour Shen Zhiyin and her group.
Shen Zhiyin looked at her and raised her eyebrows: "Hey, the third elder of Beigu Sect?"
Shen Mujin: "Little aunt, didn't you say that the third elder of Beigu Sect is a hundred-year-old witch? She wouldn't wear a human skin mask on her face, right?"
The woman's expression became more distorted: "You are looking for death!"
She had hidden the secret for so many years, and she never thought that it would be exposed under such circumstances.
The third elder took out a flute and put it to his mouth to play. Several butterflies and flying insects with very bright colors flew towards them.
"Dream Weaving Butterfly, no, it should be Phantom Butterfly now. The previous cases of Dream Weaving Butterfly were not caused by you, right, Dragon Woman?"
After the Dream Weaving Butterfly becomes a dragon, hundreds of Dream Weaving Butterflies may be able to cultivate a Phantom Butterfly.
There were eight phantom butterflies around the third elder, which meant that at least eight hundred people had died under the incubation of her dream-weaving butterflies.
The third elder showed a strange smile: "You are quite knowledgeable. Next, let you experience the power of the illusion of purgatory."
With the simultaneous effect of the eight phantom butterflies, even if they paid attention to the environment within their sight, changes had occurred.
Purgatory, as the name suggests, is similar to hell.
However, there are ghost messengers in hell to maintain order, but there are only countless ghosts in the illusion of purgatory of the phantom butterflies.
They rushed towards Shen Zhiyin one after another, with bloodthirsty and greedy eyes, as if they wanted to bite and devour her.
The illusion of the phantom butterfly is very real, and the pain after being bitten is also a real feeling. If you enter this illusion, you will either be scared to death, or die of pain, or die of exhaustion from constantly killing demons.
Even if you know that everything is fake, you must fight the demons if you can't find a way to break it, because the pain is real.
Shen Zhiyin frowned. She couldn't stay in the illusion for too long. She could fight these demons, but her nephews couldn't.
So Shen Zhiyin didn't choose to fight this illusion with a sword.
She formed seals with both hands, and a hot green color burned from the depths of her soul.
Then a green lotus floated out from the altar.
Looking closely, the lotus was a green flame.
This is her natal alien fire, the Azure Lotus Flame, but she rarely uses it as an offensive weapon, usually only when refining pills.
Flame is a method of attack that kills on a large scale.
Those demons that were originally close to her all screamed and died under the spread of the blue flame.
The third elder of the Beigu Sect was originally proud of seeing that several people from the Shen family were trapped in the illusion.
"What kind of genius is this!"
Only she, Liu Yan, is a real genius.
She flew over with a poisoned dagger, ready to get rid of these people in one fell swoop.
The people of Lanzhou who were watching the live broadcast of the secret realm were very anxious.
[What's the matter, why are they not moving? ]
[It seems to be those butterflies. Yinyin said that those butterflies are called phantom butterflies. Is it related to the illusion? ]
[It's over, it's over, wake up quickly, that evil woman has killed people. 】
【I really want to rush in and kill that woman. Why don't they put her in jail for doing such evil things? She must be sentenced to death! 】
【Come on, wasn't Shen Zhiyin very powerful before? Now that she's in trouble, it's estimated that no one can catch her. 】
【Wake up! ! ! 】
Liu Yan approached Shen Zhiyin with a weird excitement in her eyes.
"Die, die, all of you, hahaha..."
She raised the dagger in her hand and stabbed it, but the next second, a blue flame emerged from Shen Zhiyin's body.
It didn't look very powerful, but Liu Yan's pupils shrank, and her fingers were almost burned to bones when they were touched by a little flame.
And the blue flame continued to spread on her body.
"Ahhh..."
The intense burning pain made Liu Yan fall directly from the sword.
A height of more than 100 meters is enough to crush an ordinary person to pieces.
Even though Liu Yan is a foundation-building monk, he didn't die from falling like this, but there was a crackling sound from his bones.
Just hearing it was painful.
But the pain of bones falling from a height was far less than the pain of the burning blue flames on the body.
"Ahhhh!!!"
The miserable screams resounded through the sky, and it was creepy just to hear it.
Liu Yan rolled on the ground in pain, trying to put out the blue flames on his body.
But this is a strange fire, and it is a top ten strange fire on the list. How can it be put out easily?
The phantom butterflies surrounding Shen Zhiyin and the others were also burned by the blue flames. Just a little bit of the flames was enough to burn the phantom butterflies to ashes.
Because phantom butterflies are good at illusions, but these spirit beasts that weave illusions and dreams have a fatal flaw, which is that they are very fragile. The
burned phantom butterflies struggled desperately, but with their small size, they turned into black ash and were blown away by the wind in less than a moment.
As the number of phantom butterflies decreased, the remaining phantom butterflies that were lucky enough not to be burned fled, and the illusion they had woven was naturally useless.
The moment the illusion was broken, Shen Muye and Shen Mujin fell directly from the sword.
"Ah! Little aunt, help me!"
Shen Zhiyin stepped on the peach wood sword and swooped down, grabbing the collar of a nephew with one hand and bringing them to the ground.
"I was scared to death, I was scared to death, I thought I was going to die today, what kind of illusion is that? I was bitten by those ugly things and it hurt so much that my soul almost left my body."
Shen Mujin's face was pale and he was
still in shock. Now when he thinks about it, he feels as if the skin and flesh on his wrist are torn and the bones are bitten.
His hand twitched.
Except for Shen Xiunan who was in a coma, the others were not much better.
Shen Zhiyin: "That's what the illusion is like. The pain is very real. There is no other way to get through it except to break the illusion."
"How do you break the illusion?"
Shen Zhiyin pointed at the person who was burned and looked like charcoal, breathing out more air than breathing in: "The phantom butterflies and their masters were burned by me."
She summoned the green flames on Liu Yan's body back.
The Shen brothers looked at the charcoal: "Is this the arrogant and perverted Third Elder of the Beigu Sect?!"