Chapter 185-Fairy...Fairy!
The light of the sword nets, infiltrated by Xie's talisman, suddenly became hazy and ambiguous! The sharp sword energy seemed to transform into soft silk, and the cold murderous intent was replaced by a hot, heart-racing and charming atmosphere!
“Hmm…?” A Nascent Soul cultivator from the Lingxiao Sword Sect, who was injecting sword energy into the center of the formation with all his strength, suddenly looked at his fellow disciple beside him with a dazed look.
In his eyes, the usually serious and old-fashioned senior brother had turned into a stunning fairy wearing a light gauze, with eyes full of spring water, skin whiter than snow, and smiling sweetly at him!
"Fairy...Fairy..." His throat was dry and his breathing was rapid. He subconsciously pounced on the "Fairy", wanting to kiss her!
"Junior brother! What are you doing? Wake up!" The fellow disciple who was attacked was frightened out of his wits and struggled desperately. In his eyes, the junior brother was still the same junior brother, but his eyes were fanatical and distorted, as if he was possessed by an evil spirit!
The same thing happened simultaneously at the two ambush points of Kunlong Gorge and Luoxingping!
All the Immortal Alliance secret guards who were maintaining the formation, as long as their cultivation level was below the Divine Transformation Realm, saw their companions transformed into the image of their most desired and perfect dream lover in their hearts! Whether it was a cold fairy, an enchanting witch, or a gentle lady...
"Beauty! Don't run!"
"Let me give you a kiss!"
"Hehe... Fairy Sister..."
For a moment, all the things like Ten Thousand Swords Locking the Sky and Mysterious Stone Forest were thrown into the sky!
The Immortal Alliance's secret guards at the two ambush points were in chaos!
Some of them pounced on their companions with obsessed faces, some drooled as they chased non-existent phantoms, and some even fought each other for a "fairy"!
The formation lost its maintenance, the sword light dissipated, the stone forest collapsed, and the cold air dissipated!
"Bastard! Wake up! That's an illusion!" Yu Jizi was so angry that his face turned blue. He used his cultivation in the Spirit Transformation Stage to forcibly resist the pervasive enchanting talisman power and shouted harshly!
The old Taoist Xuanming was also shocked and angry, and tried to use the Xuanming cold air to freeze the disciples who were trapped in the illusion!
However, Xie Zhao's "Red Dust Immortal Array" is extremely cunning and vicious. It does not control by force, but instead arouses the inner demons and desires of the person who falls under the spell, making people sink into it willingly!
Unless one's mind is extremely firm or one's cultivation level far exceeds that of the caster, it will be extremely difficult to break free!
On the Guixu, Xie Zhao looked at the chaotic and ugly scene at the two ambush points below, laughing so hard he fell backwards. He pointed his Jinghong Fu Pen downwards and said, "Brother, look! The Immortal Alliance's secret guards are all aroused! This is much more exciting than the Immortal Alliance Competition, right? Hahaha! Old Yujizi's face is turning green!"
Chu Linyuan's cold eyes swept across the absurd and chaotic scene below, and then fell back on Xie Zhao's face, which was slightly red due to excitement and a little exhaustion.
The corners of his tightly pursed lips twitched upwards almost imperceptibly. Although it was extremely subtle, it was like ice and snow just melting.
He withdrew his hand from the driving groove, and the dragon pattern on his left arm slowly disappeared, and the black robe silently covered it and restored it.
"Nonsense." These two cold words did not contain any reprimand, but rather a barely perceptible hint of...indulgence?
"Hehe, this is called fighting poison with poison!" Xie Zhao proudly put away the talisman pen, his peach blossom eyes sparkling. "Let them plot against us! Now we've lost face in the Falling Star Sea!"
At this moment, Su Tang's voice, so excited that it broke, came through the Xingyin Order again. In the background, there was also Tie Niu's rumbling laughter and Luo Hongyi's cold snort:
"Second Senior Brother is awesome! This is simply a massive social demise of the Immortal Alliance's secret guards! They're all trapped in an illusion array, treating their fellow disciples like fairies! Hugging and cuddling like idiots! The livestream has exploded with rewards! The number one brother on the list, Mo Chen, said this array is amazing, hahahaha!"
Even from some distant flying boats from other sects that had not yet left and had originally intended to laugh at the Guixu Sect, suppressed laughter and discussions were heard.
This time, the Immortal Alliance's face was rubbed on the ground by Xie Zhao's Red Dust Immortal Formation, and he even stepped on it twice!
"Let's go." Chu Linyuan stopped watching the farce below and controlled the black ship "Guixu". Like a black sharp blade, he easily tore through the unmaintained and dilapidated sword nets and stone forests and rushed towards the abyss.
Behind him, all that was left were the chaotic scenes of the Immortal Alliance's secret guards in Kunlong Gorge and Luoxingping, who were still immersed in the arms of the "Fairy" and unable to extricate themselves, as well as the roars of Yu Jizi and Xuanming Taoist who were so angry that they vomited blood but could do nothing about it.
The meticulously planned Hongmen Banquet and fatal ambush by the Immortal Alliance ultimately ended in a hilarious farce.
The Black Rock warship "Guixu" tore through the clouds and sped towards the God Burial Abyss, leaving the luxury and chaos of Lingxiao Immortal Mountain far behind.
On the bow of the boat, Xie Zhao stretched lazily, spinning the Jinghong Talisman Pen on his fingertips, narrowing his peach blossom eyes, recalling the ugly appearance of the Immortal Alliance's secret guard just now, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Brother, are those old bastards from the Immortal Alliance gathering together to curse each other right now? Especially that old man Yuheng from the Lingxiao Sword Sect. His face is probably even stinkier than his sword."
Chu Linyuan stood quietly at the bow, his black clothes rustling in the strong wind brought by the high speed, outlining the straight and straight lines of his back like a pine tree.
He did not look back, his cold eyes staring at the surging evil clouds in front of him, as if the thrilling and ridiculous conflict just now had never happened.
Only the dark golden dragon pattern on his left cheek emitted a restrained and dangerous golden glow under the dim sky.
"Impotent and furious." These four cold words seemed to be the most concise footnote to the failure of the Immortal Alliance.
Xie Zhao chuckled and took a few steps closer, his shoulder almost touching Chu Linyuan's back. The tip of the Jinghong Talisman Pen deliberately poked the corner of the other's tightly pursed lips.
"But having said that, Senior Brother, you were really powerful when you injected the Dragon Evil just now! You almost burst the Guixu! Be more gentle next time. Building this ship takes a lot of materials..."
Chu Linyuan turned his head, his cold eyes swept across Xie Zhao's face that looked as if he was worried about his belongings, and his gaze lingered for a moment on his cheek, which was slightly pale due to exhaustion.
He silently reached out his hand, not pushing it away, but directly grabbing Xie Zhao's wrist.
A pure and peaceful black ice evil spirit slowly flowed in, sorting out his meridians which had become somewhat disordered due to the setting up of the Red Dust Immortal Formation.
"Huh?" Xie Zhao was stunned, feeling the familiar coldness and strength coming from his wrist, as well as the unmistakable concern hidden under the seemingly rough action. The pride in his peach blossom eyes instantly turned into a brighter, sweet glow.
He immediately grasped Chu Linyuan's hand with his backhand, and forcefully squeezed his fingertips into the gaps between the other's fingers, interlocking their fingers. He also deliberately rubbed the other's cold back of the hand with his fingertips.
"Brother, you still care about me." He smiled like a cat that had successfully stolen some fish, and leaned his weight on Chu Linyuan. "Those old turtles from the Immortal Alliance almost drained me out of money... I have to ask Junior Sister Luo to make me a few more pots of the Ten-Herb Tonic Soup when I get home!"
Chu Linyuan let him lean on him, not loosening his clasped fingers, nor pushing away this clingy gesture.
He simply turned his head and continued to look at the route ahead. The cold lines of his face seemed to soften a little in the dim light.
At the base of the ears, that familiar red spot quietly spread up again.
The "Guixu" sailed silently, passing through the thin clouds. The outline of the desolate and dead earth gradually emerged below, and the unique entrance of the Burial God Abyss, with its surging gray and evil clouds, was already in sight.
At this moment, Chu Linyuan's hand holding Xie Zhao suddenly tightened slightly.
His cold eyes swept sharply towards the seemingly calm sea of clouds in front of him, and his voice was low: "Here it comes."
Xie Zhao stopped laughing instantly, and a cold light flashed in his peach blossom eyes.
He followed Chu Linyuan's gaze, and the Jinghong Talisman Pen slid silently into his palm.
"Is there anyone who is not afraid of death?"
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