Chapter 399: The illusion of fantasy (below)

"Ye Chenfeng, in front of one of the three banned areas of my floating mountain, as long as you can pass the two illusions, no one will doubt your intentions again."
"And if you can represent me on the mountain, I will use all the cultivation resources of the mountain."
Snow Fairy Pool pointed to the front of a cave with no fingers and nostalgic mystery. It said slowly: "But the illusion is dangerous. If your test fails, your soul and body will suffer. To severe trauma, it is more likely to leave an unrecoverable sequela."
"Snow old lord, I don't know how many illusions test this illusion?" Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and asked.
"There are a total of five illusions in the illusion, but even I dare to accept the test of the first four illusions, not to enter the last space." Xuexianchi Road.
"Why, is this fifth illusion space so dangerous?" Ye Chenfeng brows slightly wrinkled and asked curiously.
"Because this fifth illusion space is the foundation of the illusion, it is also the source of the illusion. There is a mysterious ethereal stone in it. It is because of the stone carving that it has this illusion." Xuexianchi has no concealment. Said: "That is to say, the test of the fifth illusion space is not the soul of the lord of the dynasty, but the ethereal stone carving."
"The ethereal stone carving!"
Ye Chenfeng’s inner heart has a strong interest in the ethereal stone carvings in the fifth space of the illusion.
"Ye Chenfeng, although your talent is amazing, I advise you not to think about challenging the ethereal stone carving, with the power of the ethereal stone carving, you can crush your soul in an instant, take your life, even if You can't go to the fourth illusion space." Xue Xianchi looked at the light of the eyes of Ye Chenfeng's eyes, showing a hint of interest and serious martyrdom.
"Reassured, the old master of the snow, I have my own size." Ye Chenfeng nodded and said: "I don't know if I can smash this illusion now."
"Yes." Xuexianchi said: "Be careful, don't be stubborn."
"Call!"
Ye Chenfeng took a deep breath and slowly walked toward the black cave, passing through a thin layer of ban and entering the cave.
When you walked into the cave, Ye Chenfeng had a lot of illusions in front of him, confusing his vision and his mind.
But only one breath, the brain is engulfing the illusionary power that erodes into his mind, restoring his sobriety and quickly walking into the cave.
Walking and walking, the dark cave suddenly became like a white, a white jade carved, lifelike, graceful stone sculpture appeared in front of Ye Chenfeng.
"Snow 娆 娆 第 娆 娆 娆 娆 娆 第 第 第 第 第 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪 雪
Looking at the white jade carving the next line of small characters, Ye Chenfeng showed awe and heart, and bowed to her far away, and slowly walked over.
"Hey!"
When you walked to the front of the snowy stone statue, a powerful soul power surged out in the stone statue, like a rushing tide, rushing into the soul of Ye Chenfeng, letting his soul tremble.
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng’s mind has a large number of soul fires, burning his soul, confusing his mind, and bringing him into the rain that occurred thousands of years ago in the misty mountains. In the wind, he tested his heart.
"嗡..."
The moment when Ye Chenfeng lost his self, the powerful brain broke out the powerful power, directly devour the fire of the soul that invaded his mind, and when he grew his soul, he pulled him back from the illusion space.
"It's so weird, I lost my soul in a moment, and this illusion is really not simple." Ye Chenfeng took a sigh of relief and glanced at the snow-smooth sculpture whose soul power quickly subsided. Silently said.
The brain is swallowing up the fire of the soul. Although the soul of Ye Chenfeng has not experienced much tempering, the soul has improved a lot, especially the double-headed blood dragon king, and the huge body has begun to grow again.
"Thank you for your seniors!"
Ye Chenfeng, who has great benefits, took a deep look at the snow-dwelling sculpture and walked through the first illusion space to the second illusion space.
"Snow Pass Cloud, the tenth lord of the floating mountain, the half-step beastmaster, died 26,000 years ago, the Heavenly Emperor is unparalleled."
Ye Chenfeng quickly advanced the time of the semi-column, and found the second man's sculpture standing in a waterhole, standing tall and proud.
"In the ancestors of the dynasty mountains, there were also men."
Looking at the invincible Weiwan sculpture in front of him, Ye Chenfeng also bowed and slowly walked over to him and accepted his test.
"Hey!"
Before standing in front of Xuetongyun sculpture, Ye Chenfeng suddenly found that the surrounding airflow became rushing, and the overwhelming soul power poured into his soul, forming a large number of soul fires, burning souls and making them instantly lost. .
The next moment, Ye Chenfeng found himself lying on a soft big bed, a white tulle nightdress, the enchanting body looming, the white skin, the slender legs completely exposed to the air, A woman with a mature and feminine atmosphere is cuddling in her arms.
And this woman who exudes mature charm is not a moon, not Fu Youyue, not Ji Qingxue, nor Bai Xiya, but the relationship with him is not very close to the snow.
Because the snow skirt on the snow drifting is too thin, with the eyesight of Ye Chenfeng, she almost saw through her whole body, and with the close-knit skin, the fragrance that she radiated on her body made Ye Chenfeng’s blood The upper reaches, the breathing becomes short.
At this moment, the snow falling in the sleep suddenly woke up, his face was beautiful, his eyes tenderly glanced at the leaf morning wind, and the tulle long skirt turned into a piece of scorpion, revealing almost perfect, no trace of flaws. The body, like a silky snake, is entangled in the morning wind.
In an instant, Ye Chenfeng completely lost himself, and there was a fissure in the heart of the indomitable monasticity. He couldn’t help but hold the snowy and plump body.
When Ye Chenfeng was fascinated by love. In the desire, when he was unable to extricate himself, he was stunned and formed a swallowing vortex in Ye Chenfeng’s mind, madly swallowing his soul and losing his consciousness. The fire of the soul.
The next moment, the picture of his eyes was broken, the snow drifted and resentment, and he looked at him with sorrow, as the water ripples disappeared.
"My heart of martial arts has broken down."
With the help of the brain, the face of the white-faced Ye Chenfeng finally recovered, but when he thought of just one scene, he still had a lingering fear.
Once the heart of the monk is broken, it will cause him an incalculable trauma, and will even shake him to cultivate the foundation.
"This is a illusion that is too powerful, or love. To be my fatal weakness." Ye Chenfeng muttered to himself.
"Hey, this illusion is really harder than I thought."
Ye Chenfeng sighed softly, hovering under the snow-cloud sculpture, entering the empty state, holding his heart, and repairing the cracking heart of the monk.
After about two days, after Ye Chenfeng’s unremitting efforts, he finally repaired the heart of the cracking monasticity. He took a sigh of relief and slowly stood up and did not turn away, but turned his back to the illusion. The triple fantasy space is gone.