Chapter 1193

Although Huoer is greedy for money and returns the body and external evil golden light, she is a tool spirit after all. And the eye of heaven disappeared for no reason. Even if Huoer wanted to go to the dourate palace, he didn't know how to go, so it finally spread to Ye Feng.

Now you can take out so many yellow crystals and promise so many amethysts. It can only be Daozu. But if he wants to refine something, he doesn't need to find Huoer, let alone mention dourate palace. In this way, what Huoer sees is definitely not Daozu.

But if it's someone else whose purpose is to harm the Taoist ancestor or himself, then this dourate Palace should be a trap. But since it was a trap, he could not expose his spirit. And since he can quietly catch the eye of heaven, he must also catch Huoer... The more Ye Feng thinks, the more confused he is. He simply doesn't want to. He leaves a bottle of blessed Jue Mingdan to the white tiger ancestor, and drives the armillary sphere to the world where Huoer is located. As a result, at the first glance, I saw the towering Huangjing mountain. The fire was at the foot of the mountain, picking up the yellow crystals scattered far away.

"Can you find the eye of heaven?" Ye Feng looked around and whispered to Qixia.

"Master..."

Qixia's voice trembled a little, and she didn't show up again to haunt Ye Feng. When Ye Feng realized that it was bad, a good faced old man with a large body and long gray hair appeared in front of Ye Feng.

"Hehe, the master and servant are the same. Just take out some yellow crystals and catch them."

"Ha ha, Huang Jing likes everyone. It's the elder who came to me in this way. Is it a bit of a fuss?"

"Hum, someone else must be making a mountain out of a molehill, but it's not worth my calculation to catch the grandson of Daozu."

The old man spread his hands, and a string of rosary beads dressed with the skulls of various creatures appeared in the palm of his hand. Ye Feng subconsciously took a look and fainted in bursts. Huoer and Qixia were even worse. As soon as the hand appeared, they lost consciousness.

"If you just want to catch me, the four holy beasts can't stop you. But you didn't want to give me a threat when you found me here?"

The old man didn't speak, but gently twisted the rosary beads. When each skull crossed his hand, Ye Feng flashed some confused scenes in front of him. When a string of rosary beads were twisted once, Ye Feng had poked his eyes in place.

"If you help me fulfill my wish, I'll give you one. With your mind, you should understand what this means."

The pictures Ye Feng sees are very blurred, which can only be divided into light and dark. But without exception, every picture is full of loneliness and fear. It doesn't feel like looking at a portrait. It's more like looking at a person's memory when brainwashing.

Moreover, compared with what Ye Feng had seen, the "memories" the grey haired old man showed Ye Feng gave people an irresistible sense of substitution. After watching more than a dozen pictures, Ye Feng even had the idea of destroying everything. But the idea just flashed by, and Ye Feng's spirit was dragged back to the conscious space, and the illusory projection immediately controlled Ye Feng's body.

"I want Pangu's head. Is there one in it?" Ye Feng asked with no God in his eyes.

"You can get whatever you want," the old man said with a sneer.

"That means you're not as good as me," said Ye Feng. The law of chaos overflowed from his body and wrapped himself in it in the blink of an eye.

"That was before. Now, I just don't care to kill you. The wise man helped me refine him. I'll leave this world immediately. From then on, the well water will not invade the river, otherwise you will be removed from the origin world!"

"Hehe, since you are so powerful, why have you been pestered by that bastard for so many years? Don't talk nonsense! Fight if you don't agree!"

"Are you sure you want to fight?"

Ye Feng's world is just a small world. Once there is a war here, the world will collapse immediately. Hundreds of millions of creatures in the world will be swallowed up by the void in the twinkling of an eye!

"It's just hundreds of millions of creatures. As long as you get a skull, you'll make a lot of money!"

After the phantom projection shouted, the chaotic law burst immediately, and the surrounding space, everything in the space, and even the sky light cast by the sun were sucked into the dark clouds of the law.

Facing the violent chaos, the grey haired old man didn't dodge, so he hung in the void and let the dark clouds wrap him. The rosary on his hand not only did not resist, but emitted a light of ease and peace.

"Old don't die! You want to kill me!" the voice of Daozu was a little harsh in this peace.

"Then you can die now! Asshole!" the illusory projection scolded. The dark cloud immediately reduced the size of an adult's head and hit the gray haired old man. Where it passed, even the void disappeared, revealing gray tracks.

"Dead old devil! If you don't help me, this guy will completely erode me! Ye Feng will never be his enemy!" when Taoist Zu spoke, the gray haired old man's face became extremely ferocious. But it seems that he is limited by the Taoist ancestor. He can only stand in place and show off his ferocity, without even moving his fingers in the middle.

"You deserve it! You have today!"

"Ye Feng! Disciple! Help Shizu quickly! Use the power of all sentient beings!"

Ye Feng was trapped in the space of consciousness. He could hear the call for help from the Taoist ancestor, but he couldn't make any action. But the illusory projection did not, as he said, refuse to save the Taoist ancestor. Later, he controlled the power of all sentient beings on Ye Feng and entangled the gray haired old man.

The power of all sentient beings is extremely good and powerful. After being wrapped by the power of all sentient beings, the grey haired old man finally burst out a cry. The skull beads on the hand immediately burst into dozens of colorful clouds, swimming and rotating among the forces of sentient beings. After being swept by these clouds, the void previously swallowed by the illusory projection will become a variety of colored spaces, tightly entangled like an overturned pigment box.

"Pangu, he has treated you so much over the years, and you still help him!" the gray haired old man's voice was more than a hundred times weaker.

"It's our own business to kill both of us, and it's not an external evil to stir up discord!" the illusory projection righteousness said, adding a touch of imperceptible insidiousness on his face. "What's more, his grandson is in my hand. You have made a wrong calculation this time!"

After the illusory projection finished, his face became unusually ruddy. The gray haired old man looked at him, and finally a touch of panic appeared on his face.

"You can't do this to me! Otherwise your self will die at his hands sooner or later!"

"Do you think I am you! Monopolize a world! All living beings in this world are transformed by my aura. All living beings are immortal. Who can destroy me!"

After his last impassioned speech, illusory projection hid in Ye Feng's conscious space to recuperate, and vaguely threatened Ye Feng to come to him. But this time, he didn't do that again. After a wild laugh, he jumped at the gray haired old man with all the strength of Ye Feng's sentient beings. Ye Feng only felt a burst of alternating gray and white in front of him, so he lost consciousness.