The Unusual Number of Douluo

"I'm fighting your uncle, there is a way to wait for Lao Tzu to practice for a few more years, then who will counsel grandson!"

The God of Soul did not answer, and a group of incarnations of God's consciousness flooded towards Zhao Xuan like a tide.

The speed of some spirit beasts was extremely astonishing, and they caught up with Zhao Xuan and fought with him in an instant. These spirit beasts cooperated well, and there was no strangeness at all.

Zhao Xuan was horrified, only then did he realize that these incarnations of the gods could be controlled by the god of souls.

The Demon God's true body was quickly overwhelmed, and Zhao Xuan's heart was filled with despair for the first time. The Demon God's true body was powerful in combat, but many ants killed elephants, and he was helpless in the face of so many incarnations of consciousness.

Unmovable, unconnected, telecom fraud, dominator...

Except for the life-saving sixth soul ability to lock the life and the useless fourth soul ability here, the time-permanent life domain, all of Zhao Xuan's soul abilities were in cooling down.

Just when Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth, preparing to fight to the death.

A huge pressure suddenly dropped, and the spiritual body transformed by the soul god and consciousness in the entire hall was all frozen.

Zhao Xuan was stunned, and subconsciously looked towards the Soul God, only to see that the Soul God was also a little lost.

Suddenly, the god of soul roared: "It's you again!"

A gentle voice remembered in Zhao Xuan's ear: "Young man, come out."

Zhao Xuan was slightly startled when he heard the sound. He didn't know who came, but he knew that if he didn't take this opportunity to leave, he would be afraid that he would not be able to leave.

After figuring this out, Zhao Xuan rushed towards the door close at hand.

Chapter 292: The Lord of Illusion

Zhao Xuan hurriedly ran out of the castle, not daring to look back at all, but the terrifying roar of the God of Soul kept echoing in his ears.

"Come back, you come back to me!"

"Damn it, it's you, and you broke my good deed again!"

At the moment when he ran out of the castle, Zhao Xuan finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the depressed feeling in his chest disappeared without a trace.

Looking back and looking forward, there is a huge group of divine power floating above the castle, but they seem to be imprisoned and cannot be called by the soul god in the castle.

The gentle voice just now rang again: "Young man, come here."

As her voice fell, this fantasy world seemed to be more agile. Suddenly the surrounding trees made a "rustling" sound, as if they had come alive, and some branches were waving, as if they were guiding Zhao Xuan forward. direction.

Zhao Xuan was shocked. Could it be that the master of this voice is the master of this illusion?

When he entered, Zhao Xuan discovered that the power of the divine consciousness that constitutes this fantasy world is not the same as the divine power of the spirit beasts that make up the giggles. It seems that the master of the two is really not the same!

However, why the owner of this illusion world wanted to save him, and what kind of relationship she had with the soul god, these things made Zhao Xuan ruin in his throat, hesitating.

But if you think about it carefully, if there was no help from the master of this voice just now, I was afraid that I would have been submerged in the incarnation of the god of soul.

"Fine, it's a blessing or a curse, it's a curse that cannot be avoided!"

Zhao Xuan gritted his teeth and followed the guidance of the surrounding plants, out of the dense jungle and stepping into the vast grassland. Only then did Zhao Xuan discover that this fantasy world was unimaginable.

Head down and follow the swaying grass.A lake suddenly appeared in the field of vision. The lake was as clear as a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

By the lake, there was a slender figure squatting halfway. She was wearing a simple and plain moon-white dress, her wrists were like condensed fat, shining brightly in the sun.

The slender jade hand stroked gently in the lake, like a child playing in the water, causing ripples on the calm lake.

"You came."

The moment Zhao Xuan saw the lake, she slowly poured the water in her palm into the lake, and then stood up and looked at Zhao Xuan.

At first, Zhao Xuan's breathing was slightly stagnant, his heart was ups and downs, and there was a touch of surprise in his eyes.After taking a long breath, Zhao Xuan's eyes became calmer when he looked at the woman again.

The woman slowly walked towards Zhao Xuan, moving lightly, like a green lotus swaying slightly in the lake.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's calmness back so quickly, there was a flash of surprise in her eyes.

The woman's appearance was born beautifully, as if she had walked out of a picture scroll, not like a person who could exist in the world, or that she was originally extraordinary, but a goddess in the sky, who was deprived of the world for some reason.

When she walked to Zhao Xuan, she waved her hand gently, and suddenly a set of tables and chairs appeared on the empty grassland.

Zhao Xuan's gaze narrowed slightly, and he could tell at a glance that these tables and chairs were creations of divine consciousness, but he still found it unimaginable that he waved like a woman, and this woman's divine knowledge was equally unimaginable.

"sit down."

Her voice is very gentle, like a warm spring breeze.

Zhao Xuan pondered his tone, then raised his eyes and looked at the woman tentatively, "Yes, senior."

Seeing the woman still smiling, Zhao Xuan breathed a sigh of relief, and then sat down slowly.

"You also know that this place is a creation of divine consciousness, so there is no tea, water, and fruit to entertain. I hope to forgive me."

After Zhao Xuan took his seat, the woman said softly.

Zhao Xuan waved his hand and quickly said: "No, no, no, the senior saved the junior, and the junior is already grateful."

After a pause, he said again: "Dare to ask the senior's name? So that the junior can know who saved him."

The woman seemed to be in a short-term loss of consciousness. She looked far away and sighed slightly: "After so many years, I almost forgot my identity. You can call me the Lord of Illusion."

"The Lord of Phantom?"

Zhao Xuan was startled, this title was not like that of a god.

He quickly pressed this doubt into his heart, and turned his hand over and said seriously to the woman in front of him: "Junior Zhao Xuan, thank you for your help."

Just as he was about to bow, Zhao Xuan felt a powerful force supporting his body, so that he could not thank him.

Immediately afterwards, the woman's voice sounded again: "It doesn't need to be so, I have something to save you."

Zhao Xuan was startled, but then he was relieved and asked for something better. If the woman who claimed to be the Lord of Illusion saved him, he would feel a little restless.

So Zhao Xuan straightened his waist, looked at the Lord of Illusion, and solemnly said: "Senior has something to say, if the younger can complete it, you should do your best."

The woman nodded with a smile, a smile that seemed to blossom.

Zhao Xuan couldn't help lowering his head, avoiding the woman's smile, biting the tip of his tongue to force himself to wake up.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's appearance, a smile flashed in the woman's eyes, but the next moment her eyes were full of sadness.

She asked Zhao Xuan, "Do you know who you met just now?"

Zhao Xuan's spirits lifted, and a gleam of energy flashed in his eyes, and he replied, "I heard the names of those pirates. They called him the god of souls. They think he should be a god, but I don't know if he is a righteous god or an evil god. "