The world of all things, black clouds cover the top, and the magic smoke rolls.

The two monks, about ten feet apart, confronted each other.

One person, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was a young monk, young and handsome, but revealed an extremely calm demeanor; the other person was middle-aged, elegant and gentle, like a spring breeze blowing on his face, but his narrow eyes, as if a blade had made him look a little gloomy.

"You didn't expect that I would hide here!" The middle-aged man spoke first, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"You didn't expect that I would come here!" The little monk replied immediately, and his tone showed full confidence.

"I did not expect it? However, I have already transformed into the body of the Yin Spirit. This is my territory, the battlefield that is most suitable for me to play. But because you are participating in the battle for the throne, your strength has been directly suppressed to the initial level of the Golden Immortal. It can be said that at this moment, it is the best time to let me meet you!

If you are dealt with, I don’t have to hide like this anymore. You can go out with a big swagger and be free in the world!" The middle-aged monk replied, and while replying, his smile became brighter and brighter.

"Is that so? Then why don't you take action? Are you afraid that you will have any tricks and feet that I have planted?" the little monk said again.

"Hmph, black throat, you don't need to click me like this. If you really have such skills, you must have used it long ago!" The middle-aged monk snorted coldly, thinking it was the way of the times.

"No need, because I want to control you at any time. Now, it's just giving you a chance to consider how to explain to me. If the explanation is good, I can let you go. After all, you are my distraction, and being wiped out like this is also my loss!"

"Is that so? Do you really think so?" When the middle-aged monk heard this, he seemed to have a little moved and his face was no longer so arrogant, but he was still a little hesitant, as if he was not able to fully believe this.

"Of course. You are also part of me after all. You and I are the real me. If possible, I will naturally not completely erase you!" A smile appeared on the little monk. Although it was not very gentle, there was no such opposition.

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"The sea seal is blocked!" Master Mingde saw the situation of the black throat through the changes of clouds and smoke in the lake ahead, which was the time transmission.

"I saw it, it was a turtle spirit with a confusing heart. It seems that there is a big secret hidden in this sea seal. Therefore, the psychological pressure has always been very high, and there is no solution to it." In time, another Buddhist practitioner dressed in a layman responded.

"It should be like this, this confusing turtle. What you are best at digging is the strongest mark in a person's heart, and then, it is used as the core of the illusion. However, his level of illusion is not very clever, so it should be difficult for the sea seal! I just don't know how long he will be trapped here.

Near him, there is an imperial son of the imperial court. If he finds him, he will be really dangerous!" Master Mingde spoke immediately and replied. After saying that, he paused, then spoke again, sighed, "I have a junior nephew, which is not far from here. Unfortunately, I can't inform him, otherwise, I can ask him to go over and help!"

"Haiyin has such a foundation, but it has such weaknesses. It should not be difficult to control him. I feel more and more that our plan is implemented! I really can't bear to let Haiyin die here! However, there is no way. If he really dies, this is fate! Our plan can only be cancelled. If he does not die, then I think our plan can be improved more."

"Well, I agree with you!" Master Mingde replied immediately.

......

"The confusing turtle spirit is approaching!"

"It's time to take action!"

"Boom--"

A blazing white fire suddenly burst out, and the fire wolf surged, sweeping hundreds of feet.

......

The little monk stood still in place with calmness, but in his right hand there was a golden bead the size of a fist, spinning drippingly.

On the other side of him, the middle-aged monk was no longer there, but some were giant tortoises dozens of feet in size. The patterns on the back of the giant tortoise were very different from those of ordinary turtles. They fell into thin lines and intertwined each other, forming eyes, like vortexes. When you look at it, it seemed as if even your soul was about to be sucked away.

"What a pity, my strength has been suppressed too much, otherwise, this blow would be enough to kill you!" the little monk said with a smile.

"You, how could you see through my actions? I am the illusion that evolved according to the most exciting emotions in your heart, and you cannot break it." A huge puzzlement appeared in the eyes of the Confused Turtle Spirit.

"I don't need to explain this to you, a beast. The only function of yours to me is to dedicate me a Yin Shen pearl!" The little monk said again, but at this time, there was a full of coldness in the voice.

While speaking, his right hand raised, and the golden beads in his hand came out of his hand and turned into a ball of fire, which was faster than lightning, and blasted towards the turtle spirit of Confusing Heart.

"You have tried it just now, and you still try it. Even if you explode it, it will be useless to me!" Seeing this, the turtle spirit of the Confused Heart was not very panicked. When he shook his body, his head and limbs retracted into the turtle shell, ready to resist.

"Is that so? I don't know!" A strange smile appeared on the little monk's face and replied faintly.

While speaking, another loud blast exploded, and the fire spread all over the world. However, this time, the difference was that a little white light merged into the giant tortoise's body. When it was, a sharp sound of "Ah--" sounded and a shrill roar sounded.

Accompanied by the shrill roar, the limbs and heads of the turtle spirit could not stop drilling out again. It didn't matter if this drilling out. When that was the case, it was burned by the golden flames. The screams became more and more intense.

After almost a moment, the turtle spirit of confusing heart was burned to pieces, leaving only a dark and faint bead the size of a pigeon egg, which was taken in his own hands by the little monk.
Chapter completed!