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Chapter 1522

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"Beauty!"

Behind Abu Duanyu, there was a burst of wild laughter.

What beauty?

He turned around to look.

It would have been better if he had not seen it. Now that he saw it, he was so scared that he almost fell to the ground!

Unknowingly, the sky had turned pitch black. There were no stars or clouds. There was only a strange Tai Chi diagram floating in the sky, acting as the moonlight.

The earth was silent. Whether it was his brother Rong Tong, Heba Ancestor who had just appeared in Meng Chun City, or the vast Beast Tide, they were all nowhere to be seen. It was as if he was imprisoned in a foreign realm that had been cut off from reality. Between heaven and earth, there was only a crocodile demon standing in an absurd posture, looking down at him.

"Who are you calling?"

An indescribable panic rose from the bottom of his heart. Abu Duanyu looked around and found that he was the only living person in this realm.

Of course, I am calling you...

The huge Ink Armored Great Demon naturally could not speak, but the meaning in its eyes was self-evident!

It moved its beast eyes that had turned into Yin and Yang fish and bulged its strong muscles.

Its big mouth that reached its ears was slightly raised, as if it was narrating in a light tone...

Welcome to hell!

Before he could figure out what was happening, Abu Duanyu was slapped to the ground.

Don't ah ah ah ah ah!

His entire body was covered in blood, and it suddenly rushed to the top of his head. Ah Bu Duan Yu fiercely fell to the ground. The skin on his face cracked and shattered layer by layer!

"I am not a beauty! I am not a beauty! "

As a brave warrior of the Northern Rock Nation, Abu Duanyu had enjoyed countless women in his life. He had never forgotten the humiliation and covetous feelings he had for Wan Shuirong. However, he never imagined that he, a cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul Stage, would encounter such an absurd scene!

"It's fake, it's fake, it's fake!"

He used all kinds of magical powers in an attempt to expel the evil thoughts of the enemy from his mind. He also tried to use barbarian techniques to tear apart this strange illusion! However, everything that was happening in front of him was too real...

Humiliation, fear, and pain mixed together. Abu Duanyu, who had sunk into a nightmare, soon could not distinguish between reality and illusion.

"What the hell... What... What happened..."

Outside Meng Chun City, all sorts of extremely miserable screams reverberated inexplicably. The entire battlefield seemed to have been occupied by demons, and with a terrifying method that no one had ever heard of, the barbarians were killed.

Not only did the Throatless Beast let out a blood-curdling cry, even the Northern Cliff cultivators, who had just been showing off their prowess, let out all sorts of hair-raising and unimaginable screams.

The curious and the bold couldn't help but stretch their heads out of the city walls. What appeared in front of them was an unforgettable scene.

Without any external force, all of the savage beasts and cultivators lay on the ground and rubbed against the rubble.

Uh …

For a moment, the entire Meng Chun City was dead silent.

The people here held their breath, forming a sharp contrast with the wailing of ghosts and howling of wolves outside the city. It was as if the inside and outside the city walls were two completely different worlds.

Wan Shuirong stared blankly at the two beasts, Abu Duanyu and Abu Rongtong, who were kneeling on the ground and crying. It was as if the two of them were trying their best to break free from the nightmare, but they could only use their hands to launch their supernatural powers. Their consciousness could not even take a step out of the illusion. Therefore, the spells that they launched at each other were all smashed onto the bridge of each other's nose!

"Penetrate Back!"

"Beast claw!"

"Form of Will Fist …"

In just a few breaths' time, the two of them had beaten each other to the point that they could only exhale. Their mouths were still letting out miserable screams that sounded like pigs being slaughtered. It was not hard to imagine how terrifying the nightmare that was binding them was!

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