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Chapter 1202 Illusory God Race

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The Great Sage Boyuan smiled and said, "In a secret realm of the mysterious sea of ​​fantasy starry in the center of the Eternal Road, the descendants of the Phantom God Emperor live in the Phantom God Emperor. In their hands, they hold the [Phantom God Emperor's Mask]. I have a friend who is the patron saint of the Phantom God Clan. If you can convince him to borrow the [Phantom God Emperor's Mask], I am willing to sneak into the Zhenxu God Clan and rescue Lord Mischelia."

Yang Feng said: "How to contact Him?"

"Please wait!"

The Great Sage of Boyuan had five fingers, and a colorful scale suddenly appeared, blooming with colorful light, and a flower grew directly in the colorful light.

The flowers bloomed, and a handsome saint with a short blue head suddenly appeared in the center of the flower.

The handsome sage glanced slightly at the surroundings and said quietly: "Sage Boyuan, what's the matter with me?"

The Great Sage of Boyuan said: "The Great Sage of Qinghuan! This is my master, the Heavenly Saint. He wants to discuss with you if he has something."

A strange light flashed in the eyes of the Great Sage of Qinghuan, and bowed to Yang Feng: "See the Heavenly Sage!"

Yang Feng said: "Qiuhuan Great Sage, I hope to borrow the secret treasure of your Phantom God Clan [Mask of the Phantom God Emperor].

After that, I can pay twenty [Foot of Immortal] as a reward.”

The Great Sage of Qinghuan smiled helplessly and said, "Since Lord Tiansheng has spoken, I shouldn't have refused. However, the [Mask of the Illusion God Emperor] is hidden in the illusion of the holy land of our clan. If He does not want to show up, we will not be able to find Him."

If they want to hide their spiritual secret treasures like [Shi Shen Armor] [Qingyang Ji] [White Tiger Sword], if they are determined to hide, it will be difficult for even the powerful men of the Great Saint level to see their traces.

Yang Feng frowned slightly and said, "Illusion Domain? Can you let me go in and look for [The Mask of the Illusion God Emperor]?"

"Okay! This is the location of the Illusion Domain. If you don't want someone to show your true identity, you can use this identity to enter the Illusion Domain!"

The Great Sage of Qinghuan stretched out his hand, a trace of ripples shone, the void was slightly twisted, and something seemed to appear here across endless distances.

But in the Hall of Ten Thousand Souls, there is a terrifying barrier. The projection of the thing has appeared here, but it cannot be teleported.

Yang Feng's thoughts moved slightly, and the barrier that enveloped this Hall of Ten Thousand Souls disappeared immediately.

The void was shining with ripples, and a green leaf appeared directly, scattering a slight wave of the mystery of the illusion.

Countless mysterious curse seals appeared in Yang Feng's eyes, and he looked at the green leaves deeply, and instantly analyzed all the information about the green leaves. With a casual touch, the green leaves disappeared.

In the deepest part of the mysterious green fantasy realm in the deepest part of the sea of ​​illusion.

"Finally caught up!"

A beautiful woman with a blue long shoulder-length head, a hot and sexy figure, wearing a blue tights, fully highlighting her beautiful figure emerged from a blue light, and appeared in front of a large ship with a mysterious spell seal engraved on her body.

"This is a magic ship leading to the illusion domain of our tribe's holy land. Show your identity certificate."

A warrior with fluctuations in the power of the Sunlight Warlock scattered, stepped forward and said coldly.

The beautiful woman in a blue tights smiled slightly, and when she turned her jade hand, a green leaf suddenly appeared, blooming with an extremely dazzling green light.

The warrior's face changed slightly, and a look of respect flashed in his eyes, making way: "Huanke Ren, the first person in this battle of the genius of the Phantom God! Please come in!"

The Battle of the Phantom God Genius is a grand ceremony for the Phantom God Clan, which is held every hundred years. Only those Phantom God Clan geniuses under one thousand years old can participate.

If the first genius in the Phantom God Genius Battle fails to fall during his growth, he will be promoted to a powerful man of warlock level or even above.

Fifty percent of the saints of the Phantom God Clan are from the first genius of the Phantom God, which further demonstrates the honor of the identity of the Phantom God genius of the Phantom God.

"All old acquaintances!"

As soon as Huankeren boarded the spirit ship leading to the illusion domain, he came to an extremely vast hall. With a slightly swept his eyes, he saw many young geniuses of the illusion tribe standing in the living room.

"Huankeren, she is here too!"

"This time, all the top 100 geniuses in our Phantom God Genius Battle have arrived."

“…”

All the geniuses of the Illusion Clan in the living room were focused on Huankeren, full of envy, jealousy, and respect.

"Huankeren, you are so arrogant. We have made us wait for you for an entire hour. We are really worthy of being the number one in the genius battle of the Phantom God."

A stunning beauty with a blue waist-length dress with her breasts almost cracked out, and a charming charm scattered all over her body smiled coldly and sarcastically.

Huan Keren said with an apology: "Sorry, I'm late, Huan Mingyan. Sorry, I've been waiting for everyone!"

A man with short blue, tall and handsome figure walked over with a spring breeze-like smile on his face and said, "Forget it, bright and beautiful, but he didn't mean it! And it's not the scheduled departure time now."

A phantom man with a short blue head and a fat body that seemed like a ball, also came over and said, "I'm here too, why haven't this spirit ship started yet?"

A handsome and expressionless man from the Phantom God Clan came over and said coldly: "Who are you waiting for? However, this time, only the top 100 geniuses in our spirit ship can enter the illusion domain."

Huankeren, Huanming, Huanfeng, Huanluo, Huan Bingjue are the top five peerless geniuses in the battle of this genius god, and their strength is far superior to other geniuses in the battle of other geniuses in the battle of the genius gods.

Eight young geniuses from the illusion gods centered on the five people came over and formed a small circle and talked about the mysteries of various illusions.

Three hours later, Yang Feng slowly stepped into the hall.

"Who is that person?"

"The spirit ship has taken off for two hours, just to wait for him?"

"Is he the son of a great man?"

“…”

As soon as Yang Feng entered the hall, he attracted a series of gazes and was full of speculation.

Under the numerous eyes, Yang Feng came to an inconspicuous corner and sat down, casually picked up a cup of Phantom God wine, a specialty of the Phantom God clan, and quietly tasted it.

"Everyone has arrived, the spirit ship is about to be launched, please be prepared!"

Shortly after Yang Feng entered the hall, a voice sounded in the hall, countless curse seals shone, and the spirit ship immediately took off and flew towards the direction of the illusion domain.

"Boy, who are you? He actually made us all wait for you for two hours?"

In a gust of fragrant wind, Huanming and Yanyan walked to Yang Feng in a blink of an eye, looking down at Yang Feng from a high place, and said coldly.

Huan Mingyan is the third genius in this year's Fantasy God Genius War. Even if she is a descendant of a saint, she dares to blame the other party without hesitation as long as she has the truth.

Huankeren and several geniuses from the Phantom God Pearl also walked over to Huan Mingyan.

Huanfeng smiled helplessly and said, "This friend, I'm very sorry. Mingyan has this personality and she has no malice. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

Every genius has arrogance, but although Huanfeng is arrogant, his arrogance is elegant and smooth.

Yang Feng smiled faintly and tactfully expelled the guest: "My name is Huanfeng, sorry, I want to be alone and quiet."

Huanfeng heard the intention of expelling guests in Yang Feng's words, and directly pulled Huan Mingyan away from here: "That's disturbing!"

Huan Mingyan glared at Yang Feng fiercely and whispered: "Damn, that guy is so arrogant. He doesn't take us seriously. I must teach him a lesson."

"Don't go too far!!"

Huanfeng felt Yang Feng's hidden ignorance very keenly, and he felt a little unhappy and reminded him.

"Don't worry, I will only let him lose someone!!"

Huan Mingyan smiled slightly, walked to another corner, silently chanted the spell, and a five fingers were apart, and a flower of illusion suddenly appeared in her hand.

Countless spell seals bloomed in the fantasy flower, reflecting Yang Feng's figure.

Huan Mingyan smiled and her body suddenly showed an amazing charm. Except for Huanfeng, Huanluo and Huan Bingjue, the other geniuses of the Phantom Gods looked away, not daring to look at her more, for fear of being completely captured by her charm.

Huan Mingyan jade hand pointed gently at the fantasy flower, and a trace of fantasy ripples quietly spread in the hall, rolling towards Yang Feng.

The fluctuations of the illusion are silent and extremely exquisite. Even if a powerful man at the level of a warlock is not paid attention, it will be difficult to detect them.

"This little guy actually casts a spell at me. He is really overestimating his ability! Well, I'll have fun with you."

Yang Feng raised his lips slightly, revealing a smile, and he used the law of illusion, and a slight pop of the value, and a spell seal containing the law of illusion suddenly appeared and appeared in the palm of his hand.

"ah!!"

Huan Mingyan's eyes suddenly became blurred, and a bright red color flashed across her pretty face, so soft that it was soft on the ground, curled up into a ball, making an uncontrollable cry that was shocking.

"The backlash of illusion? He is a master!! So strong! No one of you is allowed to watch it!!"

Huankeren's pretty face changed, and with a wave of his jade hand, a ripple shone, and she separated her, Huan Mingyan and the young men of the Phantom God clan.

Huankeren chanted the spell silently, stretched out his jade finger, and a trace of colorful light shone, condensed into a spell seal, and immediately sank into Huan Mingyan's body.
Chapter completed!
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