At this moment, a bhikshuni with red lips and white teeth, a face like the bright moon, and a scar on her head walked out slowly.

Even though she is wrapped in a loose monk's robe, she can't hide her graceful figure and peerless beauty. She is the former exquisite goddess - Lan Xinhui!

Today’s Buddhist disciple—Hui Yue!

But what is surprising is that the unique skills he displayed were not Buddhist magical powers, but the holy way of illusion!

But when I saw that peerless woman holding her heart in her hands, I felt pity for her. Even though she was as powerful as Zhao Shuhang, I felt a little dazed just by looking at her.

The Shushan Sword and Xuehai Fan buzzed and shook, and they came back to their senses from the confusion, with a hint of fear in their eyes.

The rest of them, such as Cheng Jingyu, Wei Jingtang, etc., also had the treasure in their hands automatically protecting their master and emitting the light of the holy way, allowing them to wake up.

Even so, it’s still after several breaths!

While he retreated in horror, he was full of fear of this woman. However, after seeing Wu Ming, who was struggling endlessly, gradually calming down, and the mountain and sea beads that had expanded several times, also shrinking steadily, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It’s really amazing!

If you have not seen it with your own eyes, it is simply unimaginable that someone above the Grand Master can defeat the three major Confucian sacred arts. Even the "Xi Zi Holding the Heart" performed by Lan Xinhui is inseparable from Confucianism.

The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own beauty like jade!

When the Holy Path of Illusion reaches its extreme, it can also confuse the entire world!

Just like Wu Ming now, he rushed towards the wellhead in madness, but felt that the wellhead was getting further and further away. He clearly felt that he was only one step away, but it seemed that he was thousands of feet away.

If anyone could look directly into his mind, he would definitely be able to see that Wu Ming was like a headless fly, spinning around.

In his self-awareness, when he rushes towards the wellhead, he just bumps into walls everywhere!

I'm too tired. Let's take a rest!

Deep in his heart, a soft and motherly voice came to his heart, which made Wu Ming, who was already exhausted, feel warm in his heart. At the same time, he involuntarily obeyed and huddled at the bottom of the well, which was only enough to survive.

Like a wounded cub, it returns to its mother's arms, whimpering and licking its wounds, seeking protection and comfort!

The four-color brilliance wandered around like a chain, surrounding Wu Ming's will, gradually forming a cocoon of light, and tightly trapping it inside.

After a symbolic resistance, Wu Ming just wanted to fall asleep in this warmth. Even if it was just for a while, I would wake up the next moment and continue to look for a way out!
Chapter completed!