Chapter 16: Gambling

"You do have the courage to come to see me." The Phantom King on the huge throne looked down at Hong below and chuckled softly, "Are you afraid that I will kill you in reality with my order?"

The power of the Phantom Spirit King was ordered.

There will definitely be many immortal gods fighting to kill Hong in the Ganwu Universe Kingdom.

"Fear!" Hong said respectfully.

"Haha... It turns out you will be afraid too." The Phantom King's voice seemed to be the best instrument in the world and the moving music played by the best instrumental instrument. The listeners were swaying, "Since you are afraid, are you still here?"

"I'm afraid of death, I'm afraid that many dreams in my heart will not be realized." Hong Gong said respectfully, "But some things cannot be retreated just because they are afraid... Qingqing treats me sincerely, so how can I hide and fear death? No matter what, I will do my best to try my best to try my best... Even if my body is dead and my soul is destroyed, I won't regret it."

“Huh?”

The Phantom Spirit King on the throne looked at Hong below carefully and exclaimed in surprise.

"I'm afraid of death, but I don't regret some things even if I die?" The Phantom Spirit King looked at the figure below, his eyes became a little confused, and he murmured, "The body, death, soul, death, but I can still do it without regret..." The voice echoed within ten meters around her body, and no one in the hall could hear it.

"If he had been like this at that time..." The Phantom Spirit King's expression changed, his eyes were sometimes gentle, and occasionally became very scary.

Rumble~~~~

The entire hall was shaking faintly, and countless strange sounds echoed in everyone's ears.

The faces of Luo Feng, Hong and other women in gauze dress changed slightly.

"Hmm?" The Phantom Spirit King returned to his calmness, and all the phantom sounds disappeared. She looked down at Hong below on the throne, "Hong, I'll give you a chance, a chance to bet on your life!"

Luo Feng's face changed.

Bet on life?

"Please make clear to the Phantom Spirit King." Hong bowed.

"It's very simple." The Phantom Spirit King smiled, "I will give you two choices. First, when your world master is at its peak, you will participate in the extraterritorial battlefield and participate in the cosmic war. Assuming that your military achievements can be accumulated to get a first-class medal, I will not hinder you and Qingqing. At the same time, I promise not to expel Qingqing from my subordinates."

"The second choice is to break through the eighteen illusions of love and desire that I set! If you successfully break through the eighteen illusions of love and desire, I will not hinder you and Qingqing, and I will not drive Qingqing out of my home."

"But!"

"As long as you fail, then I will definitely order the Universe Mercenary Alliance to send masters to kill you directly." The Phantom Spirit King stared at Hong below, "This is a gambling life! If you fail, you will die! If you succeed, you will have the chance to be with Qingqing. You two are loving, breaking up, and getting married, and I won't care."

"Please choose the first one, you can have time to practice from now to the peak period of the Realm Lord. I can guarantee... you can practice until the peak period of the Realm Lord."

"Please choose the second one, and immediately go to the Eighteen Love Illusion." The Phantom Spirit King looked at Hong Fang, "Do you... dare to gamble on your life?"

The atmosphere seemed to solidify.

The entire hall was silent, including the black-winged man of the apprentice, he and the women in the gauze dress, all felt that... The Phantom Spirit King was different from usual at this time.

"Brother!" Luo Feng looked at Hong.

Bet on life?

Isn't this a joke?

Suppose Hong Zhen accepts the bet and is chased by the Universe Mercenary Alliance. Then even the Zhenyan King has no right to stop him.

"I choose the second one." Hong looked up at the Phantom Spirit King on the throne high, "Crazy the Eighteen Love Illusions you arranged by Phantom Spirit King. If I fail... I don't need to send someone to chase me, I will go directly to a certain cosmic mercenary alliance garrison. In front of the garrison personnel, I will commit suicide and conduct a virtual universe network synchronous transmission to Phantom Spirit King."

The pupils of the Phantom King on the throne shrank.

"Are you sure you are going to go to the Eighteen Love Illusion?" said the Phantom Spirit King, "If you choose the peak of the Realm Lord to participate in the universe war, you can live a long time longer, and I can help you reach the peak of the Realm Lord. Finally, ask you if you want to change your choice?"

"Don't change." A faint smile appeared on Hong's face.

Luo Feng looked at Hong beside him, and looked at the smile that appeared on his face.

It was a kind of smile that was unscrupulous after giving all his strength.

"Brother!"

Luo Feng was really anxious.

yes.

The eldest brother's state of mind cultivation is indeed extremely high, and he can be called a saint-like existence on earth from ancient times to the present. However, these illusions are not illusions of the sea of ​​illusions, but illusions arranged by the extremely powerful immortal god of the king-level "Phantom Spirit King" who is close to his teacher Zhenyan!

Maybe the pressure contained in it can cause Hong to collapse.

"call!"

The Phantom Spirit King stood up and looked down at Hong below, looking at Hong's eyes. There was no hesitation in Hong's eyes, nor the madness of gritting teeth, but there was a hint of sharpness in his eyes.

"Very good!" The Phantom Spirit King ordered, "Bushela, take Hong to the Phantom Hall and take him directly to the 101st floor!"

brush!

The Phantom Spirit King disappeared directly.

"Yes, teacher!"

The black-winged man Bushela saluted respectfully, then glanced at Hong with pity, "Come with me."

The Phantom Spirit Palace was in full swing. A cosmic little guy actually wanted to break into the eighteen illusions of love and desire. Once he failed, he would die and die! He immediately caused many people in the Phantom Spirit Palace to run quickly towards the Phantom Spirit Palace.

"Your Highness Qing, that Hong chose to gamble on his life and go to the Eighteen Love Illusion. Success, Lord Phantom Spirit King will not stop you and that man, and will not drive you out. But once he fails, he will have to be killed in reality." Two girls standing at the door of a quiet pavilion, one of whom was a green veil girl whispered.

Inside the pavilion.

A woman with short hair with her ears stood at the door, her slender fingers were already holding pale.

"I'm going out." The woman with short hair with her ears said softly.

"Your Highness Qing, Lord Phantom Spirit King gave the order, who dares to disobey? We can inform Your Highness Qing about everything that happened outside, but Your Highness Qing should not make us embarrassed," said the girl in Qingshi.

A sharp light flashed across the eyes of the woman with short hair with her ears.

Squeak!

Close the door.

This pavilion is a point bound to her into the virtual universe network. As long as she enters the virtual universe, she will appear in this pavilion. And now... in the virtual universe she is *** out. In reality, she is also trapped in the kingdom of the tribe's ancestor Yin Xuehou.

"Brother Hong." The woman with short hair with her ears walked to a window and opened it.

She didn't escape. The two demon girls at the door were the world's master-level strength and were looking at her here, but she was only cosmic. As long as the two women didn't let go, how could she escape?

"Don't do stupid things!" "Don't do stupid things!" "Don't do stupid things!" "Don't do stupid things!" "Don't do stupid things!" "Don't do stupid things!" "Don't do stupid things!" ... A woman with short-haired hair sent one email after another to Hong desperately.

moment.

"It's okay, wait for me." This is Hong's reply.

She was silent.

"Brother Hong, you...I..." The woman with short hair with her ears looked up and looked through the window at a towering palace in the distance, which was the "illusion hall" in the palace group of the Phantom Spirit Palace.

"Living!"

"We must live!"

The Illusion Hall gathered many people, such as the tribes of the Chimei clan, and some of the disciples under the Illusion King's command.

"I dare say that little guy will die."

"How can it be successful? Eighteen illusions of love, no matter how powerful he is, he will never succeed."

"This is a dead end."

"Look, there is a guy who has entered the Eighteen Love Illusion over there."

"Who? The one in silver armor?"

"No, the silver armor is said to be the peerless genius Luo Feng in the primitive secret realm of the Virtual Universe Company, and the one in black clothes is."

"Wow, that's Luo Feng? So handsome!"

"Stop being fooled."

"I think Hong is also very handsome, but unfortunately, he's dead."

...

Luo Feng and Hong walked on the corridor with the black-winged man Busera, looking around and in the distance, there were a large number of purple-eyed girls. Almost 99% of the entire Phantom Palace were women, and almost all of the maids were demon women, all of them were charming and charming.

"Brother, your mental state is high. But this illusion... is the illusion that the Phantom Spirit King cast." Luo Feng said anxiously, "You are strong, but you can't underestimate the super existence in the universe! Once this fails, you will definitely die... and that illusion may also contain the pressure of consciousness! Maybe with just one pressure, you will die. Who knows what the power of the Phantom Spirit King's eleven illusion is? Assuming that the power is super strong, you will have no place to cry?"

A super existence who knows the importance of the severity may arrange a illusion based on Hong's strength.

But--

The temperament of the Phantom Spirit King is notoriously strange.

He obviously does not allow any man to touch her, but he is always so charming and seductive. He has a violent and cruel temper, but he always pretends to be gentle.

Who knows that the Eighteen Love and Desire Illusions arranged by the Phantom Spirit King is not an absolute dead end?

Suppose the Phantom Spirit King really wants Hong to die.

Can Hong survive?

Hong glanced at Luo Feng: "It's okay!"
To be continued...