"Take off your blindfold"

Lin Tong's abrupt voice made the representatives of the Thirteen Sects stunned and confused.

Many eyes were fixed on Zhao Feng.

Zhao Feng has always given them an image of being cold and cruel.

What is unforgettable is the flowing green hair and the cruel one-eyed dragon.

Especially the latter, which adds a bit of cruelty and coldness to Zhao Feng.

And listening to Lin Tong's words, could there be something mysterious about Zhao Feng's other eye?

What's strange about this?

"As expected of the new star of the alliance who practices the Supreme Secret Code of "Tian You Tong"."

Zhao Feng's eyes flashed.

Facing Lin Tong, whose spiritual and mystical attainments were higher than his own, Zhao Feng was also somewhat wary.

However, this is the time to sharpen your "spiritual eye" ability.

Zhao Feng made up his mind.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhao Feng slowly took off the silver-blue eye patch.

Under the eye patch, there is a dull gray eye.

Everyone on the field felt a chill in their hearts.

But in the next moment.

Zhao Feng's gray left eye pupil was filled with a layer of green luster.

Gradually, those green eyes became like perfect gems, and the divine light contained an invisible sharpness that seemed to be able to penetrate all things.

Anyone who meets this eye trembles in their heart, and has the illusion that their soul has been penetrated, as if there is no escape from all secrets.

"Is this your spiritual pupil technique? We are indeed the same kind of people."

A smile appeared at the corner of Lin Tong's mouth, and the blood power in his body trembled slightly, whether it was excitement or uneasiness.

at the same time.

There was also a stir on the viewing platform.

"What kind of spiritual pupil technique is this? It has such strong penetrating power."

"It's a bit like the legendary 'Sky Eagle Eye', a secret technique, but it is obviously the same as Lin Tong, a spiritual eye technique based on the power of blood."

The high-rise buildings of Guyou Palace exploded.

They had never seen Zhao Feng's spiritual pupil technique before, and there were no consistent records in ancient books.

Tianyoutong

Lin Tong's black robe moves automatically without wind, and the mysterious invisible power penetrates the void, cold, strange, and pervasive.

The deep pupils were like an abyss, with a rotating red light spot in the center.

The surrounding area suddenly became a little darker.

Lin Tong is like the uncrowned king in the dark night.

Swish

Zhao Feng's mind flickered, and he had the illusion of space displacement.

The next moment.

Zhao Feng was in a dark space.

The place where he stood formed a black iron prison at a speed visible to the naked eye, binding him together.

A dark space.

Desolate, cold, and weird.

Zhao Feng was restrained in that black iron prison, experiencing unprecedented isolation.

In the dark space opposite, Lin Tong stood in the air, like an uncrowned king, condescending.

"The prison created by mental illusion makes the target's consciousness trapped in the environment and unable to extricate itself..."

Zhao Feng took a breath of air.

His body was still in the decisive battle stage, but his mental consciousness was trapped in this situation.

In reality, no matter how powerful he is, without conscious control, he is just a walking zombie.

"On the level of spiritual consciousness, the flow rate of time is different from that of the outside world. Your consciousness, bound to my Tianyoutong, mental illusion, will endure endless torture. Torturing you for a day, in the real space, only takes a few breaths.

."

Lin Tong smiled ferociously, and a spiked iron whip appeared in his hand, and he whipped Zhao Feng hard.

snap

Zhao Feng groaned, and a blood stain was drawn from his body.

Although this kind of attack will not affect the physical body in reality, the mental consciousness will be exhausted to the extreme and even collapse and coma after enduring endless torture.

"Ordinary people can only hold on for an hour. That girl Cang Yuyue actually withstood my torture for nearly ten hours. I wonder how long you can hold on."

Lin Tong licked his lips and whipped the iron whip with a thorn in his hand towards Zhao Feng with a sharp whistling.

Bang bang bang——

The iron whip struck the body, leaving a piece of flesh and blood, which was cruel and painful. For ordinary people to be able to endure it for a moment, it was already extraordinary.

How long you can persist depends on your personal will.

certainly.

Lin Tong's mental strength is not infinite. If a person's will can be infinitely strong, Lin Tong can be exhausted to death.

However, the spiritual will of people who practice the mystic arts is much stronger than that of ordinary people. Especially the powerful spiritual source, the energy is far more than twice that of the same level.

at this time.

Zhao Feng was trapped in a black iron prison and endured endless torture from Lin Tong.

First there were iron whips, then various other weapons, and all kinds of torture beyond human imagination.

"Cang Yuyue, a female prostitute, can persist for ten hours under such circumstances. It is really unimaginable. No wonder she can give birth to the seeds of sword intent."

From this, Zhao Feng thought of how terrifying Cang Yuyue was.

Under normal circumstances, even if one is in the Seventh Heaven, the consciousness that can persist in this space for an hour is already the limit.

But in this prison formed by spiritual magic, an hour in the outside world only lasts in the blink of an eye.

Therefore, Lin Tong's opponents were all instantly killed by "one glance".

Without being there, you can't understand the pain and taste.

"Your spiritual source is stronger than imagined. You can withstand such a violent attack without difficulty."

Lin Tong is floating in the abyss.

"Haha, continue."

There was a hint of coldness at the corner of Zhao Feng's mouth, and his blue left eye stared quietly at this strange prison environment.

"Okay, let's see how long you can hold on."

Lin Tong's attack power increased significantly.

Various weapons, knives, swords, sticks, flames, and hail, enveloped Zhao Feng in the black iron prison.

Zhao Feng remained expressionless and resisted all attacks.

He understood that these attacks would not cause any damage to the physical body in reality.

All of this is the essence of "spiritual illusion". It is people's spiritual consciousness that is weakened and harmed.

However.

Zhao Feng's spiritual source is so powerful.

In the space of the left eye, the small cyan abyss keeps extending and rotating, and the color becomes darker and darker.

The decisive battle stage.

Zhao Feng and Lin Tong faced each other from a distance.

Lin Tong's Tianyou Pu was like an abyss, with a red dot inside that kept spinning.

Zhao Feng's cyan left eye pupil is still sharp and bright.

One breath...two breaths...three breaths...

Time passes, obviously it is a very short time, but it seems extremely slow.
To be continued...