The five-layer soul illusion is unprecedented in the history of the blade. There is no reference material for reference, but this does not affect some intelligent people to speculate on some laws through the description of the low-level illusion.

In the dense forest, a figure moves. He is stepping on the top of the tall tree. With only a light touch on his toes, the whole person rises up like a wild goose and flies forward. Only a few ups and downs are already within one or two miles. outer.

There is a detailed introduction to the three-layer soul illusion in the dossier of the Zenith Temple. Even the large soul illusion must have a boundary, and finding its boundary often means that you can find something about it. The clues of the illusion opportunity.

There is no map here, and the distance cannot be judged by visual inspection, but there is the dumbest and easiest way to fly in one direction!

So from the moment of landing, Ye Dun has been flying towards the north. The whole day plus the uniform speed in the middle of the night, he has climbed over a mountain range, over a swamp, a spore forest, and a desert area. For hundreds of miles, if you calculate the size according to the radius, this is more than ten times the range of the three-layer illusion described in the file!

Not far away was a white mist, shrouded in lush woods.

Ye Dun slowed down a bit and concentrated, but at the moment he touched the white mist, an inexplicable trance suddenly struck, and he felt the scenery around his body sway slightly.

In the blink of an eye, the fog has disappeared and settled in a loess hill.

There are sparse pine trees, jagged rocks...

Ye Dun's pupils closed slightly, and he saw a shallow footprint on the yellow soil.

Put his own footprints up, closely, without the slightest mistake.

The doubt in his eyes disappeared, and Ye Dun knew it in his heart.

This is where he first entered the illusory realm of souls. The footprints on the ground were the ones he stepped on when he was thrown out by the space channel.

This is a cycle, and that piece of fog is the boundary of this illusory world.

Ye Dun knew it in his heart.

The radius of this illusory realm is about six to seven hundred square kilometers. The terrain is complex, and many environments are projected. It is quite hierarchical, which also means that there may not only be one chance and secret treasure on this level.

The key to the opportunity may lie in some kind of cycle, because not every boundary of the illusory realm makes people return to the starting point.

Useful information was quickly refined in his mind, and suddenly, his ears moved.

Someone...no!

Ye Dun's brow raised slightly.

He saw the white mist that shouldn't have appeared in this loess hill.

It fell out of thin air, and the white mist suddenly enveloped the earth, enclosing the entire hill in a vast expanse of whiteness.

Did you penetrate the boundary to trigger some kind of opportunity? Or is my guess all wrong?

While he was puzzled, a trace of danger came out from the mist, allowing Ye Dun's spirit to concentrate in an instant.

Huhu...

He saw two gloomy lights, which lit up in the mist not far away like a ghost fire.

His pupils shrank slightly.

what? !

………

Midnight in the illusion.

It's like getting stuck in a time node, and all the previous premonitions come true. There is a large white thick mist falling in the sky, covering the entire spore forest, and even the ice bee's vision is completely obscured by this mist. The fog is thick and the vision is extremely poor, making people unable to see five meters away.

At this time, I have to be grateful for my foresight. From the moment I felt the unusualness of the night, the ice bees scattered on the periphery of the spore forest were directly recalled by the old king, leaving only ten ice bees nearby. Fan-shaped surveillance is not far apart, otherwise if fifty ice bees are caught in this boundless fog at the same time, it will be difficult to recall them again, because it is difficult to distinguish the direction in this fog.

Bang~

The ghost fire-like gloomy light suddenly ‘ignited’ in the fog. Unlike the faint gloomy light that Lao Wang found in some deep forests before, these ghost fires appeared blatantly, and...

Bang bang bang bang~~

Followed by more! In the dense fog, it seemed that all of this was filled with such things suddenly, and they were not fixed, they were constantly moving.

Lao Wang commanded an ice bee to approach the nearest gloomy light slightly. Although he had been mentally prepared, he couldn't help but fight a cold war with what he saw.

I saw that it was a mud pit buried in hastily, and a group of gloomy light sank into the mud pit. Soon, the mud appeared loose, as if there was a hole underneath suddenly, and the sand covered on it began to fall sternly.

Immediately afterwards, a bloodless, dry bone palm suddenly stretched out from the mud pit!

It grabbed the loose soil around it and slammed it.

Wow...

The fluffy soil was lifted, and a rotting corpse actually got up from it!

I saw that it was a hideous and terrifying blood face, vaguely recognizable as a cultivator from a war college, the other half of his face had been corroded away, as if it had been dissolved by strong sulfuric acid.

Not only his face, but his body is the same. The flesh and blood have been corroded by terrible toxins. Half of the skeleton is empty. A gloomy light flashes at the original position of the heart in his skeleton, as if to manipulate the corpse. Core of consciousness.

Although his flesh and blood were incomplete and his body was incomplete, he seemed to be extremely energetic. The only remaining rotten eye was flashing with a strange and evil light. Looking around, he seemed to have discovered the prying eyes of the ice bee. The eyes flashing with evil light were slightly certain. new

boom!

The broken body actually rushed up like a cannonball, and the figure's speed was no less than that before his death. At this time, the big withered hand suddenly grabbed at the ice bee.

The ice bee alone is not as brave as the ice bee swarm. It quickly flew high in fright, and quickly opened a distance of more than ten meters from the'corpse', but the corpse was more than just a physical attack. , I saw a sudden wave of his skeleton hand, without spirit power, but a black corpse qi swept through the air with the stench.

The ice bee had to give up monitoring and increased the speed of ascent to the extreme, and finally avoided this fatal attack. When looking down in horror from high in the sky, there was already a white mist underneath, and it was no longer possible to see the details. In the scene of, you can only see more and more of this kind of gloomy light shining in the mist, some walking fast on the ground, and some flying in the air, like ghosts without entities...

The white mist seemed to appear suddenly to give birth to them. As these things became more and more in this world, the mist gradually dissipated a lot, but without the mist, the sight of the ice bee in the eye was so Lao Wang gasped.

I saw that this spore forest covers an area of ​​tens of square kilometers, and it has been flooded with gloomy light everywhere, filled with countless ghosts!

Some of them are the corpses of war academies or temple disciples, but more are all kinds of decayed corpses, some are dressed as soldiers in the front of the fortress, and some are from the fortress of the front of the nine gods... There is no doubt , This illusion projected the scene near the Dragon City below. Although it was a peaceful age, after two hundred years of accumulation, there are still many frontier soldiers who died here, whether they have been rotten to bones or still left. Half of the carrion corpses became part of their corpse tide army, possessed by those ghosts, and got out of the ground!

Lao Wang is a little worried about Asiba and the others. These things are not afraid of death, and they are not dead at all. They are already dead, and the strong are at the level of the tiger, which is very troublesome.

The mist has dispersed a lot, and the old king disperses the ice bee again, but he does not dare to get too close to the ground, afraid of being attacked by those who borrow the corpse to resurrect his soul, but hovering high in the air to observe the distribution of the ghosts below.

Lao Wang is actually here to join in the fun. According to the records of Jiu Tian Yi Wen Lu, this thing will dissipate when the second layer of opportunity occurs, and those who have not entered the second layer will return to reality at that time. In the world, Pharaoh can go home happily as long as he survives this level. He has held his life and retained the face of Rose. When he goes back, he will be able to date brother Da, happily.

………

The thick fog has dissipated, leaving only a little shallow mist on this land for a long time, but it is clear that the real darkness has just come from this moment.

The screams and the sound of fighting continued to be heard throughout the entire land.

To tell the truth, those walking dead and ghosts are not very powerful. The weak may only be at the wolf level, and the strong are not at the tiger level. Those who can enter here, whether they are practitioners of the War Academy or Templar disciples, can deal with one or two alone. There is no problem, but the problem is that these things can hardly be beaten...

The feet of those walking corpses have been chopped off, their hands can be crawled, their heads are chopped off, and they can chase you everywhere, even if they are chopped off for life, the light in the chest cavity can fly again and turn into the air. ghost.

Ghosts are even more difficult to deal with. There are no entities. At least the martial arts masters are almost helpless when facing them. They can only escape. It is the thunder witch and the exorcist that came in handy at this time.

The various exorcism arrays of the exorcist can have effects on these ghosts, delaying their actions or directly arranging barriers that these ghosts cannot penetrate.

The thunder witch has become the main force against these ghosts. The fierce thunder method is the only attack found to have a killing effect on these ghosts. The thunder witch is the mainstream of witchcraft on both sides. Practitioners and temple disciples are not without the strength to fight.

But the sad thing is...Most practitioners spend their energy in the'meaningless' daytime. At this time, many people hide in their carefully arranged disguise to recuperate, and many Thunder Witches who have natural advantages are simply rooted. My son didn’t even release Thunder, and was killed by these ghosts in his sleep. The soul was swallowed. The corpse was resurrected by the ghost and became a member of the walking dead...

Of course, there are others who are not afraid at all.

In the woods, Chopin was sitting cross-legged on the ground.

Around his body, there are more than a dozen bleak ghosts, they are constantly trying to get close, imagine killing other practitioners, getting into his body and devouring his soul, but after trying for a long time, there is no one. Can get close.

Chopin's spirit power formed a whirling air current that was invisible to the naked eye, and all the nearby ghosts were bounced fiercely.

The bald head just sat quietly, waiting for the moment the sun appeared on the horizon.

At a distance of dozens of miles away from him, Maxwell was busy. The peculiar smell exuding from his body made even the ghosts reluctant to approach, which attracted the walking dead.

But for Maxwell, these intractable things that others can't kill and cut, have become his favorite. The green bugs instantly crawled over the bodies of the walking corpses, quickly corroding them, and turning them into something more. Too many green spots...Maxwell is so happy, he usually wants to collect corpse fluid like this unscrupulously, he has to chase the enemy all the way, but now, these things are completely automatically delivered to the door, the corpse fluid in front has not yet melted After that, the walking corpse behind had already rushed in the corrosive corpse fluid, and then quickly melted into new corpse fluid...

"More, more! Hahaha!" Maxwell laughed excitedly, using his voice to attract more corpses. There was corpse fluid around him, and he felt that he couldn't collect it. It continues to increase by itself.

He never worried that there were too many corpses that hatched, even if it were ten times a hundred times more, it was only a gift from heaven to him, and he didn't have to worry about pretending at all.

This is because the corpse Gu needs to be cultivated, and it needs more cruel competition. If 10,000 corpse Gu can give birth to a Gu general, then one hundred thousand or one million can give birth to a Gu King!

Excitement flashed in Maxwell's eyes. He didn't even care about the secret treasure of the illusory realm anymore. For him, this was the biggest opportunity!

Fu Yu was equally happy with him.

Fu Yu does not love corpses, but only loves ghosts. Compared with the living souls of human beings, these ghosts with the ability of autonomous action have less vitality and less deliciousness, but they are more spiritual and have a more kind of spirit. The tyranny unique to the soul.

"Come here~~Come here to the baby..." She beckoned to the ghosts flying in the air, smiling like an innocent child, and the dark tentacles around her waited greedily in the green ripples of summoning Waiting for the prey that was summoned by her.

Her belly is already bulging and round, but she can feed her sacrificial tentacles more full...

...And in a desert farther away, two guys in black cloaks have come together.

Being able to locate and find each other easily in this vast first-layer space, the means of the Dark Devil Island are unimaginable and the most mysterious.

But what is even more unimaginable and even more mysterious is the attitude of the ghosts and the walking dead towards them.

No ghost or walking corpse had attacked them, let alone attacked. When they passed by the two people, they even sent out some guiding signals intentionally or unintentionally, as if they were of the same kind.

Just now, another ghost pointed the way. The two changed their directions a little bit, and then they saw a mess of debris on the ground, mostly of the kind of burden.

The man in the black cloak probed his hand slightly, and a thunder spear passed by, piercing the baggage, and then instantly gathered it into his hand~lightnovelpub.net~ When I opened it, I found a lot of demons. Medicine and a few soul cards.

"Four hundred and thirty-one, three hundred and ninety-nine, three hundred and eighty-two..." The black cloak curled his lips and threw the soul cards into his pocket. There were already more than twenty souls in the pocket. With the card, he said angrily: "It's another pile of rubbish, so I'll change some errands, so I might as well do it myself... Haven't these ghosts killed a few more valuable ones? Oh, brother Mo Mo Sang! "

"The strong will not die here." The figure of the other black cloak is much taller than him, and his voice is cold: "Leave Reggae, don't waste time on these things, we still have Go to the juniors."

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it is meat!" Reggae has no awareness of being a'cold' cultivator on the Dark Devil Island. He alone speaks more than everyone else on the Dark Devil Island combined: "Speaking, Brother Mo Mosang, don’t you worry about the pair of alchemy puppets in Uncle Fan’s shop for a long time? Hey, when I have enough money this time, I will buy it for you!"

Mo Mo Sang looked at him, the bright eyes in the black cloak flashed, but the voice was still as emotionless as before: "Go."

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