Ling Wudi felt that the wind and sand around him had completely stopped. He stood up, put away the small dagger, and patted the gravel on his body.
"Huh, if I look back, I'm in that stone forest now. Can I still talk to you here?" Ling Wudi looked at the half-man, half-mist phantom mist with the corner of his mouth raised.
Huanwu was a little surprised: "When did you discover it?"
Ling Wudi breathed a sigh of relief. If Ling Wuyin hadn't appeared first, she might not have been able to turn back.
It was just that when the two of them were together in the past, Ling Wuyin accidentally took a copy of Greek mythology. Speaking of this story that turned into stone, the two of them played at home for a while.
Coupled with Ling Wudi's super psychological quality, even if she has hallucinations, she will probably stick to her own ideas, let alone auditory hallucinations.
"Okay, I passed the test, should I be given a way to move forward?" Ling Wudi did not answer Huanwu's question.
A trace of disappointment flashed across Huanwu's face, but he still stepped aside and pointed behind him: "Then please go to the next level!"
After saying that, the phantom mist disappeared and was replaced by an oncoming heat wave, as if walking into a huge furnace.
The magma on the ground is spewing... It is an extremely narrow road, and if one is not careful, the magma may gradually hit him.
Ling Wudi frowned. Could it be that he had really guessed it right? It was just a phantom sound, but now it is really an illusion?
The ground made a 'hissing' sound from time to time, and the lava that spewed up splashed onto the ground and instantly turned into white mist. You can imagine how high the temperature on the road would be.
Such an illusion probably requires superhuman concentration. Ling Wudi didn't move forward in a hurry.
Instead, she sat cross-legged in front of the entrance, waves of heat rushing to her little face.
Ling Wudi gradually calmed down. All this was an illusion, just a road in the forest.
About five minutes after arriving, Ling Wudi opened his eyes and placed a hand on the originally hot road. It was cold and without any warmth. Ling Wudi smiled.
He stood up and strode towards the finish line. No matter how high the seemingly scary lava spurted, Ling Wudi kept his eyes fixed on the front.
This time it was much faster than last time, and we reached the finish line in a short time.
"How...how did you get out?" What appeared was a ball of flame, but there was a strange man's face in the middle.
Ling Wudi had already seen the phantom fog, so he was no longer surprised. He knew that things here probably couldn't be explained by common sense.
"It's just an illusion, there's nothing you can't get through!"
Huanhuo looked at the inconspicuous and even ugly little girl in front of him, and the arrogance when he said this, he couldn't help but praise it from the bottom of his heart. Just now, Huanwu said that someone came to the road of hellfire, but he still didn't believe it. After so many years, he passed
There are very few people in the Phantom Mist level.
"Can you pass?" Huanhuo didn't say anything for a long time, but Ling Wudi spoke first.
The flames of the phantom fire flickered brightly for a few times and then disappeared, along with the terrifying road just now. Peace returned to the eyes.
At this time, there was no black fog around, and Ling Wudi saw that he was in a forest. At this moment, he could faintly hear the cries of birds and animals.
The woods at night are actually very dangerous, because you don't know that the poisonous snake hiding in the book will give you a fatal attack, and you don't know that there may be a ferocious beast waiting for prey somewhere.
Ling Wudi sprinkled yellow powder on her body, holding a dagger and a silver needle in her hands. When her eyes got used to the darkness, she figured out the direction and started to move forward.