The ancient Buddhist temple was suffering a blow. Every time it trembled, Master Wuhen's body trembled, and the cries and laughter in his heart became more intense.
The mental pollution contained in the voice can cause a level 7 master to collapse emotionally on the spot and fall into madness.
Obviously, the sudden attack disrupted his ability to digest items and become a demigod.
As the shaking intensified, soon, a crack in the black hole was torn open in the Buddhist temple like a curtain, and the tear quickly expanded. The entire illusion was torn into pieces, leaving only the golden Buddha that symbolized Master Wuhen's state of mind.
defeat.
Only those who can break into the illusion of an illusionist and cast higher-level illusions can do it. The leader of the Southern Sect came to the Buddhist temple. After disappearing, a new illusion was born. Red lava emerged and bubbled, and the scorching high temperature distorted the air.
Master Wuhen is in the sea of molten fire. For the illusion god, illusion is real, and everything in the illusion is real and equal to reality.
Master Wuhen's clothes melted, revealing his strong body. Then, his lower body was carbonized in the molten lava, revealing his white bones.
The bones were immediately burned red. Facing the pain of the burning fire, Master Wuhen's expression remained unchanged, dragging the blackened heart with one hand and grabbing it in the void with the other.
A porcelain bottle filled with golden liquid condensed.
He raised his head and drank the life liquid, and the flesh and blood that was about to melt bloomed with golden light and repaired quickly. This is also easy to perform illusions, but illusions are realistic.
Master Wuhen continues to fuse the black sphere, racing against time.
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Ineffectively, a large rain of fire suddenly flashed through the gray sky, and meteors rained down, hitting Master Wuhen intensively.
Without even looking at it, Master Wuhen transformed into walls of earth that emitted a thick halo, just like tall city walls that existed only in the fairy world, blocking the path of the falling meteorite.
This is not the real power of the earth spirit, but a defense built by illusion.
"Boom, the thick and solid defensive barriers were shattered one after another by the bombardment of meteorites, while the meteor shower only reduced it by one-third.
Master Wuhen sighed softly, raised his hand and pointed: "All illusions will come to nothing. The meteors that were about to smash him into pieces disappeared into nothingness.
He pointed again, "It's also nothingness."
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The boiling magma was extinguished, and the world returned to pure darkness. In terms of illusion competition, the Southern Sect leader was obviously stronger than Master Wuhen, even though he had initially integrated demigod items at this moment, so he had to use the "emptiness" skill to resolve the illusion.
In the endless darkness, a sharp sword light lit up, and that sword light was like the dawn that illuminated the dark night.
The sword light came out, and there was a woman walking with a sword. Her facial features were cold and beautiful, her white hair was draped over her shoulders, and her eyelashes were also white.
Of course, Marshal White Tiger's move was also an illusion. Marshal White Tiger harnessed the light of his sword and came straight towards Master Wuhen. From hundreds of meters away, the sharp sword energy had already stabbed Master Wuhen with holes and holes all over his body, and he was covered in blood.
Master Wuhen dragged his heart with one hand and twisted it in the void with the other, transforming into a kind old man with silver hair.
The old man only existed for a second before his eyes went out. This old man is the Lord of the Atrium, the highest-ranking existence among the five alliance leaders, and the status of Master Wuhen is not enough to conjure him up.
In the competition between high-level illusionists, illusions need to abide by two rules. One is to follow the logic of reality. Things that exist in reality can be transformed at will, but things that do not exist in reality cannot be displayed in the form of illusions.
Furthermore, in reality, earth monsters are defensive professions, so in illusion, it is impossible for earth monsters to have high agility and high output.
The second is its own level restrictions.
The phantom god can transform into people and objects of the same level, but the peak master cannot transform into a demigod-level powerhouse.
At this time, Bai Huyuan's commander has arrived.
At the critical moment, Master Wuhen thought of a solution. He transformed into a torn quilt and covered himself.
The brilliant sword energy was as sharp as a piece of steel, like a rainbow, holding Ruoxue in the Perak Ten Thousand Diao Furnace, but it contained the murderous intention of destroying all things. It all hit the tattered quilt, stirring up a brilliant sword energy flame.
Master Wuhen, wrapped in a quilt, standing still, a quilt for those who are timid!
The rule-like protective equipment in the dominance stage can be indestructible when wrapped in a quilt. No attack in the world can break through the quilt defense, because this is a rule.
Marshal Bai Hu took a deep look and the ragged quilt disappeared and disappeared into the darkness again.
The leader of the Southern Sect did not continue the attack. He seemed to have given up and was waiting for the quilt's use time to end.
Illusions need to conform to the logic of reality, and the price of the illusion is the same as the real thing. If Wuhen is trapped in the quilt all the time, he will be permanently sealed by the quilt as time passes.
The use time of the quilt is four hours.
"Lingtuo, you haven't come out yet?" A vague and deep voice came from the darkness.
The next second, majestic Yin Qi descended on a large area of Yin Qi and condensed into dark clouds, cascading and rolling in the sky. Countless ferocious faces were looming in the ink clouds.
The cries of ghosts echoed throughout the fantasy space. As soon as this lunar night wandering god, who majored in lunar night, came, he turned the fantasy world into a dense ghost world.
A bright full moon rises in the majestic and terrifying black clouds. The bright moonlight breaks through the clouds, bringing the silver gauze-like moonlight to bathe in the moonlight. The aura of the resentful spirits surges, and they show ferocious faces.
Countless pairs of claws from the cloud were revealed, waving around Master Wuhen's head.
Like a hungry hyena.
The moonlight shone on Master Wuhen's body, and the shabby quilt melted like foam. It was hidden by the supreme power of the lunar calendar.
The evil ghosts in the black clouds roared towards me, like a group of piranhas smelling blood, rushing towards me.
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"Let me sort it out, sort it out." Zhang Yuanqing sat at the stone table, his thoughts turning rapidly.
According to the ancestors, the end of each profession represents a certain authority in this game. So, the musician should correspond to potions and resurrection coins, and the program that manages the refreshing of spring water.
Xuetu is responsible for the management of each map, the manufacturing and synthesis of weapons, the explosion rate of materials, etc.
The Void (Merchant) profession is obviously the trading system of the game. Isn’t that Wanjie Mall the store in the game?
Each lawful profession "controls" a program. What authority does metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and lawful professions outside the country represent? What authority does the Night Travel God manage?
Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds and his eyes lit up. The prophecy of the Bright Compass is: the sun, moon and stars will return to their proper positions, the gods sleeping in chaos will wake up, the king who is high on the throne will lead the gods to restart the war, and the world will enter a new reincarnation.
Combining this prophecy, we can actually analyze that Yeyoushen’s status among many administrators is the planner, the planner who can update the version!
As we all know, the third region has not yet opened the server. The content in the Guangming Compass prophecy actually refers to planning to go online and update the version so that the third region can easily open the server.
Then all the limited lawful professions are in place to start the war against the evil camp.
So, what role does the evil camp play in the spiritual realm? Zhang Haoyuanqing has already figured it out at this time.
Virus!
The evil profession does not have a demigod stage, which means that it does not have permissions and is not an administrator. In other words, the evil profession is an alien creature.
It's a virus!
In this way, I can unlock most of the secrets of the spiritual realm.
The game Spiritual Realm was born in ancient times. The Emperor of Strength was the first generation administrator. Players (earth creatures) continued to upgrade and evolve in the game until one day, a swarm of meteorites hit the earth and brought the virus. , the virus caused a devastating blow to the ecological balance of the spiritual realm, leading to the death of Emperor Wa, the extinction of ancient monks, and the suspension of the spiritual realm.
During that catastrophe, Emperor Wa built a firewall to temporarily kill the spiritual realm virus, but it was not completely killed. The virus was still stubbornly rooted in the spiritual realm system, so there were the lawful camp and the evil camp.
Therefore, the battle between the lawful and evil camps is actually a war between administrators of the program's lawful profession and viruses.
Collect the administrator rights scattered in the spirit realm copies, regain control of the game, and then eliminate the virus.
Then it’s not difficult to guess the evil job mission - get in the way of the administrator, and then take charge of the game Spirit Realm.
Now, Zhang Yuanqing still has three unanswered questions. Why would the evil profession invest in the Night Walker God? The Night Walker God is a lawful profession. It stands to reason that he is naturally on the side of the administrator and is opposed to the virus. Unless there is a secret behind the Night Walker God profession. .
Second, who developed the game Spirit Realm?
Third, where did the virus come from?
Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Ancestor Xie.
"Don't look at me. One day when you marry a girl from the Xie family and have a baby, I will tell you all the information." The boy said calmly.
"Why did it turn into giving birth to a baby again!" Zhang Yuanqing curled his lips, "When I give birth to a baby, are you going to say wait until I give birth to ten more?"
"That's not true." The boy stretched out his oil-stained hand, rubbed Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder and said, "When you and the Xie family girl have a baby, I will promise to make your child the head of the Xie family, but they
The surname must be Xie! As for the children you have with other women, they can have your surname."
Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows and finally realized the wolfish ambition of the ancestor of the Xie family. He wanted to use his bloodline to develop a branch of the Night Travel God for the Xie family.
Just imagine, with the talent of Yuanshi Tianzun, the children in the future will definitely be born as Night Wandering Gods. The more children are born, the more Night Wandering Gods there will be.
As a result, the Xie family has a considerable number of night wandering gods, and the family's power has increased.
However, this old thief is honest, has a forthright temperament, and gives away high-level secrets whenever asked. He is much better than the Riddlers I met.
Zhang Yuan Qianqing admired his ancestor's temperament very much. He was a demigod with whom he could have a deep friendship.
Having unlocked some of the secrets of the spiritual realm, he felt quite happy and no longer thought about his own murder. He raised his glass and said, "Old ancestor, you will be my ancestor from now on."
Drink and drink, and in the future, you will marry Little Green Tea and the palace master. This person will be the iron-clad ancestor.
Well, before the crab feast is over, if you lick it again, you might be able to get a few bottles of life essence. He said calmly, "By the way, ancestor, I heard that the money owner of the Xie Su family is still in the spiritual realm?"
Zhang Yuanqing did not forget his promise to Little Green Tea, "I heard from Lingxi that Siming Palace is not difficult, and there is a dungeon guide. Logically speaking, it should have been released long ago. Did you encounter an accident, such as a hidden mission? According to his experience, Siming Palace
The palace is a dungeon that has been conquered, and Xie Su's strength is sufficient, so the only possibility is to trigger the hidden task."
The ancestor said calmly: "Everything is possible!"
This is too perfunctory, Zhang Yuanqing muttered in his heart.
The boy sneered, "Once you enter the dungeon, life and death are determined by fate. It's best if you come out alive. If you don't come out, it's your fate. Don't think about it. Drink and drink."
As one of the first batch, he has experienced too many similar things. Watching his lovers, children, and grandchildren return to the spiritual realm one after another, he has long been pessimistic."
"Our ancestors are open-minded and should live in the present." When Zhang Yuanqing raised his glass hypocritically, the two people who picked up the wine glasses looked at the courtyard door.
The rapid sound of high heels came, and then Xie Qin's report sounded outside the door: "Ancestor, the head of the family has returned. He has something urgent to see you!"