spirit walker

Chapter 629 Xie Su Returns
The ancient Buddhist temple was under attack, every time it trembled, Master Wuhen's body trembled accordingly, and the cries and laughter in his heart became more intense.

The mental pollution contained in the voice can make the level 7 ruler collapse emotionally on the spot and fall into madness.

Obviously, the sudden attack disrupted his rhythm of digesting items and being promoted to demigod.

As the vibration intensified, soon, the Buddha Hall tore a black hole like a curtain, and quickly expanded and torn apart. The entire illusion was torn to pieces, leaving only the Golden Buddha, which symbolizes the state of mind of Master Wuhen, remaining undefeated .

Only higher-level illusionists can break into the illusionist's illusion.

The leader of the southern sect is here.

After the Buddhist temple disappeared, a new illusion was born, red lava emerged, bubbling and bubbling, and the scorching high temperature distorted the air.

Master Wuhen was in a sea of ​​lava and flames.

For Phantom God, illusion is real, and everything in the illusion is real, equal to reality.

The robe on Master Wuhen's body melted, revealing a strong fleshy body. Immediately afterwards, his lower body was carbonized in the melt, revealing his white bones, which were immediately burned red
Faced with the burning pain, 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 was condensed.

He raised his head and poured the life essence, and the flesh and blood body that was about to dissolve bloomed with golden brilliance and quickly recovered.

This is also illusion, but illusion is reality.

Master Wuhen continued to fuse the black balls, racing against time.

Seeing that the lava roasting was ineffective, a large rain of fire suddenly streaked across the gray sky, and meteorites fell, hitting Master Wuhen intensively.

Master Wuhen didn't even look at it, and transformed into earth walls emitting a thick halo, like a tall city wall that only exists in the fairyland, blocking the falling trajectory of the meteorite.

This is not the real power of the earth spirit, but a defense constructed by illusion.

"boom boom"

The thick and solid defensive barriers were shattered one after another under the bombardment of meteorites, but the meteor shower only reduced it by one-third.

Master Wuhen sighed softly, raised his hand and pointed: "All falsehoods will return to nothingness."

Those meteorites that were about to hit him to pieces disappeared one after another and returned to nothingness.

He pointed at the ground again, "It's also nothingness."

The boiling magma extinguished, and the world returned to pure darkness.

In terms of illusion competition, the leader of the Southern School is obviously better than Master Wuhen, even though he has initially integrated demigod items at this moment, so he has to use the "void" skill to dissolve the illusion.

In the endless darkness, a sharp sword light lit up, like the dawn light illuminating the night.

That ray of dawn came, it was a woman walking with a sword, her facial features were cold and beautiful, her white hair as thick as a blanket was draped over her shoulders, and her eyelashes were also white.

Marshal White Tiger!

This is of course an illusion.

Marshal Baihu drove the sword light, and came straight to Master Wuhen. Hundreds of meters away, the sharp sword energy had pierced Master Wuhen full of holes and blood.

Master Wuhen dragged the heart with one hand, twisted it in the void with the other, and transformed into an old man with silver hair and a kind face.

The old man only existed for a second before his eyes disappeared.

This old man is the lord of the atrium, the highest-ranked existence among the five lords. With the status of Master Wuhen, it is not enough to illusion him.

In the competition of high-level illusionists, illusions need to abide by two rules. One is to follow the logic of reality. Things in reality can be illusioned at will, and things that are not in reality cannot be displayed in the form of illusions.

Furthermore, in reality, earth monsters are defensive classes, so in illusion, earth monsters cannot have high agility and output.

The second is the limitation of its own level.

Phantom gods can transform people and things of the same level, but peak masters cannot transform demigod-level powerhouses.

At this time, Marshal Baihu has arrived.

At the critical moment, Master Wuhen thought of a way to resolve it. He transformed into a ragged quilt and covered himself.

The brilliant sword aura is like a horse and practiced like a long rainbow, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, and containing the murderous aura of ruining everything, all of them hit the broken quilt, stirring up a gorgeous sword aura.

Master Wuhen was wrapped in a quilt, standing still.

Quilt for the faint of heart!
The rule-type props in the domination stage can be indestructible when wrapped in a quilt. No attack in the world can break through the defense of the quilt, because this is the rule.

Marshal Baihu took a deep look at the torn quilt, but it disappeared.

The illusion was once again plunged into darkness.

The leader of the Southern faction did not continue to attack, and seemed to have given up, waiting for the time to use the quilt to end.

The illusion needs to conform to the logic of reality. The price of the illusioned props is the same as that of the real thing. If there is no trace of the past in the quilt, he will be permanently sealed by the quilt after time passes.

However, the use time of the comforter is four hours.

"Lingtuo, don't you make a move yet?"

An ethereal and low voice came from the darkness.

In the next second, majestic Yin Qi descended, and large swaths of Yin Qi condensed into dark clouds, layered and rolled in the sky, and countless hideous grimaces loomed in the black clouds.

The ghost cry echoed throughout the illusion space.

As soon as this night wandering god who majored in Taiyin descended, he turned this illusion into eerie ghosts and monsters.

In the majestic and terrifying black clouds, a round of bright and bright full moon rises, and the bright moonlight breaks through the clouds, bringing a silvery moonlight.

Bathed in the moonlight, the breath of the resentful spirits soared, hideous faces poked out of the clouds, and countless pairs of sharp claws waved among the clouds, coiling around the head of Master Wuhen, like hungry hyenas.

The moonlight shone on Master Wuhen's body, and the old quilt melted like foam.

It is hidden by the supreme power of the sun.

The fierce ghosts in the black cloud screamed and rushed down, like a group of piranhas smelling blood, scrambling to come.

Let me sort it out, let me sort it out. Zhang Yuanqing sat at the stone table, his thoughts spinning quickly.

According to the ancestors, the end of each profession represents a certain authority in the game of Lingjing. Then, the corresponding part of the musician should be the procedure of selling potions, issuing resurrection coins, managing spring water, and refreshing NPCs.

The bachelor is the Kelly of each map, managing the manufacture and synthesis of weapons, the explosion rate of materials, and so on.

Void (merchant) profession, obviously, is the trading system of the game. Isn't the Myriad Realms Mall the f-cking store in the game!

Every lawful profession "controls" a certain procedure. What kind of authority does gold, wood, water, fire, earth, and lawful professions abroad represent?
What authority does Ye Youshen manage?

Zhang Yuanqing thought for a few seconds, his eyes lit up, and the prediction of Guangming Compass was:
When the sun, moon and stars return to their positions, the gods who have been sleeping in chaos will wake up, and the king who lives high on the throne will lead the gods to restart the war, and the world will enter a new cycle.

Combining this prophecy, we can actually analyze the status of Ye Youshen among the many administrators—the dog planner!

Dog planning that can update version!

As we all know, the third region has not yet opened the server. The content in the prophecy of Guangming Compass actually refers to the plan to go online, the version update, and the third region to open the server.

Then all the lawful occupations are in place, and the war against the evil camp begins.

So, what role does the evil camp play in the spiritual realm? Zhang Yuanqing has already figured it out at this time.

--Virus!
Evil professions do not have a demigod stage, which means they have no authority and are not administrators. In other words, evil professions are alien creatures.

It's a virus!
"In this way, I will unlock most of the secrets of the spiritual realm."

The game of Lingjing was born in ancient times. Emperor Wa was the first generation of administrators, and players (creatures on the earth) kept upgrading and evolving in the game.

Until one day, a swarm of meteorites hit the earth and brought a virus. The virus caused a devastating blow to the ecological balance of the spiritual realm, resulting in 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 spirit realm virus, but it was not completely killed. The virus was still tenaciously rooted in the spirit realm system, so there were lawful camps and evil camps.

Therefore, the battle between lawful and evil camps is actually a war between programmers and viruses.

The purpose of the lawful profession is to collect the administrator privileges scattered in the copy of the spirit world, regain control of the game, and then kill the virus.

Then the task of the evil profession is not difficult to guess - to prevent the administrator from appearing.

Then take charge of the game of Spirit Realm.

Now, Zhang Yuanqing still has three doubts that have not been solved: [-]. Why would the evil profession invest in the Night God?
Yeyoushen is a lawful profession. It stands to reason that he was born on the side of the administrator and opposed to the virus.

Except for the profession of Night Tour God, there is a secret behind it.

Second, who developed the game Spirit Realm?

Third, how did the virus come from?

Thinking of this, Zhang Yuanqing glanced at Patriarch Xie.

"Don't look at me, one day you marry a girl from the Xie family and give birth to a cub, and I will tell you all the information." The boy said lightly.

"Why did it become a baby again?" Zhang Yuanqing curled his lips, "When I give birth to a baby, are you going to say again, wait for you to have ten?"

"That's not going to happen." The boy stretched out his greasy hand, rubbed Zhang Yuanqing's shoulder, and said, "When you and the girl from the Xie family have a cub, I will promise that your child will be the head of the Xie family. But their surname must be Xie. As for the children you have with other women, you can use your surname."

Zhang Yuanqing raised his eyebrows, and finally realized the wolfish ambition of the Xie family patriarch, who wanted to use his blood to open up a branch of the Xie family.

Just imagine, with Yuanshi Tianzun's talent, there will definitely be night wandering gods born among the children in the future, and the more children are born, the more night wandering gods will be born.

In this way, the Xie family has a considerable number of night tour gods, and the family's power has risen with the tide.

But this old thief is frank and forthright, and he will give high-level secrets as soon as he asks, which is much better than those riddlers I met. Zhang Yuanqing admires the old ancestor's temperament.

This is a demigod who can be deeply friends.

After unraveling some of the secrets of the spiritual realm, he was in a very happy mood, and he didn't think about his own murder. He raised his glass and said, "Old ancestor, you will be my ancestor from now on, drink and drink."

In the future, he will marry Little Green Tea and the Palace Master, this is the ancestor of Tieda.

Well, before the end of the crab feast, lick it again, maybe you can get a few bottles of life essence.he said in his heart.

"By the way, old ancestor, I heard that Patriarch Xie Su 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 strategy, which should have been released long ago Yes, did you encounter an accident, such as a hidden mission?"

According to his experience, Siming Palace is a dungeon that has already been raided, and Xie Su's strength is sufficient, so the only possibility is that the hidden mission was triggered.

The old ancestor said lightly: "Everything is possible."

This is too perfunctory. Zhang Yuanqing muttered to himself.

The hundred-year-old boy sneered: "Once you enter the dungeon, life and death are up to you. It's best to come out alive. If you can't get out, that's fate. Don't think about it. Drink and drink."

As the first batch of spiritual practitioners, he has experienced too many similar things. Seeing lovers, children, and grandchildren returning to the spiritual realm one after another, he has long been bearish.

"The ancestors are open-minded, so they should live in the present." Zhang Yuanqing raised his glass hypocritically.

At this time, the two people holding the wine glasses looked towards the gate of the courtyard.

There was the sound of rushing high-heeled shoes, and then Xie Qin's report sounded outside the door:

"Old ancestor, the Patriarch has returned, and he has something urgent to see you."

PS: The typo is corrected first and then corrected.

(End of this chapter)