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Chapter 964: One Thousand Years Dream (12)

A great master of the illusion, the false illusion is just like the real one. Even if you know that these are fake, you still cannot escape from it even if you are sober.
Shi Yu is still unable to say that he has achieved great illusion. He was able to achieve this effect entirely because of the magical staff.
Looking at Huo Lingzi who was already in a state of madness in front of him, Shi Yu wanted to take action, but was stopped by the sect leader.
“It’s better to keep it than to kill it.”
Shi Yu frowned slightly, "You want to..."
"The most fearful thing about the illusionist is not only an unprepared illusion, but also a crushing spirit. It destroys the spirit of Fire Spirit and makes it cost more to make the thug under its seat than a pool of dead flesh." The sect leader said while coughing up blood. He was not at ease in the battle just now.
"Stop talking, I probably understand what you mean." Shi Yu said, "Leave this to me."
She had done manipulating people's spiritual sense once before, so she was not unfamiliar with it. However, for Huo Lingzi, she had to torture enough.
Outside the fantasy, although the Fire Phoenix clan, without the protection of the demon saint, was a little difficult to deal with the flames and chasing the wind, Shi Yu knew that it was easy for them to deal with people like him.
"Let's leave first." Now that the purpose has been achieved, it may be even more dangerous to keep it. Moreover, controlling the rebellion of Huo Lingzi cannot make people know that the most urgent thing is to leave here quickly and solve this big problem.
"Um."
Three air-breaking talismans were crushed in a row, but in the blink of an eye, they were thousands of miles away from Qihuang Mountain.
Of course, the teleportation direction of the Breaking Talisman is random. When Shi Yu walked out of the void, there would be no one around except the dying Huo Lingzi and the sect leader.
But this is not a big deal. There is a town where individuals temporarily gather thousands of miles away on the east side of Qihuang Mountain. I think everyone should go there to meet.
Shi Yu was not in a hurry to go to the town. After she found the hidden cave to settle the sect leader, she began to wipe out the remaining spiritual consciousness in Huo Lingzi's mind.
After all, he is a demon saint and cannot be careless.
...
In the sea of ​​blood in the corpse, the Fire Spirit Zi is still alive. Although the flesh and blood on its body has been swallowed up, only white bones are left, it still clearly told itself that this is an illusion.
"You can't kill me, you can only use this trick to trap me. This is not the case with the current illusionist."
In response to it, Shi Yu appeared in front of it.
"I won't kill you because it's useful to keep you. Let's know the soul of the weapon, use the soul of the living soul to integrate it into the weapon, temper it in every way, and form the soul of the weapon. To be honest, I haven't seen anyone use the soul of the demon saint as the soul of the weapon, and now I'm just trying it out."
When he heard this, Huo Lingzi's face changed drastically. But it was too late to hide. It felt like it was being grabbed by something, and then it was greeted by the scorching fire.
Could it really be able to refine the weapon soul? The fear of death enveloped it, and the burning green and red flames around it made its consciousness more and more chaotic.
This is not a illusion...
It thought.
If you really can't escape death, you might as well die instead of being refined into a weapon soul. There is no difference anyway.
...
In the cave, Shi Yu looked at the body of Huo Lingzi who was gradually giving up struggling, knowing that its spiritual consciousness is now on the verge of collapse.
The soul was attacked into its sea of ​​consciousness, and the overwhelming spiritual consciousness wiped its original sea of ​​consciousness. Huo Lingzi's eyes suddenly opened, and then the last trace of spirit in his eyes completely dissipated.
It's done.
Shi Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead and looked outside. The sect leader had recovered a little, and was now on fire and barbecue.
"Sect Master," Shi Yu walked out and took the barbecue handed over by the Sect Master, "How many days have passed?"
"It's fine, three days."
"Are you better?"
"This old bone can still hold on for the time being." The sect leader smiled and said that everything was fine.
But Shi Yu still clearly felt that he was much older than when he first saw him.
"Do you want to see the magical staff?" Shi Yu took out the magical staff.
"Of course." The sect leader said, looking at the magical scepter's eyes flashed with a hint of nostalgia. "Since I became the sect leader, I have sworn that I must find it back. I didn't expect you to do this. It's good that I can explain it."
"No, this was not what I did. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have known where this thing was. Moreover, in the end it wasn't me who found the magical staff, but the magical staff chose me." Shi Yu briefly said about the day.
While she said, her hand rubbing against the inner alchemy at the top, "All things have spirits, freedom is precious. When I was in a desperate situation, I also hope someone could pull me. Now that I change my position, I think I can also give someone a chance."
When the sect leader heard this, a ripples appeared in his deep and wise eyes, "Maybe this is why they chose you. Most people are too greedy and always hope that everything is theirs. I used to be full of energy... I suddenly wanted to say what I had encountered before, do you want to listen?"
"Look at me with your ears."
"We're eating and talking."
"good."
The two started chatting about the things that were not bad but not delicious on the campfire.
They talked about everything, from the first five hundred years to the next five hundred years, to the current situation, to the occasional encounter of impressive passers-by.
There is no moment that will be closer than this time.
One day later, Shi Yu and the sect leader came to this small town called Maple Leaf Museum.
The reason why this town exists on the land occupied by monsters is also a contribution of the Immortal Sect. Because it does not exist on the surface, but is based on the formation. If you want to enter, the practitioner only needs to contribute a little of his own blood.
Shi Yu and the sect leader themselves are illusionists, so they don’t need it. When they came in, their companions were almost all here.
When Wen Xian saw her, she first made sure she was not injured, and then said, "Sister Xiao, you have to go to the undead world with me. To be honest, I will come here, and a large part of the reason."
"What's wrong?" Shi Yu thought of Wen Heng.
"It's my brother."
really.
The unnecessary bad things are said here, Wen Xian said, "You will know when you go to the undead world with me."
"Okay." Shi Yu was also confused and wanted to ask him, "No need to delay, let's leave now."
"I'll go with you." Xuanyin said.
"You?" Wen Xian was a little reluctant, but he didn't care about so much at this time, "Whatever you want."
"I'll be together, too." Dongfang comforted him.
In the end, everyone followed him, except for the sect leader returning to the Illusion Sect first.
However, by the time they were halfway through, the situation changed again.
They met Zhang Mingyan.
"You are fighting in Qihuang Mountain, killing monsters and killing magical beasts and destroying magical scepters has spread. I think you should go to the undead world next, so I come here to block people."
"Why?"
Chapter completed!
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