1043 Auxiliary Skills

Chapter 144

Yi Feng, who was surrounded by the light, felt the warm energy pouring into his body, and Yi Feng simply did not resist. Just when Yifeng thought that these energies could help him break through his bottleneck, he found that these energies helped him recover, and the influx stopped.

Yifeng frowned, and was about to struggle, but there was a burst of acupuncture pain in his mind. Under this pain, Yifeng's face turned pale instantly, and he couldn't even raise the strength to resist.

And under this acupuncture pain, Yifeng found that the surging information rushed into his mind like a tide. This kind of information made Yifeng unable to resist at all, and could only endure the pain of bursting in the brain.

Yifeng really wanted to find out what these surging information contained, but under the pain, he couldn't find out at all, he could only absorb it without any resistance. Like water pouring down a river, it completely breaks the river.

The only thing Yifeng could feel was that the death energy that was originally in the original soul, under the pressure of such information, actually shrank, and a wave of soul power was forced into the original soul, which could not be absorbed originally. The original soul of soul power, under such great oppression, also integrated into the original soul.

With the incorporation of soul power, Yi Feng could feel that the concentration of the original soul was getting stronger and stronger, and the level of dementor was soaring like a rocket under the incorporation of soul power. In a short time, he broke through the six-star elementary level and stepped into the middle level. At the same time, the level of dementors is still soaring.

Yi Feng, who was in great pain, found out this scene, and Yi Feng was completely shocked. Yifeng has a good understanding of the death energy that is more than a thousand years old. With it in the original soul, it is impossible to improve the level of soul master.

But at this moment, the death energy was actually blocked in the original soul, which could not stop the fusion of soul power at all. Before that, Yi Feng guessed that unless there was a great opportunity, it would be absolutely impossible to raise the level of Dementor before death was cleared up.

However, at this moment, under this huge oppressive force, the soul power was actually forced in. Yifeng didn't know whether this moment was a torture or an opportunity.

Yi Feng, who was enduring great pain, was sweating continuously, and there were convulsions and convulsions in his body. The blue veins were obviously suffering from great pain.

Yifeng, who was trying to stay awake, couldn't help cursing in his heart: "I'm so stupid, I knew the owner of this ruins was a pervert. Damn, such a huge amount of confidence rushed into the sea of ​​human consciousness like sea water. It's still a compulsive behavior. Compulsive is compulsive, after all, I don't expect you, a bastard who likes aphrodisiacs, to be a gentleman. But don't you know how to be gentle?"

Yifeng cursed in his heart, and greeted the other party's eighteen generations of ancestors. Although Yifeng also likes to use strong ones, he is very gentle when he thinks about it. But this change of state made Yi Feng feel ashamed.

Just when Yifeng was yelling at him, the information flooded in even more fiercely. Yifeng had no choice but to stop cursing in his heart, and tried his best to maintain his sobriety. The pain of reshaping the meridian is blocked, there is no reason why it cannot be blocked.

Under Yifeng's insistence, his clothes were already drenched with sweat. With a bang in Yifeng's mind, the soul-hunting technique finally broke through the bottleneck of the middle-level and entered the six-star high-level. At the same time, the surging information stopped completely, without the oppression of the surging information, the soul power that was originally squeezed into the original soul could no longer be integrated, and the dead energy returned to its original state.

As the light disappeared, Yi Feng hit the ground straight, panting heavily.

After finding out the surging soul power contained in the original soul, Yi Feng was delighted and at the same time realized something. Yi Feng vaguely understands that death energy is certainly a hidden disease, but it doesn't mean that there is no way to improve it. The terrifying oppressive force just now can force death energy into it alive. In other words, if you want to improve your soul-hunting technique, you can, but you have to bear a lot of pain.

Such a result made Yifeng happy but also helpless. A normal person, who is willing to endure such pain. What's more, using such oppressive force to suppress the soul power into the original soul, the price required is also extremely high. Although it can improve the soul-absorbing technique, but with a thousand times of effort, it may not be as good as others' random cultivation. How could such a loss-making business be acceptable to Yifeng.

"This method still doesn't work. It seems that we can only use holy water."

Thinking of the pain that made life worse than death just now, Yifeng shuddered, and in his heart he gave up the method of using strong pressure to improve the soul-absorbing technique.

When Yifeng gave up this method, his mind also merged into the sea of ​​consciousness. Yifeng wanted to see what it was about the surging information just now. After the situation just now, Yifeng already understood that he should have accepted some kind of information inheritance.

Yifeng, who was once in the sea of ​​consciousness, sat cross-legged, and as his mind sank more and more. The complexion changed faster and faster, and in the end it was a completely shocked face.

Yaoyu, who was lying on the side, looked at Yifeng who was sitting cross-legged in a strange way, and turned a pair of gemstone eyes to stare straight at Yifeng.

This situation lasted for a long time, and for three whole days, Yifeng remained in this movement completely, which made Yaoyu a little helpless, galloped into Yifeng's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

There was no sound in the whole space. On the fifth day, Yifeng slowly opened his eyes, but at this time Yifeng's mouth could almost stuff an egg. Yifeng's fingers changed, and the soul-hunting technique came out from the cast, and it was cast in front of him in a strange form.

With his casting, the soul-stirring technique covered a bluestone floor on the ground. The bluestone floor was not big, about half a meter in size. However, under the cover of the soul-stirring technique, the bluestone seemed to disappear, and a big hole appeared in its original position.

Looking at the big hole, Yi Feng stepped forward and tapped down the hole lightly. There was a sound of knocking on the ground in an instant, obviously Yifeng had knocked on the bluestone.

Looking at the big empty hole in front of him, he felt the touch of his hand touching the bluestone. Yifeng couldn't help but let out a soft breath!

"It turns out that this is an illusion!"

With a violent wave of Yifeng's hand, the original big hole disappeared in an instant, replaced by the bluestone.

Staring blankly at the bluestone, Yifeng's heart was already covered in shock and ecstasy. No matter how Yifeng guessed, he didn't realize that this inheritance was not an inherited skill, martial skill, or energy enhancement.

What is passed down is the method of making ancient illusions, and it can be seen from the information obtained. This system, which is extremely methodical in making illusions, is probably the number one in ancient times. For this point, Yifeng has no doubts, because he has experienced it from the illusion of falsehood.

"Illusion!" Yi Feng swallowed deeply. Although the aggressiveness is not as good as those within the martial arts forbidden law. However, the illusion also has things that cannot be compared with forbidden laws and so on. Such as confusion, such as prison, such as creation!

One can imagine, on the way to escape, suddenly create an illusion, whether it can confuse the other party to change the direction of pursuit. Moreover, when the strength reaches a certain level, it is not difficult for an illusion to stop thousands of troops.

How domineering is it to block thousands of troops without any effort?

For example, the illusion that just hid the boulder is just a small trick. If you use that kind of terrifying large-scale illusion, even if people can kill each other, even suicide is not a big problem.

Thinking of this, Yifeng's heart boiled with enthusiasm. Although there are no heaven-level exercises, there are no earth-level exercises. But this auxiliary skill is no less than theirs.

On this continent, there are fewer and fewer auxiliary skills. Not to mention this almost lost method of making illusions. And since it can be made, it can break the illusion of others. Yifeng is confident that if he enters the illusion again at this time, he doesn't need to use brute force to break through it, as long as he finds the weakness of the illusion, he can escape easily.

Thinking of this, Yifeng couldn't help being excited. Unexpectedly, this can get such a big benefit. Compared to the mirage, his soaring insanity is insignificant.

"The pain this time is worth it!" Yifeng thought of the pain, and there was no more resentment in his heart. The information of the illusion alone was enough to make Yifeng forget any pain.

"Hey! Fortunately, I'm a soul master, otherwise I won't be able to use this thing if I get it." Yi Feng felt very happy.

As for the illusion, although the warriors with ordinary strength can create it. But for the respected Yifeng, it is impossible to do it. But for the dementor, it is not a big problem. In creating illusions, soul masters have great innate advantages. Even warriors who are several levels higher than soul masters may not be able to create illusions comparable to soul masters.

Therefore, even though Yifeng is only a six-star soul master at this time, he can barely create some illusions. Of course, compared with the illusion created by the owner of this ruins, Yifeng is far behind.

"Is the owner of this ruins also a soul master?"

Yifeng guessed from the bottom of his heart, but he was sure of it out of ten. After all, many of the obtained methods of making illusions involve the use of soul-absorbing techniques. How can a warrior perform soul-absorbing techniques? Even if the warrior's strength reaches a certain level, he can barely use the soul-stirring technique. However, it is also impossible to make the soul-stirring technique the mainstream.

"Tsk tsk, don't all dementors have sex? I seem to be the only exception!"

Yifeng slandered from the bottom of his heart, whether it was the strange old man, Li You, or the owner of the ruins, they were all very enthusiastic about certain aspects, which made Yifeng laugh straight away. He despised them thousands of times from the bottom of his heart. There are very few people as pure as him in his heart. He must maintain the only piece of pure land in the dementor world and not associate with these lustful people.

==Sorry, I just came back from a busy schedule, it’s even later, there’s more tonight===