Chapter 17: Real Illusion

Xiang Zhili's performance in the formation was almost impeccable, you only need to look at the few people outside the formation to get a glimpse of it. Especially Cui Hongshen, who usually doesn't pay much attention to these things, opened his mouth wide at this time, swallowed a mouthful of spit lightly, and murmured: "My darling, why is Lier so powerful? Compared with the old The second senior brother is about the same." No matter how cultivated or connotative a person is usually, if he really encounters something that surprises him, the way he speaks will change.

Of course, Cui Hongshen is not the only one who sighs so much. Not to mention Xiang Yang and Yan Qinglian, after all this was taught by Xiao Hua, they seem to be used to it. Coupled with the fact that Xiang Zhili was his own child, his heart was already filled with satisfaction. But at this time, Genqing was a little excited. Although he didn't say anything, he couldn't help applauding in his heart. He didn't expect that the Wanlei Valley's lineage had already shown such sharpness at this time.

Not to mention the people who were surprised and moved. Besides, Xiang Zhili wiped out a group of monsters in one fell swoop, and it was the time when he was in high spirits. Although he wasn't going to be smug at this time, the arrogance in his heart still had to grow. After looking around, he took out a dozen ordinary fireball charms and scattered them in the grass around him. After confirming again and again that there was no problem, his mind that vowed to compare himself with the sky became active again. I saw him excitedly flying towards the towering giant tree opposite.

Xiang Zhili here is having fun. The ruthlessness that measures the deserted island is not idle either. It didn't take much effort, Wuqing traveled all over the deserted island. The island is only a few li in radius, except for some sparse plants growing on the island, the rest are all gone. Occasionally, some large rocks are scattered here and there, just to enjoy the cool air.

After relentlessly walking all over the deserted island, there were indeed some frowns. Just when he was walking just now, he raised his breath and wanted to vacate. However, the magic power was not working well, so I didn't know what to do for the time being. However, the most difficult thing in the world is to be most afraid of those who have a heart.

After a little planning, Wuqing took out all kinds of treasures from the storage bag. I saw that these treasures include flying swords, golden shields, long spears, short knives, or jade charms. Anyway, there are so many kinds of things in one place, too numerous to enumerate.

After carefully observing these things ruthlessly, he carefully selected three treasures, and put the rest back into the storage bag. The remaining three treasures are: a two-foot-long green wooden stick, a palm-sized silk scarf, and a small doll.

Seeing this, Wuqing didn't change anything on the surface, but he had already made a plan in his heart. He picked up the three treasures and arrived at the edge of the deserted island in a few strides. Then look at the waves that are like a sea of ​​​​heaving waves constantly crashing on the edge of the deserted island, coupled with the slanting sunset that day, it is really a kind of desolation and distress, but it also has a sense of drinking with a beautiful view.

Ruthless will definitely not appreciate what is in front of him at this time. I saw him come to the seaside, lightly raised the wooden stick to his chest, a stream of real energy flowed into the wooden stick along his hand, and then threw the object ruthlessly, the wooden stick actually grew in the wind. It fell on the surface of the water thrown five feet away. I saw that the wooden stick turned into a size of three feet, just like a canoe.

Seeing the situation, Wuqing nodded slightly, and jumped onto the stick lightly. After he stood firmly, he took out a high-grade spirit stone and put it on the puppet in his hand. The puppet immediately turned into a humanoid puppet measuring two feet in length, waiting for orders dully.

"Hehe, since Pindao can't fly, let's have a taste of the so-called crossing the sea." Wuqing said to himself, it seemed to be for himself, but also for others. But in any case, Ruqing's method at this time is correct. After saying this, Wuqing invoked a bit of mana again, turned the silk scarf in his hand into a ten-foot-sized banner, and handed it to the puppet. The humanoid puppet seemed to have been ruthlessly ordered, and after reaching out to take the banner,

Like the mast, I propped up the flag and turned it into a sail.

When Wu Qing saw this, he only smiled slightly, and immediately released his divine sense to check the surrounding situation. The weirdest thing about this place is that you can't fly, and there seems to be no other restrictions. In this way, Wuqing doesn't have to worry too much. He stretched out his hand and made a simple spell, a wind rolling technique hit the back of the "sail", and a gust of wind blew past, and the crude "ship" set sail gracefully.

Feeling the slight sea breeze blowing against Wuqing's face all the way, he used his divine sense to explore everything around him. He didn't even open his eyes, but simply stood at the front of the wooden stick, with one hand behind his back. A chic and suave boater.

The boat sailed for three days without wind or waves. Only those sea fish jumping up from time to time, the changing day and night, and the chirping seabirds embellish this boring picture with some color. The whole process seems to be a static picture that has never changed. Of course, during these three days, Wu Qing kept his eyes closed to experience this kind of boredom, which instead gave him a feeling of stillness and longing for movement.

Three days later, a black line appeared on the edge of the sea level. At this time, Wuqing also accepted his divine sense and opened his eyes. Isn't the coastline as far as he can see? In the boring three days, Wuqing had been constantly comprehending, and this idea of ​​blessing was born by chance. Otherwise, with the normal behavior of a monk, I am afraid that he would have been sitting upright and meditating long ago. However, there is also some ruthless worry about whether there will be abnormalities in Haixia.

Not long after, the ruthless boat docked. When Wu Qing set foot on land, with a little luck, the invalid flying technique became easy to use again. Wu Qing looked around indifferently, and found that the places where his spiritual thoughts went were normal, so he waved his hand lightly, collected the three treasures, sorted them out, and flew into the depths of the land.

The place where Wuqing is at this time, seems to have not changed much than that deserted island. I saw that after he flew a hundred miles away, all he saw along the way were dry rocks and dry grass, and the sunlight in the sky was also white, not to mention that he saw a living thing along the way.

Ruthless's natural character seems to turn a blind eye to these things. His idea is simple. It is to find a direction in his heart and go straight, no matter what the road is, he will never turn back. In this way, Wuqing didn't react except to speed up his flight a little bit.

After flying ruthlessly for more than half a day, he seemed to feel a little tired, or he had some other thoughts. He pressed down and landed on the ground. At this time, the ground has slowly turned green. Poplar trees or maple trees are scattered on the land, and clumps of newly sprouted bushes and grass are also gradually distributed. Wuqing walked slowly, as if he was more interested in measuring the land with his feet.

However, Wu Qing and the others came here to train in this phantom array, so how could such a peaceful and comfortable outing trip last for too long. Therefore, being ruthless is just measuring fifty miles, and some expected but also some unexpected things happened naturally.

Wuqing was walking freely, and his spiritual thoughts were only a few feet away from his body. If he hadn't wanted to be prepared for a sudden situation, Wuqing would not even want to release his spiritual thoughts. And just before the divine sense could reach it, a burst of terrified screams and calls for help came.

"Help! Help!" These cries for help were mixed with the voices of men and women, and it seemed that there were quite a few people. In addition to the cries for help, there was an endless stream of screams. Hearing these cries for help, Wuqing frowned slightly, then raised the corners of his mouth in disdain, and within a few flashes, he came to the place where the voices came from.

As soon as the sound came, the scene that greeted the eyes was even slightly moved by Ruthless. Except for some people who were really running away, there were already hundreds of people lying on the ground in disorder. The bright red blood flowed all over the ground, and the blood stains in some places even started to turn black. Looking at everything in front of him ruthlessly and thoughtfully, it seems that everything in front of him is nothingness.

Just when he was in a ruthless daze, the murderous desperado found him. These people didn't care about anything, and surrounded them with the weapons in their hands. It seemed that their pace was not slow, and the posture of the whole encirclement was still a little weird. Ruthless can't stand still. Anyway, people don't offend me, I don't offend others, if someone really comes to offend, so what if we kill them?

Although Wuqing couldn't tell if the person coming was a mortal or a monk at this time. However, being in the phantom formation, I don't regard these people as human beings at all. He just slowly raised his right arm, and a palm thunder blasted out. The first few murderers were immediately knocked to the ground by the thunder, but the rest of them were fearless at all, and still rushed over viciously.

Wu Qing was a little surprised at the behavior of these people, but once he thought that it was a phantom formation, he was no longer surprised, but shot out another palm thunder, and knocked the remaining few people to the ground in an instant. Looking at these people ruthlessly and indifferently, he seemed to be unmoved at all. He walked slowly towards these people who were bombarded. In his heart, these people were already dead souls.

When Wuqing came to these people, a kind of vigilance suddenly emerged. First of all, these people who were bombarded were all intact, not even their clothes were torn. Ruthless suddenly felt bad, he raised his breath and flew into the air. And at this moment, those who fell suddenly jumped up again, and the murder weapons in their hands were all thrown at Ruthless. And Wuqing just used a simple technique of controlling objects, and hit these flying weapons back. One after another, the weapons hit the murderer's head with a "puff", and immediately took their lives. It also splashed on Lao Gao, and even almost splashed on the ruthless feet.

Looking at these Yin Hong's blood, smelling the pungent fishy smell. Ruthless and unreasonable frowns, it seems that these people who were exterminated are really mortals? Are all these scenes too real?

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