Strange World Little Cooking Saint Chapter 964: 0 years and 1 dream (12)

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Masters of illusion masters, illusions are just as real as real. Even if you are sober-minded that these are fake, you still can’t get out of it.

Shi Yu is still unable to say that illusion art can achieve this effect, it is entirely because of the magic staff.

Looking at Huo Lingzi who was already in a frantic state in front of him, Shi Yu wanted to do it, but was stopped by the lord.

"It is better to keep it than to kill it."

Shi Yu frowned slightly, "Do you want to..."

"The illusionist is most afraid of not only the unpreparable illusion, but also the crushing of the gods. It destroys the gods of Huo Lingzi, making it more cost-effective for the thugs under the seat than a pool of dead flesh "Sect Master said, coughing up blood. He was not easy in the battle just now.

"Stop it, I probably understand what you mean." Shi Yu said, "Leave this to me."

Manipulating the consciousness of people, she has done it once before, and it is not too strange. But for Huo Lingzi, he had to torture enough.

Outside the illusion, the fire and phoenix clan without the protection of the demon saint is a bit difficult to cope with the flames and chasing the wind, but Shi Yu knows that it is easy for them to deal with people like themselves.

"Let's leave first." Now that the goal has been achieved, it may be more dangerous to stay. Moreover, the matter of controlling Huo Lingzi's rebellion cannot be known to people, the most urgent thing is to leave here quickly and solve this big trouble.

"Hmm."

Continuously crushed three void-breaking charms, but in the blink of an eye they were thousands of miles away from Qihuang Mountain.

Of course, the transmission direction of the void-breaking talisman is random. When Shiyu walked out of the void, there was no one else around except the dying Huo Lingzi and the Sect Master.

But this is not a major event. Thousands of miles away on the east side of Qihuang Mountain, there is a small town where individual races gather temporarily. If you want to come, everyone should go there to meet.

Shi Yu was not in a hurry to go to the town. After she found the hidden cave and set up her suzerain, she set out to wipe out the remaining consciousness in Huo Lingzi's mind.

Is the demon saint in the end, not careless.

……

Huo Lingzi is still alive in the blood of Shishan Mountain. Although the flesh and blood on its body had been swallowed, and only the white bones remained, it still soberly told itself that this was an illusion.

"You can't kill me, you can only use this trick to trap me, and the current illusionist is nothing more than that."

It was Shi Yu who appeared in front of it in response.

"I don’t kill you, because it’s still useful to keep you. Know the soul of the weapon, use the soul to blend into the weapon, temper it in every way, and form the soul of the weapon. Seriously, I have not seen anyone who uses a demon. The soul of the holy soul is a tool soul, now it is time to try it."

When he heard this, Huo Lingzi's face changed drastically. But it was too late to hide. It felt like it was caught in the hand by something, and then it was greeted by the burning fire.

Is it really going to be a tool soul? The fear of death enveloped it, and the bluish-red flames burning all over his body made its consciousness more and more chaotic.

This is not an illusion...

It thought.

If you really can't escape death, it's better to fall away than to be refined into a soul. It makes no difference anyway.

……

In the cave, Shi Yu looked at the physical body of Huo Lingzi, who was gradually giving up the struggle, knowing that its spiritual consciousness was on the verge of collapse.

The divine soul penetrated into its sea of ​​consciousness, and the overwhelming divine consciousness wiped out its original sea of ​​consciousness. Huo Lingzi's eyes suddenly opened, and the last trace of expression in his eyes disappeared.

It is done.

Shi Yu wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looking outside, the Sect Master had recovered a bit, and he was on a fire at the barbecue.

"Sect Master," Shi Yu walked out and took the barbecue handed over by the Sect Master. "How many days have passed?"

"Fortunately, three days."

"Are you better?"

"This old bone can still be held for the time being." The lord smiled and said that everything was fine.

But Shi Yu still clearly felt that he was much older than when he first saw him.

"Would you like to see the magic staff?" Shiyu took the magic staff out.

"Of course." As the Sect Master said, there was a flash of nostalgia in the eyes of the Scepter. "Since I became the Sect Master, I have vowed to find it back. I didn't expect it. You did it, and it’s okay, I also have an explanation."

"No, this is not what I did. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't know where this thing is. Moreover, it was not that I found the scepter, but the scepter chose me." Shi Yu simply He talked about what happened that day.

She said, rubbing her hand against the inner alchemy at the top, "All things have spirits, and freedom is precious. When I am in a desperate situation, I also hope someone can hold me. Now I change my position. I think I too Can give someone a chance."

The sect master heard the words, and there was a ripple in the deep and wise eyes, "Perhaps this is why they chose you. Most people are too greedy, and always hope that everything is theirs. I used to be very high-spirited... I suddenly wanted to say something I had encountered before, do you want to listen?"

"Respectfully listen."

"Let's eat and talk."

"Good."

The two chatted over something that was not unpalatable but not very tasty that was grilled on the campfire.

They talk about everything~IndoMTL.com~ From the first five hundred years to the next five hundred years, the situation is as large as the present situation, and it is small enough to pass by and encounter impressive passersby by chance.

There is no moment, I am closer than this time.

One day later, Shi Yu and the lord came to this small town called Fengyeji.

The reason why this small town exists on the land occupied by monsters is also the credit of the illusion. Because it does not exist on the bright side, but based on the formation. To enter, the cultivator only needs to contribute a little of his own blood.

Since Yu and Sect Master themselves are illusionists, they don't need to be. When they came in, their companions were almost all there.

When Wen Xian saw her, he first confirmed that she was not injured, then said: "Sister Xiao, you have to go to the necropolis with me. To be honest, I will come here. Most of the reason is because of this."

"What's wrong?" Shi Yu thought of Wen Heng.

"It's my brother."

Sure enough.

The excess is not good to say here, Wen Xian said: "When you go with me to the necromantic world, you will know."

"Okay." At the same time, Shiyu also had some doubts and wanted to ask him, "It's not too late, let's go now."

"I will go with you." Xuanyin said.

"You?" Wen Xian was a little reluctant, but at this time he couldn't take care of that much anymore, "whatever you want."

"Me too." Dongfang comforted him.

In the end, everyone followed, except for the lord who returned to the fantasy sect first.

However, when they were halfway, the situation changed again.

They met Zhang Mingyan.

"The story of your battle against Qihuang Mountain, killing monsters, seizing the scepter and destroying the mountain has been reported. I think you should go to the dead world next, so come and block people."

"Why?"

"Because the landlord is now in Bihai Bay."