Martial God of Myriad Realms

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Chapter 642 Thousands of Illusions

"Cheng Feng, calm down!"

"This is not the time to do it."

Nalan Changsheng said in a deep voice: "Go, go to the bushes to collect the magic flowers, and strive to complete the first level of the summoning sword as soon as possible."

Hearing Nalan Changsheng's words, Cheng Feng held back his anger, and then stopped to see Tyron, who was beaten by Temudenko, and plunged into the dense forest.

There are many bushes in the dense forest.

Cheng Feng didn't look for a while, and found a large number of magic flowers.

The magic flower, white and white, looks very beautiful and beautiful, making people love it at first glance.

But in fact, this flower is a deadly flower. The center of the flower is a bunch of blood-red filaments. Once you touch the filament, whether it is a person, an animal, or a monster, all will fall into the illusion. .

If the willpower is firm, it is better to be able to wake up from the illusion.

If the willpower is not enough, they will fall into a fantasy for life and become crazy, even if they do n’t know who they are.

"Is this the magic flower?"

Cheng Feng approached a magical flower, sniffed his nose, and a heavy shadow appeared in front of him.

"It's a strong hallucinogenic effect. I just smelled the scent of a magical filigree flower, and it produced a sense of psychedelic."

Cheng Feng's brow frowned: "If it were to swallow a whole magic flower directly, wouldn't it never wake up forever?"

"Cheng Feng, eat rice in one bite."

Nalan Changsheng said: "Cultivation of the magic sword must never be rushed. At the beginning of the cultivation, it is best to eat the petals of the magic flower, and after eating the effect, eat the filament of the magic flower."

"Although it is the right path, it takes too much time."

Cheng Feng thought for a while, but shook his head, "I'm afraid I will finish the first level of the Sword of Slayer, Tailong was already killed by Master Yin's group."

"Cheng Feng, in just a few tens of minutes, he wanted to practice the first level of the summoning sword. That is simply impossible."

Nalan Changsheng shook his head and said, "You'd better be able to catch the first level of the Sword of Slayer to Xiaocheng before the wave **** of blood **** teaches Tailong."

"In that case, you will be able to perform the first trick of the first three-stroke style of Summoning Knife."

"With this technique, even if you are not the opponent of the blood gods, but at least you have some maneuverability and you can get some time."

"At that time, you will come up with a comprehensive way to completely rescue Tyrone."

"Well, that's it."

Nalan's proposal is undoubtedly the most secure solution at present.

After Cheng Feng heard it, he nodded and agreed.

Later, Cheng Feng picked a lot of fantasy magic flowers, put them into the soul ring, and returned to the former swamp.

Marshland edge, dorsal side of huge rock.

Cheng Feng sat down cross-legged, took out a magical magic flower from the soul ring, and then tore off a white petal and put it in his mouth. When the sky illusion lifted from his heart, he immediately meditationally called the magic knife to determine the first layer of recipes and kept Clear minded and confronted with illusions.

The demon devil flower is worthy of the name of "devil demon". As Cheng Feng eats a demon flower petal, and the time elapses, Cheng Feng's mind will be filled with illusions.

Cheng Feng's eyes closed slightly, only to see that he was caught in the besieging of the blood gods and martial arts soldiers, and he was bathed in blood, and was finally killed cruelly ...

Cheng Feng was clever, then opened his eyes and widened.

But it had no effect. In his field of vision, it was still a realistic picture.

He clearly saw that Tai Long pierced his heart with Master Ye's broken fingers, and that Temudenco cut off his limbs with a black sword, and Wang Qianbian cut off his head with a fine knife. His death was extremely miserable.

Before Tyrone died, Tong Ling stared at him with big eyes, as if asking, why didn't Cheng Feng come to save me ...

"Illusion! Illusion!"

Seeing Tailong's expression of doubt, Cheng Feng's heart flinched, and his mind suddenly became clear. He drank, "All this is an illusion. Tyrone is not dead ... he will not die either!"

Along with Cheng Feng's applause, rumbling ~~~

As if there was a thunderous roar in his mind, Cheng Feng was completely awake from the illusions.

Even if the thousands of realistic illusions were staged in front of his eyes, he remained unmoved, turned a blind eye, and reached a true heart like a stop!

"Cheng Feng, good job!"

At this time, Nalan Changsheng's surprise sounded: "I didn't expect that you could resist the deception of the magic flower petals so quickly and wake up from the illusion."

"Uncle Naland, how long did I spend?"

"One minute, just one minute."

Nalan Changsheng said: "At this speed, I think that among the many warriors who practice the call of the magic sword, they can also be in the forefront."

The Summoner Blade never knows who created it, it may have existed for tens of thousands of years.

In such a long period of time, there must be as many cultivators as oxen.

Cheng Feng is indeed commendable for being among the top among so many people.

However, Cheng Feng did not have the slightest emotion of joy, and said blankly: "The magic sword must be the first layer of Xiaocheng, and he needs to be able to resist the psychedelic of a magic flower."

"I'm far behind at this time."

Cheng Feng urged Nalan Changsheng: "Uncle Nalan, I'm going to eat magical filigree to practice."

"If I have no sign of soberness within ten minutes, you use special means to wake me up forcibly."

"At that time, whether or not I had succeeded in summoning the sword to determine the first layer of Xiaocheng, I had to rescue Tailong!"

"Okay, I will be on time."

Nalan nodded his head and said, "However, you better be able to wake up from the illusion by your own will."

"Because the use of special methods can cause irreversible harm to you, you can use it, and it is best not to use it."

Cheng Feng nodded, and without hesitation, took a handful of filaments in the middle of the magic flower and sent it directly into his mouth.

The magic magic filigree is much stronger than the magic effect of magic magic flower petals.

It can be said that more than 90% of the psychedelic power of fantasy magic flowers are gathered on the fantasy magic silk.

Therefore, as Cheng Feng swallowed that bunch of magical filigree, his entire face immediately twisted.

As if experiencing some kind of pain and torture beyond imagination, the expressions are distorted, giving people a sense of trance.

time flies.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes ...

Cheng Feng showed no signs of waking up, but instead felt a deeper illusion.

嗬 嗬 嗬 ～～～

Under the confusion of the horror illusion, Cheng Feng's body was abnormal, his arms twitched strangely, his eyes turned white, and his mouth made a loud noise.

The voice was painful and low, with a little bit of dragon power in it, spreading out a dozen miles away.

Fortunately, there are no birds or beasts in this swamp. Otherwise, the birds and beasts will be disturbed by the sound, soaring and fleeing. This will definitely make Master Yin and others find the anomaly, and then follow up and start siege.