The mutation in the pure white space woke Zhao Li from his state of contemplation and refining his gods.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the changes in this pure white space, those pure white luck were like waves at high tide on the seaside, one heavy and one heavy, constantly rolling, but when Zhao Li was looking forward to what changes would occur in this space, such a vision slowly calmed down.

There was no place to appear, and there was no dark feeling to remind Zhao Li.

Everything is exactly the same as it was just now.

Zhao Li: "............"

"That's it?"

He couldn't help but raise his hand to press his eyebrows, and complained:

"It's such a big show, my pants are off, you're going to show me this?"

Shaking his head, along this white space, I looked at it carefully, and I vaguely felt that the space in this dream seemed to be a little bigger, and it was also a little stronger, just a little bit, just a little difference.

He held the white scroll in his hand, and unfolded it, not noticing any difference, it was still as texture as snow, and the jade scroll had not changed, but when he clicked on his memory, he found that the name representing the ancient instructor shone slightly.

Could it be that what benefits did the ancient instructor get because of this?

A strange thought appeared in his heart, and he casually tapped on the phantom of the ancient instructor.

The dream space changes drastically.

With the convergence of pure white clouds, a huge warrior wearing heavy armor appeared in front of Zhao Li, he was still in a half-kneeling state, with a huge axe gun on one side of his body, his chest was pierced by a white spiral sword, and black and red blood was still dripping down.

His breathing stopped.

His eyes are closed, and most of his face is covered by visor.

But that tragic and majestic spirit was suppressed overwhelmingly without the slightest discount.

Zhao Li stood in front of the ancient instructor, his body was slightly stiff, and he felt that there seemed to be a cold breath in his blood, making his fingers cold, making it almost difficult for him to move as usual, although the boss in front of him, although he was half-kneeling, he was still taller than Zhao Li, burly like a giant in ancient legends.

This time, he single-handedly killed more than a dozen warriors in Tiexi, and there was already an extra murderous aura on his body, but in the face of the ancient instructor who was silent and half-kneeling on the ground, the evil aura on his body was like a cat standing in front of a tiger with teeth and claws, without the slightest deterrent.

It took several breaths to come back to his senses, and with a dry cough, Zhao Li stepped casually to avoid the front of the ancient instructor and stood on his side to avoid the frontal impact of the ancient instructor's momentum, but the residual momentum still made his scalp tingle.

After thinking about the possibilities, a strange feeling suddenly rose in his heart.

The previous Gu instructor, is the momentum so real?

Or is this the benefit that the ancient instructor has obtained? Because he has personally experienced the fight in reality and has been contaminated with evil energy, the momentum that was originally just simulated has undergone a qualitative change, from a state like a castle in the air, to more and more real and depressing?

Zhao Li squatted on the ground, rubbing the stubble on his chin, and looked up at the ancient instructor thirteen meters away.

He silently took a step back, feeling that his guess was most likely correct.

At this time, the white scroll that he held in his hand suddenly turned over, because of Zhao Li's behavior of ordering the ancient instructor to appear, the scroll had an instinctive feedback reflected in his mind, probably because Zhao Li had personally felt it, and had an aura that was considered to be 'evil qi'.

Therefore, it is possible to increase this ability to the creations in the dream space.

On the picture scroll, there were a few more lines of words under the part representing the ancient instructor, and Zhao Li's pitch-black eyebrows were raised, confirming that the ancient instructor was indeed attached to the evil qi, and it was based on him to expand the evil qi tenfold, and there were ink-colored handwriting fluctuations next to it.

Gu instructors can also be attached to the two exercises that Zhao Li has mastered.

"Heavenly Power Qi Cultivation", as well as Jiuli's Divine Refining Decision, but the ancient instructor originally did not have such an ability, so he did not directly give him these two exercises when they appeared.

After thinking about it, Zhao Li put his hand on the scroll, and first appeared on the scroll with his familiar experimental control interface, and then chose to give the effect of the two qi cultivation to the ancient instructor. Then he found that because it was a dream creation, he could use himself as a model to enhance a certain effect exponentially.

Of course, limited by the space itself, the magnification of enhancement is limited.

Zhao Li touched his beard and said to himself:

"Ji Xin started when he was a child, so he didn't have to go too far, just strengthen it ten times, no, twenty times is about the same...... According to the principle of experimental design, set an anti-rollover insurance procedure, once it is going to explode...... No, I'm saying that if you want to roll over, you will immediately go to the limit that this space can simulate. ”

"Useless?"

"Oh, it can be useless, but there must be ...... This is the reserved nature of an engineering student. ”

"Alchemy is a spell, well, similar to the blue stripe template? ”

"This is really useless, as a rookie instructor, the ancient instructor specializes in restraining all bells and whistles. ”

"I'll see if I can add the power skills of the Ji Knife Technique to level A. ”

"Anyway, the ancient instructor won't feel tired, the meridians won't hurt, and there is no restriction on use. ”

"Perfect. ”

It took Zhao Li a full half an hour to set and adjust the new battle mode of the ancient instructor, and also set the gear, when Ji Xin reached a certain level, in order not to reduce the grid of the name 'Giant Spirit God', he would naturally increase his strength by a level.

Of course, for Zhao Li, who only has this little thing for 'transformation materials'.

That is, the amount of internal force increases by more than ten or twenty times, which is just a trivial thing that is not worth mentioning.

Small problems, small problems.

Everybody acts as if nothing happened.

Zhao Li exhaled and saw that the ancient instructor was still only half-kneeling on the ground, but the cultivator who was also the inner qi of the Heavenly Power seemed to be no different from just now, but he understood that at this moment, under the body of this tall warrior, the internal qi that could be called a torrent was circulating.

The dream space is almost at its limit.

Zhao Li pressed his eyebrows, ready to return to reality, and when he was leaving, he noticed that on the picture of the ancient instructor on the picture scroll, there was still ten times the data of the evil qi, and he slid to the limit casually, and pulled it to the rear.

Before I could see it, it was dark in front of me.

One last thought crossed his mind before he fell into a coma.

How is it that the symbol of evil qi seems to be two ellipses joined together......?

∞？

Oops! It has to be changed, otherwise Ji Xin ......

Doesn't it cost to simulate the sinister gas?

Zhao Li was not able to struggle, and his consciousness had completely fallen into a coma.

In reality, he shook his body and fell to the side.