The most unique aspect of Lin Ming's illusion is that once the illusion is established, the person who wins the trick will fall into a dream of his own making.

Lin Ming does not need to bear the cost of maintaining the illusion at all, and those who die from Lin Ming's secret art will sacrifice their souls to Lin Ming.

It sounds perfect, but only the person in question knows how risky it is.

Let's not mention the side effects of blowing yourself up, and the probability of this unfinished technique causing loss of control (creating undead) is also quite large......

That's it.

In order to prevent this technique from getting out of control, Lin Ming made an arrow that gave the opponent an end.

Anyway, as long as he is in the state of 'middle art' when he dies, Lin Ming can receive the power contributed by the sacrifice.

"Zi~!"

The spinning arrow tore the air, and Lin Ming, who barely relied on inferior medicine to refresh himself, put all the remaining spiritual power on this arrow.

"Plus my highest understanding of magic so far. ”

In the end, Lin Ming couldn't completely imitate Mo Ye's 'telekinetic acceleration', and that level of move had to be matched by another force in his body, the sword qi.

Therefore, he can only use his telekinesis to attach high penetration power to the arrows and add a fire magic.

The process of 'enchanting' is quick, and the spinning arrows are gilded with gold.

The golden flames enveloped the arrow like flowing water.

Lin Ming's last trace of spiritual power was also hollowed out, and he could no longer attach anything to this arrow, and in the same way, he could no longer suppress this arrow from shooting.

At the moment when it lost its suppressive power, the arrow shot out at a rapid pace, pointing directly at the 'light bulb' that was quietly floating in the sky.

"Zheng!"

The sound of the arrow breaking through the wind was not heard by Lin Ming until it flew out.

That's a pretty quick shot......

However, the person who shot it could no longer see the effect of the arrow.

Exhausted of his mental power, Lin Ming had to return to the depths of his mind for an unknown length of hibernation, and as a sub-personality, he could not use this body when his mental power was insufficient.

"It's a pleasure......"

Before Lin Ming's world plunged into darkness, he smiled, the corners of his mouth curled like a child who had received candy.

In the illusion, Lin Ming is a spectator with a god's perspective, and it is too pleasant for him to play with the applause of his opponent who has been chasing him all over the world before.

Unknown pleasure is the only emotion that Lin Ming can find.

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"Hey, boy, wake up!"

The feeling of chaos is like floating in the void, and no matter which direction you can't find a down-to-earth feeling.

"Wake up!"

Who's making the noise?

"Wake up!"

Don't make a fuss, I'm fine now, let me sleep a little longer......

"Something is wrong!

I tried to open my eyes, my eyes were a little sour, and the weightlessness and chaos I felt in my brain made everything in front of me seem extremely unreal.

The wind is a little loud in my ears......

The scenery in front of me is also very blurry, like the film of an old movie, jumping and jumping......

"Hmm!"

It took less than a second for him to wake up, and it was within that second that he figured out his condition.

The beating 'film' in front of you is the window of the building in constant motion.

No, it should be said that it is yourself who is in motion.

Mo Ye was constantly falling, like a kite with a broken string.

"Drink!"

With a low roar in his heart, Mo Ye mobilized his mental power.

The momentum of the fall was stopped after three or four seconds, and gently and skillfully, Mo Xie twisted his body in mid-air.

"Holy Scriptures, are you calling me?"

I didn't ask questions like "what happened to Lin Ming before he was replaced" and "why was he in a state of 'falling from the building' when he was replaced", it should be a mess anyway, but the call of the "Holy Scripture" came even more 'unusual'.

Am I 'in arrears' again?

Mo Ye has no score in his heart.

"Run, run as far as you can!"

The tone of the Holy Book was anxious, and this was the first time Mo Xie had heard it speak in such a tone.

"What's going on?" Mo Ye was a little confused.

"Ah!!h

Before the Holy Scriptures could answer Mo Ye, someone rushed to answer.

It was a scream from above, like a duck choked by the neck.

What's the situation?!

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Or use his own mana.

This is a helpless move, after all, even if it is just to activate the 'Five Elements Banner' and detonate the flying sword, it will take a little mana.

"There must have been a sea of fire down there......

Such thoughts occasionally flashed in my mind, but for the life and death of mortals, they cultivators did not attach much importance to them-needless to say, ghost path and evil cultivation, even if they were placed on the right path, these mortals who had no hope of cultivating truth were just some irrelevant existence to them.

So, even mortals who died a lot were just meaningless numbers to them.

Just as mortal life is meaningless, so is their death.

For cultivators in the end of the Dharma era, only the treasures of heaven and earth and the few heaven and earth aura are important, and if they can obtain a trace of aura by killing thousands of people, the cultivators will not hesitate at all.

There's nothing simpler than killing someone.

A faint glow of fire shone through the dark curtain below, and at the same time, the Venerable Chase felt that the formation seemed to have lightened his constraints a lot.

The technique of calling for Starlight to guide the way began to take on a new reaction, and the Venerable Master tried to follow the path that Starlight had directed.

He saw a little light in front of him, and it looked like a night view of the city.

It was a tall building, and countless black gases spread up from the bottom of the building, and eventually they converged on a single figure.

This breath is undoubtedly the ghost monk, and it is also the kind of monk whose hands are covered with human life.

"Crooked and heretical!

Thinking of the nest fire trapped in the array, the Venerable Master Chase struck a 'Five Thunder Spell' on the figure standing on top of the tall building.

Rayfa was the fastest of the spells, and the figure standing on top of the tall building didn't seem to be very nimble.

The thunder light hit the figure, and in an instant, he ended up in ashes.

A moment before the ashes disappeared, the Venerable Master saw the face of the ghost monk.

Pale complexion, prominent cheekbones, and a face full of wrinkles.

It's a standard characteristic of a ghost monk.。

Under the thunder, he didn't mean to parry, and he even opened his hands to meet the thunder and lightning.

He had a smile on his face.

A meaningful smile.

This smile made the Venerable Master's heart burst into his heart.

"Oops!"