Zhang Jiao's fantasy realm was hit hard, and while all the hundreds of fantasy realms he possessed were killed in battle, Abe Momoyama had completely lost his consciousness, and only the instinct of the creatures that he did not want to die was left to support.

At this time, its soul body became huge and transparent, showing the appearance of a fox with 9 tails flying freely behind it, and the encounters of its life were constantly reproduced in the flickering circles of light around the body.

The rendered surrounding environment changes from time to time, one moment it is the exquisite courtyard of the Himaru Palace, the other is the eerie skeleton underground demon cave, and the other time it is restored to the appearance of the Huaguo Mountain Fantasy Land that is about to collapse.

Zhang Jiao was in the illusion, whenever the scene changed, he tried his best to kill the characters in the phantom, and watched the doppelgangers disappear one by one, and the whole person became more and more calm from the initial impetuousness.

There is only one thought left in my heart, and that is to do my best to hold on until I can't hold on.

And so it passed for a while.

A strange scene suddenly appeared, a handsome young man wearing a high black hat, long lips and white teeth, drinking among the cherry blossoms with a peerless beauty with long black hair and a pure white kimono.

It should be March and April, the sun is already warm, and the cherry blossom season in Hichimaru is about to pass.

A gentle breeze blows, and the pink cherry blossoms fall like raindrops.

The young man poured a glass of wine for the beauty, and the beauty drank it, and suddenly said in a manly voice: "Although I confuse the world, I am sincere to you, why should you let me down?"

"Prince Sumeru was also sincere to you back then, why did you let him down?" the young man asked with a gentle smile on his face.

Then he was taken off by the beautiful woman, and the blood spurting out of the cavity dyed the whole world blood-red.

A voice reverberated between heaven and earth, "Although I am confused... What about failing me?

Although I confuse the world... What about failing me?

I'm confused... Why should you fail me..."

I don't know how long it took, everything shattered and returned to its original appearance.

Zhang Jiao Taiqing's body looked at his broken fantasy realm with his 'heart eyes', and felt the combination of the mythical powerhouse of the Qingqiu clan from the real world, the transcendent attributes of 'making the fake come true' and the fantasy realm, and suddenly he breathed a long sigh of relief.

He sat down on the ground, gasping for breath for a long time.

When he came back to his senses, he found that his fantasy realm had extended more than a hundred or a thousand times more 'branches' than before, and the soul had invaded the body.

At the same time, he unconsciously ascended to the sky one step at a time, and his ontological power stepped from level 9 transcendent to level 10 realm, becoming a true legendary powerhouse.

As long as the fantasy of extinction is planted in the sea of knowledge, it can have the power of 1 person against 1 country!

Not only that, but the energy provided by the fantasy realm and the real world has finally been sublimated, condensed more than 100 trillion times.

Although it is not possible to make an accurate measurement due to the lack of specific data for the time being, it can be clearly seen that everything is slowly restored like going back in time.

It is conceivable that this sublimated energy attribute and effect are definitely more magical than the conventional 'wish power'.

"The power point is an original concept, but this energy is unique to me, so it's called 'angle'. Zhang Jiao was shocked and overjoyed as he muttered to himself in the secret room buried deep underground, "Well, but it doesn't have to be unique to me, maybe it's a more hidden transcendent knowledge that I don't know."

Alas, what do you want to do with this, the important thing is that I survived, and I got so much benefit because of the blessing in disguise.

It's no longer a small car pulling a big car, and the wish power point has also completed the sublimation, and the fantasy realm has also neutralized the supreme attribute of the 'illusion' aspect, which is really suitable.

And all of this comes from a mythical-level fox spirit who only has a soul body left, and it is impossible for the nine-tailed demon fox clan to evolve to a pure soul body state.

Then it's like I think it's just a defective myth, is the myth of the strong man so terrible?

Just a remnant almost destroyed my fantasy realm, or that uninvited nine-tailed demon fox is a particularly powerful existence even in the mythical life.

No, no, no, you can't make such a judgment, and it's better to underestimate the enemy as much as possible than to overestimate it, otherwise it's easy to invite disaster.

In the future, we must be more cautious in the face of mythical powerhouses.

But all of a sudden, a mythical-level remnant soul body took the initiative to provoke me, why?

It's really nerve-wracking, can you go back to the Himaru military camp?"

Vent your emotions to the fullest.

After pondering for a while, he felt that the matter of the national dispute was a big matter, anyway, as long as he didn't give up Nanyang, he had to fight to the death with the Himaru people, and it was better to be in danger later than in distress early.

So he swallowed a bunch of elixirs, and after smashing up the Grade A nutrients, he used the power of the anchor to return to the Hichimaru camp.

More than an hour had passed from leaving to returning, but fortunately, the soldiers who had been patrolling the night had not been discovered, and the surveillance in the camp did not seem to have caught anything abnormal, and everything was as calm as ever.

Zhang Jiao secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and he didn't know why there was a burst of joy in his heart, not only because of the factors of breaking through the myth of promotion through the moat, but also because of the sublimation of the essence of the wish point that was the foundation of his transcendence.

In fact, out of an instinctive self-preservation, after experiencing great joy and sorrow, they don't feel too much sadness or joy for the first time, and they need a period of buffer to slowly taste the true taste of emotions.

Zhang Jiao understood this truth, so he didn't deliberately suppress his mood, a shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his steps forward unconsciously became brisk.

When he turned around the camp and met another group of sergeants patrolling the camp, he deliberately slowed down his pace, so as not to appear too frivolous.

Unexpectedly, they were still targeted, and the patrol soldiers stopped under the shouting of the group leader.

The young group leader stepped out of the crowd and quickly blocked in front of Zhang Jiao, and scolded without humility or arrogance: "My lord, it is inconvenient to drink and feast at night.

But the current war must always grasp the limit, and now that it is about to dawn, you will return here late and let loose your body, please respect your identity. ”

The patrol soldiers in the Hishimaru camp are equivalent to the gendarmes of the modern army, and they are self-contained, and they can be no one in the first place.

There are some stunned people in it, even if the elders of the family have misconduct, they dare to point it out in person, and they are often rewarded, not to mention Zhang Jiao, the head of the Yulin group.

And Zhang Jiao also seemed very knowledgeable, bowed deeply and apologized, "Thank you for reminding me."

After a few more drinks tonight, I am indeed a little dissolute, and I will definitely care about it in the future and will not repeat it. ”

Seeing his humble appearance, the young patrol leader was greatly satisfied, so he did not continue to embarrass his horns, and said in a mansheng voice: "If this is the case, please be an adult." ”

easily let go of the opportunity to make a monstrous achievement, or cause a monstrous disaster.