Cheng Lin suddenly raised his head.

I saw a vague black shadow flying from above my head.

It seemed to be an ugly bird, its eyes were so white that they almost protruded from its sockets, and its wings were mutilated, but its figure was very swift, and in its twisted beak, there were drops of blood falling like saliva.

"It's ugly."

Cheng Lin thought.

At the same time, his right hand, almost instinctively, stretched out slightly, and a wisp of thought entered the palm lines.

Inside the initial space, in the central area, the refining furnace was constantly repairing the He Sword, and in the turquoise furnace, the dark flame wrapped the He Sword and slowly burned.

Suddenly, as if he had received some kind of summoning, He Jian suddenly trembled, and in the blink of an eye, the black fire on the surface collapsed, and it turned into a black light and flew out, being held in Cheng Lin's hand.

"Die!"

With the sword in his hand, Cheng Lin turned on the "body control" The whole person tilted down like the most clever acrobat, but the blade had already been drawn, and with a brush, the extremely sharp He sword easily broke through the bird's chest and disemboweled.

The next moment, countless rotting internal organs sprayed down from the wound, Cheng Lin's face changed, and he hurriedly flew back to dodge, compared to the attack of the birds, these things were obviously much more terrifying!

As soon as he dodged this one, Cheng Lin only felt that the ground was shaking, and from the dense fog in front of him, a "bear" with half of its head already rotting, revealing its white bones, its eyes were red, and it was very vicious.

Cheng Lin frowned, lifted his toes, jumped upward, his body melted into the wind, He Jian stabbed out of the void, spun, and cut off the rotten head, but the remaining body still rushed forward until it hit the trunk of the tree and fell.

Before he could take a breath, all sorts of strange creatures roared and lunged at him in all directions.

In addition to a group of demonized creatures in this world that were obviously not quite right, what surprised Cheng Lin the most was that there were also a large number of black elves among them!

"Why are there black elves here? Didn't all of them attack Krum? ”

Cheng Lin frowned.

But at this moment, he didn't have time to think about it, he unfolded his sword, and with the effect of "Wind Traveler", he hid in the wind, stabbing out a sword every time, and even without any ability, he slashed one monster after another at his feet.

In a short time, a mountain of corpses was piled up where he stood.

During the whole process, Cheng Lin did not use the "Silver Moon Cane", although as long as he picked up the cane and released a "Ring of Eternal Burning" was enough to burn the surroundings, he did not do so, but honed his fighting skills through this.

It's just that, gradually, Cheng Lin felt struggling.

Those monsters in the dark seemed to be endless, he had killed so much, and he had not seen a decrease, but more and more, and the combat power of these monsters was getting stronger and stronger, as if they were ascending layer by layer, and by now, the black elves who rushed were already equivalent to the three-grade combat power.

"Something is wrong."

Cheng Lin frowned.

He took a leap into the air, looking down at the earth, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

I can't tell what's wrong, but it always feels awkward.

Seeing him break away from the battle group, the monsters on the ground raised their heads and roared, and in the shadows farther away, it seemed that more terrifying and powerful beings were rapidly approaching.

The whole area has also become more eerie.

The cold yin wind shook the trees, and in the dark and dead silence, Cheng Lin was stunned to find that those trees were actually "alive" at the same time and began to writhe, and those branches that were like devil's arms twisted and wound towards him.

From every direction.

Heaven and earth.

Endless.

"Something is wrong!"

Cheng Lin silently muttered to himself, and after a moment of hesitation, he actually put away the sword with his backhand, took off his whole body guard, and spread his hands to embrace this strange space.

"Woo~"

He closed his eyes, dissolved the effect of the Wind Traveler, and let himself fall to the ground, to the monster, to the mountain of corpses.

The creepy wind in his ears whipped his hair, and his cheeks felt like a cold hand caressing his skin.

It was as if the murmur of the devil came from hell, and it hit his mind like a demonic sound.

Shaking his heart.

The gust of wind shook the wood, trying to disturb his mind.

Cheng Lin just didn't move.

Just falling.

Fall.

Fall.

Then, he smelled the foul smell of the monsters, felt the pain boundless, and seemed to be torn apart by the claws and fangs, and then devoured.

"They're tearing me apart and eating me."

Cheng Lin was soberly aware.

It's a rare experience.

Then, Cheng Lin only felt that the world was spinning.

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself lying quietly on the bed in the dormitory.

He rolled over, leaned on the bed, and looked out the window.

Outside the window was a dark sky and a light mist rolling up.

"I'm dead?"

Cheng Lin looked at his good body, he got up, pushed open the door of the safe house, and walked out again, stepping on the branches of the World Tree with both feet.

Look closely.

There was no wriggling earth under his feet, no dark sky overhead, silence all around, cold wind blowing his body, no monsters, no mountains of corpses, no rivers of blood.

He was already standing in the mist, the trunk of the World Tree visible before his eyes.

"Hallucinations? Was it a hallucination? ”

Cheng Lin's eyes showed a look of awakening.

However, after a moment, he shook his head again: "It's not a simple illusion, it's more like my soul has been dragged into some battlefield. ”

Cheng Lin realized that when he was killed on that battlefield, he was truly dead.

Of course, because of the existence of a safe house, he can be reborn infinitely even if he dies.

That's why he woke up in the safe house.

However, the monsters and those attacks obviously did not exist, which instantly reminded him of a spiritual illusion type attack - in the classroom of the Ninth Academy, the teacher had talked about this part, and individual perception cultivators had similar abilities, but they were not as powerful as one-ten-thousandth of the scene just now.

"Sure enough, there is a problem."

Cheng Lin muttered.

The next moment, a message came through his mind:

【Congratulations on completing Mission 3】

[Your account receives 5 yuan]

[Quest 4: You have explored the mystery of the soul illusion, you have seen the truth, you need to follow the guidance of the cursor, enter the world tree, and complete the final purification]

[Intimate tip: There are special rewards for completing tasks~]

……

Cheng Lin was silent, trying not to have too high expectations for the so-called "special reward".

"If there is no luxury, there will be no disappointment."

He said to himself.

Then, he dusted off his clothes, raised his eyes, and saw the "cursor" appearing.

"Whew~"

A gust of wind blew, Cheng Lin rode the wind, and went all the way up along the cursor, I don't know how long he flew, just when he was a little tired, finally, a "tree hole" appeared in front of him.

It's more like a tree hole than a giant arch.

It's a huge platform, and there are some altar-like buildings nearby, which should have been built by the elves, but nowadays, there are no traces of it.

Even the bones of the elves were not seen.

Taking a breath, Cheng Lin walked towards the dark hole, as if walking into a tunnel, because of the darkness, he casually lit a low-temperature fireball to illuminate, the more he walked in, the more empty he felt, as if even in the long river of time, only the cursor under his feet still faithfully indicated the ahead, proving that he was still moving forward.

I don't know how long I walked, Cheng Lin saw a ball of light.

He walked briskly over and plunged headlong into it.

Then, the eyes were cheerful.

A space that resembled a dome appeared in front of him.

Colorful lights illuminate the space.

His gaze followed the cursor, looking higher.

In this huge space, there is a floating island.

It's small, at least indescribably smaller than the World Tree, about the size of a shopping mall.

At this moment, on this barren floating island, there is a behemoth entrenched, and the moment Cheng Lin saw it, it also saw Cheng Lin.

"What is this?"

Cheng Lin gasped.