The phantom array is different from the illusion, the illusion needs to be artificially arranged, and the formation can be broken by finding the source and killing, but the illusion array is a once and for all formation, it will become more terrifying as your fear deepens, and after experiencing it once, if you are not strong-willed, you will still fall into the formation, and each time it is different, and the way to solve it is also different, and there is no direct way to break the formation.

But any illusion is related to willpower.

Those who are fearless and fearless will not provoke these ghosts, but those who are heavy in mind and have many concerns are easy to fall into the phantom array.

Song Jue has always been firm in his heart, this formation is like a void to him, which has a lot to do with his identity and experience, after all, the formation he has experienced is much more insidious and terrifying than this, but for Jiu'er, it is extremely tricky!

All illusionists are born based on the events that you fear in the deepest part of your heart, and what you fear at first time, it will come.

And Jiu'er carries the experience of her previous life, and her heart is naturally stronger, and she can't achieve the so-called fearlessness, which is a drawback that cannot be changed.

And the most uncomfortable thing for her now is that she can't do it.

It's like you know that there are enemies around you, but you can't find them anyway, you can't kill them, you can't get out, and you're stuck in this infinite cycle of death.

"Isn't this a vision?"

Jiu'er muttered to herself, stopped her steps and squatted and stood in place, her fingers inserted into the snow on the ground, a clear chill passed from her fingertips to every cell in her body, hundreds of thoughts crossed her mind, and she unconsciously pinched the snowball in her hand, and then smashed it hard, and the snowball disappeared directly in front of her eyes.

Song Jue's eyebrows swept the traces at the end of his coat, how much did this woman hate him, and she could smash him with a snowball in the phantom array? In the heart of the belly, the powerful index finger gently patted the snow beads that stuck to the coat, when he raised his eyes, he saw that the eyes had long since disappeared the hopeless hollowness before, on the contrary, with a firm confidence, he couldn't help but hook the corners of his lips, the shallow smile coefficient fell in Xingye's eyes, and when he raised his eyes, he fluttered his wings and landed on Song Jue's shoulder, slightly surprised.

"Little master, she seems to know what to do..."

I saw that the strange and bloated figure that was a little ugly suddenly stood up, a pair of peach blossom eyes swept around with a little disdain, raised his middle finger lazily with his right hand, turned around and lowered his head, and closed his eyes directly.

"Song Jue, I know that you are not far from me, and there is a way for me to come out but you haven't made a move."

Xingye was suddenly messy in the wind, and Song Jue was still a little incompetent, and the voice that could always fall in his heart for the first time sounded again.

"You may be watching a good show, or you may be a little bored, of course, I know you are honing me, and I appreciate that you are so attentive, but I still want to say that you have offended me!"

There is not even a greeting prompt, she is not immune to the illusion, she really can't get out if she is not careful, people who have never died will never realize what a terrible thing death is, and she is not afraid of all zombie enemies, only afraid of this kind of silent death that penetrates deep into the soul, which will make her lifeless and hopeless.

The sound of the wind hit, mixed with the cold air, Jiu'er twitched the tip of her nose, the corners of her ears moved, her pace shifted slightly, and the figure that was originally opposite to Song Jue became opposite, her pace was extremely fast, and she quickly ran.

It was dark ahead, and I couldn't see anything with my eyes closed, but there was a slightly undulating beating sound, accompanied by the wisps of male hormones that were blown by the wind, and the tip of my nose coincided with the smell of last night.

Jiu'er stood still, raised her hand slightly, and finally leaned out her hand in the direction of her heart, the warmth accompanied by a powerful heartbeat was transmitted from the palm to her mind, Jiu'er smiled slightly, suddenly opened her eyes, and raised her head into the deep pupils.

The four eyes are facing each other, one is as deep as the sea, the other is smiling, and Xingye has been surprised to praise "less than a quarter of an hour, little master, you are amazing!" ”

Xingye's praise of the obvious truth made Jiu'er couldn't help but feel good, she has always admired this kind of visionary person, and she heard Song Jue's light and casual tone slowly sounded, "How long do you have to put your hand?" ”

Jiu'er couldn't help but roll her eyes towards the sky, vivid and seductive, Song Jue resisted the urge to take the person into his arms, restrained the curvature of the corners of his eyes and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, pursed his lips, there was no expression on his face, and his eyes fell on the hands in his pocket, and in less than a quarter of an hour, there was a phantom array, which Song Jue never expected anyway, although he believed that this woman could definitely do it, but he didn't expect it to be so fast.

"Did you feel my heart beat faster with those words to determine my location?"

Jiu'er nodded, there were many things she still wanted to ask the people in front of her, and immediately explained her thoughts one by one: "At first, I thought it was an illusion, but I haven't found any zombies and mutated animals that perform illusions, so I wonder if it will not be an illusion, but I don't know how to start, everything depends on that snowball, and my sensitive sense of smell." ”

"You feel where I am?"

"No, I just smell you."

Song Jue frowned, and when Xingye fluttered his wings and landed on Jiu'er's shoulder, "How is it possible, the master will never use incense or anything like that, and there will never be any smell." ”

Jiu'er believes that this is true, if Song Jue really has any special fragrance on his body, the secret service team may have found him a long time ago, but what she said is also the truth: "I do feel his taste." ”

Xingye was about to say something, and then he thought of something in a flash, the master had never been close to and communicated with anyone, as a demon god, who saw him was either respectful and respectful a few meters away, or it took courage to look up, not to mention the closer point to carefully experience the ethereal taste, who had seen him either respectful or dead, and who else had the blessing to stay in his arms? Have such an intimate encounter?

And the girl in front of her is really a blessing from eight lifetimes of cultivation, and she inexplicably entered the eyes of the master, at this time, I am afraid that even the heart has entered, and she will not continue this topic at the moment, revealing a flattering smile: "The little master is really powerful." ”

Jiu'er smiled, the experience made her fall into a phantom array, but at the same time, it also made her smart enough.

"It's all the same, no matter what kind of illusion it is, it's a false picture of the inner structure, but I'm still curious about what it is? Could it be the so-called formation on TV? Jiu'er looked sideways at Song Jue, the two walked side by side, as for whether there would be danger or something, no one bothered, anyway, she couldn't sense it, no matter how cautious she was, what should come would always come, it was better for the soldiers to cover the water and earth, and let it be.

Song Jue was amazed by the so-called TV, he didn't have a chance to watch all this, but he could see this thing from some materials and various books, how could he know everything?

This thought was only a matter that drifted through his mind for a moment, Song Jue looked ahead without squinting, but immediately replied, "That's the phantom array." ”

Sure enough, as expected, Jiu'er nodded and continued to ask: "Is there any other way besides me being able to play in this way?" ”

"Didn't you just say that? Why do you have to ask me. ”

Jiu'er paused, went through what she said from beginning to end, and finally raised her head and her eyes were slightly bright, Song Jue was waiting for her a few meters away, and when she saw that she seemed to react, she said lightly: "If it is illusory, it means false, what is there to be afraid of?" ”

This sentence simply made a concise principle of all her understanding, just this short time, Jiu'er had a feeling that it was worth the trip, this sentence accompanied her until a long time later, no matter what demons and illusions she encountered, she could easily break it.

The two of them walked forward together, not only did they not feel the slightest fear, but they were full of anticipation for the future.

The so-called close to Zhu is red and close to ink is black, presumably this is the truth, with a domineering man like Song Jue, she also inexplicably has an illusion of taking a wooden stick to break into the world, plus the chatter of Xingye, Song Jue will not feel bored even if he doesn't say a word.

The criss-crossing traffic facilities are lined up in all directions, and the avenues constitute the blood and skeleton of the city, S Province as the most noble and prosperous capital in China, covers a huge area, and the most prosperous city is the area named W, although it is called a district, but its area is the size of a small provincial capital.

High-rise buildings stand, major well-known shopping malls, hotels, playgrounds, stadiums, etc. have made countless celebrities and wealthy businessmen, countless entertainment for people to play and pastime, the former prosperity and prosperity of the crowd have long since ceased to exist, and the W area at this time in addition to the crisis, in addition to the crisis, people can not feel anything else.

Song Jue elegantly chewed the tasteless white-flour steamed bun in his hand, his eyes fell on the surrounding buildings casually, the sky was bright, and the city shrouded in darkness at night showed its original shape, even if he had seen it many times, he was still impressed by the brains of the human beings on the earth.

It's small, barren and weak, but it's strange and powerful.

You can't fly without spiritual power, but you can create a machine that can take off into the air, and you can create a bomb that destroys a city without a lethal spiritual weapon.

Magical country, magical people, compared to the boring world of cultivating immortals, the people here seem to never be bored, if this is not the end of the world, it is a good place to linger.

"What's that building?"

Jiu'er squirted out a mouthful of water directly, and the steamed buns that had not been swallowed were stuck in the throat and made people uncomfortable, and he frowned and opened his mouth to look at Song Jue in disbelief, and then landed in the tall building not far away that stood like a giant, and the iconic four stars were still hanging on the wall, and explained in a low voice: "This is the hotel." ”

Song Jue nodded, and automatically searched for the words of the hotel in his mind, the sign of this building had long been destroyed, and he was not familiar with the words here, otherwise he would not have opened his mouth to ask.