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Looking at the fist-sized mass of gray-black light in front of him, which was confined to the Senluo realm and could not move, Fang Yan couldn't help but frown secretly.

The thing in front of him was the result of the nearly an hour of hard work he had just worked on: a polymeric substance condensed from the souls of nearly four hundred zombies.

The zombies that died in Fang Yan's hands before were naturally more than these numbers, but the complete souls that he extracted were only so few. As for the other zombie souls, most of them were smashed when they tried the soul attack ability of the Senluo realm in the dialect, and when they tried to extract the souls.

"Rage, chaos, murder...... All that remains in his consciousness is the endless desire for fresh flesh and blood! The value of these souls that have been polluted by demonic energy has been greatly reduced! ”

With a sigh, Fang Yan was about to wave his hand to disperse the soul in front of him, but he seemed to suddenly remember something and stopped moving.

Looking at the soul light cluster in front of him, a thoughtful light flashed in Fang Yan's eyes.

"Perhaps...... Can you do this? ”

I saw that as Fang Yan's mind moved, this group of demon soul light that was confined in the Senluo realm suddenly disappeared in front of him.

And on the gray crystal suspended in the sea of dialect consciousness, a rune suddenly flickered at this moment.

Sinking his consciousness into the gray crystal, Fang Yan's gaze was aimed at one of the hundred and thirty-seven illusory worlds. The group of demon souls that had disappeared in front of Fang Yan before was now quietly suspended in the middle of that world.

Fang Yan glanced at this miniature illusory world, only to find that it was still chaotic inside. Except for the location of the demon soul, the rest of the place was filled with a chaotic mist.

Fang Yan then remembered that after opening up the one hundred and thirty-seven miniature illusory worlds, he had not yet adjusted the interior of these worlds because he was in a hurry to study innate witchcraft.

At this moment, these miniature illusory worlds that have been opened up are still in the most primitive state in front of the dialect.

After groaning slightly, Fang Yan planned to make some adjustments to the miniature illusory world in front of him according to the concept in his heart.

The interior of the miniature illusory world is not very vast, and it is only about half the size of the town where the dialect is at the moment, so the dialect does not intend to set the terrain of this world too complicated.

As soon as his mind moved, the dialect began to operate the meditation method of the Ten Thousand Worlds.

This world was originally a world opened up according to the meditation method of the Senluo Ten Thousand Worlds, and it has the same root and origin as the spiritual power of the dialect.

Or it should be said that these 137 miniature illusory worlds are actually a kind of spiritual virtual world evolved from the seed of the world.

At this moment, under the influence of the Senluo Ten Thousand Realms Meditation Method that operated in the dialect, his control over this world suddenly reached an extreme.

Fang Yan can even feel that the life and death of this world is in the hands of his own thoughts. It only takes one thought for the world to dissipate and disappear.

However, Fang Yan naturally wouldn't do such a thing that would damage his foundation, don't look at the miniature illusory worlds he currently has mastered, but if he wants to cultivate the Senluo Ten Thousand Realms Meditation Method to the extreme, it is still far from enough to rely on the current hundred or so worlds!

Having all the authority in control of this world, Fang Yan naturally sensed the spiritual energy hidden in the chaotic mist. Instinctively, Fang Yan understood what he was going to do next.

I saw that as Fang Yan's mind moved, the chaotic mist that permeated the world suddenly began to dissipate.

At the same time, scenes created from the images in the dialect's mind began to appear one by one in this miniature illusory world.

Brick houses, cement roads...... Towering power poles...... Random parking of all kinds of cars on the street......

It didn't take long for a modern village and town that looked very ordinary to appear in this world.

"It turns out that the meditation method of the wizard's apprenticeship stage is the 'Senluo Fantasy Realm' part, which is prepared for now......"

Looking at the very familiar environment in front of him, Fang Yan's eyes couldn't help but flash a trace of nostalgia and sentimentality.

This is what the dialect's hometown on Earth looked like in its previous life.

Suppressing a sudden trace of emotion in his heart, Fang Yan began to carefully examine his work.

After a moment, Fang Yan nodded in satisfaction.

Thanks to the training of the apprentice-level chapter of "Senluo Ten Thousand Worlds Meditation Method", "Senluo Fantasy World", the village and town embodied by the dialect at this time are not flawless, but there are basically no obvious bugs.

Except, of course, that there are no humans to be seen in this village.

After the dialect added some mountain peaks and hills around the villages and towns, the spiritual energy formed by the chaotic mist was also consumed.

"It's a pity!" Fang Yan sighed, he was still going to create some more human beings, but he didn't expect that the spiritual energy of this illusory world had already been used up. But-

He turned his head to look at the mass of demonic spirits still suspended in the middle of the world, and in a flash of thought, he let go of his restraints.

"With the power of the people's business as food...... Just let me see what kind of growth method you have! ”

After losing the restraint of dialects, the gray-black demon soul suddenly became like a wild horse on the loose, turning into gray-black mist and scattering in all directions.

But before these zombie demon souls could wreak havoc in this world, a huge devouring force suddenly came from all directions, and these demon souls didn't even have a chance to struggle, so they were all devoured by the world as nourishment.

Fang Yan's face remained unchanged, but a hint of joy flashed in his eyes.

"As expected," he said secretly in his heart, "even if they have been polluted by the demonic energy of hell, these demonic souls still belong to the soul type of substance, which can be devoured and absorbed by the illusory world!" ”

"I just don't know how much growth this illusory world can get after swallowing the soul power of nearly four hundred people?"

The result did not disappoint Fang Yan, after swallowing the soul power of four hundred people, the spiritual energy that had been consumed by Fang Yan suddenly recovered some of it out of thin air.

"The energy has recovered about fifteen percent—" Fang Yan's mind moved, and he knew the newly increased spiritual energy.

Fang Yan was about to use these spiritual energies to manifest some more human beings, when suddenly, a black ball of mud appeared in the center of the world at an unknown time, and his eyes were drawn again.

"It's—"

As soon as Fang Yan had doubts in his heart, a feedback message from the world suddenly appeared in his consciousness. (To be continued.) )

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