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At the same time, the same drama is playing out in various places in the barracks, and the bastard Bai Yan only needs to look at someone else, and that person turns back into the illusion of being caught in a bloody battlefield, and then after a struggle, whether to choose death or defection, which is really a question.

And Hairuo's mission is not as smooth as imagined, Bai Yan means that he wants them to use the mirror reflection and water flow shaping abilities to carry out some visual mirage arrangements to interfere with the enemy, and let Qiu Zhiyu arrange them in the sky.

But the skills of these three people are not up to par, and they haven't seen any mirages appear after working for a long time, but the mirror reflection of the water mist adds a lot of weird atmosphere to this military camp, making Bai Yan's illusion seem more real, as if there are really Yin soldiers who come to ask for their lives.

Because of the die-hard loyalty of some people, after getting the illusion hint of white smoke, they actually ran to report to those generals, maybe the end of the war was doomed, and they wanted to pull those people to leave with them.

As a result, more and more people were woken up from their sleep, and their hearts were full of fear when they saw the fog around them disperse, which was extremely weird.

Bai Yan was also a little depressed, although this fog played a very good auxiliary role in his psychological suggestion, but it also blocked his eyes from looking at others. So much so that Bai Yan now sees one release an illusion, and it doesn't matter if it's repeated or not, it can scare one away.

When Bai Yan's illusion was applied to the five hundredth person, Bai Yan's forehead was already covered with fine sweat, he sat down and kept rubbing his forehead, the excessive use of mental power made him have a headache now, such a large-scale illusion, even a fourth-level powerhouse could not bear it.

Bai Yan took out some pills from his arms and stuffed them into his mouth, which were some drugs that Manjiang specially left for himself to restore his mental power when he left, which could replenish his consumption in a short time.

After adjusting for half an hour, many people walked out of the military tent because of things like changing the guard, and Bai Yan couldn't care about his fatigue and continued to fight with his illusions.

"How can there be fog? What is this chaos?" In the hurry, many generals began to organize people to arrest those deserters and look for those who caused chaos, but the fog became thicker and thicker, and it was so difficult to find someone.

As soon as Bai Yan pulled the dozen or so people who passed him closer to the illusion, he felt a wave of soul power unleashed, and he was looking around for something. I guess this is the guy of his own kind who is using his abilities to find troublesome enemies.

Looking for the fluctuation of soul power, the white smoke lurked in the direction of the past, anyway, the fog was thick, and with his own soul power blocking, the other party couldn't find his position at all.

In the midst of the flow of people, the white smoke suddenly stopped, and the position of the same kind suddenly changed, as if the white smoke had been discovered.

"Is there any other way for the other party to identify him?" Bai Yan was a little puzzled, it was the first time for him to fight between his kind, his own ability was already strange enough, and the other party's would not be normal.

Gradually, he retracted his soul power, and the figure of the white smoke disappeared into the corner with a flicker, waiting for the person's reaction. After a while, the guy really didn't find any trace of white smoke, so he had to start probing again, trying to find the location of the white smoke.

Using roundabout tactics, Bai Yan circled around the camp tent, slowly approaching this kind of person, and the soul power interference on his body flickered, making it difficult for the other party to capture his position.

Just when he was still about thirty meters away from the other party, Bai Yan walked casually, and the poisonous needle liquid in his hand was exposed, aiming at that position, dozens of flying needles flew out one after another, and he heard more than a dozen metal impacts, and the poisonous needle seemed to have hit something.

"Could it be that the opponent already has a defense?" Bai Yan sped up, thirty meters was only a matter of a second for him, and the soul shock had already emitted in waves during its movement, trying to knock the opponent down on the first contact.

Sure enough, when the soul fluctuation rushed out, he heard a pop of falling to the ground, so Bai Yan basically determined the location of this guy, and it was already very close Bai Yan had noticed that it was a young man who looked about twenty years old, but the shape was too strange, wearing a colorful robe, a black scarf on his head, and a wooden cane, a bit of a wizard's style.

The crimson short sword in his hand was thrown straight into his waist, Bai Yan didn't dare to determine how long his soul impact would have an effect on him, a long-distance attack was absolutely necessary.

When a strong wind hit, the wizard lying on the ground hurriedly rolled in a circle, his own ability did not have much combat power, but he was much stronger than normal people in terms of detection and soul strength.

"Ruthless enough, he actually wants to kill me by this means. The wizard stood up, straightened his clothes, and then looked at the white smoke.

"That's a lot of nonsense. "Bai Yan doesn't want to pay attention to him, this is his military camp, and the faint soul fluctuation has already let Bai Yan know that this guy is already informing others to support him.

"Don't rush to action, don't you want to know how I found your traces, how can I dodge your soul attack?" the wizard said with the wooden cane and white smoke in a hard fight.

"Cut!" Bai Yan took a sip disdainfully, as a soul illusionist who had obtained all of Manjiang's cultivation experience, how could Bai Yan not know how he did it.

Soul detection abilities can be large or small, and the smaller the more accurate. Especially the guy with strong control ability, he will leave a small range of about three meters around him to stay alive, so Bai Yan's tricks are found and even blocked with something, which is a normal thing, but now at such a close distance, can a wizard's hand-to-hand combat ability be better than his own?

Flashing Cloud Three-Style Chain, although this wizard has received special combat training, but the combat effectiveness is still a little worse, under the onslaught of white smoke, there are at least five more wounds on the body.

"Damn, soul curse. The wizard was a little flustered, although he was a steppe warrior, he still cherished his life very much in his bones.

Seeing that his reinforcements had lost their position in the fog, and it was difficult for them to help them in a short time, the wizard used his second skill, which was a soul curse that could seal the opponent's soul in a short period of time, making him lose his normal combat ability. He can only use such an ability to defy the sky once a day, and the consumption of soul power is too huge.

"Hey, soul curse. "Bai Yan had just taken a move, and when the soul power on his body was being sealed, the Spirit King in the first soul circle of Bai Yan suddenly jumped out.

The Spirit King is the most talented race among the soul demons, and this soul curse is a piece of cake for him. Seeing that he took a big breath, all the curse powers that were originally in Bai Yan's body entered his mouth, and Bai Yan's soul power returned to normal.

"Thank you, King Ling. A relaxed white smoke flew with his fingers, and dozens of throwing knives were drawn from his waist and struck at the wizard's throat and limbs.

"Ahh It's just that the throwing knives in those places in the chest and throat only pierced into the clothes, and did not penetrate the body at all.

"The gall mice are actually defended with steel plates in the main part of their bodies. "Bai Yan looks down on this guy more and more, although it is said that the soul illusionist is biased towards support, his combat power is weak, and his body is even more vulnerable, but you won't cherish your life so much.

The sore wizard sat on the ground, looking at the bleeding arm and feeling extremely annoyed, why did he accept the invitation to come here to do this errand, he knew how good it would be to stay in the city and enjoy the blessings.

"Don't, don't kill me, we're the same kind, and I know a lot of the secrets of this army. The wizard prayed.

"Unfortunately, I'm not interested in those. "There are human notes, where is there a secret in front of the white smoke.

Seeing the crimson short sword in Bai Yan's hand flipping, a blood flower immediately bloomed on the wizard's head, and half of his head was cut off by Bai Yan, and his brains came out, and people who were already dead could no longer die.

"Shame on the soul illusionist. White Smoke looked at the corpse with great disdain, and the figure suddenly disappeared into the tent.

After half a minute, someone finally arrived here, the fog is too tricky, obviously less than a hundred meters away from him, but he can't find where. After the wizard released the spirit waves, he never released them again, causing many people to come and get close to him, but they couldn't find anyone anywhere.

This is also the insidious nature of White Smoke, releasing soul fluctuations while fighting to block the position within ten meters of the wizard's vicinity, making it impossible to release its proud soul detection ability at all.

"It's the wizard, and he's been killed. Looking at the wizard whose skull was lifted, a lieutenant's face turned blue, this is the soul illusionist they have worked so hard to find, and it is gone.

"Someone is making trouble in the camp, and quickly tell the general that wherever there is any Longji Cangsheng Heavenly Manifestation, it is all this kid who is playing ghosts. ”

After a noise in the barracks, I heard the sound of beating war drums in the tent of the Chinese military camp, and the guys who were originally trapped in the white smoke and thought about death or escape were attracted by the war drums towards the sound.

"Great storm. ”

I heard a burst of shouts from the three people, and several illusionists with wind system abilities in the barracks joined forces to release the storm ability, and under the powerful sharp blow, most of the fog in the barracks of those defenders dissipated, but when everyone saw the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but take a few steps back and huddle together, how could there be corpses everywhere in this barracks!

It turned out that Bai Yan had already started to kill people directly when he saw that the strong people in the army had already begun to do it. Seeing that they couldn't play any physical phenomenon explained by Bai Yan, Chang Bing and the three of them had already let go of their hands and feet to launch a series of assassination operations.