Otherworldly Ghost Getaway 5200()

Chapter 144

Yi Feng, who was surrounded by light, felt the warm energy pouring into his body, and Yi Feng did not resist. Just when Yi Feng thought that these energies could help break through his neck, he found that after these energies helped him recover, he stopped pouring in.

Yi Feng frowned, and was just about to struggle, but there was a pinprick pain in his mind, and under this pain, Yi Feng's face turned pale in an instant, and he couldn't even raise the strength to resist.

And under this pinprick pain, Yi Feng found that the surging information hit his mind like water, this kind of information made Yi Feng unable to resist at all, and could only bear the pain of the swelling of his mind.

Yi Feng really wanted to find out what was contained in these surging information, but under this pain, he couldn't investigate at all, so he could only absorb it without resistance, and this feeling was like the water in the sea pouring into a river, completely breaking the river.

And the only thing Yi Feng could feel was that the death qi that was originally in the original soul, under the pressure of such information, the death qi suddenly contracted, and a stream of soul power was forced to pour into the original soul, and the original soul, which was already unable to absorb the soul power, was also integrated into the original soul under this great oppression.

With the integration of soul power, Yi Feng could feel that the condensation of the original soul was getting stronger and stronger, and the soul dementor level soared like a rocket under the integration of soul power. In a moment, he broke through the six-star level and stepped into the intermediate level. At the same time, the level of the Dementor is still soaring.

Yi Feng, who was suffering a lot of pain, was completely shocked when he found out about this scene. Yi Feng has an understanding of the death qi above the thousand-year-old level, and with it in the original soul, it is unlikely to raise the level of the soul dementor at all.

But at this moment, the dead qi was locked in the original soul, and it couldn't stop the fusion of soul power at all. Before, Yi Feng also guessed that unless there was a big opportunity, it would be absolutely impossible to raise the level of the dementor before the death qi was clear.

However, at this moment, under this huge oppressive force, the soul power was naturally oppressed. Yi Feng didn't know if it was torture or an opportunity at the moment.

Yi Feng, who was suffering from great pain, continued to break out in cold sweat, and his body was spasmed one by one, and the green tendons were surging to obviously bear great pain.

Yi Feng, who was trying to stay sober, couldn't help but scold in his heart: "I grass, I know that the owner of this site is., mother, such a massive amount of confidence, but like sea water rushing into the sea of knowledge, it is still forced." It's pressing, after all, I don't expect you to be a good bastard like a gentleman. But don't you know how to be gentle?"

Yi Feng scolded from the bottom of his heart and greeted the other party's eighteenth generation ancestor. Although Yi Feng also likes to use it, it is very gentle when I think about it. But this., Yi Feng was ashamed.

Just when Yi Feng scolded for it, the information poured in even more fiercely. So Yi Feng had to stop the angry scolding in his heart and try to maintain his sobriety. The pain of reshaping the meridians is blocked, and there is no reason why it can't be stopped.

At Yi Feng's insistence, his shirt was already drenched with sweat, and with a bang in Yi Feng's mind, the soul dementorship finally broke through the neck of the middle level and entered the six-star high level. At the same time, the surging information also came to an abrupt end, without the oppression of the surging information, there was no trace of the soul power that was originally squeezed into the original soul that could no longer be fused into it, and the dead qi also returned to its original state.

As the light faded, Yi Feng slammed straight on the ground, panting roughly.

Finding out the surging soul power contained in the original soul, Yi Feng was delighted and realized at the same time. Yi Feng faintly understood that death qi was certainly a dark disease, but it was not that there was no way to improve it, and the terrifying oppressive force just now could oppress the death qi into it. In other words, if you want to improve your dementorship, you can, but you have to bear a lot of pain.

Such a result made Yi Feng happy and helpless at the same time. A normal person, who would want to suffer like that. What's more, using such oppressive power to suppress soul power into the original soul is extremely expensive. Although it can improve the soul dementorship, but the effort is thousands of times, it is not necessarily comparable to the casual cultivation of others. How can Yi Feng afford such a loss-making transaction.

"This method still doesn't work, it seems that it can only be the idea of holy water. ”

Thinking of the pain that was worse than death just now, Yi Feng shuddered, and gave up the method of using great oppressive force to help the dementorship improve in his heart.

When Yi Feng gave up this method, his mind also merged into the sea of knowledge, and the surging information just now, Yi Feng wanted to see what it was. After what happened just now, Yi Feng already understood that he should have accepted some kind of information inheritance.

Yi Feng, who was once in the sea of knowledge, sat cross-legged, and as his mind sank more and more. The face grew faster and faster, and in the end it was a completely shocked face.

The demon jade lying on the side looked at Yi Feng who was sitting in place strangely, and a pair of gem eyes turned and stared straight at Yi Feng.

In this situation, it lasted for a long time, for three whole days, Yi Feng completely remained in this action, which made Youyu also a little helpless, galloped into Yi Feng's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep again.

There was no sound in the whole space, and on the fifth day, Yi Feng slowly opened his eyes, but at this time, Yi Feng's mouth could almost stuff an egg. Yi Feng's fingers were illusionary, and the soul dementorship came out of it, and it was cast in front of him in a strange form.

As he cast it, the dementorship covered a bluestone floor on the ground, which was not large, about half a meter in size. However, under the cover of the dementorship, the bluestone disappeared, and a large hole appeared in its original place.

Looking at this big hole, Yi Feng stepped forward and knocked it down lightly with his deep hand. There was a knocking sound on the ground in an instant, and it was obvious that Yi Feng had knocked on the bluestone.

Looking at the empty hole in front of him, he felt the touch of his hand hitting the bluestone. Yi Feng couldn't help but exhale lightly!

"It turns out that this is the illusion!"

Yi Feng waved his hand violently, and the original big hole disappeared in an instant, and it was still the bluestone in its place.

Looking at the bluestone in a daze, at this time, Yi Feng's heart was already covered with shock and ecstasy, no matter how Yi Feng guessed, he didn't think that this inheritance was not a inheritance of exercises, not martial arts, and not to enhance energy.

What has been inherited is the method of making the ancient fantasy, and judging from the information obtained. The method of making this illusion is extremely systematic, and I am afraid that it can be ranked in ancient times. Yi Feng had no doubts about this, because he had experienced it from that illusion that was false and real.

"Illusion!" Yi Feng swallowed deeply. Although the attack is not as good as the martial arts. However, there are also things that can't be compared to the law and so on. For example, such as trapping, such as creating!

You can imagine that on the way to escape, you suddenly create an illusion, whether it can change the direction of the chase for the other party. Moreover, when the strength reaches a certain level, it is not difficult for an illusion to stop an army of tens of millions.

It doesn't take much effort to block an army of tens of millions, how domineering is this?

For example, the illusion that just hid the boulder is just a small means. If you cast that kind of terrifying large-scale illusion, even if you make people kill each other, even suicide is not too much of a problem.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng's heart boiled. Although there are no heaven-level exercises, there are no earth-level exercises. But this kind of auxiliary skill is not inferior to theirs at all.

On this continent, there are fewer and fewer support skills. What's more, it's this almost lost method of making illusions. And since you can make it, you can break other people's illusions. Yi Feng was confident that if he entered that illusion again at this time, he would not need to break through it by brute force, as long as he found the weakness of this illusion, he could easily escape.

Thinking of this, Yi Feng couldn't help but feel excited. I didn't expect that this would be so good. Compared to the illusion, his dementorship soared into nothing.

"The pain this time is worth it!" Yi Feng thought of that pain, and there was no trace of resentment in his heart, these illusion information alone was enough to make Yi Feng forget any pain.

"Hehe, I'm a dementor, otherwise I wouldn't have been able to use this thing. Yi Feng was happy in his heart.

For the illusion, although the strength of the extraordinary martial artist can be created. But for the honorable Yi Feng, it can't be done at all. But for dementors, it's not too much of a problem. To make an illusion, a dementor has a great innate advantage, even if a martial artist of several levels is a few levels higher than a dementor, the illusion created by the dementor may not necessarily be comparable to the dementor.

Therefore, although Yi Feng was only a six-star dementor at this time, he could barely make some illusions. Of course, compared to the illusion made by the owner of this ruin, Yi Feng is far behind.

"The owner of this ruin, can't he also be a dementor, right?"

Yi Feng guessed from the bottom of his heart, but there was a ten-out ** affirmation. After all, many of the methods of making illusions are involved in the use of soul dementorship, how can a martial artist perform soul dementorship? Even if the strength of a martial artist reaches a certain level, he can barely use soul dementorship. However, it is impossible to have spiritualism as the master.

"Tsk, are all dementors good, don't they? seems to be my exception!"

Yi Feng slandered from the bottom of his heart, whether it was the strange old man, Li You, or the owner of this ruin, he was extremely keen on some aspects, which made Yi Feng laugh. He despised them thousands of times in his heart, and there were very few people as pure as him in his heart, and he must maintain the only pure land in the soul master realm and not be in the company of these good people.

==I'm sorry SI, I'm busy just came back, it's late, and there is === at night

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