At this time, Shijie finally turned into nothingness, and those lava, crystal wall fragments, and tornadoes all gradually melted into the pitch black, becoming a part of the endless pitch black.

Now, the three of them are just stepping on the darkness, and if they can't still make a sound, I really wonder if they are just a part of the darkness.

Feng Qinglang's fingers crossed the darkness, and a flash of fire lit up from his fingertips, becoming the only light in this shijie.

Angge couldn't help but wonder: "This is a broken shijie, there are no rules, and there can still be light in weishenme?"

Feng Qinglang said calmly: "Suppose all the gods of a shijie have left, and there are no rules...... Then, we are now the creator god, and the rules we have made are this shijie brand new rules, and I say that if there is light, there will be light."

This time, not only did Ang Ge fall into deep thought, but even Wu Yuan Nara frowned slightly, falling into thought, as if he had faintly gained something from it.

So, she also tried to summon the light, and her fingers also crossed the darkness, but she couldn't even draw a spark, and couldn't help but be annoyed: "Why can't I do it?"

"Because I was the first to summon the light, so the light godhead belongs to me" Feng Qinglang's fingertips touched Wu Yuan Nala's fingertips lightly, and passed the dazzling flame to the other party's hand, which was very bright.

The moment the fingertips touched, Wu Yuan Nara trembled inexplicably, just like a certain string in his heart, at this moment, it was also gently flicked, and it was also like the altar in the middle of the heart lake, and suddenly it also ignited a flame...... For a while, she forgot to answer.

Feng Qinglang pursed his lips, what he didn't tell the other party was that this was shijie after the collapse of a thousand years in an instant, not an ordinary godless place, in this shijie, when the crystal wall is complete, if the ability of the illusionists is infinite, it can completely replicate everything in the outside shijie, and it is not comparable to ordinary illusion shijie at all.

So, even here, how easy is it to re-establish the rules? If it was Shijie after the general collapse, he would have already let the light spread.

Wu Yuan Nara suddenly said very nervously: "I kind of understand, at the beginning of the creation of the world, the gods and spirits are particularly prone to aiqing?"

Unge realized: "Is it because the light in the darkness is particularly moving?"

"No, just because there are so few people, there are basically no choices......"

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly: "Follow me, I'll try to take you away"

He was all too familiar with everything here, and along this street, at the end, was where the sculpture was, and of course, there were no streets, no buildings...... There is only boundless darkness, and it can only be walked through with memory, but Feng Qinglang knows that the sculpture is still there, even if Shijie collapses, it is still there

That bit of light leads the way in front, Feng Qinglang's not tall back, now in the eyes of Ang Ge and Wu Yuan Nara, it is so majestic They have not been alone in the dark, but the darkness after Shijie collapses is a completely different kind of desolation and profundity, and there are always some childhood fears, as if in the deep darkness around them, they will suddenly stretch out a claw or something strange, and they will take themselves away at once, and they will fall into darkness forever......

Because this silent suffocation feeling was too strong, Wu Yuan Nara was already following closely behind Feng Qinglang, and Ang Ge fell to Zuihou instead, which made His Excellency the Illusionist feel a little embarrassed, this mysterious experience Zuihou, the tour guide was led away by the tourists.

"Hey, can you go faster?" Wu Zunela bumped into Feng Qinglang's back again, and couldn't help but protest.

"There is some spatial turbulence around......"

As soon as Feng Qinglang's words came out, the two of them were in a state of frustration, and suddenly turned into trembling and walking on thin ice, Feng Qinglang couldn't help but smile and continued: "But I'm not sure...... Maybe it's a way to exit, after all, there is always exclusivity in chaos after collapse, that is...... I don't know if stepping into those turbulences will return to our original shijie"

It was meant to be comforting, but I heard the two of them creepy for no reason.

Feng Qinglang stopped again and said softly: "Follow closely, there is a space turbulence, let's go around." ”

For the two of them, the road ahead was pitch black, and they didn't know how Feng Qinglang could identify the turbulence, but they still followed Feng Qinglang honestly every step of the way, bypassing the nothingness, and Ange felt that Zuihou's face had to be put down, and he pulled up a ribbon of Wu Yuannala's fluttering long skirt, and he was a trace of spiritual connection, just like a child crossing the road, and followed honestly.

The further he went, the stronger the suffocation became, and he exhaled violently, feeling that he had to say something to distract him, and said, "Hey, who is that? What kind of illusion is this? Weishenme will have a sculpture of Di Allen? What kind of illusionist is the voice coming from Zuihou, as if he thinks very highly of himself?"

Feng Qinglang said: "There are too many questions, I can't hear clearly, which one do you want to ask?" ”

Uganala said, "Tell me what kind of illusion it is, it seems to be very powerful."

Feng Qinglang said: "Uh...... Remember, the first question wasn't this. ”

“...... Which one? That's the first question?"

"Well, my name is Wen Ruyu, a humble gentleman, gentle as jade"

"What is your name, what is the meaning of the name, what is the philosophical meaning, the old lady wants to ask, what kind of illusion is this?"

"Uh...... There's space turbulence again. ”

In the midst of the messy conversation, they finally returned to the position of the sculpture, and sure enough, Di Allen's sculpture was still standing tall in the sky

After getting this confirmation, Feng Qinglang realized that the general illusion technique was based on the spiritual sea of the illusionist as the main battlefield, but in the blink of an eye, it was the spiritual sea of the caster as the main battlefield, and then the real shijie was copied into it, achieving the name of the strongest illusion in its history

In order not to frighten the two behind him, Feng Qinglang, who has a shattered shijie bright godhead, decisively blocked the vision of this sculpture, and in the eyes of Angge and Wu Yuan Nala, it was still a deep darkness.

"Hey, what are you doing in a daze? Could it be that when you look up, you don't see darkness?"

Feng Qinglang turned his head and found that the two of them also raised their heads, and couldn't help but smile: "Your Excellency Unge, you try to sense the spiritual channel you originally assumed, is it still there?"

The position of the sculpture is equivalent to the only lighthouse in this dilapidated shijie, the mainstay of his own spiritual sea, in other words, all the rules that existed before, in this position, they still exist.