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This is the most frightening time Feng Qinglang has ever experienced since studying illusion. It completely surpassed his original world view of illusion. Damn it, there should be a fountain there, not a giant sculpture or something else, and it shouldn't be the same as ancestor Di. Allen has nothing to do with it.

He quickly checked the crystal wall of the illusion world, everything was as usual, there was no sign of being invaded by outside spirits, just like any illusion in the past, everything should be under control!

Although the illusionist opponents who were attending the class were still trying to find the flaws in their illusions, they even squatted down at the bottom of the oven where the dragon wings were roasted, but they didn't feel the slightest threat from them.

Feng Qinglan's eyes are still fixed on the face of the sculpture, but her mental power has already roamed every corner of the illusion world at high speed. Every person, every tree, and every blade of grass here are his creations. He was eager to discover some clues, some kind of master-level illusionist must have invaded his spiritual world, but to his disappointment, everything was so normal that it couldn't be more normal!

That can only show that there is something wrong with him, something wrong with his spiritual world!Only then did a thing that shouldn't exist appear in his illusion crystal wall!

Dongfang Pei, who was beside him, first noticed Feng Qinglang's strangeness, and quickly pressed heavily on his back, secretly supporting him, from the slightly trembling body of the other party, to the inexplicable gathering of black clouds in the sky, Dongfang Pei It can be judged that Feng Qinglang is in trouble, and it must be a big trouble.

"What's wrong?" He asked in a deep voice.

Feng Qinglang looked in the direction of Di Allen's sculpture, raised her chin slightly: "There shouldn't be a sculpture, let alone him!"

Dongfang Pei looked up, and the sculpted face under the sweeping dark clouds and above the mid-air was very familiar. He quickly found out who this person was in his mind, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly. Di Allen's reputation was truly Taisheng, known as the most powerful person in human history, even if it spans a thousand years, he can still shake the heart of another sage in the future.

"It is said that the subconscious mind sometimes affects the illusionist's crystal wall world. Could it be that such a small probability event happened to you? You might as well try to erase him!" Dongfang Peiwen strongly remembered, and soon found out the possibility Corresponding reasons.

Even in the world he created, Feng Qinglang's face turned slightly pale, and beads of sweat ooze from his forehead. This is a sign of the illusionist's lack of self-confidence, and his control over the illusion world has begun to decline. My own voice was calmer: "I tried it, it can't be erased!"

Dongfang Pei's complexion was also a bit ugly. For such a weird thing, it is most likely that the illusionist has derailed his mental power and produced hallucinations. These hallucinations are projected in his own illusion world, but Feng Qinglang beside him looks normal. What matters is everyone's mental strength, and his own state can always be kept in the best state.

"Wow, it's much bigger than the sculpture in Wangdu!" A little girl was the first to discover the existence of the sculpture, pointing and yelling, while pulling the adults around her to rush there.

Her voice startled everyone, and they couldn't help casting their gazes over, so they praised Feng Qinglang again and gave another warm applause to Feng Qinglang. The illusionist's public class can be as good as His Excellency Wen Ruyu's, it's really a worthwhile trip.

Facing everyone's admiring gazes, Feng Qinglang struggled to squeeze out a smile, only to feel that the applause this time was extremely ear-piercing.

Seeing everyone ignoring him as a tour guide and walking towards the sculpture in a group, he could only say in a hoarse voice, "Go and have a look... Sigh, old man, don't support me so carefully, I'm not that weak!"

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Under the towering sculptures, there are bards singing ancient poems, tourists sitting on wooden chairs resting, and gardeners building potted plants. Everything is the same as Feng Qinglang's design, except for the difference. It is the location of the sculpture, which should have been a fancy fountain.

His temporary students were very interested in this sculpture, and circled around the circular base, but they did not find any biographical introductions of the characters. Several illusionists immediately whispered about it. For them, there is no doubt that It is a big loophole, and this Wen Ruyu is not so invulnerable, perhaps the key to cracking the illusion of the entire plane lies in this sculpture.

A fat man dressed as a gentleman couldn't help asking: "Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, why didn't you introduce the base? The character you created looks very kind!"

Feng Qinglang smiled wryly. If this was Alans, if someone said he didn't recognize him, he might be labeled as blasphemy. Fortunately, this place was a stigmata. It's just a picture floating in my mind, that's all..."

A young aristocratic woman couldn't help admiring: "As expected of Your Excellency Wen Ruyu, a casual word has so much depth."

Looking at this junior from an unknown hidden family, with rippling spring in his eyes, Feng Qinglang thought to herself, if she was really just Wen Ruyu, maybe after the public class ended, she would tickle her fingers and kill her. It was love overnight.

The problem is that his attention is not here at all, and he didn't even respond to the woman's praise. Like everyone else, he walked around the huge base at will, took a deep breath secretly, suppressed his rapidly beating heart, and moved the extra sculpture Find out the flaws.

Dongfang Pei whispered: "Is this stone a material you are familiar with?"

Ordinary illusionists like to use a few materials when constructing the world, but this one is by no means the stone that Feng Qinglang usually uses. He shook his head and said, "Damn it, I haven't even seen this kind of material before. Is it a variant of Yuhuashi?"

In addition to being a master of magoidology, Dongfang Pei also has a deep understanding of material science, so he immediately gave the answer: "If I read it correctly, it is the undead stone, which is only produced in the north of the Flying Dragon Desert in the Alans Continent. , Land of the West Dead!"

For some unknown reason, Feng Qinglang trembled inexplicably.

Then, he also froze, because he saw a person next to the pedestal. He had rare dark blue long hair, matched with azure pupils, which made his eyes deep and blurred. Under the clear outline, he couldn't tell his exact age, but just standing there casually, he had the aura of dominating the world.

Since his time, his name has become a symbol, a totem beyond the times, his name is Di Allen!

The sculpture has no life, but the man under the sculpture makes Feng Qinglang clearly feel the breath of life.

He finally couldn't bear it and said: "You shouldn't be here!" After all, it was so unbelievable that even Feng Qinglang's voice became a little trembling.