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The voice that was so impressive once again sounded in the depths of the sky:

"This is a great battle, and he is also a great opponent. Our battle this time is enough to be recorded in the history of illusion, leaving the most glorious trace."

"It's an honor to join forces with so many great mesmers!"

"Deeply honored..."

These voices seemed to come from the distant sky, as if the gods were talking.

Feng Qinglang had gradually calmed down about this, but Anger and Umanara, who were waiting outside the attic, looked extremely ugly. They looked up at the night sky together. They were not idiots, so they could naturally guess that here, unexpectedly In the illusion world, moreover, it is an illusion world where multiple illusionists cast spells together, what kind of illusion should it be...

Now they are trapped in it, and if they make a mistake, they may have to fall here and get lost in the vast and mysterious spiritual sea world.

As those voices from the sky fade away, the whole world begins to collapse!

The shattered houses swept into groups of huge tornadoes, involving all the flowers, plants and trees on the street. On the sky that was splitting, the bright moon seemed to be smashed down on it with a sledgehammer. There are countless cracks, and then it is torn apart in the sky!

The cracked sky is like a piece of shattered glass. Those glass shards are smashed down from the sky. When viewed from a distance, they are still a small piece, but when they are actually smashed close to the line of sight, they are like this. It was huge, and one piece fell not far from Unger and Umanara. Both of them couldn't help gasping. Who can guarantee that it will cause some kind of accident when it really hits them? Spiritual death?

Behind the glass of the sky, there is an absolutely deep blackness, just like the color that humans see in the moment before they fall into a dream.

Correspondingly, the earth also began to crack, as the sky was falling apart, and the cracks like spider webs appeared on the ground, and then the cracks became bigger and bigger, and the tongues of lava that spewed out were so frightening , one of the cracks was not far from Unger's feet, but Unger absolutely didn't have the courage to try its temperature?

An illusion world has no one to preside over it, and it is in the process of irreversible collapse. Few illusionists have studied the horror scene like the doomsday, let alone left any notes on it...

Facing the thrilling scene in front of him, Umanara couldn't help shouting: "Hey, quickly withdraw, this memory drawer is an illusion world, it's about to collapse here, and the illusion crystal wall has entered the stage of collapse!"

Anger already had a mournful face, and said bitterly: "You think I don't want to? The passage when I came here has been closed!"

"What do you mean?" The sound of the world collapsing became louder and louder, and Umanara had to come close to Unger's ear and shouted loudly.

Unger had no choice but to shout back: "When we came in, this world was a rule, so the channel was established! Now this world is another rule, so the channel does not exist!"

Umanara got angry, pulled Unger to avoid the lava that was spreading under his feet, and shouted: "I know! But, you are an expert in this field, are you completely unprepared for this?"

Unger couldn't help being a little ashamed and angry, especially the sound of the surrounding tornado, the cracking of the earth's crust, the cracking of the sky and other messy sounds mixed together, which made the whole person extremely upset. He said loudly: "I I didn't expect that the incomplete memory zone would turn out to be an illusion world! This probability is too small... However, I think that we are now in a ghost state. In theory, those space fragments, lava, etc. should not be able to harm us. ?”

When he said this, he still couldn't help but took a few steps back to avoid a wave of lava.

Umanara scolded angrily: "Since this is the case, why don't you try the effect of your so-called ghost state?"

"..."

When there was chaos outside, Feng Qinglang was still looking at the position of the bed. The self at that time was gradually fading until he disappeared. He must have returned to the outside world and started killing these illusionists, and then walked thousands of miles The journey of escape.

At the moment when the world collapsed, he suddenly wondered nervously, the world in front of him was so real, would it be possible to create a new branch of time and space because of their witness and the intervention of their spiritual power.

Looking out of the window, the whole world lost the support of the illusionist and began to collapse completely. The only thing that has not changed is Di Allen's sculpture, which is still standing there firmly and upright. Whether it falls, or the rush of a tornado, or the boiling of lava under your feet, nothing will be damaged.

He suddenly thought, it was there because a certain condition triggered it!Or, it has always been there, but I can't see it...

When Feng Qinglang looked down, he saw two temporary companions, Anger and Umannara, scrambling to dodge dangers from all directions, and they were still cursing. The spiritual entry in the state will naturally not change with the change of the environment!"

As he said this, he jumped down from the window edge, facing the lava, stepping on the scattered fragments of the crystal wall, and walked to the two of them.

The two of them obviously hesitated for a moment, making sure that all kinds of injuries had passed through Feng Qinglang's body without leaving any traces, just like passing through nothingness, and finally stopped this meaningless frenzy.

Umanara watched the process of the collapse of the surrounding world seriously, and now it has gradually come to an end. The darkness of nothingness has gradually become the mainstream color of vision. For any spiritual professional, it is a rare experience.She couldn't help but wondered: "But when the lava rushed towards me just now, I really felt the infinite heat, it doesn't seem like an illusion!"

Feng Qinglang smiled and said: "If you think they are not illusory, they will naturally become real!"

These words made Umanara seem to have returned to the first lesson of the illusion class. She couldn't help but twitched the corners of her mouth, turned to Anger and said angrily, "It's all my fault, Your Excellency the illusionist, for misleading me!"

Anger said awkwardly: "It's just instinct! Didn't you take the lead in dodging?"

Umanara was even angrier: "You are the leader of that mysterious experience. If something goes wrong, you still want to blame the customer?"

"..."

Seeing the quarrel resumed, Feng Qinglang had no choice but to intervene: "Your Excellency Anger, the source of your spirit has not changed, and the rules of the world have changed, but it will never affect the state of your source of spirit, right? There is no confidence in the way of thinking!"

Anger opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally frowned, nodded thoughtfully, and bowed sincerely to Feng Qinglang, "You've been taught!"

"Come on!" Umanara waved her hands, "How do we get out now?"