Time passed day by day, and Wang An was immersed in a mysterious state.

He seemed to have entered a virtual world, sinking and training in it.

In the illusory scene, Wang An became a genius, swept through the invincible all the way, and finally ascended to become an immortal.

He dreamed of himself again, one day he lost his greatest support, the Eight Desolate Sky Tower, from a random crushing of the invincible existence of the same level, finally turned into a waste of eight-type mixed spiritual roots. After practicing day after day, he was still a waste of Qi refining, and was bullied and ridiculed...

The aura scattered around Wang An became more and more strange. The Hundred Herbs and Thousand Flowers Flying, the Enlightenment Tea Leaves circling, and endless Taoist rhymes permeated.

...

"Even if I lose everything, I will still dominate my destiny."

"Even if the mountains and rivers are broken, the wind and rain are shaking, and thousands of people are scolding me, I will still dominate the world."

Wang An's expression changed, and there was a hint of pain and struggle, as if he was sinking in the endless world of vain and danger.

"Even if I lose everything, I will still dominate my destiny."

"Even if the mountains and rivers are broken, the wind and rain are shaking, and thousands of people are scolding me, I will still dominate the world."

Suddenly, Wang An trembled all over his body, and the runes hovered, and a will of vast sword, with the will of fighting soaring into the sky suddenly appeared.

It is vast and surging through the sky, and cannot be looked directly at. Wherever the will goes, it is like a bolt of lightning, causing ripples in the air.

Wang An's eyes suddenly opened, and a trace of firmness flashed in his eyes. A strong consciousness swept through everything and all evil retreated.

All the world of nothingness is destroyed and the illusion disappears.

These worlds disappeared, and there were a series of powers of laws permeating the endless void, causing all laws in the second level to vibrate.

The broken world transforms into runes dancing all over the sky, and a mysterious aura becomes even stronger.

"No, there is indeed a illusion here!"

Wang An showed a smile on his lips and stared at the runes hovering in the air with some smugness.

At this moment, he completely believed that this was actually an illusion, or a magic circle, and here it might be a test of the spiritual power of the monk.

However, Wang An thought everything too simply.

A terrifying power of law suddenly appeared above his head.

The power of this law is gone without a trace, and it comes and goes freely.

The moment the rolling power of the law appeared, Wang An felt pain in his spiritual consciousness, and a strange force came.

"What's going on!"

When his spiritual sense moved, a vast abyss, a shadowless aura suddenly enveloped his body.

The next moment, Wang An felt a strange power of law quietly entering his body.

Then, she saw that her eyes were dull and her spiritual energy surged around her, as if she had entered a strange state.

The breath on his body was sometimes soft and sometimes violent, and the expression on his face was sometimes crying and sometimes laughing, and it was unpredictable.

As the mysterious law entered the body, Wang An once again went through a long cycle of reincarnation, and seemed to be losing himself in the cycle of reincarnation.

“Buzz!”

Wang An’s knowledge of the Hundred Herbs and Thousand Flowers Techniques surging, and the Enlightenment Tea rotated.

The rhyme of the rolling Taoist rhyme is resisting the erosion of the power of law again and again.

Wang An's heart was clear and transparent, and a trace of the power of the law was gradually understood, understood and understood by Wang An.

I saw the spiritual energy flowing on Wang An's body, and gradually a breath that merged with the air was emitted.

At the same time, Wang An formed a series of magic seals in the air with his hands.

The whole person is still in a strange state. All of this seems to be coming at random, but it also contains the meaning of the law.

As the magic tricks in Wang An's hand changed, the chaotic spiritual energy in the void rolled and surged.

Thousands of miles of yellow and deserted, and the vastness of the sky, a winding river flows slowly, and occasionally an oasis appears and disappears.

An orange-red sunset gradually set in the air, majestic and magnificent, with half of the sky red, as if it was dyed with blood.

The sun sets in the long river, and the yellow sand rolls in thousands of miles.

A vast and majestic desert sunset vision is like a roll of mountains and rivers.

In this state, Wang An once again used the long river to set the sun!

When Wang An saw this move, when he saw the magnificent scenery of the desert with the lonely smoke and the setting sun in the long river, he felt that he had this move in the hazy place.

At this moment, he once again used the long river and the sunset was set in the sky, and the whole scroll was vivid and vivid, with a faint power of the law spreading around.

Magnificent, majestic, and sad... It seems that people will sink into this endless scroll at a glance.

"Haha...this is the method of illusion!"

Wang An suddenly opened his eyes. After the breath on his body was restrained, he seemed extremely wise. Although the spiritual energy was extremely sparse, it was filled with a creepy aura.

At this time, Wang An finally understood that this place was actually a huge trial field, which not only could exercise spiritual consciousness, but also allowed people to understand the laws of illusion.

Wang An was extremely shocked and could not imagine that someone could set up such a terrifying space here. What a great existence the owner here would be, and it was impossible for him to imagine.

Wang An is just now in contact with the law of illusion. A seed of the power of law has been sown and one day it will turn into a great existence.

...

"Hey, there is a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill here!"

On this day, while Wang An was walking leisurely on a rugged mountain road, a monk with a perfect twelve levels of the Golden Pill appeared in front of Wang An with a spiritual light.

"Little devil, see you live a life-long life, call out the storage bag."

This is an old man in his seventies with gray head and eyes facing dead fish. He stared at Wang An and said in a deep voice.

"Another person said this to me, why do you encounter robbery every time?"

Wang Ankai talked without any tension.

I was really sleepy and someone gave me a pillow. I was about to find someone to try how dangerous the illusion power I had realized was.

"Little devil, I really don't cry until I see the coffin. I dare to ignore me."

The old man had a hint of anger in his eyes.

He yelled, pointed his fingers and a square piece of wood appeared in his hand.

As the magic tricks in his hand changed, the wooden block spun around and emitted a shocking light, and a terrifying force shot towards Wang An.

"scold!"

Wang An smiled gently, Feng Qingyun raised his hand and pointed it lightly, and a magnificent view of the long river and the sun set suddenly appeared, and the power of the law appeared looming.

"ah……"

A scream sounded, and the white monk landed directly on the ground and flew towards the void.

"What's going on?"

Wang An was stunned. This place is a game that can hurt people.

He used the power of the law he had just understood and actually attacked the other party successfully.

After trying several times in a row, I can actually ignore the teacher's distance and the distance is far away.
Chapter completed!