Zhang Jiao's fantasy realm was severely damaged. While all the hundreds of fantasy realm species she possessed were killed in battle, Abe Momoyama had completely lost his consciousness, and only the instinct of creatures that were unwilling to be destroyed was supported.

At this time, its soul body became huge and transparent, showing the appearance of a fox with nine tails flying freely behind it. The experiences of its life continued to reappear in the flashing aperture around its body.

The rendered surrounding environment changes from time to time. Sometimes it is the exquisite Rimaru Palace Courtyard, sometimes it is the gloomy skull underground demon cave, and sometimes it is restored to the Huaguo Mountain Fantasy Realm that is about to collapse.

Zhang Jiao was in the illusion. Whenever the scene changed, he tried his best to kill the characters in the illusion. Seeing the clones one by one, he became calmer and calmer from the initial restlessness.

I slowly had only one thought left in my mind, that is, to do my best to persevere until I can’t.

It took a while.

A strange scene suddenly appeared, a young man wearing a tall black hat, with red lips and white teeth, and was drinking among the cherry blossoms under the cherry blossoms with a peerless beauty with long black hair and pure white kimono.

It should be March and April weather, the sun is already warm, and the cherry blossom season of Himaru is about to pass.

A breeze blew, and the pink cherry blossoms in the sky fell like raindrops.

The boy poured a glass of wine for the beauty. After drinking it, he suddenly said in a vocal voice: "Although I am confused by the world, I am sincere to you. Why do you let me down?"

"Prince Sumeru was sincere to you back then, so why did you let him down?" The young man asked the beauty with a gentle smile on his face.

Then the beauty took off her head, and the blood spurted out of her cavity dyed the whole world red.

A voice kept echoing between heaven and earth, "Although I was confused...who let me down?"

Although I am confused and confused, what will I let me down?

Although I am confused, why do you let me down?”

I don't know how long it took, everything shattered and returned to its original appearance.

Zhang Jiao Taiqing's body looked at his broken fantasy realm with his "heart" and felt the combination of the extraordinary attributes and fantasy realm of the Qingqiu clan's mythology originated from the real world. He suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

He sat down on the ground and gasped for a long time with dementia.

When he came to his senses, he suddenly realized that his fantasy realm extended more than a hundred times or a thousand times more than before, and his "fragrant" was invaded into the body by the soul.

At the same time, he had reached the sky without realizing it, and his original strength stepped from level 9 to level 10, becoming a real legendary powerhouse.

Just wait for the illusion of destruction to be resurrected in the sea of ​​consciousness, and you can have the power of one person and one country!

Not only that, the fantasy realm and the energy of the vows provided by the real world have finally been sublimated and condensed by more than 100 million times.

Although it is not possible to accurately measure due to the lack of specific data, it is clear that it can be seen that everything slowly recovers like the flow of time.

It can be imagined that this sublimated energy attributes and effects are definitely more magical than the conventional "wish power".

"The power point is a concept that exists in the past, but this energy is unique to me, so it is called 'angle'." Zhang Jiao was shocked and then overjoyed and muttered to himself in the secret room buried deep underground, "Well, but it may not be unique to me, maybe it is more secret and extraordinary knowledge I don't know.

Alas, what do you think about this? The important thing is that I have been through it and I have benefited from such great benefits in disguise.

It is no longer a small car to pull the big car, the point of vows has been sublimated, and the fantasy realm has neutralized the supreme attributes facing the "illusion". It is really suitable.

All of this only comes from a mythical vixen with only soul bodies left. Speaking of which, the nine-tailed demon fox clan cannot evolve into a simple soul body state.

Then it is like what I think of is just a defective myth. Is the myth powerful man so scary?

Just one severity, I almost destroyed my fantasy realm, or the uninvited nine-tailed demon fox is a particularly powerful existence even in mythical life.

No, no, no, you cannot make such a judgment. It is better to underestimate the enemy as much as possible than to estimate it too high, otherwise it will easily cause disasters and troubles.

In the future, you must be more cautious when facing mythical strong men.

But suddenly, a mythical-level remnant soul body came to provoke me?

It's really a headache. Can I go back to Rimaru Military Camp?"

Reveal your emotions to the fullest.

After thinking hard for a while, he felt that the matter of national disputes was very important. Anyway, as long as he did not give up on Nanyang, he had to fight to the death with the Himaru people. It would be better to be in danger early than to be in danger late.

So he swallowed a bunch of magic pills, and then filled the A-level nutrients, and used the power of the anchor to return to Rimaru Camp.

More than an hour has passed since leaving to returning, but fortunately, the soldiers who were patrolling the night were not discovered by the patrol soldiers. The surveillance in the camp seemed to have not caught any abnormality, and everything was as calm as ever.

Zhang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief, and for some reason he felt a sense of joy. The reason was that there was a factor in breaking through the myth of natural barriers and promoting the myth, and the essential sublimation of the vows that serve as his extraordinary foundation.

In fact, out of an instinctive self-protection, after experiencing great joy and sorrow, people don’t feel too much sadness or joy at the first time. It takes a period of buffering to slowly taste the true taste of emotions.

Zhang Jiao understood this truth, so he did not deliberately suppress his mood. A shallow smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and his steps forward became brisk.

He turned around and encountered a team of soldiers patrolling the camp, so he deliberately slowed down to avoid appearing too frivolous.

Unexpectedly, someone was still targeted. The patrol soldiers stopped with the shouts of the team leader.

The young team leader came out and quickly blocked Zhang Jiao, scolding him with neither humility nor arrogant words: "Sir, the banqueting army at night is not inconvenient to prohibit it.

But the war always needs to grasp the limits. It is now dawn. You are still unrestrained when you are back late. Please respect your identity."

The patrol soldiers in Himaru Camp are equivalent to the military police of the modern army. They have their own system and can be no one can win.

There are some naughty people inside. Even if the family members have any misconduct, they dare to point out their problems in person. They will often receive commendations, let alone Zhang Jiao, the leader of the Yulin Group.

Zhang Jiao also seemed very informed and tactful, bowed deeply and apologized, saying, "Thank you for your reminder.

I drank a few more drinks tonight, and I was indeed a bit unrestrained. I will definitely care about it in the future and will not repeat it."

Seeing his humble appearance, the young patrol team leader was extremely satisfied psychologically, so he did not continue to make things difficult for Zhang Jiao. Mansheng said, "Since that's the case, please."
Chapter completed!