Look at the holy demon Lingyu, the calm wave in the heart of Shen Zheng.

He felt that he should be angry, or should be excited, because the people in front of him were the culprits of the war that led the demonic world to start a war 420,000 years ago.

But his heart was calmer than that.

“It’s rude.”He bowed to the Holy Magic Lingyu, "I underestimated you, this is a very impolite behavior."I should understand that you, as the supreme ruler of your position, will never be weak.”

“What is this?”St. Magic Lin Yu laughed, “Declaration of giving up?”[

“No.”Shen Zheng only said a word, and then a powerful force surged in his body, a light shining, the Holy Spirit boy appeared at his side with the moon wheel knife, smiled, took off the moon wheel knife from behind, and lifted it in his hand.

"This power ..." Saint Lingyu stared at the moon wheel knife, his eyes revealed a look of surprise.“This is the old man of God’s Word.”

“The ancient godly beast of the ancient world, the former of the ancient world, has turned its remaining strength into a weapon for me.”Shen said slowly.“Sire, it is very well, my worm spirit also has an independent will and ability to fight, and it is closely related to my strength.You are fighting against two me at the same time."

“Funny!”St. Magic Ling Yu smiled, "I believe more and more that you are the greatest hope of the source world in this battle."If you are destroyed, the world will be finished this time.”

With that, he slowly raised his hand and put out the fighting, and the mist-hidden elves raised their hands, and the illusory finger pointed out the light, slowly drawing a plot in the air.

The look is heavy.Naturally, he could not give the other party the opportunity to draw a plot, otherwise he did not know what kind of secret method was to be radiated.The secret mage's terrible, as Shen Shadow brother's Shen Zheng is deeper than others.

At that moment, the Holy Spirit boy moved up, he danced the moon wheel knife, and jerked to the mist hidden elves, and the moonwheel knife brought a brilliance and cut it to the mist hidden elves.

But the mist hidden elves suddenly flashed, gave up the unfinished array, the body shriveled in contraction, the arm turned into a heavy hammer, a hammer will knock the moon wheel knife open, the Holy Spirit boy was shocked by the huge force, flying out.

"You're up to you."The Holy Spirit laughed again, laughing calmly.It was also at this time that he reached out his finger, and a little light immediately turned into a huge array of pictures, directly coiled in it.A phantom-like force arises, no matter how hard it resists, it is not moved, and in a blink of an eye it wraps up the whole person.

"Good-bye, young man."The Holy Spirit waved his hand.“You of your origin should record my deeds, for then you young men will know what my really great strength is.”

He is himself a secret mage, but is the insect spirit a combat type?

The light in his mind flashed, but it was too late to understand.That force had completely bound him, and no matter how he struggled, he felt that the world around him was gradually changing, becoming a huge abyss, falling down, looking down, not ending.

Is this the secret of space transfer, or what kind of illusion?

Shen Zheng let go of the power of the mind and scanned it in four miles, but he could not scan anything except virtual.

After a long time, he felt the fresh air and the flowing wind came from below.The wind was weak at first, then strong, and eventually turned into a huge storm, which made him lost.He fought with force, and had no effect, so he could let the wind roll him up and throw him down, and fell hard on the ground.

In the roar, he felt the whole body pain, and he was relieved after half ankle, and slowly stood up.

At the foot, the ground of the blue stone, such a strong impact, did not bring any damage to the ground, he looked up and found that the blue stone ground was facing the distance, as if marginal.

Looking around, there was nothing but the blue stone ground that stretched at the edge.

What is this place?Is it a real space or an illusion?He doubted, set a direction, and walked slowly forward.He suddenly found that the ability to automatically generate linear maps in his mind was gone, and that there was only one point in his mind, no matter how he went.[

Have I not really moved?

He hesitated, then jumped up and flew in one direction.

The point in the mind, still the point, is not turned into any line.

“Young man, what are you looking for?”A voice suddenly sounded after itself, and Shen Zheng suddenly turned back and found that there should be nothing in the place, but there was a palace, a throne, and a forested samurai.

Behind him was the palace promenade that had been extended, and the plainmen who stood on the promenade, all the way to the forest samurai who could not be seen.

“I’m asking you the question, where are you?”The voice came back, and the head turned.In front of him were ten steps, and at the end of the steps was a high platform, and a man in a splendid robe was sitting on the throne on the table.His face was clear, his voice was like a silver bell, and if it were not two moustaches under his nose and a flat chest, it would have made people suspicious that he was a woman.

"Who are you?"Is it the master of a mysterious realm, or the apparition in my mind?”He stared at him and asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, it matters who you are."The man smiled, “Do you know who you are?”Do you know what you want and what are you looking for?Have you ever thought that what you want is actually in your hands, but you don’t realize it?”

"Son, don't play this trick with me."Shen Zheng did not continue to speak with the man, but looked up in the air and shouted."Come and fight with me, this illusion of the trick, very talk."

"You young man is impolite."The man on the throne frowned.“I decided not to talk to you, just kill me.”Who will solve this disgusting person by me?”

“I come here!”One of the samurai walked out.The man came to the throne, got down on one knee, saluted, and then turned and flew to the steps to the front of Shen Zheng.

He took off his helmet to cover his face and showed a familiar face.

The second captain of the Wolf's Teeth Army, once helped Shen Zhen and supported Shen Zheng's old boss, Fengyu.

“I didn’t expect to see you again so soon.”The wind smiled, smiled like him, so that Shen Zheng remembered, so that Shen Zheng was excited.He twitched in the wind, but did not open his mouth, but his lips trembled slightly.

"You made the wrong choice."The wind shook his head and sighed, “Really wrong.What do you want?What you have to do is already in your hands.In the whole source world, no one is your opponent, and you want to be the Lord of the Source World and no one can stop it.You don't have to be the hero of salvation, and then be held up by others, so that you can get the power of the source world.You can control it yourself."

“Are you finished?”He held the wind, with a smile on his face.The wind read the old feelings from his eyes, so he extended his hand and gently put it on his shoulder.

"Choose again, you have a chance."

“You’re finished, aren’t you?”There was a glimmer of sadness in his eyes, and there was a sadness in his eyes.Then he broke his neck.

The throat made a chuckle of the wind, stared at the eyes of Shen Zheng, the idea drifted into the mind of Shen Zheng: "Shen Zheng, how can you kill me?"

"I know it's an illusion, but it makes me sad to kill my friend."Shen Zheng gently wiped the tears in his eyes, his voice was low and full of anger: "Holy Magic Lingyu, do you want to play with my heart?"

“Kill!”The men on the throne frowned, waved their hands, and immediately, the surrounding samurai flocked to the tide like a tide.They took off their helmets and revealed a familiar face of Zhang Shenzheng, Qin Yan, Lu Jin, Liang Long, Chimoya, Rafi, Chai Jingtian...

One by one, the old friends, with a sharp killing in their eyes, waved their hands and let out a powerful killing trick that would destroy him.[

His eyes were sad, but his hands were not hesitant.One by one, an old friend was smashed by his fist, turned into dust, and was broken by his bones and fell to the ground.He was constantly killing, and the more sorrow in his eyes, the more fierce he was.

"It's no use, Holy Magic Lingyu, I know that everything is an illusion, you can't trap me, you can't beat me!"He cried, “If you have the ability, come to fight with me in a straight fight, this kind of thing will not hurt me!”

“So what about me?”A voice sounded, and Shen Zhao quivered.

A samurai came slowly, took off his helmet as he walked, revealing the face of a beautiful woman.It was a familiar face, that year, it was for the owner of this face, Shen Zheng gave up his studies, but also for the owner of this face, Shen Zheng became a worm planter, began a legendary prelude.

That's the shadow.

Shen Zheng’s hand trembled, and seemed to be able to do so by too much killing.

“Brother, you’re not going to kill me, are you?”With tears in his eyes, he slowly approached, raised his hand, and gently put his arms around his chest, and put his head in his chest.

“I am a shadow, not a phantom, but a real shadow.Do you remember when we first met?At that time I was full of terror, and you comforted me and gave me your favorite toy; do you remember when I was sick?You tried to hide from me, but you ran to the army in exchange for enough money to cure my cancer.

He said, crying.

His eyes were not obscuring.In the face of such a shadow, his feelings could not resist the flooding, open his arms, tightly hugged his sister.

"I will not forget."He said, “I can’t forget what we’ve done for each other, so I value what we have now.”I said, I want to make you happy, everything I do, for this purpose, I will never forget.That’s why, so...”

His tears flowed down, but his eyes flashed with a firmer intention than murder.

“I have to kill you in this fantasy!”

He gritted his teeth, and his arms jerked, breaking the Shen shadow into a fragment of the sky!

“What a tough guy!”

A roar came, the palace and the forested samurai were all gone, and a huge figure, from behind, shrouded in the shadow of Shen Zheng.