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Anyone who sees himself suddenly turned into a pile of bones, must not be able to accept himself to become this look at the same time.

Wang Le is no exception.

Even if he knew that this was a fantasy and not real, Wang Le could not accept it.

"Before turning into a candle and nine shades, now it has become a pile of bones again. God, is it fun for you to play like this?" Wang Le was so angry that he couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

But in a fantasy world, even if you are not willing to accept yourself to become like this picture, there is no way, you can only take a step and look at it, and then make plans.

Then Wang Le did not return to his body, but fluttered to a nearby small pit full of blood and water.

Follow Wang Le to see a white fist-sized flame in the **** reflection of Xiaokeng.

"Eh! This is my spirit form?" Wang Le secretly whispered in surprise.

Although this is an illusion and it is not real, his body and spirits exist in the illusion in such a form, which makes Wang Leqing can't help recalling his experience of burial in Genghis Khan.

At that time, Genghis Khan's servant soul-stealer should be the spirit of a wolf demon.

Since practicing the "Three Thousand Possessed World", the supreme consciousness practice, Wang Le also realized that there is a close relationship between consciousness and spirit.

In simple terms, the stronger the consciousness, the more powerful your own soul becomes.

Not far away, back to the topic, Wang Le did not expect that his soul in a fantasy world would be a flame.

He thought that his soul should be like his soul eater, showing his physical appearance.

In the original tomb of Genghis Khan, Soul Eater was a miniature golden wolf image.

"Why is it a flame?" Wang Le thought secretly.

But soon, Wang Le left such confusion behind, because in such a strange fantasy, there were too many doubts.

If time is wasted on these, it is too much to pay for it. It is still the king to quickly break through the illusion and return to the real world.

Then he saw Wang Le's spirit wandering back to his current body. Well, that's right, it's the human bone with no arms and legs.

After looking around, Wang Le stepped on the bones on the ground step by step, and walked towards the **** river in the distance.

When Wang Le came to the edge of the Blood River, he gradually adapted to his current body, without the feelings of discomfort that had just started.

Looking at the vast and turbulent blood river in front of him, Wang Le could not help thinking of the Yangtze River in the flood season, and the water was very urgent.

The difference between the two is only that the former is not flowing water, but the **** smell of scarlet blood!

Where to go?

Standing on the bank of the Blood River, Wang Le could not help but lament without any clue.

Looking around, except Wang Le, a living creature, he didn't see any other life at all.

Between heaven and earth, there seems to be nothing more than bones.

This is that Wang Le has a tenacious will that has endured many times of life and death. Otherwise, as long as the weaker person is in the illusion of death and despair in this air, he will have completely collapsed. .

After a short while, Wang Le forced down the negative emotions such as depression and irritability, and kept himself as calm as possible.

After steadily sorting out his own mental state, Wang Leqiang lifted his spirits, and then followed the flow of the Blood River, and hurriedly went downstream.

As for flying in the air, Wang Le has already tried it at all.

To be more precise, in this fantasy-like fantasy world, Wang Le has completely lost his mana and completely lost martial arts practice.

But the only thing Wang Le was thankful for was that the power of the flesh did not disappear with the mana.

And this also let Wang Le more than break the confidence of the illusion.

There is no day and night, and no alternation of the sun and the moon, and no change of the stars. The sky is always gray like a pool of standing water.

In such a fantasy, Wang Le could not help but give the illusion of time to stop.

But all these predicaments can't disturb Wang Le's mood.

I saw him stepping on the piles of white bones. In order to avoid getting lost, he always walked along the river of blood forward.

I don't know how long, when the ninth white-bone mountain piled by the river bank was turned over, the flame spirit in Wang Le's skull suddenly trembled, and then lay on the ground without hesitation.

I saw two white bone armies facing each other silently on the vast plain below Baigu Mountain.

Wang Le, lying on the top of the mountain, looked at the members of the army of white bones on the plain, all of them were the same, there was a group of flames of different sizes and colors in the skull.

In addition, all members of the Bone Army have weapons in their hands.

However, the quality of the weapons varies, ranging from bone-bone grinding to metal weapons.

However, most of the weapons made of metal are damaged and incomplete.

Some are holding half-length swords or short guns.

Although Wang Le's cultivation was completely lost in mana, his vision was still there.

That is these broken metal weapons. Although the brilliance is absent and there is no noticeable place, Wang Le can see that nothing is extraordinary.

Especially in the Bone Army, the weapon held in the hands of the Bone Warrior exuding a strong breath.

Although some were more severely damaged, Wang Le could see the severely incomplete weapons with occasional flashes of light, all highlighting their extraordinary intactness.

For example, the only one in one of the army wearing a broken helmet ~ www.readwn.com ~ wearing bone armor with rusty armor is like the sea, the most powerful.

In his hand, he clenched a broken knife with only one-third of the remaining knife. The exuberant radiance of his breath made Wang Le bewildered in the blink of an eye and he dared not look at it for the second time.

"I took it out, it's just a fantasy, is it necessary to be so realistic?"

Wang Le looked at the two white-boned troops on the plains, and couldn't help but vomit.

At the same time, Wang Le was unconsciously relieved.

Because he finally saw living creatures.

Even if it exists in the form of human bones like yourself, it is better than this space created by the illusion. There is no other living thing other than yourself.

Next, Wang Le couldn't help watching the blazes of flames in the skulls of these bone-warriors.

Wang Le found that the stronger the breath emitted by the Bone Warrior, the darker the flame in the skull.