Chapter 736 Impossible, absolutely impossible

Author: Xianyu

Chapter 736 Impossible, absolutely impossible

"kill!"

"Kill all these grassland barbarians!"

"To expand our territory, we will build an altar to worship heaven on the Snowy Mountains."

"boom!"

The city wall collapsed, soldiers rushed into it like wolves and tigers, and the sound of killing filled the sky.

Several days have passed since the army left the customs.

In the past few days, the army has been on an expedition, killing everyone on sight, fighting to support war, and marching towards the hinterland of Dali by plundering the food of the people of Dali outside the pass.

On the Dali side, due to Beichentian's operations, they had long since lost the ability to resist, while on the Daxuan side, Emperor Tianxuan personally marched, with help from a group of masters, and even the Demon King was holding the battle.

Along the way, the army was overwhelming, conquering fifteen cities in three days.

The area outside the Pass is no different from the Central Plains. The grassland people have always lived in pursuit of water and grass, never staying in one place for a long time. That is to say, it was only when the Beichen sky opened to the Great Li that cities were built one after another. However, despite this, there are countless cities within the borders of the Great Li country.

Still far inferior to the Central Plains.

Fifteen cities are already half of the country of Dali.

Now this is the attack on the sixteenth city. Emperor Tianxuan personally took action and destroyed the city wall. A large number of soldiers entered the city and immediately began to massacre the city. The pungent smell of blood filled the air crazily, and invisible souls were sucked in.

, fly into the sky.

At this time, the Demon Lord stood high in the sky, as majestic as a god and demon, with a huge vortex behind him constantly rotating, continuously absorbing the souls below.

The method he first studied, "The Heavenly Demon Slayer God Technique", was already good at absorbing souls for his own benefit. After the Demon Lord integrated it with "The Tribulation of Reincarnation", it further enhanced the devouring ability of the magic technique.

All the creatures that were killed around it had no time to dissipate, and their souls were absorbed by the hole formed by the nine heavens and ten earths, and turned into the demon king's food.

In the past few days, the army has been cleaning up the converted believers of the world of desire on the grassland, and the demon king has been absorbing souls along the way. He feels that his spiritual consciousness continues to grow, and the demonic essence cultivated by the integration of three elements is also increasing.

On the contrary, Xuanjun's strength will decrease due to the decrease of believers, and the strength gap between the two sides will become wider.

However, this growth rate did not satisfy the Demon Lord.

"Too slow."

The souls generated by the massacre were quickly absorbed, and the Demon Lord couldn't help but frown, feeling displeased.

The reason why he led the army to the Northern Expedition was to wait for work and let the army kill to provide him with supplies, while he was recharging his energy to prepare for the war. But now it seems that there are no strong men on the grassland, and the army is advancing at a faster speed

After all, it is not as fast as the Demon Lord himself, and the souls produced by killing in one day are not enough for him to suck in one breath.

The most important thing is time!

It has been nearly half a month since Shen Yi's body was suppressed by Tian Minghai, and there is only half a month left until one month.

It was absolutely impossible for Shen Yi to really wait until the end before heading to Tianminghai.

He may arrive a few days in advance, or he may even be leaving now.

There is not much time left for the Demon Lord to grow in strength.

Thinking of this, the huge vortex in the sky suddenly began to move, and the violent wind suddenly kicked up.

"Wait, Demon Lord!"

Emperor Tianxuan, who had just stopped below, saw the hole in the hole whistling away in the strong wind, and immediately called out to the Demon Lord, but the Demon Lord was only thinking about defeating Shen Yi's incarnation at the moment, and did not care about anything else. Emperor Tianxuan's

Before he could even finish his words, the Demon Lord was already hundreds of miles away.

As the Demon Lord left, the sound of fighting in the city suddenly stopped, and an uneasy silence filled the air.

At this moment, Emperor Tianxuan didn't even have time to worry about the departure of the Demon Lord. A trace of panic appeared in his heart, which made his pupils suddenly widen. He jumped up and flew towards the city.

Something is wrong, very wrong.

This kind of deathly stillness made Emperor Tianxuan feel extremely ominous.

However, before he could fly over the city wall, everything in front of him saw a shocking change.

The city walls were collapsing rapidly, the city was being annihilated, buildings, streets, and dead bodies everywhere, everything disappeared like a dream. In the blink of an eye, there were only Xuan Army soldiers with weapons scattered around on the ground in front, and everything else

All have disappeared.

Gone, the city is gone, and the enemy is gone.

Whether alive or dead, they are gone.

There was an immediate commotion in the army, and Ming Bujue and the other masters at the rear also noticed something was wrong and rushed closer.

"Fake?"

Ming Bujue looked at the scene in front of him with a look of astonishment on his face, and then he also had an ominous premonition.

When something goes wrong, there must be a demon, an illusion that can make even the great master unable to distinguish the true from the false. This place is definitely not a good place.

'No, even the Demon Lord...' Ming Bujue stopped and a drop of cold sweat quietly appeared on his forehead.

If even the Demon Lord didn't notice the abnormality and didn't see that it was an illusion, then how big must this abnormal demon be? How powerful?

The man who started it all gave the answer.

"Of course it's fake."

The sky became grotesque, like an irregular mirror composed of countless fragments. A figure slowly emerged, saying in a familiar tone: "I am as ruthless as I am, and it is impossible to consume believers in unnecessary slaughter. There are so many

A good deal.”

Shen Yi appeared at the other end of the space as if he had walked out of nothingness. His familiar face made Emperor Tianxuan finally determine where the abnormality came from.

In an instant, Emperor Tianxuan's pupils trembled inconspicuously, and a turmoil arose in his heart, "It's all... fake?"

Is everything in front of me fake?

Or is it that the creatures that have been slaughtered and the tribes that have been destroyed since leaving seclusion are all fake?

The two falsehoods represent completely different meanings.

"Impossible, the Demon Lord has indeed devoured a large number of living souls." Ming Bujue couldn't help but said.

Even for cultivators, their souls cannot exist for a long time after leaving the body. For martial cultivators below the level of turning evil spirits, they are truly dead when they die. When the body dies, the soul will dissipate quickly. It can be said that the body dies and the soul disappears.

It is possible for martial arts cultivators in the Lian Gang realm to turn into ghosts after death, but generally speaking, attacks that can kill Lian Gang martial arts cultivators can also kill their souls. Even the aftermath is enough to easily destroy the soul of a soul that has lost its physical body.

Kill. You don’t even need to go out of your way to do a last hit.

They may turn into evil spirits, but there is basically no chance of turning into ghosts.

As for the Qi Refiners, those who fight with their souls have no chance of becoming ghosts.

Moreover, the living souls that are now killed are different from the ghost souls that live forever. The latter has a deep yin energy and it is impossible for the demon king to not detect it. From a common rational point of view, even if Shen Yi raises a pond of ghost souls, it is impossible to confuse the fake ones with the real ones.

So Shen Yi performed a live soul performance.

"You mean this?"

He raised his hand and grabbed it, and a gray-white air ball appeared in his hand. "If you have to say it's a living soul, it's not wrong. It's alive."

The gray-white air mass expanded and contracted erratically, and a human face faintly emerged from within.

"After all, this is my personality." Shen Yi moved the face forward, allowing Ming Bujue to see that face more clearly - Shen Yi's face.

Split your own soul body and carry one of tens of thousands of personalities. In this way, a fresh soul is born.

Even with the knowledge of Emperor Tianxuan and Ming Bujue, they could not see the slightest flaw in this living soul.

So...all this is fake!

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!" Emperor Tianxuan lost his voice.

"How could you possibly make everyone fall into a fantasy at the same time?"

An army of hundreds of thousands, more than two hands of masters, two great masters, and a path-opener.

You said that these people have been deceived, how can Emperor Tianxuan believe this?

The bloody smell of the carnage along the way still lingers in the memory, and the tragic scenes made many soldiers nervous and might lose control at any time. How could this be fake!

To deceive so many people and so many strong men at the same time, not only does it require complete supremacy over the overall power, but it also requires weaving nearly infinite illusions. After all, everyone's visual perception is different, and the scenes they see will also be different.

In order for no one to discover the flaw, Shen Yi needs to weave an illusion equal to the number of people, and it must be flawless.

The premise is that Shen Yi really needs to deceive so many people.

"Everyone..."

Shen Yi smiled with an inexplicable meaning, "How much is this 'all'?"

He stretched out his finger, turned around and crossed it in a circle, "Is that so many?"

Then he pointed at Emperor Tianxuan and the people around him, "Are there still so many?"

The former represents Shen Yi playing with the perceptions of hundreds of thousands of people.
To be continued...