Chapter: 2902
This is not the real power of the earth spirit, but a defense constructed by illusion.
"boom boom boom"
The thick and solid defensive barriers were shattered one after another under the bombardment of meteorites, but the meteor shower only reduced it by one-third.
Master Wuhen sighed softly, raised his hand and pointed: "All falsehoods will return to nothingness."
Those meteorites that were about to hit him to pieces disappeared one after another and returned to nothingness.
He pointed at the ground again, "It's also nothingness."
The boiling magma extinguished, and the world returned to pure darkness.
In terms of illusion competition, the leader of the Southern School is obviously better than Master Wuhen, even though he has initially integrated demigod items at this moment, so he has to use the "void" skill to dissolve the illusion.
In the endless darkness, a sharp sword light lit up, like the dawn light illuminating the night.
That ray of dawn came, it was a woman walking with a sword, her facial features were cold and beautiful, her white hair as thick as a blanket was draped over her shoulders, and her eyelashes were also white.
Marshal White Tiger!
This is of course an illusion.
Marshal Baihu drove the sword light, and came straight to Master Wuhen. Hundreds of meters away, the sharp sword energy had pierced Master Wuhen full of holes and blood.
Master Wuhen dragged the heart with one hand, twisted it in the void with the other, and transformed into an old man with silver hair and a kind face.
The old man only existed for a second before his eyes disappeared.
This old man is the lord of the atrium, the highest-ranked existence among the five lords. With the status of Master Wuhen, it is not enough to illusion him.
In the competition of high-level illusionists, illusions need to abide by two rules. One is to follow the logic of reality. Things in reality can be illusioned at will, and things that are not in reality cannot be displayed in the form of illusions.
Furthermore, in reality, earth monsters are defensive classes, so in illusion, earth monsters cannot have high agility and output.
The second is the limitation of its own level.
Phantom gods can transform people and things of the same level, but peak masters cannot transform demigod-level powerhouses.
At this time, Marshal Baihu has arrived.
At the critical moment, Master Wuhen thought of a way to resolve it. He transformed into a ragged quilt and covered himself.
The brilliant sword aura is like a horse and practiced like a long rainbow, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, and containing the murderous aura of ruining everything, all of them hit the broken quilt, stirring up a gorgeous sword aura.
Master Wuhen was wrapped in a quilt, standing still.
Quilt for the faint of heart!
The rule-type props in the domination stage can be indestructible when wrapped in a quilt. No attack in the world can break through the defense of the quilt, because this is the rule.
Marshal Baihu took a deep look at the torn quilt, but it disappeared.
The illusion was once again plunged into darkness.
The leader of the Southern faction did not continue to attack, and seemed to have given up, waiting for the time to use the quilt to end.
The illusion needs to conform to the logic of reality. The price of the illusioned props is the same as that of the real thing. If there is no trace of the past in the quilt, he will be permanently sealed by the quilt after time passes. JrNovels.com
"boom boom boom"
The thick and solid defensive barriers were shattered one after another under the bombardment of meteorites, but the meteor shower only reduced it by one-third.
Master Wuhen sighed softly, raised his hand and pointed: "All falsehoods will return to nothingness."
Those meteorites that were about to hit him to pieces disappeared one after another and returned to nothingness.
He pointed at the ground again, "It's also nothingness."
The boiling magma extinguished, and the world returned to pure darkness.
In terms of illusion competition, the leader of the Southern School is obviously better than Master Wuhen, even though he has initially integrated demigod items at this moment, so he has to use the "void" skill to dissolve the illusion.
In the endless darkness, a sharp sword light lit up, like the dawn light illuminating the night.
That ray of dawn came, it was a woman walking with a sword, her facial features were cold and beautiful, her white hair as thick as a blanket was draped over her shoulders, and her eyelashes were also white.
Marshal White Tiger!
This is of course an illusion.
Marshal Baihu drove the sword light, and came straight to Master Wuhen. Hundreds of meters away, the sharp sword energy had pierced Master Wuhen full of holes and blood.
Master Wuhen dragged the heart with one hand, twisted it in the void with the other, and transformed into an old man with silver hair and a kind face.
The old man only existed for a second before his eyes disappeared.
This old man is the lord of the atrium, the highest-ranked existence among the five lords. With the status of Master Wuhen, it is not enough to illusion him.
In the competition of high-level illusionists, illusions need to abide by two rules. One is to follow the logic of reality. Things in reality can be illusioned at will, and things that are not in reality cannot be displayed in the form of illusions.
Furthermore, in reality, earth monsters are defensive classes, so in illusion, earth monsters cannot have high agility and output.
The second is the limitation of its own level.
Phantom gods can transform people and things of the same level, but peak masters cannot transform demigod-level powerhouses.
At this time, Marshal Baihu has arrived.
At the critical moment, Master Wuhen thought of a way to resolve it. He transformed into a ragged quilt and covered himself.
The brilliant sword aura is like a horse and practiced like a long rainbow, wrapped in the momentum of thunder, and containing the murderous aura of ruining everything, all of them hit the broken quilt, stirring up a gorgeous sword aura.
Master Wuhen was wrapped in a quilt, standing still.
Quilt for the faint of heart!
The rule-type props in the domination stage can be indestructible when wrapped in a quilt. No attack in the world can break through the defense of the quilt, because this is the rule.
Marshal Baihu took a deep look at the torn quilt, but it disappeared.
The illusion was once again plunged into darkness.
The leader of the Southern faction did not continue to attack, and seemed to have given up, waiting for the time to use the quilt to end.
The illusion needs to conform to the logic of reality. The price of the illusioned props is the same as that of the real thing. If there is no trace of the past in the quilt, he will be permanently sealed by the quilt after time passes. JrNovels.com
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