He Has a Dragon

Anyone who sees himself suddenly turned into a pile of bones will be frightened and at the same time, he will definitely not be able to accept that he has become like this.

Of course Wang Le is no exception.

Even though he knew that this was an illusion and not real, Wang Le still couldn't accept it.

"Before I transformed into Zhu Jiuyin, and now I have turned into a pile of bones. God, do you have fun playing with me like this?" Wang Le couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

But in the illusion, even if you don't want to accept yourself becoming like this, you have no choice but to take one step at a time and then make plans.

Next, Wang Le did not return to his body, but wandered to a nearby small pit full of blood.

Following Wang Le, he saw a white flame the size of a baby's fist in the reflection of the blood in the small pit.

"Uh! Is this my soul form?" Wang Le couldn't help but mutter in his heart in surprise.

Although this is an illusion and is not real, his body and soul exist in this form in the illusion, which makes Wang Le unable to help but recall his experience in Genghis Khan's underground mausoleum.

Genghis Khan's servant Soul Eater at that time should be the soul of a wolf demon.

Since practicing the Supreme Divine Consciousness Cultivation Technique "Three Thousand Whirling Worlds", Wang Le has also realized that there is a close relationship between the divine consciousness and the soul.

To put it simply, the stronger your spiritual consciousness is, the stronger your own soul will become.

Without going too far, back to the topic, Wang Le did not expect that his soul would appear as a ball of flame in the illusion.

He originally thought that his soul should take on the appearance of his body just like the soul-eating one.

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

"Why is it a ball of flame?" Wang Le thought to himself in confusion.

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

If you waste all your time on these things, it will be too much of a loss. It is better to break the illusion quickly and return to the real world.

Immediately, Wang Le's soul was seen floating back to his current body. Well, that's right, it's the humanoid skeleton with no missing arms or legs.

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

When Wang Le came to the edge of the Blood River, he gradually adapted to his current body, and the various discomforts he felt at the beginning were gone.

Looking at the extremely wide and turbulent blood river in front of him, Wang Le couldn't help but think of the Yangtze River during the flood period, when the water was very strong.

The only difference between the two is that the former is not flowing with water, but with scarlet blood that smells like blood!

Where to go?

Standing on the bank of the Blood River, Wang Le, who had no clues, couldn't help but lament.

Looking around, except for Wang Le, a living creature, he saw no other life at all.

There seemed to be nothing between heaven and earth except bones.

This is why Wang Le has a tough will that has been tempered by countless lives and deaths. Otherwise, as long as a person with a weaker will is in this illusion where the air is full of death and despair, he would have completely collapsed. .

After a while, Wang Le suppressed the negative emotions such as frustration and impatience in his heart and tried to stay as calm as possible.

After stabilizing his mental state, Wang Le strengthened his spirits, and then walked slowly downstream along the flow of the blood river.

As for flying in the air, Wang Le had already tried it and it didn't work.

To be more precise, in this illusion like a hell, Wang Le had completely lost his magic power and his martial arts cultivation.

But the only thing that made Wang Le feel lucky was that the physical power did not disappear along with the magic power.

And this also gave Wang Le more confidence to break through the illusion.

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

Being in such an illusion, Wang Le couldn't help but have the illusion that time had stopped.

But all the difficulties before him could not disturb Wang Le's state of mind.

He was seen stepping on the ground filled with bones. In order to avoid losing his way, he always walked forward along the blood river.

I don't know how long it took, but when I climbed over the ninth steep bone mountain made of bones on the river bank, the flame soul in Wang Le's skull suddenly trembled, and then fell to the ground without hesitation.

On the vast plain below the Bone Mountain, two armies of bones were silently confronting each other.

Wang Le, who was lying on the top of the mountain, looked at the members of the Bone Army on the plain. They were all the same as himself, with a ball of flame of different sizes and colors in their skulls.

In addition, every member of the Bone Army has weapons in their hands.

However, the quality of the weapons varied, ranging from weapons made of polished bones to weapons made of metal.

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

Some were holding half-length swords, or short spears, and so on.

Although Wang Le's cultivation power has been completely lost, his vision is still there.

Those were these broken metal weapons. Although they were not shiny and had no eye-catching features, Wang Le could tell that none of them were ordinary.

Especially the weapons held by the Bone Warriors in the Bone Army, who invisibly exude a powerful aura.

Although some were even more damaged, Wang Le could see the occasional flash of light on these severely mutilated weapons, all of which showed how extraordinary they were when intact.

For example, in one of the armies, the only skeleton warrior wearing a broken helmet and rusty armor had an aura like the sea and was the most powerful.

In his hand, he was holding a broken knife with only one-third of it remaining. The violent aura emanating from it made Wang Le tremble with fear as soon as he saw it, and he did not dare to look at it a second time.

"Let's face it, it's just an illusion. Is it necessary to make it so realistic?"

Wang Le looked at the two skeleton armies in great glory on the plain and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

At the same time, Wang Le also breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

Because he finally saw a living creature.

Even if he exists in the form of human bones like himself, it is still better than the space created by the illusion, where there is no other living thing except himself.

Next, Wang Le couldn't help but observe the flames in the skulls of these bone warriors.

Wang Le discovered that the stronger the aura exuded by the Bone Warrior, the darker the color of the flames in the skull.