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In the face of opponents, Wang Lin did not attack or defend. Instead, he extended his right index finger and pointed his own eyebrows as if to be self-satisfied.

His right index finger is on his fingertips, but there is a little bit of color shining.

This colored light falls on Wang Lin's own eyebrows, but sees everything around his body, shaking and shaking, whether it is the temple on the top of the mountain in Penglai, or the heaven and earth outside the hall, or in the white robe in front of him. The old people are all twisted together.

Except for Wang Lin himself, the whole world seems to be turbulent, and it becomes illusory by reality.

The foreground of the eye is constantly changing and twisting, and it is unclear. Wang Lin looks indifferent, his right hand points on his eyebrows, and the color of the light keeps flashing.

The illusory world seems to be unreal and difficult to distinguish. In the chaos, there is a shadow lying on the side, lying on the arm, holding the head and neck, and sleeping.

This figure can only see an outline of the shape of the figure. In this silhouette, there are flashes of brilliance, grotesque, unpredictable, seemingly chaotic, but not a bit of a fascinating, unconsciously intoxicating. .

With the movement of Wang Lin, this person seems to suddenly wake up from a deep sleep, a big dream, sleepy eyes.

A pair of eyes opened and looked forward, and they saw the empty space in front of them. They stood quietly in a youth dressed in purple, with long white hair and a cold and indifferent look.

This young man is naturally Wang Lin. He did not pay the fighting method with him at this time. He did not see the Xuan Tian Feng Shenqi and the Heavenly Sword.

I saw that Wang Lin was closing his eyes, and it was like falling asleep, but his right hand fingers were lightly on his eyebrows, and a group of colored lights flashed.

Wang Lin’s volatility of the gods gradually became stronger and stronger. It seems as if you will wake up from your sleep.

The man looked at him, and a pair of nephews gradually became brighter and more radiant.

"This illusion is good, it is very suitable for me to practice. The only drawback is that it fits with my mana during practice. I will get people into it without knowing it." The man muttered to himself, but the voice was a woman's voice: "But this person has a deep understanding of the real, false and true changes."

The woman looked at Wang Lin: "Xuanmen Tianzong? The last time the Three Seas of the Bohai Sea were born, I heard the name. These years have become more powerful. I thought they only got the Weizhou Xianshan. But they didn't even think that Penglai Xianshan also got it. There are two mountains in hand, and if even the abbot Xianshan is also obtained, this Bohai will be completely returned to them."

She sighed: "There is a place to move, but it is hard to find another place in Bohai that is suitable for my practice. Where should I go? Xuanhai has a dragon. The sea is too violent, not a moment. Peace, Xinghai has no gateway, can only go to the empty sea to find a hidden place, if you can find a completely original thousand world or foreign space just fine."

The woman was somewhat distressed and licked her own eyebrows. She looked at the other side and saw the chaotic and fuzzy void. There was also a huge golden-winged Dapeng bird. The body was seriously injured, but at the moment, he looked safe and fell asleep. It seems to be doing a sweet dream.

"Wake them up first, send them to leave." The woman shook her head, first came to Wang Lin, and gently took a shot.

Originally opposed to the colored light on the right index finger of Wang Lin, the invisible force that prevented it from awakening suddenly disappeared.

Wang Lin hurriedly opened his eyes. The eyes looked indifferently at the woman who had difficulty recognizing the specific image in front of her eyes. Reconnaissance of the surrounding environment, after a little stay on the golden-winged Dapeng bird. No other discoveries were made and turned back to the woman in front.

"Dream, Ning's late song?" Although it is a questioning tone, Wang Lin's expression is very calm, just watching the woman quietly.

The woman nodded: "I am a late song."

Wang Lin looked up and looked at the space around the chaotic chaos. This is a huge illusion in the Bohai Sea. The power of illusory change is extremely strong, and it should be a rare and powerful illusion in the whole Bohai Sea.

The Bohai Sea is also known as the Mirage Sea. The illusion is fascinating and unpredictable.

It is not only the strong gods who have turned the gods into the realm of the realm of the gods, but also those who are strong in the realm of returning to the realm of the realm of the cross, and it is not uncommon to fall into the Bohai Sea.

Xuanten Tianzong has two fairy hills in Pazhou and Penglai. Relying on the convenience of Xianshan, it can be solved without ignoring the vast majority of the Bohai illusion. However, before the Fangzhang Xianshan has completely controlled the entire Bohai Sea, some of the most top-notch illusions are still full of danger.

Lin Feng must be vigilant. Wang Lin and others should be careful to deal with it. Once the younger disciples get stuck, it is likely that there will be a dead situation.

At this moment, this illusion is full of dangers, unpredictable, and unconsciously trapped in, making it difficult to call.

However, as a disciple of Lin Feng’s door, Wang Lin’s people who have the deepest understanding of the truth, the truth, and the truth, let him fall into it for so long without knowing it, not only the magical power, but also because of Ning’s own song. The combination of mana and illusion makes the illusion even stronger, and Wang Lin also spent a lot of effort to break free from it.

Ning’s late song said quietly: “When I retreat, my own magical powers will be in harmony with the illusion. This is a drawback and self-protection.”

Wang Lin didn't have any smile on his face, staring at Ning's late song: "You can create this dream, you can find out what people think and think, and remember in your heart?"

Ning's late song shook his head and said: "You have dreamed because of my magical powers. All the dreams that come from are derived from the condensation of your own thoughts. It is your own to have a dream, a thought and a dream."

"I won't spy on people's hearts. What I can see is just what you see in your dreams. As for why you present those things in your dreams, what you think about in your dreams is not clear."

"What you experience in your dreams is not a real thing, but a projection of your own mind, and it is just one of many possibilities, but it will be the strongest one."

Ning's late song saw Wang Lin's eyes: "You know that you have entered the Bohai Sea. The thoughts and concerns are first related to the Bohai Sea. If I have not guessed wrong, the three things that you value most are the gains and losses of the division. Or you are Master's interests are lost, and the safety of the brothers and your disciples, as well as the safety of your parents and relatives."

"So it is in your dreams, that is, the younger brother and the younger generation are shackled by the enemy. The enemy intends to touch the Penglai and Pazhou mountains that the Gui faction has mastered. It also threatens you and kills your parents and relatives."

"In your heart, in the Bohai Sea, this is the three things you least want to see, the three things that you least want to happen, the three things that make your emotional consciousness the most intense. So it is natural in a dream. Presented."

Wang Lin’s pupil was slightly shrunk and stared at Ning’s late song. Ning’s late song gave him a look: “And the white robe middle-aged man is the projection of the enemy in your heart, not someone. It’s the synthesis of multiple enemies. All the features are combined."

"One person who makes you hostile, or makes you disgusted, draws each of them, leaving you with the deepest impression, or the features you hate most, projected on the white robe middle-aged."

Wang Lin’s eyes flashed and did not speak.

That white robe middle-aged. Good at forbearance, hiding in the Bohai Sea, crouching for many years. Secretly operating, not known, but the strength is quite good.

This trait is due to the deepest impression that the Emperor left on Wang Lin.

This person took Wang Lin’s relatives’ parents to make a fuss, threatening him and forcing him to choose to save the Weizhou Xianshan. These actions made Wang Lin cold, and he was the most offensive against him.

This trait. It stems from the fact that it was too illusory to take Shi Tianzhao’s parents to make a fuss, which inspired Wang Lin’s great hostility. Also unusually disgusted.

At the same time, it was also difficult for Zhang Lie to take a picture of Yang Qing in the past. For Zhang Lie, it is difficult to call Wang Lin an enemy, but what he did was disgusting Wang Lin.

His people are brutal and killing, and the magic weapon is based on the reinvention of life. The Taoism is biased towards the reincarnation of the ancestors and the emperor, and Wang and Mu Lin restrain each other, and the enemies are generally opposite.

This reflects his very impressive image of the opponent.

From the practice to the present, Wang Lin’s enemies who have fought against each other have not been enemies, but the one who impressed him the most is always the time when he returned to his hometown in Jindan’s time to visit his relatives. I want to take all his life sacrifices.

That was the most dangerous battle of Wang Lin’s life, and he died in danger. In the end, most of the people were safe.

Then the second deepest impression was the battle of the annihilation of the mysterious, and the reincarnation of the reincarnation of the sect of the sect of the time, the battle of the fire line under the pressure, the achievement of the realm of the gods, guarding the teacher and relatives behind him.

Next is Shi Tianyi, Si Kongyou and others.

Among the potential opponents, the too illusory view of Wang Lin is the most concerned. This white robes of the middle-aged people in the white robes are more or less integrated into the shadow of the imaginary supernatural powers.

The world of the dead in the black gate, in addition to a dead silence, is too imaginary, Shen Tianmiao has a similar appearance to the fairyland, and its stimulating black mirror light, unpredictable, difficult to capture, difficult to describe, there are too empty nine Heaven, the shadow of the illusory light in the sky is in it.

In addition, this white robe middle-aged person has a variety of other, or clear or vague qualities, or make him hate, or make him disgusted, or despise him.

It all stems from the opponents he has experienced in the past, or the inevitable potential enemies, and they are patchwork, each of which is a scale and a half claw. They eventually come together to form the image of this white robe middle-aged.

Wang Lin looked at Ning's late songs indifferently, and Ning's late-language ambiguous facial features faintly made an Emei movement.

She understands the meaning of Wang Lin. For her words, Wang Linxin and unbelief have little to do with it. The point is that she now knows many secret stories of Tianmen Tianzong.

Regarding Wang Lin’s personal problems, he can not talk about it first. The ancestral disciple’s family is protected in Xianshan, and others can guess.

However, in addition to the Weishan Xianshan, Xuanten Tianzong also mastered the Penglai Xianshan, which is a secret in the secret. So far, only a few people of Lin Feng have learned.

At the end of the dispute over the Bohai Sea, the overall strength of Xuanmen Tianzong has made great progress. Even if the news leaks, the impact is not as serious as it used to be, but it is ultimately a top secret message, and it will be announced and announced by itself. Forcing disclosure is a very different matter.

Ning late sang the eyebrows and said: "I have no intention of being involved in disputes. I only want to be undisturbed in the world, and I am safe and thoughtful. After today, I will leave the Bohai Sea."

Wang Lin said coldly: "Those who can wait for it, let me return to my five divisions." (To be continued)