At this moment I revive the Chinese gods

"By the way, you said that the main function of the treasures you created with your fantasy power is to create phantom formations. What is the secondary function?"

Bored, Zhao Feiyu tilted his head and asked, he didn't want to stop for a moment when he had never talked to a living person.

Jin Ling also chatted with him very cooperatively, saying: "Because my ability is closely related to the dream, when I am in a special situation, the dream can directly change the reality!"

"What do you mean?" Zhao Feiyu was a little confused.

"Well, strictly speaking, that thing can fulfill any of your wishes!" Jin Ling said seriously, "Including destroying the world!"

"Such a cow?"

Zhao Feiyu's eyeballs were about to fall out: "Then wouldn't it make you invincible as long as you have that thing?"

"Of course you can't say that!" Jin Ling smiled awkwardly, "If this is the truth, wouldn't it mean that I, who possesses the main body of the power of illusion, am invincible?"

"Do you think I am still a false saint?"

"If you want to display the magical power in it, you need a very strong power to support it, and this power can't be anything else, it can only be faith!"

"Or, the wishes of all beings!"

Afraid that she didn't explain thoroughly enough, Jin Ling made a more vivid metaphor: "For example, the weather is very hot, and everyone is very hot, so they all want to cool off, want to cool off, when the wisps of wisps seem to disappear The desire to condense together becomes a belief!"

"When the great river of faith is covering the sky, it will exert unimaginable power!"

Her voice paused, and she added: "Of course, the desire to destroy the world may not be able to be achieved by even the will of the entire universe!"

Zhao Feiyu listened carefully, and after Jin Ling finished speaking, he said in a deep voice, "It's impossible to destroy the world, but it's still possible to open up all the strange doors, right?"

"Huh?" Jin Ling didn't understand why Zhao Feiyu said such a sentence suddenly.

But the other party obviously didn't give her a chance to express her doubts, got up and said, "Come on, I think we still have something to do!"

Zhao Feiyu stared sharply at the enchantment in front of him, and said, "Can you help me find a word? A word that belongs to me!"

That is Zhao Feiyu's own natal character.

He believed that as long as he wrote this talisman with supernatural powers, the enchantment would collapse instantly.

Although Jin Ling didn't know the way of talisman, she also understood Zhao Feiyu's thoughts in Zhao Feiyu's eyes, and said seriously:

"Since it belongs to you alone, of course only you can find it, and outsiders can't help, but..."

Her voice gradually hesitated, but Zhao Feiyu saw the dawn of hope.

"But what?" He asked with lightning-like eyes.

"But I let you dive into the deepest part of your soul, which is the foundation of your consciousness building, where you can see anything about yourself, and thus find the word you said!"

Jin Ling said slowly: "However, my strength is too weak. After helping you enter the state of latent vision, I will fall into a deep sleep again, and then I will not be able to pull you out immediately!"

"In short, after you find the word you want, you must take the initiative to exit the subconscious state, otherwise when your main consciousness sinks or is killed in the subconscious, your body will also become one at the same time. A living dead!"

"There will never be a day when I wake up again!"

"You have to understand the risks involved, Brother Zhao!" Jin Ling's voice was heavy, she didn't want Zhao Feiyu to take such a risk.

Others don't know, but she knows it well.

Most of the people who entered the state of latent vision were drowned in the gentle land created by the power of dreams and could not extricate themselves, and a few people who woke up under her call would also be killed in the violent wind of consciousness!

The probability of success is probably only one in a thousand!

"I understand what you mean. This attempt is doomed, but our time is running out!" Zhao Feiyu shook his head and said, "If we can't go out, it will be too late when the vicissitudes of the outside world change!"

"So... please!" Zhao Feiyu said deeply.

"Oh! You are still so stubborn!" Jin Ling sighed, she never had any hope of persuading him, she just wanted him to be more cautious.

Zhao Feiyu sat cross-legged, his muscles relaxed, but his eyes were determined to the extreme.

"Let's get started!" he said slowly.

Jin Ling's illusory figure wrapped around his body like a long snake and came to him: "Relax your body, don't deny my power!"

Qianqian's jade hand lightly landed on Zhao Feiyu's forehead, and he felt an extremely cool force penetrate into every cell of him, spreading away like falling into water.

It was a very wonderful feeling, like being in a gentle land that had never been there before, and the coolness immediately turned into an intoxicating warmth.

Zhao Feiyu felt as if he had sunk into the ocean formed by the infusion of honey.

Consciousness slowly sinks to the bottom!

"Brother Zhao, I pray that you can wake up safely!" Jin Ling's body became unreal, and finally only a faint voice remained, and she retracted into the bell again.

The crisp bells rang in the enclosed space, sweet and sad.

on the square.

The huge wings of the three-legged Golden Crow covered the sky and covered the sun, and with a slight spread, it set off a strong wind, disrupting the magnificently decorated event into chaos!

"Dragon City, hand over my master!" The creature that originally only existed in myth roared.

The huge coercion made most of the strong people present prostrate on the ground at this time. The three-legged Golden Crow is an ancient beast, and its own cultivation has reached the fourth level of the Old Sage. Almost no one wants to confront him head-on.

As the chief culprit, Longcheng was now at the center of the storm, and his whole body was buzzing with cannons. It was torn into rags under the crazily torn by the hurricane, revealing the hideous tattoos all over his body.

It was like a scene from hell.

Devil Rakshasa bit each other, and the terrifying fangs and claws pierced through the armor and tore the internal organs. Just looking at this tattoo makes people shudder.

Who would have thought that this fellow stood on the altar just now and claimed to be the apostle of God!

For a while, the crowd's spurning sounded one after another, which was far from the scene of Wanling's worship just now.

"I've said it before, you're just a maggot that can't see the light and can only curl up in a dark ditch, delusional to stand under the sun and claim to be the apostle of God!" The three-legged Jinwu displayed his vicious language art at this time. To the fullest: "A maggot like you will be roasted into a set of carrion by the scorching sun, hahaha!"