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At this time, the world finally turned into nothingness, and those lava, crystal wall fragments, and tornadoes all gradually melted into the darkness and became a part of the endless darkness.

Now, the three of them are just stepping on the darkness. If they can't make a sound, they really doubt whether they are just a part of the darkness.

As Feng Qinglang's fingers slid across the darkness, a flame lit up from his fingertips, becoming the only light in this world.

Unger couldn't help wondering: "This is a broken world. There are no rules. Why is there still light?"

Feng Qinglang said calmly: "Assume that in a world, all the gods have left, and there are no rules... Then, we are the creation gods now, and the rules we make are brand new rules for this world. I said there must be light, There will be light naturally!"

This time, not only Anger fell into deep thought, but even Umanara frowned slightly, lost in thought, and seemed to gain something from it.

So, she also tried to summon the light, and she also slid her fingers across the darkness, but she couldn't even draw a spark, and she couldn't help but annoyed, "Why can't I do it?"

"Because I was the first to summon the light, so the light godhead belongs to me!" Feng Qinglang tapped her fingertips on Wuman Nala's fingertips, and then passed the dazzling flames to the opponent's hand , It is truly eye-catching.

The moment her fingertips touched, Umanara trembled inexplicably, like a string in her heart, which was also gently flicked at this moment, like the altar in the center of the heart lake, which suddenly followed. Lighting up the flame... For a moment, she forgot to answer.

Feng Qinglang pursed her lips. What he didn't tell the other party was that this is the world after the collapse of the millennium in a blink of an eye, not an ordinary godless place. In this world, when the crystal walls are intact, if the illusionists' abilities are infinite, That is a complete copy of everything in the outside world, and it is not comparable to the general illusion world.

So, even here, how easy is it to re-establish the rules?If it was an illusion world after the general collapse, he would have already filled it with light.

Umanara suddenly said nervously: "I kind of understand why love is so easy to happen between gods and spirits at the beginning of the world?"

Unger realized, "Is it because the light in the darkness is particularly touching?"

"No, it's just because there are too few people, there is basically no choice..."

"..."

Feng Qinglang smiled bitterly and said, "Follow me, I will try to take you away!"

He is too familiar with everything here, along this street, to the end, is the location of the sculpture, of course, now there are no streets, no buildings... There is only boundless darkness, and he can only walk by memory, but Feng Qingming knows that the sculpture is still there, even if the world collapses, it is still there!

That point of light leads the way ahead, Feng Qinglang's not tall back, now in the eyes of Anger and Umanara, is so stalwart!It's not that they haven't been alone in the dark, but the darkness after the collapse of the world is a completely different kind of desolation and depth. There are always some children's fears, as if in the deep darkness around them, there will suddenly protrude. With claws or something strange, he will be taken away in one fell swoop, and he will fall into darkness forever...

Because the silent suffocation was too strong, Umanara was already closely behind Feng Qinglang, but Ang was at the end. This made Your Excellency the Illusionist feel a little embarrassed. At the end of this mysterious experience, the tour guide was instead Tourists lead away.

"Hey, can you walk faster?" Umanela bumped into Feng Qinglang's back again, and couldn't help protesting.

"There are some spatial turbulence around..."

As soon as Feng Qinglang said these words, the dejected state of the two of them suddenly turned into trembling and walking on thin ice. Feng Qinglang couldn't help laughing and said: "But I'm not sure... Maybe it's a way of exporting! After all, the chaos after the collapse There is always exclusivity, that is... I don’t know if stepping into those turbulent currents will return to our original world!”

It was meant to be comforting, but the two of them were terrified for no reason.

Feng Qinglang stopped again, and said softly: "Follow closely, there is a mess of spatial turbulence, let's go around it."

For the two of them, the road ahead was pitch-black, and they didn't know how Feng Qinglang recognized the turbulence, but they still followed Feng Qinglang's every step honestly and avoided the nothingness. Unger felt that the last face must be Put it down, pull up a ribbon of Umanara's fluttering long skirt, and treat it as a trace of spiritual connection, just like a child crossing the road, follow it honestly.

The further you walked, the stronger the feeling of suffocation became. Umanara exhaled fiercely, feeling that she had to say something to distract her attention, and said, "Hey, who is that? What kind of illusion is this? Why? Will there be a sculpture of Di Allen? What kind of illusionist is the voice coming from above at the end, as if he thinks too highly of himself?"

Feng Qinglang said: "There are too many questions, I can't hear clearly, which one do you want to ask? Ask in order."

Umanara said: "Tell me what illusion is first, it seems very powerful!"

Feng Qinglang said: "Uh... remember the first question is not this."

"...Which who? This is the first question?"

"Hmm! My name is Wen Ruyu, a modest gentleman, as gentle as jade!"

"Ghost Xihan, what's your name? What's the philosophical meaning of the name? What I want to ask is, what kind of illusion is this?"

"Uh...there is space turbulence again."

"..."

During the messy conversation, they finally returned to the location of the sculpture, and sure enough, Di Allen's sculpture still stood tall!

After getting this confirmation, Feng Qinglang suddenly realized that ordinary illusions use the illusionist's spiritual sea as the main battlefield, but in the blink of an eye, the target's spiritual sea is used as the main battlefield, and then the real world is used as the main battlefield. Copy it in, and it has achieved the name of the strongest illusion in history!

In order not to frighten the two people behind her, Feng Qinglang, who possesses the Light Godhead of Splitting the World, resolutely blocked the vision of this sculpture. From the perspective of Anger and Umanara, this place is still a deep darkness.

"Hey, why are you in a daze? Could it be that when you looked up, what you saw wasn't darkness?" Umanara didn't like anything now.

Feng Qinglang turned her head and found that the two of them also raised their heads. She couldn't help laughing and said, "Your Excellency Anger, try to sense the spiritual channel you originally assumed. Is it still there?"

The position of the sculpture is equivalent to the only lighthouse in this dilapidated world, the mainstay of his own spiritual sea, in other words, all the rules that existed before, they still exist in this position.