I, the leader of the secret sect, will do great things in the infinite world!

Unexpectedly, Dayan was actually a hero from generation to generation, and he was trapped until a certain Jiazi, when there was no one capable of playing chess with him, he broke through with a long roar.

In that Jiazi, the 12-year-old Jie who symbolized "literature" and "culture" died.

The 12-year-old "Ling" woke up screaming from a big dream. When she woke up, she wanted to drink, and when she drank to her heart's content, she wanted to compose poems. In the extremely dark and sweet dreams, Ling often dipped her tail in ink. In her dreams and reality, there are eternal masterpieces, until the great master had a long talk with her at a poetry meeting and asked her to stay in Yumen City for a hundred years.

The yellow sand in the desert is endless, and the strong man died in Loulan overnight.From then on, Ling's dreams began to contain images of war and iron horses.

Some of the 12-year-olds in the picture have a strong nature and have fought a hundred battles and have already promised their country; some are ruthless and arrogant, and do not hesitate to use the common people as a chessboard; some are carefree and happy, drinking and having fun in their dreams; some are worried, and even Sitting in the painting for a hundred years, refusing to close his eyes.

Year ranks ninth among 12-year-olds. In the Si Sui Tai of Yan State, it is said that "there are beasts like chalk, belly like a big cauldron, nine in number, and horns like red copper. The color changes for a long time, and it looks like a day."

The Immortal withdrew his arm from his sleeve.

"Actually, I don't want to ask for any help. After all, when the twelve of us were still living in the guise of a year old, your body seemed to be destroyed just by meeting you?"

Nian laughed and twirled his fingers, and the nameless short stick between his five fingers became bigger and thicker, like a mountain.

"After a hundred years of planning, it will be destroyed in one day. The country will be rusted, like a dream, like electricity, leaving no trace... The dream is about to wake up now. This time is so short that it can be ignored compared to tens of millions of years. Jie has become Sui Xiang's favorite, so who will be next? Is it my sister Ling who is happy and happy in her dreams, or my sister Xi who is so afraid that she won't even close her eyes for a hundred years?"

"Anyway, I still have time before I wake up."

Snapped.

The short stick was held in Nian's hand and pointed directly at Tallulah who was walking in front of him.

The dragon girl smiled strangely. The long sword around her waist had been unsheathed at some point, and she was dragging on the ground and walking towards Nian. Behind her was the burning city of Chernobog. The distorted oil painting was flattened, but the heat rushed towards her face, and the passing pedestrians and thugs passed through her body like phantoms.

The blade slashed across the ground, leaving molten traces, proving that this was not a grotesque illusion.

It is not surprising that immortals would have nostalgia for the past, but it is unusual for "memories" to have such strong aura that they can be called dreams.

Mosaic-like white spots emerged from the end of the short stick in the young man's hand, and the world and the dimensions beyond the world began to be melted into one.

"Oh? Dare to come over? Did you come to me instead of running away? It's rare that Tallulah, the container you chose, was like a mental patient who lost his mind in the hollow of his mind. Existence smeared on the cerebral cortex to tell you."

"If I don't come close to you, how can I keep you on the land of Ursus?"

Tallulah's voice became elongated and distorted, and it was so distant that it looked like lightning that exploded behind the clouds, and twisted like a vortex rolled up by the river. The passers-by around them knelt down on the ground clutching their heads in pain, and the words appeared in front of their eyes. In the deep and dark forest, the flapping of wings of winged creatures rang in my ears like clappers.

"Okay, let's get closer."

Afterwards, the consciousness and soul of all the people present began to be confused, and the surrounding buildings began to lose their stable form, and some laws of the world also became ambiguous.

In the section close to Tallulah, everything began to twist and loop like a ouroboros, and in the deep and dark shadows, thin and illusory wings began to spread.

At the other end, a huge fire rose up, and the sky dimmed accordingly. Those hissing sounds came from all directions, but the iconic laughing sound of Nian sounded in the air.

"Heaven has an oven."

......

In the distance, a burst of light rose into the sky.

The storm swept in with dust and spread over the devastated land.

Under the core city control tower, the members of both sides who were fighting subconsciously wanted to look back, but they heard Tallulah's urgent voice coming from the front:

"Everyone lie down! Don't look!"

Even though there was a lot of confusion in their hearts, most members of the integration movement still lowered their heads, even ignoring the crossbow arrows and pistol shots that were close at hand, and just hugged their weapons tightly and fell to the ground.

But on the battlefield, there are always those who are slow to beat, or who are self-assertive.

A member of the integration movement stared stupidly at the light rising from the end of the world. He suddenly let out a sharp howl, and the lens in his eye socket burned into a piece of molten viscous substance, and infinite knowledge was poured into his brain in an instant. , destroyed his sanity.

If Li Lin is here, it is clear that a new kind of influence is gathering around.

【fascinated】

[A certain influence disappears in an instant. 】

[Light leaks in through the crack.My mind is clearer than ever.The higher I go, the more I see. 】

This powerful influence called fascination destroys the will of the person who looks directly at him in an instant, and dissolves his brain in mystery, and the poor creature falls straight to the ground in an instant, his shriveled internal organs still intact. Wrapped in ragged skin, he was still alive, but dead.

The reunification movement is strictly prohibited, and such people are only a minority, and the Chernobog police, who were completely unprepared, were all recruited in an instant.

The sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell into the turbulent dust. The air was filled with substantial light, and everything it passed was coated with a layer of gold.

It wasn't until nearly 10 minutes later that Tallulah raised her head. At that moment, she thought she had come to the sculpture gallery.

She stood up silently, walked around the frozen people, and whispered to the surviving members of the integration movement.

The Chernobog police force, which had been entangled with them for a long time, was actually solved in such a dramatic way. The members of the integration movement marched towards the command tower in silence one by one. The sudden disaster made them incapable of enjoying the joy of victory.

There's just one more problem to be solved: there seems to be more than one Tallulah in Chernoborg right now.

So which Tallulah is real?

......

Outside the department store, Li Lin, who was carrying a crowbar, felt an itchy nasal cavity for no reason, and a shivering feeling spread from his chest to his fingertips.

He subconsciously turned on the system.

The dark green tabletop emerged from the void, and the translucent cards were stacked on it, like a poker game that had just started with a mountain of chips.

And that special, as if electric shock, touch came from a newly-emerged countdown icon on the dark green desktop. It flashed rapidly, seeming to indicate that something unknown was happening.

The text of the system in front of him refreshed and fell like a torrential rain.

[Someone has arrived. 】

[The dissolution and forgetting of memories, winged creatures in fantasy flutter, candlelight swaying in passion and longing to give a warning. 】

[All signs are warning: a long-lived person has arrived. 】

Then this text was overshadowed by mottled gray, and a new text appeared with the cracking sound of the countdown icon.

【Your enemy is close at hand! 】

The countdown icon on the dark green desktop disappeared, and at the place where the icon disappeared, a new card was announcing his existence to Li Lin.

The invisible strokes on the card surface are outlining the silhouette of the Eternal Man: Mottled gray patterns cover his face like a spiral, countless small shadows blend with the dark brown card back, and the long silver hair seems to be Constantly changing, like snake scales, and like scale powder on the wings of winged creatures.

[Eternal Life: The Immortal Black Snake. 】

【Our enemy is the undead black snake, Cosche, a long-lived moth who has experienced many battles under the emperors of Ursus, and he is loyal to this country. 】

[He tends to play with the souls of his opponents, but he is also no stranger to the laws of transformation. 】

[He prefers to subtly change his opponents, but don’t underestimate his power in the real dimension. 】

Li Lin raised his eyes, and Tallulah was standing in the dust and mist looking at him.

The corners of Dragon Girl's mouth turned up, showing a smile.

43 Qicheng was shaken! (Fantasy standard chapter name)

The buildings in the distance are melting little by little. It is difficult to determine whether this is an illusion or something happening in the real dimension.

The arrival of the Immortals triggered drastic changes in the world. A distorted gust of wind blew from the left, and amidst the exclamations of the ignorant people, rolled up several cars and turned them into a mass of scrap metal. Some people were crushed Below, the deep red blood soaked the ground.

Something is approaching, and intense pain is coming from the air. The pedestrians on the long street cannot see it, so when the air waves pass by, their skin peels off from the outside to the inside, like a dancer explaining Take off your scarf and clothes.

Visions aren't just people.

The road surface is warped and blistered like dead skin, pieces of bark are withered and drooping, revealing the pale inside, metal is rusting layer by layer, and an insect is excitedly using its mouthparts to pluck off its wings... Everything is shedding.

To shed the skin, to throw away what is no longer needed.

A strong moth-like influence roared in, and crazy auras continued to gush out from the air. Things contaminated by the auras mutated into weird and twisted images. Trees that peeled off their skin sprouted wriggling tentacles, and bugs swelled like fruits. The color of the carapace is getting brighter and brighter.

On the dark green tabletop, moth-like influence cards began to proliferate, occupying a corner of the table like mitosis. This was the highest influence Li Lin had obtained so far.

【Impact: The Roar of the Heart】

[Third-order moth phase influence. 】

[Emotions distort our thinking.One passion surrenders to another, like a leaf blown by the wind! 】

[A third-order influence!Power and danger intersect and become one. 】

The storm of oblivion began to sweep across the center of the dragon girl, and the power from the chaos deep in the heart began to impact Li Lin's brain.

Of course Li Lin knew this was not an illusion.

The data vision of the system in front of him was refreshed like a storm. Every card on the dark green table was about to move, like a leaf about to be blown up by the wind. This was a silent and dangerous turmoil. Li Lin's brain was There was a tap dance in the skull.

[The immortal black snake's strength has increased, and he has made full preparations. 】

[He will take his enemies more seriously. 】

[Current power: 7]

The corners of Li Lin's mouth rose uncontrollably. Every time the soft brain tissue came into contact with the skull, his body began to shake unconsciously. In the secret religion simulator, when the strength and connections of the immortal reach 10, he will directly attack the opponent. Attack.

Although Black Snake's power is only 7 now, he uses Tallulah's body to stand not far away in person.

Whether it is the tenth level of power or the seventh level of power, it is very simple to kill Li Lin.

Li Lin couldn't help but get happy when he thought about being played by the black snake - under normal circumstances, Li Lin was half a madman, but now he was complete.

As soon as he took off his pants, he kept shaking his left hand back and forth, and swung a crowbar with his right hand, striding forward towards the black snake.

Li Lin laughed loudly, and opened his mouth to express his ambition with a poem: "I am laughing at the sky from the sword, and I will leave Kunlun with my heart and gall!"

If only he could put on his pants and stop the movements of his left hand.

The heroic laughter gradually approached the black snake, "Tallulah" raised her eyes slightly, and then the storm in her heart became more and more crazy.

Li Lin's brain hit his skull even more intensely, making it difficult to distinguish distance and direction. He simply put down the crowbar and used it as a guide stick, groping towards the black snake.

"Talulah"'s face twitched slightly.

Then she raised her wrist and pressed her five fingers towards the shaky figure, and the gust of wind suddenly became more violent.

Li Lin's figure is like a thin piece of thatch, his upper body involuntarily leaned back, and hit the twisted street light pole with a bang, the sharp iron sheet and the skin on his back fell off bloody, like a worn-out roll. cloth.

The busy left hand kept Li Lin thinking weakly, and he took the time to glance at the system.

[Current power: 7]

Black Snake's power is incomplete.

So his limit is 7?There are 7 meanings in it!

Li Lin suddenly understood, so he laughed louder and rushed while laughing.

"What are you doing?"

Perhaps Li Lin's behavior was so absurd that even the immortals found it ridiculous, so he asked Li Lin for the first time.

Although the Immortal knew that he couldn't get a satisfactory answer, even though he was limited by Tallulah and couldn't really free his hands, the large-scale psychic storm was enough to destroy Li Lin's mind.

So without waiting for Li Lin to answer, he spoke on his own again.

"It's so sad to use a story to make a lie, and use this lie to deceive more people. It's not your thoughts, it's something you've seen, but even the imitation of the scene is disturbing. remaining temperature."

"Immortal Black Snake" opened his mouth slowly, maybe he felt that he had already won: the only immortal who can beat him, one of the 12-year-olds, stopped in another city, who else can save Li Lin now?

As he said, he did not believe that the book was written by Li Lin, and the Immortal also scorned Tallulah's behavior of calling Li Lin his mentor.

But this does not mean that the Immortal is not concerned about this. On the contrary, he attaches great importance to the ideas spread by Li Lin, so much that he does not hesitate to come in person to completely eliminate the danger.

Now Li Lin has no chance to resist at all, but the "Immortal Black Snake" has become interested in him instead. Destroying a person's mind is far more superior than destroying a person's body.

"You know what's going on in Ursus. Idealists are useless here. My daughter is too young, and you don't think like her."

"Machiavellianism."

"What did you say?" The longevity man frowned slightly, this was a name he had never heard before.

Li Lin evenly smeared the shot on the ground. He didn't look at the long-lived man, but kept muttering in a low voice:

“A kind of individual use of others as a means to achieve an end...The core is self-interested manipulation rather than mutually beneficial cooperation...The monarch and the ruling class should abandon good and evil, just as they abandon unnecessary The ruling class must be like a lion or a fox in order to achieve its will to power..."

The long-lived man was slightly moved.

No, he was completely shocked by Li Lin's words.

He was convinced that this was something he had always been obsessed with. Since the time when the black snake's body still existed, the Immortal had an urgent emotion in his heart, which was stronger than that of a mortal.

Immortals are not gods without desires and desires. They rely on their desires to get the gaze of the gods outside the world and prove that they are endowed with eternal life. Their desires are far more violent than ordinary people.

[The undead black snake tried to enter the depths of your dream, and the immortal enemy learned something from you. 】