"What the hell is this place?" Qin Ming felt more and more panicked as he looked at it. This scene was too scary.
Should we transport them all out
These are thousands of people. Are you watching them die here
But, are there any monsters inside
Qin Ming was hesitating when he suddenly heard a faint roar in front of him, faintly dang in the darkness, as if he was struggling in pain. He approached cautiously, and was thankful that it was Ma Dameng!
Ma Dameng's whole body was covered with black sand, from head to toe, as if he was wearing heavy armor, and some black sand kept churning, constantly beating him, as if trying to pull him back from the illusion. Ma Dameng's consciousness was also struggling, but maybe the illusion was too strong and he couldn't wake up no matter what.
Qin Ming first moved Ma Dameng to the Skylark and looked for Guo Xiong and others around.
Bai Hu had already passed out and was lying on the boat, frowning, fighting against the illusion in pain.
Qin Ming couldn't care less about it, he had to find someone first. But the surroundings were filled with black mist, and it was hard to see who was there. There were only ① groups of lights and shadows looming in the darkness. Qin Ming could only look for them one by one, but he couldn't see them even after searching hundreds of meters around.
If we are all trapped in the Fantasy Sea, we should get together.
Did they get separated from Ma Dameng before they came in
Qin Ming was worried and continued to search. But the longer he stayed inside, the stronger the power of the illusion became, and his Shura murderous aura was almost unbearable.
Just when Qin Ming was about to retreat temporarily, he unexpectedly discovered the ① ship - the Swordfish!
There were two majestic men sitting ① in front of and behind them, but they were already dead. There was no light or spiritual power on their bodies, and they even stopped breathing. They may have stayed here for too long, exhausted their spiritual power, lost resistance, and were trapped in the illusion.
Qin Ming reluctantly took away the Swordfish.
The Swordfish may have been repaired, and the damage was much better than that of the Skylark. The hull is slender, engraved with the pattern of fish scales, and the surface is gleaming. The whole boat looks like a live swordfish, exuding a fierce momentum, and the spurs on the front are like sharp weapons for riding the wind and waves.
Qin Ming recognized the owner and held it in his hand. It was like a fresh swordfish, surrounded by water vapor, floating silently.
"Exit first and come back later." Qin Ming retreated on the Skylark. What made him relieved was that there seemed to be no spirit monsters here, otherwise they wouldn't have come out to attack him for a while.
Qin Ming rested outside for a while, and after regaining his jing spirit, he approached inside again.
The breaths of Bai Hu and Ma Dameng gradually calmed down, and they were no longer in pain or struggling, but it seemed that it would take some time to wake up.
Qin Ming was surprised, how did this strange phantom sea form? When he was inside, he also noticed some sea shou, floating under the sea surface, as if dead or sleeping.
However…
Just when Qin Ming broke into this illusory sea again, a huge roar suddenly appeared, the sound was roaring wildly, and the ocean was moving.
The black dragon warship broke out of the fog, returned to the sea, and crossed the sea at extreme speed.
The huge waves were rolling, the sea wind was fierce, the water was all over the sky, the whole fantasy sea was moving, the whistling and roaring were deafening, all the small boats and wooden boats were blown away without a qing, and the people on it were like rain. No qing spilled out.
Fantasy
You can't do it softly, give me something hard
Qin Ming closed his eyes hard to release the stronger power of the Shura Sword, but as soon as he closed his eyes, the waves and energy that hit him immediately blew him, Baihu, Ma Dameng, and Skylark away.
The violent force made his blood boil and his internal organs dislocated.
Qin Ming opened his eyes in shock and cursed, isn't this an illusion? Your uncle!
No matter what he was afraid of, after hiding from the black dragon warship for so long, he was finally hit by it.
In an instant of shock, Qin Ming felt chills all over his body.
The black dragon warship came across the sea, like a moving pure-blooded black dragon, making chaos in the sea, speeding quickly, and hit Qin Ming in an instant.
At the critical moment, Qin Ming forced himself to calm down, flapped his wings violently, risked some flips, and stomped away the flying Ma Dameng and White Tiger. Otherwise, the collision of the black dragon warship would have been enough to smash them into pieces. He grabbed hold of the Skylark and flew into the air quickly.
However…
Qin ordered him to sail past the black dragon warship, but he could not sail past the roaring Long Live Mountain.
The white bright light then flooded over, intertwined with the darkness, and collided with the huge waves. The boundless Long Live Mountain felt like a dream, trance-like and surprising.
It’s over! Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he even forgot to escape and resist. There was really no need to resist.
The white light that rushed towards his face instantly shone on him, swallowing him up without a trace.
At this moment, Qin Ming's mind was blank and his consciousness was in a trance. He felt that the world was distorted, the space was chaotic, and the endless light was speeding towards the back. At this moment, it seemed like an instant, and it seemed like ten or a hundred years had passed.
Weakness, confusion, vicissitudes of life, fatigue, all kinds of feelings came to my heart, and they all passed by in an instant, but they seemed to have gone through a long time.
Qin Ming stood there, as if he were standing on a long river lost in time and space. His life was disappearing, his youth was passing away, his muscles were weakening, and his bones were withering.
died…
died
Qin Ming closed his eyes. After hiding for so long, he finally arrived.
Yue Qing... Yao'er... Yuzhen...
ｙｉMom… Qin Ying…
Picture guard…
Huyan Zhuozhuo... Tieshanhe... Ma Dameng...
Xiao Zu... Bai Hu...
Farewell to my lover, family, and friends.
Their images flashed through Qin Ming's mind, one after another, appearing... dissipating... appearing... dissipating... taking over, and the memories of the past, etc., all appeared in turn at this moment.
It seems slow, but it's actually just an instant.
Qin Ming's consciousness fell into darkness until it completely disappeared.
The black dragon warship roared past, tearing the sea apart, setting off huge waves, endless winds, cholera the sea area, followed closely by the Long Live Mountain, more like a big net from heaven, catching it from the ground. The warriors who were knocked away were still immersed in the illusion. They showed no resistance, no awakening, and no screams. They were devoured by successive strong lights, disappeared on the Long Live Mountain, and were crushed by the distorted time and space.
Ma Dameng and Bai Hu were both kicked away by Qin Ming. They avoided being smashed by the black dragon warship, but they could not avoid the Long Live Mountain behind them. They were shrouded in white light and disappeared instantly.
Soon after, the Black Dragon Warship and Long Live Mountain both disappeared into the mist. Just like the previous times, they appeared suddenly and disappeared mysteriously. They seemed to be traveling through space or wandering in time and space. They are like chasing each other again and again, and they are like repeating history again and again, in an infinite cycle.
After they left, the sea of illusion gradually calmed down, no different from before. However, the floating people and monsters here were completely swept away by the Long Live Mountain, and even the wooden boards disappeared.
①Everything ①Everything is like an illusion.