Chapter 1043: Assistive skills

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Chapter 1043 Supporting Skills
The Feng Feng entangled by the light felt the warm energy flowing into his body, and the Feng Feng simply did not resist. Just when Xun Feng thought that these energies could help break through his bottleneck, but found that these energies helped him recover, he stopped pouring in.
Under Feng Feng's frown, when he was just struggling, a burst of acupuncture pain came to his head. Under this pain, Feng Feng's face became pale for an instant, and even the power of resistance could not be raised.
Under this acupuncture pain, Xun Feng found that the surging information hit his mind like a tide. This kind of information made Xun Feng unable to resist at all, and could only bear the pain of the brain bursting.
Xi Feng wanted to find out what the surging information contained, but under this pain, he could not detect it at all, and could only absorb it without resistance. This feeling was like the sea. The water poured like rivers and rivers, completely breaking through the rivers.
The only thing that Feng Feng can feel is that the dead spirit originally in the original soul. Under the pressure of such information, the dead spirit actually shrinks, and a force of soul is forced to pour into the original soul, which could not be absorbed anymore. The original soul of the soul power, under this great oppression, also merged into the original soul.
With the integration of soul power, Feng Feng can feel that the original soul's cohesion is getting stronger and stronger. With the integration of soul power, the level of the soul-catcher rises like a rocket. In a few moments, he broke through the initial level of six stars and entered the middle level. At the same time, the level of the Dementor is still soaring.
Suffering great pain, Feng Feng discovered this scene, and Feng Feng was completely shocked. For Feng Qian's death over a thousand years, Feng Feng has an understanding that with it in the original soul, it is impossible to raise the level of the dementor.
However, at this moment, the dead spirit was blocked by the original soul, which could not stop the fusion of soul power. Before that, Feng Feng also suspected that unless there was a big opportunity, it would be impossible to raise the level of the Dementor until the death was not clear.
However, at this moment, under this huge oppression, the soul power was actually pushed into it. Jian Feng does not know whether it is torture or opportunity at this moment.
Suffering from huge pain, the cold sweat on his body continued to emanate, and the body appeared cramps and cramps. The cramping of the green tendons was obviously suffering huge pain.
Working hard to stay awake, Feng Feng couldn't help but curse: "I grass, I know that the owner of this site is metamorphosis, mother. It's such a large amount of confidence that it rushes into the sea like a sea. It ’s still compulsive. It ’s compulsive to force. After all, I do n’t expect you to be a who likes spring. Medicine. But do n’t you know how gentle you are?

Xi Feng scolded in his heart and greeted the 18 ancestors of the other party. Although Xun Feng also likes to use strong ones, it is very gentle at first thought. But this metamorphosis, Xun Feng feels shameless.
When Jian Feng scolded him, the information poured in even more fiercely. Let Feng Feng have to stop the scolding of his heart and try to maintain his sobriety. The pain of remodeling the meridians is stopped, and it makes no sense to stop this.
With Feng Feng's insistence, his clothes were wet with sweat for a long time, and Feng Feng's head boomed, and Dementia finally broke through the middle-level bottleneck and entered the six-star high-level. At the same time, the surging information also ceased. Without the oppression of surging information, the soul power that had been squeezed into the original soul can no longer be merged into it, and the dead energy has returned to its original state.
As the light disappeared, Jian Feng hit the ground straight, panting heavily.
When he discovered the surging soul power contained in the original soul, Xun Feng was rejoicing, but also realized. Xun Feng faintly understood that death gas is a hidden disease, but it is not that there is no way to improve it. The horrible oppression just now can put death gas into life. In other words, it is possible to improve dementia, but it has to bear great pain.
Such a result makes Xie Feng happy and helpless. A normal person, who is willing to bear such pain. What's more, using this kind of oppressive force to squeeze the soul force into the original soul is extremely expensive. Although it can improve dementia, the effort is hundreds of times, but it is not necessarily comparable to others' practice. How can such a loss-making business be affordable?
"This method still doesn't work. It still seems that we can only use the idea of ​​holy water."
Thinking of the pain that was just as bad as death, Xie Feng shuddered and gave up in his heart the method of using powerful pressure to help Dementia improve.
When Feng Feng gave up this method, his mind was also integrated into the knowledge of the sea. The information just surging, Feng Feng wanted to see what it was. After the situation just now, Feng Feng has understood that he should have accepted some kind of information inheritance.
Feng Feng, who was once in the middle of the sea, sat cross-legged, as more and more of his mind sank. His face became faster and faster, and in the end it was completely shocked.
The monster jade lying on the side looked strangely at the front edge of Pan Feng, a pair of gem eyes turned, staring straight at the front edge.
In this situation, I persisted for a long time, and for three full days, Feng Feng kept this action completely, which made Yao Yu helpless, galloping into Feng Feng's arms, and fell asleep again with his eyes closed.
There was no sound in the entire space. On the fifth day, Xun Feng opened his eyes slowly, but at this time Xun Feng's mouth could almost put an egg. Jian Feng's fingers changed, and Dementia emerged from the cast, performing in a strange form in front of him.
As he performed, Dementia covered a piece of bluestone floor on the ground. The bluestone floor was not large, about half a meter in size. However, under the cover of dementia, this bluestone disappeared, and a large hole appeared in its original position.
Looking at this big hole, Xun Feng stepped forward, and tapped his hand gently in the deep. There was an instant knock on the ground, and obviously Feng Feng knocked on Qingshi.
Looking at the big empty hole in front of me, I felt the touch of bluestone with my hand. Xi Feng could not help but breathe a sigh of relief!
"It turns out that this is a fantasy!"
With a swift wave of Feng Feng's hand, the original big hole disappeared instantly, and it was replaced by the bluestone.
I looked at the blue stone, and at this time I Feng was already covered by shock and ecstasy. No matter how I guessed, I didn't expect that this inheritance was not an inheritance method, martial arts, or energy enhancement.
What is passed down is the method of making ancient fantasy, and from the information obtained. This set of fantasy world production method is extremely systematic, I am afraid that it can rank in the ancient times. For this, Xun Feng has no doubt, because he realized it from the real illusion of falsehood.
"Fantasy!" Yan Feng took a deep breath. Although not as aggressive as martial arts law. However, there are also things that can't be compared with law forbidden. Such as confusion, such as prison, such as creation!
Imagine if you suddenly created a fantasy on the way to escape, whether it can confuse the other party to shift the chase direction. Moreover, when the strength reaches a certain level, it is not difficult for a fantasy to stop millions of troops.
How domineering it is to block millions of troops without any effort?
For example, the illusion of a boulder just hidden is just a small means. If you perform that kind of horror big illusion, even if people kill each other, even suicide is not a big problem.
Thinking of this, Xie Feng's heart was boiling with blood. Although there is no Heavenly Order method, there is no Heavenly Order method. But this auxiliary skill is not inferior to them.
On this continent, there are fewer and fewer assistive skills. Not to mention the method of making this almost lost story. And since it can be made, it can break the illusion of others. Jian Feng is confident that if he enters the illusion again at this time, he does not need to break through with brute force, as long as he finds the weakness of this illusion, he can easily escape.
Thinking of this, Xun Feng couldn't help but be excited. I didn't expect that this would get such great benefits. Compared to fantasy, his surge in dementia seems trivial.
"The pain this time is worth it!" Wu Feng remembered the pain, and there was no trace of resentment in his heart. The fantasy information alone had made Feng forget all the pain.
"Hey! Fortunately, I'm a dementor. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to get this thing." Xun Feng rejoiced.
For illusions, although martial arts of extraordinary strength can be created. But for the top-ranking Feng Feng, it is impossible to do. But for the Dementor, it's not too much of a problem. For making illusions, the dementor has great innate advantages. Even if the warriors at several levels of the dementor are high, the illusion produced by the dementor may not be comparable to the dementor.
Therefore, although Feng Feng is only a six-star dementor at this time, he can barely make some illusions. Of course, compared with the illusion produced by the owner of this site, Feng Feng is far worse.
"The owner of this site, wouldn't he also be a dementor?"
Jian Feng was very speculative in his heart, but he was very positive. After all, many of the methods of making illusions involve the use of dementia. How can a warrior perform dementia? Even if the warrior's strength reaches a certain level, he can still use dementia. However, it is impossible to make dementia the mainstream.
"Well, aren't the dementors all right? Can't they make it? It seems like I'm the exception!"
Xie Feng's defamation in his heart, whether it is the old man, Li You, or the owner of this site, are extremely enthusiastic about some aspects, which makes Xie He laugh straight. He has scorned them ten thousand times in his heart, and there are very few pure people like him. He must maintain the only pure land in the world of the dementor, and not associate with these lusts.
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