End of the Magic Era

Kill the body, as long as the soul is not completely annihilated, you can't hide the news, it won't take long, just wait for the leopard tailworm to get revenge. If the leopard tailworm king shows up, it will always be higher than two levels, and you will fight your ass. It's best to stretch your neck to death.

But a leopard cauldron without a tail loses all of its pride in self-preservation, its ability to transform, its ability to send its soul out when it falls and wait for its resurrection.

Such a leopard's tailworm appeared in the ocean, and there was no 1,000 or 800 leopard creatures in there who dared to grab him for a taste.

Fatty stayed honest with me and stopped talking after pointing the way.

Lin Yun looked at the trail in front of him and always felt very familiar. The trail stretched deep into the forest and looked exactly the same as a trail in memory.

But I couldn't see anything wrong around me. I took a slight breath and Lin Yun took Fatty on this path.

At the moment of the trail, Lin Yun glanced backwards and the coast behind him had completely disappeared. Instead, a trail stretched out into the forest, as if it appeared empty in the center of the trail.

But space, elements, magic, nothing different, everything seems normal.

Lin Yun has no accidents, Nightmare Kingdom, is itself the dream of Nightmare Lord. Everything here is normal, Nightmare Lord is too powerful, so his dream is not much different from a real world.

Follow this quiet to strange trail all the way, it was still like a real world around, but walking, the sky was completely covered in darkness, looking up, black paint, no starlight at all.

The sound dissipated completely, the sound of the heartbeat became like thunder, the sound of blood flowing, it became like a running river, and even the sound of the little fat man swallowing his shoulders was like drumming.

After a dozen minutes of walking along the trail, the surrounding forests became like a static painting in which Lin Yun was walking.

Apart from the trail that stretched deep into the dark, everything else became blurred and twisted. Originally, Xuxu's paintings turned into inferior works. They didn't seem angry at all. They were filled with static silence. Even fools could see at once that all the tall trees around them were fake.

Walking, the wind seemed to blow slowly, and the sound slowly appeared, as did the heartbeat and blood flow that appeared in the ears.

Lin Yun's eyes slowly became confused. His pupils began to expand. He seemed to have completely lost consciousness. Little fat man grabbed Lin Yun's shoulder in shock and didn't dare to move a bit, or even make any sound.

A stuck cloud of forest continued along the trail. After another few minutes of walking, the sky suddenly began to shine, and the light came forward, as if it was about to leave the forest.

At the moment of stepping out of the forest, the forest cloud regained consciousness, looking back, unexpectedly, the forest has disappeared, instead is a desert, the forest cloud is standing in this desert, nothing around, only sand.

“Fatty, tell me everything you just saw, don't deny it, I know that here, the confusion of Nightmare Nation has no effect on you. ”

Lin Yun just opened his mouth and Fatty stopped crying. After a few seconds, Fatty honestly told him what he had just seen.

“We walk, you lose consciousness, just follow the trail and walk out of the forest, this desert, then the forest completely disappears...”

Lin Yun silenced for a moment and began to gauge the desert in front of him, a raised sand dune, and a yellow tornado moved on the desert in the distance.

Looking up at the sky, the blue sky had become dark, and a large space crack was like an ugly wound fixed in the sky.

Chaotic and irritable forces were gushing out of those wounds, the sun was falling to the horizon, and the sky was filled with death and sunset.

A breath of air filled with hot flavors, elements like a senseless bull, irritable enough to be almost out of control.

“The end...”

Lin Yun looked at the world in front of him, his eyes were a little complicated.

Though it had long been known that the deep world was not fixed and had a direct relationship with the creatures entering it, it had not occurred to me that it would be such a direct relationship.

The projection of the mind, under the power of the nightmare kingdom, is transformed into a whole world, as if it were a remembered world, without any difference in appearance or feeling.

Feeling his strength again, he has plunged to the rank of magician, his enormous magic has disappeared, and his half-sided senses have completely disappeared, as if trapped in a world completely isolated from everything.

The only thing that's not too bad is that space rings are still working, and with these, at least, there's no lack of magic.

In this world of truly dead mind projection, Lin Yun knows that the only thing indispensable is magic, and the most lacking is magic.

Elements in the air are like uncontrolled mad bulls, and the vast majority of them are not available, and the magic is as thin as the chaotic energy emanating from the wounds of the sky in a forbidden junction, and there is a little bit of pure peace and magic for the world.

It was the magic that blew out of the void storm, and put it in Lin Yun's time, which is the most violent and untouchable magic, but here, it is the only hope.

Poor little magic can only be squeezed out of a storm in the void by taking advantage of a void furnace and risking being torn apart.

The magic in Lin Yun's body is slowly flowing, every little bit of it is controlled by death, do not let these magic spill out, this is the ability to control magic exercised in the afterlife.

Compared to the magical powers of the Northender wizards, exercised in the late life, the magic of that era was like a warm pet, and the only magic you could barely use here was a manic, manic beast full of spikes.

For the environment here, Lin Yun has nothing to adapt to. He checked the surrounding directions. Soon, Lin Yun identified the location of Heather City, which is the first ability to survive in the late life.

In the desert, losing direction means death, and before the night arrives, without returning to Heather City, sheltered under the faint magical glow of the shelter tower, only the corpse remains.

Hundreds of meters forward, Lin Yun suddenly stopped, looked at the desert ahead and threw a quicksand swirl out.

Three meters of sand began to spin and flow, as if an empty hole had appeared underground. The sand continued to collapse towards the center. A few seconds later, a sand worm filled with hard yellow skin swept out of that quicksand vortex. A mouthpiece full of teeth screamed and tore at the forest cloud, and seemed to swallow the forest cloud.

The little fat man kept screaming, can't he be scared? When he got here, he felt his magic constantly flowing. He couldn't even grasp it. The air smelled hot. The magic and elements outside were like crazy. The whole world was full of late death.

Now suddenly emerge such a fierce warcraft, losing its tail, losing most of its power, Lin Yun's rank plummeted to the magician, and had to wait to die...

“I'm dying, I'm dying, run...”

Lin Yun ignored the screams of the little fat man. Instead, he reached out his hand and sang a spell quickly. When a spell was released, the magic in his body was drastically reduced by a fifth, more than a dozen times the consumption of the normal method. This is still the perfect result of Lin Yun's control of magic.

The sand worm with a huge mouthpiece rushed over, the body had already rushed out for seven or eight meters, but suddenly stopped. His body seemed to be dragged by something. He sensed the power coming from behind him. The sand worm did not attack the forest cloud anymore, but twisted its torso and tore its mouth against the sand hole that rushed out of him.

The sand sputtered like a blow, and the blood-smelling blood penetrated from beneath the sand, and the sand worm's body flushed completely off the ground, fifteen or six metres long, and the second half was covered with spiky vines.

Spikes on the vine can't pierce the sand worm's thick stone-like skin, but can get stuck in it and wrap around it.

A blood-sucking vine cannot kill this sand bug. Lin Yun understands the characteristics of sand bugs too well. A dozen meters long sand bugs, the skin is at least 20 centimeters thick. Only such thick skin can survive in this harsh environment to the extreme desert.

The blood-sucking vine appears to be very ill-adapted to the environment and starts to wither rapidly after it appears, as long as the sand bugs do not care, for up to ten seconds this blood-sucking vine will wither completely.

Unfortunately, the sand worm did not know that it was dragged by the blood-sucking vine on the back half of its body, and the sand worm's instinctive reaction was to rip up and grab its opponent, corrosing it with a saliva full of toxicity and corrosivity.

But this bite bit itself, and the blood-sucking vine only had a thick human arm, and the sand worm went down and pierced the vine, then broke its own strong protections.

With that blood, the blood-sucking vine is like finding a life-saving straw, eating the blood of a sand worm crazily to sustain life, and then drilling into it along the wounds on the surface of the sand worm.

Seeing this scene, Lin Yun knew that the battle was over.

The sand worm twisted its body wildly in the desert, and the blood-sucking vines on its surface withered rapidly, but the blood-sucking vines in its body grew rapidly.