Chapter 522, the May 24th, the evil tribe! The tribe I built!

The mirror demon's thirty-three demons, of which twenty-nine are red cloaks, silver armor.

There are four more, it is a black cloak, golden armor.

The same is the stratum, so it is accurate to say that it should be twenty-nine magicians, four magical handsome.

Lan Ling is found, in this small demon empire, all who are repaired above the magic warrior, all can be magic.

But in the real world outside the mirror.

These thirty-three magical men, also ragged, actually wear armor, but all are made of branches, but also have a cloak, but they are made of leaves.

It seems that it is really full of ridiculous feelings.

A broken drink, four demon warrior-level barbarian, holding a wooden stick, surrounded by Lanling, exhausted all efforts to the front and rear of Lanling, fierce killing.

Lan Ling does not care about the other three, and the big sword in his hand only squats to one of them.

"Brush..." Lanling's big sword easily broke the wooden stick in his hand, and then lightning bolted his neck.

I rushed forward and slammed, madly sucking blood, and sucked him into a corpse in just two minutes.

At this time, the other three magical sticks have already reached the back of Lanling.

Lanling slammed a powerful force to resist.

A sudden pain came, but the ribs did not break.

Then he turned and flashed, grabbing one of his necks.

It turned out to be a woman, and it was still a near-human family. It grew quite beautiful.

In the illusion of the mirror, she is rich, but in the real world outside, she is thin.

After a little hesitation, Lan Ling opened his mouth, extended his fangs, bite into her neck, and then sucked blood fiercely.

This near-human woman, her eyes were horrified at this time, and she was seen before her death, as if she had seen the illusion, the world in her eyes changed in reality and fantasy. So she opened her eyes in horror and opened her mouth desperately trying to say something.

Lan Ling throws her away.

Then continue fighting and continue to **** blood.

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The cultivation of Lanling has been greatly improved.

Because he killed a warrior-level barbarian, it has become very easy.

However, the martial arts that are rushing up next time are getting stronger and stronger.

Lanling killed the first wave of four magic warriors, and then killed the second wave, the third wave, the fourth wave...

After a day and a night!

Lanling killed the sixth wave of the warrior barbarian.

The battle is no longer easy and it is getting more and more painful.

Because the enemy's martial arts are getting higher and higher, the damage caused to Lanling is also painful.

Of course, because Lanling is quickly healed and has a crit of unlimited blood, it can still win.

But the time required has been getting longer and longer, and the battle has become closer and closer.

Not only that, but his desire for blood is getting stronger and stronger.

When he defeated an opponent, he completely rushed to sneak up and madly sucked blood. At this time, other places frantically hacked his head with a wooden stick.

The strength of these people is already very large, so the skull of Lanling does not know how many times it has been split and fractured.

The blood of the gold continues to release energy, helping to restore the wound.

Fortunately, the real weapon used by the enemy is a wooden stick, not a real sword. Otherwise, Lanling is already in the same position.

But in short, the battle of the sixth wave of magic will have reached the limit of Lanling.

Because, when killing the last enemy, Lan Ling was once black and almost lost consciousness.

This means that the energy that the golden blood can output has reached the limit, and it has to catch up with the damage caused by the enemy.

Once the limit is broken, there is only one consequence, and Lanling directly faints.

And once he fainted, these barbarians could easily cut off his head, and then it would have died.

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After killing the sixth wave of enemies, there are eight people left.

Four devils, four devils!

These eight people are the strongest, especially the four golden armor.

"Oh..." The seventh wave of magic will come forward, surrounded by lightning.

Take a deep breath, this time is really a life-threatening!

Every wave of magic, martial arts at least one level higher than the level, just the end of the sixth wave, Lan Ling has already felt that their strength has exceeded the level of Lanling.

Then, in front of these four people, martial arts will only be higher.

The four people in the sixth wave have already been the limits of Lanling.

Next, it is no longer possible to rely on pure force. It depends on spiritual strength.

"kill!"

A big drink, one of them will rush to lightning.

The speed is faster than Lanling, and the power is bigger than Lanling.

Lanling condenses a strong mental power, gazing at his eyes and violently releasing.

Spiritual crit!

however……

His mental strength had just left his eyes, as if he was hitting a wall of copper.

"Ah..." Lanling screamed and screamed, extremely painful.

This feeling is like kicking a kick on the wall, breaking the toes and directly tearing the general pain.

"There is still a mental crit, you don't look at it. What is this place? This is my plane, my empire!" The mirror demon sneered.

That's right, this is the plane of the mirror demon!

It is just a mass of energy, a shadow, a group of thoughts, so there is no real force. However, it has a strong mental power.

In its plane, Lanling uses mental power and is completely hit by stone.

Lanling painfully pressed down the brain that almost torn, and the whole body suddenly settled.

At this time, the four demons will attack Lan Ling crazyly.

"Oh..." The skull of Lanling, the ribs broke, and the golden blood rushed out of energy to repair.

So, a very fierce scene appeared.

The bones of Lanling's body are constantly fragmented and constantly recovering.

This terrible pain is completely incapable of being described in words.

However, it is a good thing to be able to feel the pain, which means that the brains and nerves of Lanling are still full of vitality. And once the golden blood can't provide enough energy, his nerves will begin to numb, so it's really not far from death.

"Hey..."

Four powerful magicians, the dead wooden stick in their hands madly hit the body of Lanling.

Blood flutters and bones smash.

That's right, the sixth wave of enemies is already the limit of Lanling. This seventh wave of enemies can't be beaten anyway.

At this time, Lan Ling entered a painful cycle, and the golden blood energy was desperately trying to restore his smashed bones and torn body.

But just recovered, he immediately fractured and immediately tore.

In other words, Lan Ling completely lost the ability to fight back and can only be beaten passively.

If this situation continues, Lanling will lose consciousness, and in this environment, once it loses consciousness, it will be separated and will die.

After all, the energy of the golden blood is not infinite.

Gradually, Lanling has felt that the body is getting numb, and the pain is getting smaller and smaller.

This is an extremely dangerous signal.

If you don't stop it, Lanling will die here.

Suddenly, Lan Ling shouted: "You wake up immediately. All this is fake. This empire is fake. This palace is fake. The demon you see is also fake. It can control your spirit. , completely weak."

"Before dying, would you still have to talk nonsense?" The mirror demon sneered: "Stolen his sword, cut off his tongue and see how he talks nonsense."

Suddenly, one of the devils will take the big sword of Lanling, then take out his tongue and smash it!

Endless pain, blood spurting.

In the illusion of the mirror world, Lanling was cut off his tongue and blood was sprayed.

On the top of the real world, Lan Ling was also cut off his tongue and blood spurted.

Lanling did not let the golden blood restore his tongue, but used his own tongue: "Look, my tongue has been cut, but I can still speak? What does this mean? This means that I am completely spiritual and you do Communication, this means that you are in a spiritual fantasy territory, everything you see is fake!"

What is the most fearful thing, whether it is a dream or a fantasy?

It is doubt, it is a flaw!

Once doubts arise, it seems as if a crack has been torn in the world and the whole world will be crumbling.

At this time, Lanling’s tongue was clearly cut off. Why can he still speak and the voice is exactly the same as before?

Time, the four magical presences, or the four devils, produced doubts.

At the same time, the world of fantasy in the mirror swayed like a fierce earthquake.

The mirror devil screamed: "Do you dare to doubt this king? Have you forgotten your previous life? You have lost the sanctuary of the tribe, and you are in exile. The east side hides from the west and has a hungry meal, a full meal, and a precarious life. After you enter my empire, you will enjoy countless beautiful people, eat delicious food, and have great power. Do you want to go back to the past?"

When the mirror demon came out, the thoughts of several demons were firm again.

In any case, they don't want to go back to the past.

The golden blood quickly restored Lan Ling's tongue. After hearing the words of the mirror demon, he suddenly laughed.

"However, all of this is fake. The beauty you enjoy is fake. The delicious food you eat is fake. Even the silver armor and gold armor on your body are fake. They are made of wood. You The cloak is made of leaves, and there is no sword in your hands. Otherwise, I have already broken the corpse, and the sword in your hands is just a wooden stick.” Lan Ling said: “Otherwise, your devil is kneeling. Why do you want to take my sword away because the stick is cutting the tongue."

As soon as this was said, the palace in the entire mirror was once again faltering.

The four devils in the presence, the four devils, all had strong doubts.

And at this time, from a pile of bodies, climb out of a person.

A near-human woman, no matter whether it is in the illusion in the mirror or in the real world outside, she looks pale and weak. She wears armor made of branches, a cloak made of leaves, and a mirror. This grand hall is out of place.

She was the near-human woman who had been sucked up by Lan Ling. Lan Ling did not **** her, and she lived again.

Perhaps because she died once, she saw the illusion, so the false silver armor on her body disappeared, and the mighty cloak disappeared, leaving only one body.

"Big brother, yes, all this is fake." This near-human woman said: "I thought I was very full-bodied, but in fact I was already weak. I thought I was wearing a mighty armor, actually just a branch You are like me."

"Booming..."

The illusion of the palace in the mirror, once again faltering, like the most intense earthquake, will collapse at any time.

At this time, the four devils, the four devils are already strongly questioning the true and false of the world.

Moreover, the armor of their prestige is constantly changing, and the silver armor is in a while, and the rotten armor is made up of branches. Their image, for a while, was awesome, and it was awful for a while.

Once you have doubts about this fantasy world, you can no longer make up for it.

Mirror Devil is cold and cold: "What is true? What is fake? What you see is true, that is true, you feel good about women, that is true. Everything you feel is true, that is Really."

"One side is a beautiful fantasy, countless foods, countless beautiful women, wonderful power." The mirror demon continued: "The other side is a cruel reality, food is not abdomen, it is unprepared, it is unbearable, and it is a life of death. What are you choosing?" One, a wonderful fantasy? Or a cruel and ugly reality?"

The voice of the mirror demon is full of deceptiveness.

Suddenly, the crumbling world was once again stabilized.

That's right, as long as everything that is perceived is real, then why bother to take care of true and false?

In the illusion, they have gorgeous houses, countless beautiful people, endless wines and delicacies, servants, and countless soldiers.

In reality, however, they didn't even have a piece of clothing, not even a thatched house.

Who wants this reality?

In this way, even if it is a fantasy, it is only necessary to perceive the truth.

Most of the eight people present were convinced by the mirror demon, intending to continue to stay in this magical territory and become its slave.

Lan Ling suddenly laughed loudly: "If you don't know the truth all the time, you can enjoy it with peace of mind. But you already know the truth, can you deceive yourself again? When you eat wild fruit, you can still Deceive yourself, is this venison? When you are drinking the lake, can you deceive yourself that this is a good wine? Do you obviously convince yourself that you are in the last beautiful beauty when you are self-proclaimed or mutual? When you don't know the truth, it is a real dream, it is wonderful and enjoyable. But after you know the truth, this is a fantasy, a daydream. It will only bring deeper emptiness and fantasy!"

Lan Ling’s words pierced the truth cruelly.

When you are in a dream, marry a dream lover in a dream, when you kiss, you will only feel the wonderful sweetness.

However, the dream is interrupted and returned to reality.

You try to keep things that have not been done in your dreams, so you start to fantasize about kissing and dreaming in the real world.

At that time, there was only endless emptiness and loss, because you could not deceive yourself.

"Even if this is the case, I am not willing to go back to the past." Suddenly, a devil said: "Even if it is fake, I am willing to stay and enjoy, at least everything I see is magnificent, I will never return. In the past."

"I don't go back to the past, I will never return to reality, it will be terrible, too cruel." Another demon handsome.

Then, nine people were present and divided into two camps.

Four people are unwilling to be immersed in a false illusion, and five people are reluctant to return to the terrible reality.

The Mirror Devil screamed: "They will destroy your wonderful world and kill them. You can continue to enjoy this wonderful life."

Suddenly, the five people who were unwilling to return to reality suddenly pulled out the fake sword and the real wooden stick.

Lan Ling said: "Reality, not necessarily terrible! We can create our own tribe, no longer in exile, no longer being chased."

“Create your own tribe?” A devil said: “This is a daydreaming. Every inch of land in the wild world is dominated by the Lord. Every beast has a Lord. Where do we go to create our own tribe? ?"

Lanling Road: "Just here, this mirror demon king shrouded a hundred miles of territory. This is a land of nowhere, and the surrounding tribes, whether it is the Chimera tribe or the Ankara tribe, think this is the death zone, not Dare to come in. As long as we destroy the mirror demon, we can create our own tribe in this land?"

When this was said, the remaining barbarians in the eyes of the scene shot brilliant, incomparable heart.

Creating your own tribe and having your own sanctuary is the dream of all exiles.

“Create your own tribe, dream!” said a devil. “There are only a few people present, ten people. Just want to create your own tribe?”

When this is said, everyone has a cold heart.

Yes, any tribe needs people. Ten people in the district can only be prey. It is impossible to set up their own tribe.

"More than ten people." Lan Ling said: "There are more than a thousand people, even thousands of people behind me, I have an army."

"Impossible..." The devil said: "What is your identity? Why do you have your own army? If you have your own tribe, why do you want to create your own tribe? If you don't have a tribe, you can't have an army. ”

"Chimera's foreign army." Lan Ling said: "Do you know the Soul? It is my uncle, he has a foreign army, more than a thousand people, living in the Chimera tribe. I will bring this More than a thousand foreign troops are independent, and we build our own tribes in this territory."

Lan Ling noticed that 70% of the people present were close to the human race, so he once again said: "And our tribe is called the evil tribe!"

The Enchanted Empire is the homeland of all the near-humans. The Enchanted Emperor created this powerful empire more than 3,000 years ago and sheltered the near-humans of the entire wild world.

That is the most brilliant, safest, and most happy time of the near-human race.

"We are close to the human race in the wild world, like the lambs to be slaughtered, and the survivors are now the strong people of the near-human race. We should unite and build our own tribes and shelter the near-humans in exile." Lan Ling said: "The Devil Emperor has been here, so here is the starting point for us to reproduce the glory of the Inflammatory Empire."

"Do you want to be immersed in the sad illusion? Or are you willing to go back to reality and fight, kill and fight?" Lan Ling said: "In this sad illusion, can you have children? Can you pass on the family? ?"

"Can't..." Lanling screamed: "My compatriots, wake up, for our sacred empire, for our future generations to have a place to shelter, once again return to the real battle!"

"Now, let me kill this mirror demon, take away this hundred miles and become the starting point of our sacred empire!"

After all, Lanling stood up and step by step, walking towards the mirror demon on the throne.

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