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Great Dream Spell
"What should I do now?"
After thanking Zhao Qianjun for his concern, Ye Fei's gaze landed on the tomb keeper. He knew that the tomb keeper and the Six Sacred Sects had joined forces to set up everything to deal with the Shaman.
"You don't have to do anything. As long as you walk into the desert, the Shaman will sense your aura and cast a spell on you. You don't have to resist and let him cast his spell. However, you must not expose yourself. You already know about him in advance. You just have to think of a way to get information from him and leave the rest to us!" A strong sense of confidence emerged from the tomb keeper.
This confidence made Ye Fei secretly suspicious. In this battle between Martial Emperors, what could a mere Martial Saint tomb keeper do?
However, he did not ask further. In this battle, he only had one use, and that was to be a pawn. A pawn to lure the Shaman into a trap. As long as he did this well, it would be fine.
"Senior Brother Zhao, Senior, I'm going. If anything happens to me, please help me take care of my sister and Family Ye!"
Although Ye Fei had the Great Shaman's skin on his body, he was still a little worried. He told them what he thought he should tell them before he mustered up his courage and walked into the desert.
This time, he still rode on the sand boat.
The huge desert warship carried him slowly and steadily towards the Emperor's Tomb. Along the way, he did not see anyone, whether it was the bandits or the treasure hunters who had entered the desert to dig for stones.
Even the most common sandworms seemed to have disappeared without a trace. The desert was dead silent. This silence brought with it an extremely oppressive atmosphere.
Ye Fei secretly became a little nervous.
At this moment, a cold voice sounded in his ears, "You're finally here."
"Who are you?"
Ye Fei was shocked. He remembered that not long after he entered the desert, a cold voice suddenly sounded in his ears.
What was even stranger was that when he spoke, he subconsciously looked at the surrounding environment and was surprised to find that this was no longer a desert, but a strange space that was dark and deep.
If he hadn't known about the sorcerers' strange methods, this scene alone would have been enough to scare him half to death. Then, Ye Fei immediately looked into the beast mark space, but he saw nothing on his shoulder. There was no Xiao Cao or Dragon Turtle.
He was slightly stunned. His line of sight suddenly passed through his own body, and his consciousness also floated out of that pitch-black space. In front of his eyes, a vast dry and hot desert appeared once again.
In the desert, a huge sand boat was moving forward aimlessly. In front of the sand boat stood a young man in a black robe of purple and gold.
"That's my body. My body was left on the sand boat, and my consciousness was pulled into that strange space by that Magus without anyone noticing?"
Ye Fei's scalp went numb. He didn't know what kind of effects this separation of his consciousness and body would have, but his subconscious was telling him that he had to return as soon as possible.
His consciousness began to float downwards, wanting to return to the sand boat, but in front of his eyes, the desert suddenly disappeared, and so did the sand boat.
Faintly, before he landed on the sand boat, he heard his body snoring in deep sleep.
"I actually fell asleep while standing on the sand boat?" Ye Fei found it unbelievable. This time, he didn't panic. Instead, he looked at the pitch-black space and asked cautiously, "Who are you? What sorcery is this?"
"Sorcery? What a fool. If not for the fact that you were abandoned by the heavens, I would have refined you into the ugliest corpse puppet for insulting the sorcery! "
The pitch-black space gradually brightened. Only then did Ye Fei see that in this endless darkness, there was a figure sitting cross-legged. Half of his body had already rotted away, emitting a rotting aura. The other half of his body was emitting a weak silver light.
This light became brighter and brighter. Upon closer inspection, one would discover that the silver was not light, but the original color of this figure.
"A silver-skinned person?" Ye Fei pretended not to know. His face also revealed a trace of confusion, "Your voice is very familiar …"
"Let me see the light of day again, I bestow eternal glory upon thee!" The silver figure's tone became ancient and dignified, as if he was chanting in a sacrificial ritual.
Ye Fei's expression immediately flashed with a trace of "shock". He looked at the half-crippled silver figure, "It's you. You are the figure behind the stone door of the Thearch's tomb. How did you come out? Also, what is a sorcery? "
Feeling Ye Fei's shock from the bottom of his heart, the silver figure smiled in satisfaction. His tone was proud and fanatical, "Sorcery is the strongest power in the world. It surpasses gods and demons, surpasses sorcery, and naturally surpasses the martial arts of you humans!"
"For example, what I am using now is the Dream of a Sorcery. Once I cast it, as long as I remember your aura, I can pull you into my dream at any time. I can even kill you in your dream!"
In order to deepen Ye Fei's impression of the power of sorcery, the silver figure opened his hand again. A seed appeared in his hand.
"Sorcery is supreme! Sorcery can change everything. For example, this seed. My sorcery can make it grow rapidly without any nourishment. "
The seed in the silver figure's hand trembled slightly. Without any nourishment from spiritual energy, the seed quickly took root, sprouted, bloomed, and bore fruit.
This was not the end. The silver figure's hand swiped, and a strange symbol quickly appeared on the blooming flower.
In Ye Fei's eyes, the most ordinary flower actually grew a bloody mouth. It turned from an ordinary flower into a ferocious man-eating flower.
"This is the power of sorcery! We sorcerers are the strongest creators in the world. Sorcerers are omnipotent, immortal, and have the same lifespan as the heavens and the earth, and shine with the sun and the moon! This is sorcery, and also the highest level of sorcerers. "
The silver figure withdrew his hand, and the man-eating flower turned back into an ordinary flower. In the end, it turned back into the most ordinary seed. It was as if the scene just now was an illusion.
However, Ye Fei clearly sensed that it was not as simple as an illusion. Other than being shocked by sorcery, he was also curious about sorcery.
However, in order to obtain more information from this sorcerer, he deliberately sneered disdainfully and said, "Everyone knows how to brag. Your methods are very strange. You can actually pull me into your dream forcefully. Since this is your dream, you have the final say in what you want to create."
"You still don't understand! That's right. In the human race, you are the most insignificant ant. You have no right to know the power of sorcery and the greatness of sorcery! "The silver figure shook his head. He did not speak again, and the surroundings turned dark again.
On the sand boat, Ye Fei's standing body suddenly fell. He had been awakened from his dream, and he could feel his body again. However, before he could carefully recall what had just happened,
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