Chapter 1632

Time is like running water, more than a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

After Xia Ping was promoted to the late Jindan stage, he didn't leave the level.

Because the skyrocketing consciousness and mana, as well as the power of the blood, require a certain amount of time for him to stabilize, otherwise it will cause signs that the foundation of martial arts is not stable.

Moreover, this half-plane world is also extremely secretive, and no one can come in to disturb him, so he can also retreat and cultivate in this place without any worries, and increase his strength.

After more than a month passed, he finally stabilized his cultivation completely.

Even thanks to Long Jing's help, he swallowed and digested a huge amount of energy, and he also greatly improved his mana cultivation by a step, and he was closer to the perfect state in the late stage of Jindan state.

call!

At this moment, Xia Ping was standing on a plain, running the divine elephant breathing method, his blood was running, swallowing clouds and fog, as if swallowing the air flow of hundreds of miles into his body.

Every time I breathe, it seems like a peerless ferocious beast is moving, and it also seems to produce a terrible storm, causing an 18-level super storm for hundreds of miles, sweeping the world, and forming deep cracks one after another.

Even without mana, with his current body strength, it is enough to easily kill a Jindan Daoist with one punch.

Boom!

Xia Ping stepped on the ground with one foot, just like a god elephant stepped on the ground, the tyrannical force penetrated into the ground, producing a terrible shock wave, and a pothole of tens of kilometers was immediately formed.

At the same time, there was a crackling sound, countless cracks appeared, and the surrounding ground was densely covered like spider webs, and huge rocks were shaken to pieces.

The surrounding soil, gravel and other substances flew out and piled up on each other, forming mountains one after another.

With his body as the center, the area of ​​3,000 kilometers was severely damaged, as if it had been baptized by a magnitude 9 earthquake, all buildings were razed to the ground, and there were potholes everywhere.

"flame!"

With a move in Xia Ping's heart, he circulated the power of flames in his body, and terrifying flame energy emerged from the depths of his dantian. Flame runes quickly gathered on his right hand, and then gathered together to form six fireballs.

A fireball is orange-yellow, containing the most masculine and majestic aura, invincible, just like the sun, this is a flame belonging to the fire of the sun.

A fireball is crimson, and contains flame runes one after another. It condenses into a liquid and rolls like volcanic lava. This is a strange fire from the earth's inner fire.

A fireball is black, exuding ominous, plague, drought and other dark atmospheres, as if it also contains the power of curse, this is the fire of drought.

A fireball is white, holy and flawless, slowly rotating like a ball of light, and there seems to be an angel in the depths of the fireball singing angelic poems, which is the flame of an angel.

A fireball is green, has a majestic vitality, does not have the slightest destructive power, and is full of vitality, as if it is the existence of the origin of life. This is the fire of life.

A fireball is dark golden. It is a sphere formed by the convergence of two different flames. One side is black, deep and dark, containing the power of hell; the other is golden, ancient and noble, containing the power of the Golden Crow.

These six strange fires are the terrifying flames he has mastered, each of which has unimaginable abilities, and once cast out, it will definitely cause terrible damage.

Boom!

With a wave of Xia Ping's big hand, the six fireballs were smashed out, and six huge potholes were blasted out in an instant. With a roar, the surrounding rocks were burned to ashes, showing terrible destruction force.

Even these flames burned the soil and rocks, and they have not been extinguished for a long time. The surrounding temperature is rising violently, turning this area into a flaming mountain.

"The power of divine consciousness is also much stronger."

Xia Ping's heart moved. He felt that after his spiritual consciousness became stronger, he understood a lot of the mystery of the true solution of illusion, and felt that he had reached a new level.

Boom~~

With a movement of his mind, a large illusion formation covering thousands of miles enveloped his body.

At first, it was a barren plain, but when the magic array rose, buildings rose from the ground, forming a huge ancient city.

There are city walls, residential buildings, shops, the city lord's mansion, wide roads, and even underground waterways in this city. The walls made of marble have mottled marks and traces of sword collisions, exuding an ancient and tragic atmosphere, as if they have experienced thousands of years .

If someone enters this city, they can even feel that the city has a real sense of touch. When they step on the ground, they can feel the hardness of the marble, and they can't even feel that it is an illusion.

Xia Ping immediately knew that his illusion realm had finally started and reached a new realm, which the true interpretation of illusion called: One thought, one world.

This is the first level of illusion, a real world can be generated in a single thought, and the size of this world also depends on the soul power of the illusionist himself.

Of course, there are several levels in the first level, elementary, intermediate, advanced, and consummation.

Now he is only in the primary state, able to conjure up real things, a realistic material world, the hardness of stones, the softness of sand, and so on.

If you reach the intermediate level, you can transform into the flesh and blood of the various races in the universe, kill people in this illusion world, and even feel the blood splatter and the touch of swords cutting flesh.

In the advanced state, then these beings can be endowed with spirituality, and even these illusory beings can have their own consciousness, and they can talk to each other, as if they are artificial intelligence beings.

If it reaches the perfect state, then in the illusion world, even this world has its own ancient history, each life has its own growth process, and there are complicated interpersonal relationships with each other, and there is no flaw at all.

Of course, this is only the first level of illusion. If it reaches the second level, it will be a thought that creates a thousand realms.

Such a person can already be called a master of illusion. In a single thought, several worlds, even tens of thousands of illusory worlds, are intertwined with each other, as if forming a universe.

As for whether there is a realm above, then he doesn't know.

However, it is only the elementary level that has reached the first level, and just getting started, the power of such illusion is enough to surpass most practitioners, showing overwhelming combat effectiveness.

"Huh? Why did a city suddenly appear in this place?"

At this moment, Tu Linglong's voice came. She walked out of the closed room. She originally wanted to look for Xia Ping, but she didn't expect to see an ancient city on the plain.

She was extremely puzzled.

"It's really weird. Could it be that something happened to this half-plane world?"

With a whoosh, Qingluan also appeared next to Tu Linglong. She also looked around suspiciously, but there was no warning of danger coming from the blood in her body, which reassured her a lot.