Time passed without realizing it. I don’t know how long it took, Wang Le, who was patient enough, carefully searched the entire plain battlefield without letting go of any remaining flame soul.

What's a pity is that there are no remaining cyan flames. As for the more sparse blood-red flames, don't even think about them.

You know, the white bone general who used the broken sword as a weapon was devouring green flames at that time, and as for the blood-red flames, there was no one.

Even Wang Le kept staring at the battlefield on the plain with concentration, but he did not notice where the blood-red flame warriors who could count the two slaps on the battlefield had gone.

The only explanation is that those warriors with blood-red flames are smart enough to quietly escape from the battlefield and flee after swallowing a certain degree of soul flames.

Instead of those warriors with white flames and blue flames, they persisted from the beginning to the end, but none of them survived and all fell on the battlefield.

Of course, even if there were no remaining green flames, or even the sparse blood-red flames, only the remaining white flames, Wang Le had a great harvest after swallowing them one after another on the battlefield.

After the search and devouring on the battlefield, I saw that the pale white flames in Wang Le's skull had become crystal white and dazzling, as if they were about to transform at any time, and their souls advanced to a more powerful blue flame.

At this moment, Wang Le did not feel any fatigue because of long-term search of the entire plain battlefield. He took a step directly and continued to cross the plain along the river bank, running towards the invisible "future"...

In the following days, Wang Le first discovered that he was alone and had a human-shaped bone with white flames, and officially embarked on a bloody road of continuous killing and continuous devouring of the flames of souls.

Gradually, he no longer fought alone, but learned how to control the relatively weak bone warrior from the powerful bone warrior. Just like the white bone general who used the broken sword as his weapon, there were more and more white bone warriors under his command.

In this process, the flames in Wang Le's head changed from white to blue, and then transformed into a relatively rare blood-red.

For a evil star like Wang Le, who seems to be born for murder, he doesn't take long to become like a fish in water when he is in such a illusion like a hell.

But the continuous and intensive killings can easily make people lose it. Fortunately, Wang Le's will is extremely tenacious, and in real life he killed countless times, climbing out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood.

It is precisely because of such will and extraordinary experience that Wang Le has always remained in a state of sober and rationality, and has not been lost in a state of crazy killing.

On this day, in a canyon area in the fantasy, Wang Le had just ended the most tragic large-scale decisive battle in history.

Now there are thick layers of bones everywhere on the battlefield, and only Wang Le is left standing there alone, covered in wounds, without moving, as if something is brewing.

After a while, he saw the blood-red flames in Wang Le's skull, which looked like rubies, suddenly trembled violently and became unstable.

At this moment, Wang Le's throat let out a low roar, and the aura of a strong man emitted from his body suddenly surged!

Then the blood-red flame that became unstable and violently shaking began to appear lilac from the bottom, mixed with a hint of gold that could not be ignored.

Next, the blood-red soul flame transformed faster and faster. In less than a minute, it completely turned from outside to inside into a lavender soul flame mixed with golden threads.

At this time, Wang Le's aura of a strong man was no less than the appearance of the white bone general after completing his transformation. It can be said that it is not inferior to that of the white bone general.

The biggest difference is that Wang Le did not give birth to a pair of white bone wings like the white bone general.

Of course, there is also that Wang Le did not possess a weapon like the other party.

It’s not that Wang Le didn’t have the chance to get a good weapon, but because what he believed most was his own fist.

This is true whether in the reality of possessing the innate magic weapon, flying sword, or in the current illusion, and has never changed.

As for why the flames inside the skull transform into lilac, there are dense golden colors mixed with?

Of course, Wang Le knew that this was because he had been in the illusion and insisted on practicing "Three Thousand Posa World".

The benefits brought by this are now fully reflected, that is, even if Wang Le meets the White Bone General holding a broken knife, he has enough confidence to fight!

This is like Wang Le has the ability to fight across levels in reality.

The key is that Wang Le also has the invincible confidence to win in battle!

"No matter how strong the strength becomes, if you don't break through this illusion and get out of trouble, everything will be useless!"

Wang Le sighed in his heart with a wry smile.

But soon, Wang Le regained his energy and set off again, heading towards the exit of the canyon...

There is no sun and moon in the illusion. Maybe it took a few days, months, or even many years, and Wang Le has been spending the murder.

What remains unchanged is that he has been walking along the blood river, and the white bones left behind him paved the way and piled up into mountains of white bones.

There were countless soul flames that were devoured, and even the purple soul flames were devoured by him.

The harvest that all this brought to him was that the soul flame completely turned into purple and gold, just like the golden elixir in the dantian and the blood color flowing in his body.

When the day when the soul flame inside Wang Le's skull completely transformed into purple-gold and a pair of white bone wings grew behind him, he saw the end of the Blood River - located in the void of the illusion.

This made Wang Le think of this ancient poem from the water of the Yellow River.

However, the end of the Blood River in front of you is located downstream, not the source of the Blood River.

"Huh!" Wang Le suddenly stopped and saw the white bone general whom he had seen a long time ago, flying from a distance to the end of the blood river in the void and stopped.

Before Wang Le could do anything, the white bone general located in the air suddenly looked at him and said slowly in a hoarse voice: "You are finally here."

Just as Wang Le was about to speak, General Baibo suddenly sighed with relief and said, "One thousand years or ten thousand years, or more, we have met again."

"Uh!" Wang Le couldn't help but be stunned, thinking in his heart that the script seemed to be a little wrong!

At first, Wang Le thought that when he was on the top of Baigu Mountain, General Baigu had already found himself lying there.

But after hearing General Baibone's words, Wang Le knew that he was wrong.
Chapter completed!