Ning Ping's eyes flashed, and as he activated his skills, a thick demonic mist emerged from his body.
However, after a while, Ning Ping stopped with a puzzled look on his face.
Because he discovered that the huge crow that his soul had transformed into at this moment, under the stimulation of the secret technique, showed no tendency to split or condense into other crows.
"Huh? Is there something wrong with this magic energy illusion?"
Ning Ping thought so, but immediately put the idea aside.
You know, if there is really a problem with the simulated magic energy, it would be impossible to condense the soul into a crow.
What's more, the strange sensation that appeared just now further proves that the cultivation was successful.
At this moment, the crow in the soul has been sacrificed and refined. According to the stimulation of the technique, it should be possible to condense a split crow.
But now, there is no intention of splitting up at all.
What went wrong?
After Ning Ping carefully pondered it again, he was still confused.
After racking his brains to no avail, he had no choice but to deduce based on the exercises and try various things.
It was not until the end, when Ning Ping used the law of illusion to integrate into the crow body condensed by his soul, that there was some progress.
After integrating into the law of illusion, a little crow appeared in a short while based on the structure of the crow's body.
As soon as it appeared, a feeling of mutual understanding suddenly emerged in my heart.
Upon closer inspection, the crow that had just appeared was in a very strange state.
That is between reality and illusion, whether it is illusion or reality, it seems to all depend on one's own thoughts.
Ning Ping's eyes lit up after seeing the results. It seemed that the law of illusion was the key.
Perhaps this is a detail that was deliberately concealed for fear that the secret method would be taken away by others.
So under the law of illusion, Ning Ping continued to see crows appear.
In the end, with just a thought, a vivid crow was born.
After a long time, Ning Ping finally let out a long sigh. This most important step was finally completed.
At this time, Ning Ping couldn't wait to try again.
As soon as he thought about it, the demonic energy in his body surged again.
Balls of black mist also emerged from the body.
But upon closer inspection, these magic mists were very agile. As soon as they left the body, they transformed into crows of normal size.
Soon, more and more crows were circling on the top floor of Dan Tower, flapping their wings.
At this moment, Ning Ping felt a strange feeling in his heart.
Just as every crow is myself, I am also every crow.
Every crow has its own soul origin.
It seemed as if he could possess one of the crows at any time.
Ning Ping looked at each crow carefully. It is said that there are no two identical crows in the world.
But now this idea has been broken.
All crows, apart from their different flying postures, I really can't find any difference in appearance, at least not by myself.
With continued urging, Ning Ping's entire body finally exploded and turned into a dense swarm of crows that scattered everywhere.
After a careful count, the number was as high as ten thousand.
Ning Ping's mind moved, and his spiritual consciousness suddenly leaned over one of the crows.
The entire flock of crows also caught his eye.
At this moment, a strange feeling arose in his heart, that he completely belonged to every one of these densely packed crows.
At this moment, I can attach myself to any crow with just a thought.
Ning Ping controlled it with all his might. At a certain moment, all the crows stopped at the same time, and those pairs of terrifying eyes were all focused on the Soul Control Pill Technique in the center of the hall.
At this moment, the powerful control ability of the soul was also fully demonstrated.
At this moment, the crows in the sky suddenly scattered without any warning and turned into nothingness.
After one of the crows in the corner twisted, Ning Ping's figure appeared again.
"Not bad! Really good!"
Ning Ping looked at himself carefully and nodded with satisfaction.
Then, he sorted everything out again, with a slight glint in his eyes.
Here, Ning Ping noticed a detail.
When he killed the demon who possessed the crow magic, it was obvious that the other party seemed to be very painful about the loss of the crows.
Ning Ping felt this very clearly at the time.
Could it be that this technique is practiced by people of different races?
But this is exactly what I am wondering about.
The crow that he had conjured was between reality and illusion.
Even if you are killed by the opponent, there should be no loss because the reality depends on your own thoughts.
At most, it will consume the soul, but I just tried it and it can be used three times.
But why does the other party look like he has suffered a great loss?
As he deduced in his mind, Ning Ping's eyes lit up slightly after a while!
The law of illusion!
That’s right, he must have integrated the law of illusion, which made the crow he condensed be between reality and illusion.
Since they are virtual, even if one is killed, it is not a big deal.
After a brief deduction of the differences, I had a general idea in my mind.
The difference between the two is exactly the difference between the law of illusion and magic element.
Because there is no magic energy in his body, what he needs is simulated by the law of illusion.
The origin of this crow is precisely the manifestation of the law of illusion.
What the opponent consumed was real magic energy and soul, no wonder he became weak.
As a result, Ning Ping became even more confused for a moment.
People began to doubt whether this secret method of crows was originally based on the law of illusion or the practice of magic energy.
The obvious difference between the two is that the Law of Illusion is much more advanced.
But never mind, now I have an extra weapon in my hand to escape.
Ning Ping was very sure that with the presence of this crow, it would not be easy to keep himself here.
Thinking of this, Ning Ping was overjoyed. With a thought, the black mist surged on his body again.
At this moment, the whole body suddenly exploded and turned into crows flying everywhere in the sky.
At some point during the flight, the crows flying all over the sky suddenly disappeared.
Ning Ping's figure also emerged from a crow.
After continuous attempts, I have almost mastered the characteristics of this technique.
As a secret method of escape, it is simply impeccable.
But as a means of attack, its power is somewhat insufficient.
The crow's main attack method is sucking. It strengthens itself by sucking the opponent's energy or magic power.
To what extent he could strengthen himself would be a matter of later attempts, but Ning Ping guessed that there should be a limit.
However, this is also a powerful weapon for dealing with some monks who are weaker than oneself.
Just like the last battle in the Holy Land, it was very effective against those low-level monks in the Holy Land.
