"You are about to obtain the new trait of the Silent Magic Mist 'Dream Man'."

“Skill Description:”

“Depending on your strong desire, this skill focuses on improving the two levels of concealment.”

"According to the analysis of this book, although your trait skills, "Dream Man" have reached an extremely high level after two upgrades, and you still cannot hide from the law and divine beast."

"Unless you integrate merit into this skill again, there will be corresponding possibilities."

"The more merits you integrate, the more qualitative changes your traits and skills are likely to cause!"

“Does it fit in?”

Merit!

It's merit again!

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but sigh.

No wonder people regard merit as treasures everywhere and don’t take them out easily.

Even if you take out your merits, a spirit will come to accept it immediately.

Just in terms of skill upgrade, it has such great use!

A line of small words in ice crystal emerged:

"People with merits are naturally worthy of the trust of laws and mysteries, and are willing to come and help you!"

——There is nothing to hesitate about.

Wu Xiaode looks forward to his merits.

"Remaining merit: 531 points."

If they had not saved the strong men from the heavens and the world, they would not have been so Kang Qing and had so many merits for themselves.

There are 5 merits here that are left to the Chixiao Sword Spirit.

Then other merits...

An idea emerged in Wu Xiaode's mind.

This thought made him feel sore.

But the next time I face the law beast—

If it comes to take revenge, but it cannot hide it, it will be caught directly-

Can you afford to bet?

Can't afford to bet!

!

"Do everything, give me a death skill that can be seen!"

Wu Xiaode Dandan said.

A sudden vision emerges—

The Book of the Dead emits golden light.

The light seemed to have infinite power, sinking into the wall of sighs and falling on the icon that was about to be formed.

At the same time, the numbers in the Merit Column passed quickly, and in the end there were only 5 points left.

All 526 points of merit have been injected with new skills!

Such a crazy behavior, if you are seen by someone who knows how to do it, you must be shocked.

But Wu Xiaode can't control that much!

"Come on, let me see if so many merits can catalyze a strong enough death skill."

He murmured silently in his heart.

Three breaths passed.

Lines of small ice crystal words emitting golden ripples quietly emerged:

“Upgrade is completed.”

"Congratulations!"

"Due to the injected excessive merit, your death skill has produced an unprecedented advancement."

"A brand new 'Dream Man' has been born!"

"Dream man."

"Dream-level death skill."

"This skill is like instinct and does not consume soul power."

"illustrate:"

"When you remain in a state of "movement", you and everything you carry are like existences in a dream, and any existence that sees you will immediately forget you;"

"When you are in a 'quiet' state, the hidden effect disappears."

“——Things are like spring dreams without trace.”

Wu Xiaode looked at these small ice crystal characters silently.

He is quietly waiting for a result.

He believed that the Book of the Dead knew what he was thinking.

really.

Another line of small ice crystal words appeared:

"This upgrade has lost the invincible atomization effect of the 'Mist Shadowman', and has made every effort to improve the hidden power."

"Currently, we can deceive the perception of the divine beast of the law."

"——This is a dream-level death technique that has never appeared before."

"This skill has been upgraded to the highest level that the law of death can reach, and it cannot be improved in a slight way unless there is a special opportunity."

It cannot be improved any more, which means it has reached its peak.

Wu Xiaode couldn't help but clench his fists.

After spending 19.38 million wishes and 526 points of merit, I finally got such a skill!

Although it has lost the effect of turning into fog-

But even the law beast can’t find itself!

This is what you want.

And it does not consume any soul power.

OK.

Wu Xiaode breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that the feeling of depression that had been wandering back in his heart had dissipated a lot.

As a human with only 21 points of soul power, it is a bit ridiculous to worry about the revenge of the law beast.

But now this threat has finally been lifted.

He glanced at the Book of Death and saw that he sighed that there are now three skills on the wall:

"Dream man", "Forever fallen demon hand", "Liangyi".

The Eternal Demon Hand is an advanced skill of Thousand Hands.

Liangyi is a continuous fighting technique.

Next, if you want to upgrade your skills, you have to upgrade these two skills.

But now the vows are zero, and there are only 5 points left in merit.

Don't think so far.

Have a break.

Wu Xiaode stretched and looked around.

I saw that there were bookshelfs everywhere in this Demon Palace, not even a chair.

He couldn't help but shake his head and thoughts moved.

Countless bronze hands suddenly appeared in the void, splicing them into a large sofa and gently landed in front of Wu Xiaode.

Wu Xiaode leaned on the sofa, crossed his legs, pulled out the comic book and started reading it.

ah.

It's really relaxing.

Finally I can take a rest.
To be continued...