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Chapter 460 Punching the Wall

Liu Mengli led Qin Ji to walk in the illusory and deep realm, and entered one dream after another, using it as a springboard to rush towards the location of other people she sensed.

According to her, it is for the sake of safety, at least the dreams of ordinary people or knight-errants will not be dangerous to them, plus she is always sensitive, can easily spy on dreams, and can avoid some unnecessary situations in advance .

In fact, Liu Mengli has always disliked spying on other people's dreams, but at this time, she can only do so, special circumstances are treated specially.

She has long been accustomed to coming and going in dreams, and she is not surprised.

However, Qin Ji had this experience for the first time. Even though her mental condition was not good and her mood was very bad, she was still very surprised.

It feels like constantly passing through different small worlds, always seeing different scenery——

At the last moment, I was still standing on the streets of Dacheng, which was bustling like a dream...

The next moment, it appeared near a certain gazebo on the desolate ancient road...

Then there might be another overturn of the world, just after a brutal fight in the wilderness, the ground is full of dead horses, blood flowing like a river...

In the blink of an eye, the sound of pattering rain suddenly sounded in my ears, and the water vapor under my feet evaporated into mist, rising with the slightest drizzle, creating a misty and blurry scene in the south of the Yangtze River...

This made Qin Ji dazzled and dizzy. It seemed that she was following the beautiful girl in front of her, and the scenery around her was constantly changing and changing, as if she was passing through time, and the space naturally changed.

If this scene can be captured with a long lens, it will definitely look quite dreamy, magnificent and beautiful.

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This is an extremely empty wilderness, surrounded by endless monsters screaming and rushing, almost tearing the muscle monk at the center to pieces.

The muscular monk in the eye of the storm had red eyes, and his roar was like thunder, full of murderous aura.

"Dawei Tianlong!"

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Kill, kill, kill, kill——!"

The light of merit exudes a pale golden color, like a solid golden bell covering the whole person, once any evil spirit approaches, it will be violently rebounded, and it will either die or be injured, but it is only the pale gold of the light of merit. It will also be dimmed a little, which shows that it is not without consumption.

The fierce vajra palm force is like an invisible giant's hand sweeping across the ground, the bursting shock wave shatters and shatters the enemies standing in front of it, smashing them into nothingness, and plowing deep ravines on the ground Come.

The muscular monk's eyes are red, and the veins on his forehead are bulging. This is no longer the look of a vajra's angry eyes, but his eyes are completely red. dyed red.

However, all kinds of fierce ghosts and spirits, monsters, birds and beasts around him continued to come up like a tide.

Although he was frightened in his heart and yelled "I'm going to die" or something, he still subconsciously behaved more fiercely and arrogantly, as if he didn't fear at all, even if he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die here.

——And this is what he is most afraid of, so he feels even more afraid of it, and emits more violent heart image fluctuations.

It can be said that among all the people, Monk Yuanshan's fear is actually the most direct, and the resulting mental fluctuations are also the most violent, so he quickly encountered various things he was afraid of in his dreams. attack.

These are the monsters that made him encounter danger several times before, and he was able to survive the catastrophe by luck. Therefore, he often felt scared and left a considerable psychological shadow...

After being separated from other people for no reason, he naturally felt that the people behind the scenes had started to do something, and he didn't know how to deal with himself who was alone, so he began to feel guilty, and he was thinking wildly, and his brain made up for it. It is something that I used to be afraid of and feared.

then--

The object of his fear took shape in the fluctuation of his mental image, and attacked him again.

And because Monk Yuanshan is a guy who is strong on the outside and capable on the outside, on the surface he is domineering and arrogant, and his attitude is tough. It seems that he is too stubborn and doesn't know what fear is, but in fact he is more timid and afraid than anyone else, but he has a serious personality.

Perhaps it was some previous experience that made him stubbornly believe that as long as he behaved fiercely and arrogantly enough, he would be able to scare off an invincible and powerful enemy. This is a kind of natural protective camouflage.

It's just that, in this weird spiritual world, this kind of behavior doesn't make any sense.

No matter how domineering he pretends to be on the surface, as long as his heart is terrified, the fluctuations in his mind will not deceive people. The violent fluctuations are like a stone smashing into the water, causing ripples that spread rapidly in circles, followed by another wave. Reflected back, back to him.

Then, because his real character is actually very cowardly, the fear he developed became more intense, even though he yelled quite loudly on the surface.

So the vicious circle began, and the result was that the more he bluffed, the more enemies of all kinds would keep coming from all directions, and they were inexhaustible. Even under the threat of such a bad crisis, he was forced to out of potential—

Tathagata Palm can blow up an unknown number of enemies with one palm. It already has the feeling of the original version. If you use the Chaotic Wind Palm, even a block will be flattened...

After all, compared to the original street gangster martial artist, even if Monk Yuanshan is not good enough, slowly earning points in the past ten years is enough to improve his attributes by a large margin.

Compared with many down-to-earth losers whose improvement rate can only be regarded as mediocre, his progress speed is not uncommon. After all, he has only completed a few missions before he has this level of force——The force in "Kung Fu" The level of learning is still very high, at least much better than many well-regulated worlds of martial arts. Judging from the power of the Tathagata Palm, ten men carrying stereos combined can't fight a single move with the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms .

However, this is still meaningless, not to say that this is a fairy world, the destructive power of punching through a building with one palm is not worth mentioning, but because in this dream, all threats come from within oneself of fear.

Yun Tianhe happily hunted wild boars in his familiar hunting grounds. He was really hunting and eating wild game, because his mental fluctuations were indeed so pure, and the resulting projections were not threatening, as if he was going home. The New Year is generally joyful...

As for Liu Mengli, because of her racial talent, she saw through the essence of dreams early on. She has already become "awake", so naturally she will no longer fall into a state similar to "dream", so she has not been affected at all. ...

——Even without being deliberately targeted, she can still come and go in the dream at will, actively looking for lost teammates...

These two people can be said to be in the most comfortable situation, and although the others are not so relaxed and comfortable, and basically encounter all kinds of troubles and difficulties, they are generally not so dangerous. Monk Yuanshan is probably the most in the situation among everyone The bad one.

The muscular monk himself doesn't know these things, what he is doing now is like punching the wall, every time he punches himself, he will be injured, and the more he goes on like this, the more serious the injury will be.

After all, it wasn't the wall that hit him from the beginning to the end, but he was injured by the shock of his own attack...

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the muscular monk also began to pant. He was just gritting his teeth and holding on. In fact, he didn't have any spiritual power at all, and he relied on his strong true energy, strong horizontal training physique and martial arts skills to support him. .

He does not practice immortality or practice Buddhahood, and the light of merit is only the accumulation of merit and virtue, which can interfere with the use of the material world to a certain extent. It does not require any consumption of true energy and spiritual power, but what consumes is his spirit. force.

He needs a high degree of concentration to be able to maintain the light of merit, but he has not invested too many points in spiritual attributes, which means that his attention cannot be highly concentrated forever...

Persisting until now is already the limit, and the brain seems to be cooked due to the high heat.

He didn't know how long he could last.

Just when the consciousness was blurred, there seemed to be some sharp sound of piercing the sky, the sword energy was like a horse training, the energy pierced the Changhong, from far to near, a sword instantly split into dozens of hundreds of sword lights and fell like raindrops, instantly strangling Large numbers of enemies.

The souls of fierce ghosts and fierce spirits were scattered, the blood of fierce beasts and monsters splashed in the sky, their heads were in different places, and their feathers fell.

A delicate girl landed lightly on the ground, not paying any attention to the environment where blood flowed into rivers and corpses littered the field. Her white boots were stained with dust and black blood. She just frowned and looked around, still looking around. There are enemies coming up in a steady stream.

Xiuyu is facing a great enemy, her spiritual power is ready to be released, but Feijian has already swallowed the sword light, ready to directly launch the "Thousand Fang Remnant Light Sword".

This is a very powerful move in Qionghua School's swordsmanship, its status is equivalent to Shushan Immortal Sword School's "Wan Jianjue", it transforms the spiritual energy from all directions into countless sword lights, and attacks the enemy's key points with terrifying speed, and the ten thousand swords are like rain. Falling, the power is extremely powerful.

Although she is not as good as Murong Ziying, a destiny protagonist like Murong Ziying, she is more open and has high aptitude, but after all, she has a stronger experience and a stronger heart, and she has a rich accumulation before "Reincarnation". Ability to acquire skills directly.

So this kind of superb swordsmanship is naturally no exception.

It's just that all the sword energy is derived from the flying sword body. In the final analysis, the principle is to use the monk's mana and divine sense to bind the aura of the world, and use his own flying sword as the prototype to copy it concretely, forming the aura projection of the flying sword and adding it. manipulate.

This requires a lot of magic power and divine sense of the monks. The more the number of aura flying swords derived from the differentiation, the more energy and mind will be required, and it is already difficult for ordinary people to be distracted, let alone control double digits at the same time. For the above weapons, tens or hundreds of aura flying swords require a subtle level of manipulation ability.

It can be said that top sword cultivators like Xiuyu and Murong Ziying can routinely divide hundreds of sword lights at a time to kill the enemy, but if they want to achieve the state of "differentiation" of thousands of swords with one sword, I am afraid that only successful You can only do it if you are immortal.

She was also not sure that she would be able to withstand this seemingly endless wave of monsters.

(End of this chapter)