lost narrative poem

Chapter 500 Feng Shui takes turns

"At eight o'clock tonight, let's attack the sand together..."

"Can this world be better, the air is cold..."

"I'm still the boy who charged money, nothing has changed..."

Spiritual pollution came one after another, and all kinds of strange words or singing melodies kept pouring into the demon king's mind, although in fact he was using the power of inner demons to continuously capture the information he learned, just like facing a computer. The radio is constantly tuning in frequency, and it is normal to actively want to receive any information.

At this time, Chong Lou could barely bear it, but his complexion was obviously not quite right.

This red-haired man with a livid face, from the previous heroic and dry cloud, who didn't care about everything at all, has changed into a violent expression that dislikes everyone and wants to cut everything twice.

However, as the Supreme Being of the Demon Realm who has lived for thousands of years, He is naturally not so impatient, so he is still working hard to screen useful information.

However, the opponent's thought attacks at this moment came one after another, and the number suddenly became extremely large. There were hundreds of divine thoughts turning into illusory weapons at any time, like flying swords that were invisible and invisible.

Obviously, it was just a harassing behavior before, and there were countless shadowless gods coming from all directions. A careless one could hurt the red-haired demon god Chonglou, which already made the person concerned feel very Surprised.

Although even if the heavy building does not dodge or dodge, relying entirely on internal strength, this kind of attack will not cause too much damage if it is carried down head-on, at most it will just cut the surface of his body and hurt a shallow layer of flesh and blood, but This performance has been extremely amazing.

Not to mention anything else, the flying swords of most cultivators in the world are actually able to chop even a hair on the Chonglou. There is simply not even a white seal left.

Even in the human world, the power of the heavy building is completely suppressed, and the performance of the demon body is not as terrible as in the two worlds of gods and demons. After all, the material structure and laws and laws have differences in different dimensions. It is a joke that the human world cannot exert its full strength.

But even if the demon body is suppressed, it's not something that just any cat or dog can hurt——

So he was also very curious to what extent this young Taoist's mind had been honed, and what kind of concept was the so-called "mind of thought". Every single thought can have such a terrifying power.

However, being curious is one thing, and being hurt by constant slashing is another. No one is a masochist. If you are bitten by ants too much, you will be threatened. What's more, although the damage caused by each thought attack is slight, But it is not to the extent that it can be said to be eaten by ants.

The current Mo Zunlou naturally turned black because of this. He knew very well that the other party had already discovered his behavior, so he simply took advantage of this time to go all out and tear off an extra piece of flesh from himself.

After all, once the number of attacks of the Divine Thought Transformation Sword increases, it will be difficult for even him to avoid most of the attacks every time, and just let a thought hit the surface of the body without pain or itching. Several shadowless gods tore flesh and blood...

Unless he dodged it completely, otherwise, as long as he acted with the idea of ​​intercepting information from one of the thought attacks, he would often suffer several blows in succession.

Moreover, every thought of the opponent has been divided, and when he turned into an illusory fierce soldier, he has completely lost contact with the original divine will. He never considered that it would be taken back and reused like a real cultivator's flying sword. .

The demonic black fire in Chonglou couldn't burn through the air. The other party seemed to have touched even the causal level and could interfere and use it to a certain extent without leaving any loopholes. It seemed that it was the previous time that the other party Be wary of this trick all the time.

Logically speaking, after several failures, the other party specifically targeted this kind of behavior, and most people would decisively give up their original plan.

But this red-haired demon god didn't choose that way, maybe he was too concerned about what happened to the other party and wanted to figure it out, or maybe he was more stubborn, which can be seen from the appearance——

He is the kind of person who really has horns on his head, and it's not just Chonglou himself. It is said that Chi You, Shennong and other ancestor gods who go up are all born with double horns.

Considering that Xiang Youxinsheng's words are widely circulated, there must be some truth, so Mo Zunlou is indeed a person who is easy to get into the horns, which is also reasonable...

So the red-haired man was actually holding back his aggrieved and angry anger, hoping to find the information he wanted from Xia Ran's different divine thoughts.Unless the other party has wiped out all the previous memories, otherwise, he thinks that there will still be more or less traces of those differentiated thoughts.

Chonglou didn't know the essence of Xia Ran's thought differentiation, which was an advanced ability derived from the magic theory of dividing thinking in the true sense.

That is the ability to divide thinking from the mysterious system of another world, to process different affairs with multiple threads at the same time, or to think about the same thing from different directions at the same time, in order to obtain as perfect and comprehensive results as possible.

It's not that there is an absolute difference between superior and inferior, but that different systems naturally have different advantages and strengths. Taking the madness of those magicians in the Fate world, it is only natural to achieve unimaginable results in certain fields.

After all, they dare to operate on their souls and explore all kinds of dangerous and crazy taboo areas, but the current world pays attention to spiritual cultivation. No matter what orthodox cultivators or heretics, even the demons will not try to split for no reason. One's own spirit, if it is not done well, it will die once.

Because of this, due to the limitations of common sense, even if Chonglou is a Demon Lord, he naturally did not expect that each of Xia Ran's differentiated divine thoughts could be completely separated from the main body, and even without any involvement... …

Moreover, the other party slashed over with hundreds of divine thoughts in an instant. According to the common sense of this world, who would be so crazy and desperately tear his own soul?What's more, the other party looked calm and calm, and there was no sign of losing control of pain at all.

So the result is that he endured the grievances and those strange spam attacks, and suffered hundreds of swords one after another. Although he still didn't hurt his vitality, it was also a rare thing for the demon king in thousands of years—— —Ever since the god general Fei Peng was demoted to the lower realms, he hasn't met any opponent for a long time.

Basically, it is a move in seconds, and it is rare to be injured, let alone suffer hundreds of swords one after another, even though it is He who took the initiative to meet him... But this is not important, the important thing is that even if you pay Even after paying such a price, Mozun did not get the desired result.

Didn't catch any traces and clues, and suffered a lot of mental pollution and spam attacks——

"When a slap hits your face, I think you will change your appearance soon..."

"Thank you for the invitation, I am in the fairy world, I just got off the flying sword, and now I will share with you the story I just made up..."

"[email protected], Thank you, the host, a good person will have a flat chest all his life..."

Strange melody loops, various divine comedies played in turn, and a bunch of inexplicable and subtle words, always make people feel that there is a deep meaning in them, and they can't help but think carefully.

However, they often have no way to enter, and after much deliberation, the final result is dizziness.

With all kinds of weird spam attacks increasing, they slowly filled the red-haired demon god's brain, and when it disturbed him, he finally couldn't help it.

"That's enough! You bastard!" Hongmao finally roared angrily. The sound waves pierced gold and cracked rocks, and the air waves visible to the naked eye burst out, spreading at high altitude with the momentum and speed of shock waves, and everything around them was wiped out. Torn to shreds.

Whether it is the sword of divine thought, or the actual attack of sword energy, or the magic rainbow, strange light, calamity, Tianhe, etc., etc., or the substantial energy attack, or the The vast artistic conception that evolved was swept away by the reverse scroll.

Even the sea of ​​clouds in the sky was torn apart, and the mighty roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the thick clouds within a radius of nearly a hundred miles were completely annihilated and dispersed.

"What kind of mess is in your head?! What do you mean by asking me to drive?!"

The Mozun stared angrily at the young Taoist with an innocent face, feeling that there was a lot of strange knowledge in his head.

——What driving, what seeds, what strange garbled characters...

——The most terrible thing is that there are too many extremely magical melodies, which seem to have taken root in his consciousness, playing divine comedies like "Little Apple" in a loop...

Of course, later generations of Divine Comedy are not so domineering, but Xia Ran combined some of his own understanding and application of the concept of memes when spreading these spam messages, which greatly strengthened their virus-like spread.

The lethality enhancement is avoided, and it is meaningless to opponents of the level of Zhonglou. It is better to simply focus on strengthening the interference effect, which can more or less restrain the opponent and distract the opponent.

Although it is still not very effective, as long as the other party reacts, they can immediately eliminate these trivial distractions, but it is not a loss for Xia Ran to be able to interfere for a while.

"I do not know what you're talking about……"

The young Taoist has a serious face, a fairy-like spirit, and a heroic spirit. It seems that the person who just bombarded the other party with information and begged for the car to ask for seeds is not him at all. He has no idea what the other party is talking about.

"you……"

Chong Lou was quite annoyed, and was about to say something, but suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"Ok?"

Xia Ran also noticed that someone was approaching this side quickly, and took a look at it. Under the sky vision state, it was hundreds of miles away and could see clearly in an instant. It turned out that Xu Changqing and others were running towards this side in some embarrassment .

Behind them, there were hundreds of sword lights... But they were able to escape from the Qionghua faction even when they were alone and weak, and they were even locked in the mountain gate. The group of people still has a lot of cards.

However, it can also be said that the overall strength of the Qionghua faction has declined a lot, and it is really not as good as before.

Wait, it seems that this group of people can be used... The young Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red-haired man opposite him suddenly felt a little bit uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)