This psychopath is too strong

Fan Deng, who was retching, suddenly heard a voice, and then saw a strange mess appearing beside him, and he also saw a puddle of water dripping down at the bottom of the weird mess.

The water stains are just sweat, and at this moment, the sweat on Feng Zhizhi's body is flowing out like crazy, as if he doesn't want money.

His body is very weak, and the degree of weakness has almost reached the most serious level since he came to this world.

Probably the same as when he first came to this world, sat cross-legged for seven days and seven nights, and then went shopping with giant spiders, losing an arm.

Of course, this is calculated according to the proportion of weakness.

The body of the fourth-order [immortal] path is like a gap with the body of the original Dharma-ending world, so even though his proportion of weakness is large, his body can still move freely.

Not only that, as time went by, his body was still recovering.

It's just that the recovery time is a bit long, and Feng Wuzhi estimates that it may take several hours to recover to his peak state.

"The surface of the real abyss? That kind of deep... vomit..."

Fan Deng was puzzled, and after speaking halfway, he began to lie on the ground and retch again.

Feng didn't know: "I have systematically collected some knowledge during this time, and found that there are some gaps in your understanding of the abyss. In contrast, Sisley knows much more about the abyss than you.

The endless abyss you think is actually not the real abyss.

There are many kinds of weirdness, and they were not born in the endless abyss.

In fact, the endless abyss is just something bred from the real abyss. "

Unexpectedly, Feng came to Fan Deng.

A water-stained finger stretched out from the mess, and lightly touched Fan Deng's body.

"Hmm... I didn't get the title of 'True Gazing into the Abyss'. From this point of view, what you see is not the real surface of the abyss, but the real projection of the abyss formed by my influence."

Feng Bubu scanned the surrounding scene.

Through the nearby scene, he seemed to see the storm that appeared around him a few minutes ago.

This is a kind of ability mastered by the spiritual realm to reach the real realm.

It is equivalent to the sonar capability of the upgraded version, but the dimension of the upgrade is different this time. The upgrade is not the fineness, but the picture has become animation.

When the spiritual state reaches the subtleties, he can detect the strange operation.

After ascending to the realm of the domain, although his observation became more refined and smoother, the essence did not change.

But now, by watching the weirdness that appeared at this time, he can perceive the changes of the weirdness over a period of time.

To put it simply, he can perceive the images around him for a period of time by feeling the weirdness around him.

For example, 3 minutes ago, a frightened dragonfly flew over his position.

A tentacles of flesh and blood protruded from Feng Zhizhi's fingertips.

The fleshy tentacles followed the dragonfly's flight path, caught up with the dragonfly 3 minutes ago, and caught it.

Since he has just reached the realm of reality, the viewing time is very short. At present, he can only clearly see the picture more than ten minutes ago, and the picture further away will become blurred, and he can only see a rough idea.

For example, before he entered the abyss trial, William and Broken Tooth came here, and his feelings were very vague.

Feng didn't know and didn't feel those images too much.

In fact, perception of images from the past is only a by-product of the Real Realm.

The real effect of the Real Realm is to allow him to further understand the nature of the weird.

With the thorough stimulation of the real realm, Feng Zhizhi once again looked at the dragonfly on the tentacles.

There was a strange shift in his sight, and everything changed.

In sight, the appearance of the dragonfly is completely different.

It became a strange creature that seemed to be pieced together from countless gray spores.

——In this world, weirdness is actually everywhere, but those stable weirdnesses are generally undetectable to people.

Feng Zhizhi gently swung his sweat-stained fingers, and the gray spores rearranged.

And the dragonfly on the tentacles also mutated at this time, turning into a terrifying and hideous strange creature...

Chapter 384 Leader Feng cannot look directly

The small turquoise dragonfly turned into something indescribable, its body covered with twisted spikes and a pair of uncoordinated wings.

As Feng Zhizhi let go of the tentacles, the dragonfly monster flew into the sky staggeringly.

Not long after that, the dragonfly monster exploded slightly in the air and fell, just in time to land on Fan Deng's face.

The weak explosion did not kill the dragonfly monster. It kept thumping on Fan Deng's face, and the spikes on its body stabbed some wounds on Fan Deng's face.

Fan Deng, who was in poor condition, stretched out his hand to expel the dragonfly, but found that the dragonfly monster had already flown from his face into the sky again.

The appearance of the dragonfly monster was very strange and abrupt.

But Fan Deng did not ask about it.

Because compared to the mutation of the dragonfly monster, Feng Jiaozhu, who was like a mess at this time, was obviously more weird.

Fan Deng took a deep breath, trying to adjust his poor body.

His body has the sequelae of "gazing into the abyss" before, and he also has the impact of watching Feng's appearance on him.

In fact, it was fine when Feng Jiaozhu entered the endless abyss before. At that time, Feng Jiaozhu didn't move at all. Although he felt some discomfort, it was very slight.

And when a strange storm blew up on Feng Jiaozhu's body, and then appeared in front of him again at this time, he felt an inexplicable sense of dizziness for no reason.

Specifically, there is a feeling of stuttering and confusion.

The scene of Master Feng he saw in his eyes seemed to have been pressed the pause button and turned into a stop-motion animation.

The next moment, the animation suddenly began to tear and rotate.

The feeling of confusion became more and more intense. Just as Fan Deng wanted to say something to Master Feng, he started to retch again.

Feng didn't know that during Fan Deng's retching process, he discovered the difference in Fan Deng's condition.

The real realm made his perception of weirdness more sensitive.

"It seems that the strange power attached to the title "#￥…@&" has been affected. This kind of strange power can not only invalidate the ability to cast on me, but also have some influence on the sight of me."

"However, if the ability is divided, the line of sight can also be regarded as a kind of ability, a kind of perception ability in a strict sense."

Feng Zhizhi murmured softly, and analyzed the reason for Fan Deng's anomaly.

During the words, Feng Zhizhi stretched out his finger and pressed Fan Deng's back of the head, combed Fan Deng's body, and the latter's state had obviously recovered.

After that, Fan Deng found that his eyes were covered by Master Feng. To be precise, his vision was deprived by Master Feng by some means.

Feng didn't know: "There may be problems with looking at me, what about hearing, smelling, and touching?"

Following Feng Buzhi's words, Fan Deng, who had recovered, entered the state of retching again.

The previous stuttering was the picture, but this time the stuttering was the sound. The sound in Fan Deng's ears suddenly faltered and turned into a piercing roar, which then spun at a high speed.

Feng Zhizhi continued to comb Fan Deng's body, then shielded Fan Deng's hearing, and wrapped it with flesh and blood tentacles.

Soon, because of the tactile sensation, Fan Deng started to retch again.

Just like his guess.

Not only vision, but also hearing, smell, and touch. As long as he senses it, he may trigger the strange power of the title "#￥…@&", and the probability is not low.

A few minutes later, after the test, Fan Deng recovered again, and his body's shielded perception also returned to normal.

He looked at Master Feng again, but just as he turned his gaze, he thought of something and stopped.

Fan Deng recalled the words of Master Feng and said: "Master Feng, you just said that you have obtained a title in the abyss trial, and then the effect of that title, as long as others perceive you, there is a certain probability that my previous effect will appear. state?"

Feng Bubu nodded and said: "I don't know the specific probability because I haven't tested it, but I can adjust the strength of this title."

Hearing Master Feng's words, Fan Deng breathed a sigh of relief, and wanted to ask Master Feng to weaken this power.

But before he could make a request, he heard Feng Jiaozhu say: "In this case, let's increase the strength of the title power to the maximum.

It is actually not very useful to me, but it will be of some help to your cultivation of xinxing and spiritual realm.

If you want to practice this aspect, you can come to Penglai Island to watch me. "

"This……"

Fan Deng subconsciously looked at Leader Feng, but just as he turned his head to look at the mess, he found that his gaze was frozen again. After a brief freeze, countless messes wriggled strangely and spun around.

vomit--

Fan Deng wiped the acid water vomited from the corner of his mouth, then patted his cheek, shaking his head continuously.

He didn't dare to look directly at Master Feng anymore, so he could only watch from the corner of his eye.

In fact, even if this is the case, he will still have the previous feeling of stuttering and dizziness, but the effect is much milder.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a book appearing in the body of the messy leader Feng, which seemed to be the "Book of Truth" that he had read a while ago.

In order to make his spiritual realm break through to the real realm as soon as possible, Feng Zhizhi did not work behind closed doors. He showed "The Book of Truth" to many people and collected others' insights.

In fact, even the member of the Evolution Sect who was hanged some time ago, Feng Wuzhi, made some inquiries.

At this time, when he read the book again, Feng Zhizhi only felt very regretful.

"Actually, it's only close."

Feng Zhizhi sighed lightly.

In fact, with the pictures recorded in the "Book of Truth", he was only a step away from comprehending the real realm.

Those abstract paintings recorded in "Book of Truth" are nothing but images that can be felt in some real realms.

"Master, by the way, I remembered the purpose of my coming to you. After hearing William's narration, the prophet suddenly regained consciousness from his stupid state, but he fainted again just after he said the white tiger man.

Ratman Rolin said that the Prophet might not live long, and I felt the same way, so I brought him here for your treatment. "

After Fan Deng narrated, he walked towards the dead wooden box not far away.

Although Fan Deng became very embarrassed due to the strange storm, the prophet is in good condition, but there are some debris inside the box, and there are some bruises and abrasions on the prophet's forehead.

Feng Buzhi stretched out his fingers to press the prophet's eyebrows and said: "His physical treatment was considered successful, and the stupid state will automatically recover after a period of time.

However, because he was stimulated, he inadvertently overdrawn his body and suddenly accelerated his recovery.

Although he regained consciousness, he suffered irreversible damage.

The coma is only temporary, and he will wake up after a while, which may last for a few minutes, and then he will die completely.

Well, this process is also a flashback. "

Opening the prophet's eyeballs, Feng did not know how to feel the prophet's soul again.

Hearing Master Feng's voice, Fan Deng was hit again first, retching for a while, and then suddenly realized something, showing a look of despair.

But just when he decided to prepare for the prophet's funeral, he heard Feng Jiaozhu say again: "My body is extremely weak now, and my strength is not one in ten, so the treatment time may be slower, and it will probably take a few minutes time."

"Extremely weak, are you injured?" Fan Deng subconsciously said, then widened his eyes and said: "No, you said that the prophet can be cured in a few minutes? But didn't you say a few months ago... vomit..."

The emotional Fan Deng couldn't help but look at Feng Jiaozhu, and fell into a state of dizziness again.

Feng didn't know how to explain: "At that time I was only at the third level, and now I have broken through to the fourth level. From the third level to the fourth level, there will be transformation, so even if I am extremely weak now, I will be stronger than then..."

Chapter 385 Woke up, changed the world

The prophet is nameless.

The prophet of the human race originally had a name, but in the process of spying on his fate, he lost his name.

From then on, the Prophet took the title of Prophet as his own name.

In fact, the Prophet occasionally ponders his own name.

Sometimes he would ask Fan Deng for his name, but after hearing his name, he would forget it in a short time.

Even when Fan Deng called his name, he didn't respond.

But now, the Prophet suddenly remembered his name.

"I am Ouyang Ming."

The Prophet muttered to himself, and suddenly opened his eyes.