Two-Dimensional Alien Species: Human Security Agency

"Papapa——" Mahanabha applauded, "Very good. You are different from all the people I have met before. Although I still don't know very well, but I can design the best for myself from the There are still only a handful of people who have made breakthroughs in the realm."

"It might be better if you change someone. The one I don't believe is probably my own. My current life is just a dream, I'm already in a vegetative state, and I'm actually experiencing the marquee before death. I have to deny opportunities countless times every day.”

"Can't you even convince your own people? Xiao Seng has learned a lot. But since you know the identity of the second daughter of Bo Xun, then you also understand your current situation, right?"

"The sixth heavenly king of the Desire Realm, the biggest devil in Buddhism, Bo Xun, the great devil who once prevented Sakyamuni from becoming a Buddha. I really didn't expect that the Son of God in the Vientiane Hall was never a Buddha, but a devil. "Xie Zhifei nodded and said slowly.

"What is a Buddha, and what is a demon? If there is always me, he will be mine; everything belongs to me, what is Qu Tan's?" After saying that, he put his hands together gently and patted his body. Beep softly.

"Nan, no, Shakyamuni Buddha."

Six dark puppet-like arms stretched out from behind him, each holding a dark chain on each arm, and in front of the chain was a ferocious hook full of barbs.

"Nan, Wu, Shakyamuni Buddha." The six chains thumped together, a metallic sound rang out, and a boundless black cloud instantly appeared behind him. Countless people roared, they had all kinds of hideous appearances, blue face, fangs, Yaksha, Shura, such an army was 1344 kilometers long, 1344 kilometers wide on each side, and 101 kilometers above it.

They are Bo Xun's army, who once scare Di Shitian to the edge of the world, so that the Dragon King and the Dragon Girl can't even care to get into the ground and startle the white umbrella of Da Brahma. The last time they were dispatched was when Shakyamuni became a Buddha. And now, for the second time, they stood in front of a man and roared at him that could rang out for 11,200 kilometers. Namo Shakyamuni Buddha, Namo is not a transliteration of namo, but the real Namo, meaning no! Shakyamuni, you are not allowed to become a Buddha!

"I recognized Bo Xun's second daughter, and of course I also know such a scene." Xie Zhifei looked at the group of demons that could not even see the end, but his expression was not flustered at all. Then smile.

"I'm not a Buddha, so I'm not worthy of such a battle. If they really came to me, I would definitely jump off the lotus seat. Unfortunately, you're not Bo Xun, so they can't really come to me."

"In the end, this is still my world. I have the final say in the end." Then Xie Zhifei took a step forward, and behind him, the giant wolf like a hill rushed forward, and the blue flame burned on it. All the demons of the flames that touch it start to burn.

The cyan flame seems weak but extremely sticky. Once it is pulled away, it cannot be shaken off at all, and more and more demons are used as fuel. Although the black wolf is not a real thing. But it seems to still inherit the character Ben in the name of the wolf, and the speed is extremely fast, but in an instant, the army of the group of demons is pierced through, leaving a cyan line of fire. Then he turned back, and the flames ignited from elsewhere.

Mahanabo also took a step forward and came to Xie Zhifei's body, "You haven't exercised your soul, you can't burn cleanly." With six arms behind him, six huge hooks flew straight towards Xie Zhifei, coloring The eyes are hooked; the ears are hooked when the sound is touched; the nose is hooked when the fragrance is touched; the tongue is hooked when the smell is touched; the body is hooked when the touch is touched; the meaning is hooked by the law.

"It's not up to you whether you burn it or not." Xie Zhifei stood still, but the six hooks were nailed half a meter in front of him, as if there was a wall out of thin air. "Besides, who said I haven't exercised my soul."

The cyan flowers grew from the branches under his feet, and the speed was extremely fast. In an instant, the entire pure white space that did not know the border was completely covered. Countless cyan flowers bloomed on the ground, little by little I did not know where to hide. The cyan light spots gathered together and turned into a green ocean floating in the air.

"Originally, I didn't understand. Thanks to your teaching me, it turns out that I just need to think about it."

"How could you have such a powerful soul!!" Maha Nabo's perfect mask finally shattered, and roared at Xie Zhifei with a shrill voice.

"That's another long story, but I've already told you a lot of nonsense today, so I don't want to tell you."

Then the blue flames in the sky burned.

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Chapter 136 is tragic

It was easy for Xie Zhifei to win, but not at all. There are too many factors that can be called 'coincidence'.

First of all, in the last stop of the Mahana Bowl, he felt the fleeting demonic energy. Bo Xun is one of the biggest demons in Buddhism. The deeds of interfering with the Buddha's becoming a Buddha can almost be confirmed. It is one of the top beings standing in this world. It is difficult to feel its breath.

But there are not no devils of the same level as Bo Xun, at least there are some people who Xie Zhifei knows with its aura. The Demon Ancestor Luo Hu, the aura of the Demon Ancestor tainted on the magic knife in Yi Nian's hand is almost the same as Bo Xun.

Although the two have each reached a certain level of extremes, it is precisely because of the extremes that they are pure. The source is the same. After noticing that something was wrong, he quickly guessed the main body of Maha Nabo's ability. A certain ruffian who likes to wear white leather clothes has contributed greatly.

Now that he knows the body, Xie Zhifei can quickly make a judgment about his own situation, especially after he successfully called out the running wolf behind him. The sea of ​​consciousness, the consciousness of the gods, the spiritual world, no matter which name is used, the illusion constructed by the Maha that bowl is in his mind.

Directly stripping off part of Xie Zhifei's soul, and then invoking the illusion of memory can be almost unbreakable. Negotiators, orators, even actors or relatives and friends, no matter how much others say, they can eventually convince their eternal self. The iron rule that Maha Nabo had always believed in fell down in front of Xie Zhifei.

Xie Zhifei cultivated an almost desperate pessimism during the time of running for the wolf, subconsciously doubting all existence. including yourself. Explanation, questioning, examples... His completely collapsed worldview is almost always erected one by one.

As for the last time to see the poor dagger, the failure of Maha Nabo can even be said to be luck. As he said, it is impossible for a person who has not exercised his soul to win before him. Whether it was the boundless demon army he summoned first, or the body of Bo Xun that he called out under the cyan flame, the demon king with a cow-headed human body that was several tens of meters high, should not be able to resist Xie Zhifei.

But Xie Zhifei experienced the green lake, and after being washed by the will of the anthill group, after madly absorbing the green sea formed by countless soul fragments, his soul strength was no worse than that of the Mahana Bowl, and even higher than it.

Lastly is the location. No matter how strong the soul power is, it doesn't actually have much effect except to make his five senses and even his sixth sense sharper. He doesn't know how to specialize in the method, and he has no possibility of using it at all. Even the roughest melee attack he released, not to mention that it condenses an illusory world like the Mahana Bowl.

But the battlefield between the two was Xie Zhifei's sea of ​​knowledge and his spiritual space. This was where his spirit stayed, and it was the only place where he could exert all his spiritual power. As for the method, as he said, just think about it.

As a result, the blue flowers skyrocketed on the ground, and the blue flames burned out the demons in the sky. The bull-headed demon king's roar and counterattack only made him throw a black spear at Xie Zhifei.

Everything was burned, so Xie Zhifei came out.

Although several days had passed in my mind, for those outside the venue, it was only two minutes after Maha Nabo asked "Are you ready?" It is almost unimaginable to what extent the computing power of a fully unleashed brain can be improved without external constraints.

So everyone only saw that Xie Zhifei suddenly stood still like the previous few people, and after a while his complexion began to flush. Sweat is also pouring out wildly. The crazy-running brain needs to consume a huge amount of energy. In order to provide this energy, a large amount of energy storage tissue such as fat is decomposed, which leads to an increase in energy. To dissipate heat, sweat a lot.

Sweat soaked through his clothes like a gush, just when everyone thought he was going to lose as easily as the first two. His shaky body from dehydration and trance suddenly stopped. And the Maha that bowl walked in front of him, and he couldn't press it down on his shoulders behind him.

This time, not only Xie Zhifei, but everyone could feel the dark purple, ominous, tempting and degenerate breath of his courage. This clear aura, like the tide rising higher and higher, also made everyone understand. The battle on the field has already begun, and it has come to a certain critical time.

Then the demon's breath began to melt for some reason, like being melted by fire. Before the love completely disappeared, Xie Zhifei's body shook violently. Two bright red nosebleeds poured out of his nose in a rushing state, instantly staining the front of his shirt red. It made the already pale face even more weak and hideous.

Then he opened his eyes, his eyes were blurry, and he couldn't even focus, as if he was in a state of concussion after being hit hard. The whole person swayed even more. But it was in this state that he stretched his hand forward. It was placed on his other shoulder just as the Maha that bowl was placed on him. Press down.

The pure and flawless son of God knelt down brazenly, like the collapse of a jade mountain.

The white light lit up, Xie Zhifei returned to the stage, and fell behind him almost immediately. The Fool's crowd surrounded him with an unbelievable expression, confirming his state. Although his pupils were dilated and his mind was confused, no matter what, he was awake! On the other side of the Vientiane Hall, Maha Nabo had lost consciousness.

The audience was silent, but an unspeakable emotion spread in private, the non-seed defeated... the seed? How many years is this? What hasn't happened in the Arena of Destiny for a few generations? !

Even if Catherine recognized his talent, even if he made it to the top 8. But everyone's impression of him is nothing more than a future strong enemy. But this moment is different, talent and genius are not lacking in all dynasties. Very few can grow up. So they can ignore Xie Zhifei's powerful talent.

But at this moment, everything is different, no matter what the reason is, no matter what happened in that battle, at this moment, Xie Zhifei defeated Seed in a one-on-one frontal battle without external help! This means that he is no longer a strong man who may grow up.

At this moment, he is already strong.

Of course, these Xie Zhifei could no longer feel it. The spear threw by the bull demon that Maha Nabo finally transformed into shook his sea of ​​consciousness fiercely. The impact brought by this professional mental attack was simply not something his simple and rude flames could defuse. In his mind, it was as if several military bands were roaring with each other in the Yellow River chorus. The water and land dojos opened together, completely stirring into a pot of paste.

Not to mention thinking, he can't even see and listen to such actions. Can only lie on the ground and wait for it to slow down slowly.

Xie Zhifei didn't know how long he had been slowing down, but when he stood up on the steps with difficulty and looked into the arena, he was still shocked by the battle.

Not because of its splendor and power, but because of the simplicity and gore of that battle. It is almost a battle that materializes the word violence. Every move and every style is a real collision of iron and iron, and blood and blood are spilled. There is no way to describe such a battle with the word fierce.

tragic. These two words are the perfect rhetoric to describe this truly violent Asura field.

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Chapter 137 Eggs and Stones

On and off the field, Xie Zhifei has already participated in and seen a lot of battles in this arena. There is the ease with which Maha Nabo taps the shoulder and completely overwhelms the opponent, and there is also a confrontation between Agrace and Rosenborg that is almost godlike, and there are even some. There are battles like No. 6 and Edward that have been unsettled and fought again and again, and they have almost stopped breathing.

But no battle can be described as tragic, restrained in ability, suppressed in strength, even if such a battle is extremely exciting, it is difficult to describe it as tragic. Even in the match between Chen Bing and Scipio, Scipio, who tried to move the mountain and burn the city thousands of times, was full of tenacity and unyielding, but it was not tragic.

Efforts to have a chance to win are called hard work, and in the case of certain losses, efforts towards despair are called tragic.

Dozens of people charged back against the thousands of troops, dragged the wounded and remnants to fight endlessly, and the tremors when they cut open their hearts and found cotton wool and bark.

Just like an army battle, generally one party's morale may collapse after three or more layers are killed, and then a rout occurs. The example of the whole army that really insists on being swept up has been an example from ancient times to the present. Such failures are called failures and are the norm in history. Therefore, in those eight hard years, so many battles were described as tragic. Those who are completely wiped out are not right. The participants are not thinking of winning at all, but are exchanging their lives for the opponent's damage and delaying the time.

Just like the situation on the field now. Even if Xie Zhifei just glanced up, he was still able to be sure that Nazarudinsha had completely sealed the victory. The opponent has no chance of a comeback at all. And from the perspective of the situation on the field, such a situation may even have been determined in a few minutes or even earlier.

However, the opponent was still tenacious and stubborn, unwilling to admit defeat, and locked the battle in this place in an almost tragic way, and attacked in a way that was several times more than the opponent's injuries.