Stray Chapter 52: Punches against the wall

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

According to what she said, it was for the sake of safety, at least the dreams of ordinary people or knights would not be dangerous to them. In addition, she could sense the dreams from time to time, and she could easily spy on the dreams, and she could avoid some unexpected situations in advance. necessary condition.

Liu Mengli has never liked to peep at other people's dreams, but at this time, she can only do so, and special cases are treated specially.

She has long been accustomed to interacting in dreams, and it is not surprising that she is used to it.

However, this is the first time Qin Ji has experienced this. Even if she is in a bad mental state and is in a bad mood, she is still very surprised.

It feels like I'm constantly passing through different small worlds, and I can always see different scenery——

Last moment I was still standing on the streets of the bustling and dreamy big city...

Appears in the next moment near a pavilion on a desolate ancient road...

Then the world may be overturned again. After a brutal battle in the wilderness, the ground is full of corpses of humans and horses, and rivers of blood flow...

In the blink of an eye, the sound of rain suddenly sounded in my ears, the water vapor under my feet evaporated into mist, and it rose with the slightest drizzle. /

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 transformed.

If this scene could have been captured with a long lens, it would have looked quite dreamy and beautiful.

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This is an extremely empty wilderness, surrounded by endless monsters screaming and surging, almost torn apart the muscular monk at the very center.

The muscular monk in the eye of the storm is even more red-eyed, roaring like thunder and murderous.

"Dragon!"

"Prajna Buddhas!"

"Kill Sha Sha Sha Sha --!!"

The light of merit and virtue exudes a pale golden color, like a solid golden bell that envelopes the whole person. As soon as the evil spirit approaches, it will be viciously shaken out, either death or injury, but the light of merit and virtue The pale gold color will also dim a little, so it can be seen that it is not without consumption.

The fierce vajra palm is like an invisible giant's hand sweeping across the earth, and the bursting shock wave shatters and smashes all the enemies in front of it. deep ravines.

The muscles of the monk's eyes are red, and the blue veins on the forehead are bursting. This is no longer a vajra anger, but the eyes are completely red. The bewitching blood stained red.

However, all kinds of ferocious spirits, beasts, beasts and beasts continued to flow up like a tide.

Although his heart was cowardly, screaming "to die" or something like that, he subconsciously acted even more fiercely and arrogantly, as if he had no fear at all, even if he knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely die it's here.

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

It can be said that among the crowd, the fear of the monk Yuanshan is actually the most direct, and the fluctuation of the heart image caused by it is also the most violent, so he was soon encountered by all kinds of him in his dream. Fear of the attack of something.

These are the monsters that made him encounter danger several times before, the dangers are all over the place, and he was lucky enough to survive the disaster, and because of this, he was repeatedly afraid and left a considerable psychological shadow...

After being inexplicably separated from other people, he naturally felt that someone behind the scenes might have started to do it, and he didn't know how to deal with the lonely self, so he began to feel guilty, and he naturally thought wildly and made up his mind. Naturally, they are the things that they used to be afraid of and feared for.

So-

His fears took shape in his mind, and attacked him once again.

And because the monk Yuanshan was originally a strong man on the outside, he was domineering on the surface and had a tough attitude. .

Maybe it was some previous experience that made him stubbornly believe that as long as he behaves fiercely and arrogantly enough, he can scare off the invincible strong enemy. This is a kind of natural protective disguise.

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

No matter how strong and domineering he pretends to be on the surface, as long as he is very fearful in his heart, then the fluctuations in his heart will not deceive people. Immediately afterwards, it reflected back, returning to him.

Then, his fear was even more intense due to the fact that his true personality was actually very cowardly, even though he ostensibly shouted quite loudly.

Then a vicious cycle begins, and the result is that the more bluff he is, the more enemies of all kinds are coming in from all directions, and he is simply inexhaustible, even under the threat of such a bad crisis, Also forced out of potential——

The Tathagata's palm can knock out an unknown number of enemies with a single palm. It already feels like the original version. With a single stroke of the wind-smashing palm, even a block will be razed...

After all, compared to the original street mixed martial artist, even if the monk Yuanshan is not good enough, the accumulation of points over the past ten years is enough to improve his attributes by a lot.

Compared to many steadfast and steady progress, he can only be regarded as a mediocre lost person. His speed of progress is not unpleasant. After all, he has only passed a few missions, and he has this level of force-"Kung Fu" The level of martial arts here is still very high, at least it is much stronger than many normal martial arts worlds. Judging from the power of the Tathagata's palm, the ten men carrying the stereo add up to the eighteen palms of subduing dragons. But one trick.

However, this is still meaningless. It does not mean that this is a world of immortals. The destructive power of piercing a building with one palm is not worth mentioning, but because in this dream, all threats come from oneself. Fear inside.

Yun Tianhe happily hunts wild boar in the hunting ground he is familiar with. He is really hunting and eating game, because his heart image fluctuations are indeed so simple, and the resulting projections are not threatening. It's like going home for the Chinese New Year with joy...

As for Liu Mengli, because of her racial talent, she saw through the nature of dreams early on. She was already awake, and naturally she would no longer fall into a state similar to dreaming, so she was also not affected. …

——Even when she was not deliberately targeted, she was able to come and go in her dreams at will, and actively search for her lost teammates...

These two people can be said to be the most comfortable situation, and although the others are not so easy and freehand, they basically encountered all kinds of troubles and difficulties, but generally they are not so dangerous. The one in the worst condition.

And the muscle monk himself doesn't know these things. What he is doing now is like punching the wall. Every time he punches, he will be injured. The more it goes on, the more serious the injury.

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

As time passed by, the muscle monk also began to pant, but he was just gritting his teeth and holding on. In fact, he had no spiritual power at all. Skills support.

Neither cultivating immortals nor practicing Buddhas, the light of merit is only the accumulation of merit, and it can interfere with the use of the material world to a certain extent. his mental power.

He needs a high degree of concentration to maintain the light of merit, but he doesn't invest too many points in spiritual attributes, which means that his attention can't be highly concentrated forever...

It's the limit of holding on until now, and it seems that my brain is about to be scalded due to the high heat.

He doesn't know how much longer he can hold on.

Just when the consciousness was blurred, there seemed to be a sharp sound of breaking through the sky. The sword qi was like training, and the qi penetrated the rainbow. In an instant, he killed a large number of enemies.

The ferocious ghosts and ferocious souls fly away, the blood of the beasts, monsters and birds splashes into the sky, their heads are in different places, and their feathers fall.

A pretty girl landed lightly on the ground, ignoring the bloody, corpse-riddled environment, making her white boots stained with dust and black and red blood, she just frowned and looked at it All around, there are still enemies coming up in a steady stream.

Xiuyu is like a great enemy, and her spiritual power is ready to be launched, but Feijian has already swallowed the sword light, and is ready to directly send a "thousand-square residual light sword".

This is a very powerful move in Qionghua School's swordsmanship, and its status is equivalent to the "Wan Jian Jue" of the Shushan Xianjian School. It fell like rain, and it was extremely powerful.

Although she is not strong enough for a protagonist like Murong Ziying, she is more open-minded and highly qualified, but after all, she has stronger experience and xinxing, and has rich accumulation before reincarnation. the ability to acquire skills directly.

So this superb swordsmanship is no exception.

It's just that all sword qi is derived and differentiated from the body of the flying sword. In the final analysis, the principle is to use the monk's mana and spiritual sense to bind the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and to copy it with his own flying sword as the prototype to form the aura of the flying sword. Projected and manipulated.

This requires a lot of mana and spiritual sense for monks. The more the number of aura flying swords derived from differentiation, the more energy and energy required, and it is already difficult for ordinary people to be distracted and use them at the same time, let alone control them at the same time. Weapons with more than two digits, dozens or hundreds of aura flying swords require micro-level manipulation ability.

It can be said that top sword cultivators such as Xiuyu and Murong Ziying can usually divide hundreds of swords to kill enemies at a time, but if they want to achieve the realm of "dividing" ten thousand swords with one sword, I am afraid that Only the immortal can do it.

She's also not sure she'll be able to withstand this seemingly endless wave of monsters.