"puff!"
After about a cup of tea, Wang Bugui finally broke out of the illusion. When he hit the illusion, his soul was shaken by the powerful Taoism. Now his throat felt sweet and he coughed up a large mouthful of blood.
Then he started to heal with luck. He looked around and found that it was exactly what Xiao Zhiyue said. Everyone closed their eyes tightly and looked extremely solemn, as if they were engaged in a fierce battle.
And everyone was covered in paint, and some of the wounds were almost visible to the bone. There are countless Dao Principles floating around, each surrounding one person and attacking from different directions.
Their attacks are widely spaced, not a series of compact attacks. Because considering the strength of these people, these Dao Principles are as realistic as possible, and they are injured every time.
They were all hit "accidentally" when they were besieged in the illusion. From the outside world, it seemed that some Taoists were attacking their bodies.
"What a magic formation!"
Wang Bugui gritted his teeth. This illusion formation was so dangerous, so he couldn't waste any time.
"It should be successful."
He had an idea in his mind that might help everyone get out of the illusion in one fell swoop.
That is to use the power of her own little pendant. Xiao Zhiyue can not be affected by the illusion inside. If this power is stimulated and covers everyone, the illusion may be broken.
"Xiao Yue'er, you may be a little shaken, don't be afraid!" Wang Bugui warned.
"Yeah!" Xiao Zhiyue nodded vigorously when she heard the words, then she hugged herself into a ball and closed her eyes tightly.
Then Wang Bugui gritted his teeth and frowned, without saying any more nonsense, and directly activated the spiritual power in the small pendant with all his strength.
"Buzz!"
The bright blue light illuminated the forest, and an ancient and mysterious powerful spiritual power rushed out. This spiritual power was activated by Wang Bugui's hand and slowly flew above everyone's heads.
"Break it for me!"
After saying this, he instilled spiritual power into everyone's shrine, impacting their souls in this violent way, and at the same time sending messages, trying to wake them up as soon as possible. "boom!"
After a moment of burning incense, a powerful force suddenly erupted in the field. Wang Bugui was so shocked that he flew backwards and broke several towering trees before stopping.
"puff!"
"Well!"
"Well!"
At the same time that he was shaken out, everyone woke up one after another, each suffering varying degrees of injuries. They looked extremely panicked, if not for a voice reminding them that everything was an illusion.
I'm afraid they are still fighting bloody battles, glancing at the gradually fading Taoism around them. If they continue to charge, they will only be killed slowly by these Taoists!
"The king will not return!"
When everyone was still frightened, Ke Meng had already rushed to Wang Bugui. Because of his experience, he was not injured. He even almost woke up on his own, but was pulled by an external force.
"Brother!"
"Not return!"
After Chu He and others saw Wang Bugui covered in blood, they rushed to his side and kept asking about his injuries.
Wang Bugui shook his head, stood up slowly, and said: "It doesn't matter, it's just a minor injury. To break through your illusion barrier, I have to pay a small price, otherwise the spiritual power cannot touch your soul."
After saying this, he activated the Ten Thousand Calamities Infallible Method and healed all injuries in an instant. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief. After relaxing one by one, they felt no strength in their bodies and sat down on the ground one after another.
Sweat has soaked the skirt of my clothes, and now that I think about it, I still feel terrible. The illusion just now was too realistic. The people present were the strongest representatives of China.
But such a group of people were all under the illusion, and no one noticed it!
Even Wang Bugui accidentally broke the illusion after being reminded by Xiao Zhiyue, otherwise he didn't know how long it would have been delayed.
"Changge, what did you see?" Wang Bugui asked.
"Me? I'm in a desert. There are all kinds of strange beasts that I have never seen before, and there are all kinds of laws. We are fighting along a road!" Zhao Changge gasped.
Then he added: "Only when I came out, did I realize that I had been arranged by the illusion when I was injured! I said, how could the gun pass through even though it was so tight and airtight?"
He used to dance the silver spear to the extreme in the desert, but now his marksmanship is no longer inferior to Zhao Yun, and he has summed up the most suitable attack method for himself, and at the same time integrated the Seven Exploration Snake Coil Spear.
It can be said that once the gun is surrounded, it will be difficult for any attack to break through, unless it is stronger than him or faster than him.
But in the previous battle, he clearly felt that his speed was faster than all attacks, but he still got injured inexplicably every once in a while. It turned out to be caused by the outside world.
"Me too, there are countless Sea Clan beast cultivators in that sea, each of them with amazing strength, but I tried my best to avoid them. I always used my spiritual power to pay attention to the surroundings, but I was still attacked by them."
Lu Hao also agreed, and he fought in roundabout ways at sea. It is obvious that there is no movement in the deep sea with the spiritual sense, but every once in a while, powerful sea beasts always appear suddenly.
All kinds of attacks cannot be avoided, let alone defended. Even if you see that you have avoided them, you will still be hit in the end.
"Chihiro! Chihiro, are you okay?"
On the other side, Feng Tianming was holding Chihiro Misawa. They were both covered in blood. They were probably the two most seriously injured among the people.
"Well, I just couldn't find you," Chihiro Misawa murmured in a low voice.
She was in a very weak state and her face was bloodless. Feng Tianming was so anxious that he asked, "What did you go through just now?"
"I"
Misawa Chihiro was a little afraid to say it out, but under Feng Tianming's concerned eyes, she still gave in. He said slowly: "I couldn't find you before. I was very anxious and rushed everywhere to kill you."
"There were too many attacks along the way, and I didn't dodge them all. Later, I saw your illusion again. I saw you being penetrated by countless sharp blades. I was really scared at the time!"
"No matter how I called you, you didn't answer me. You didn't even see me in your dilated pupils, so I used that trick."
Three Thousand Questions - Zhanyue!
This taboo move appeared in Feng Tianming's mind involuntarily, and he would never forget the scene at Jianmen Pass. In his extremely thin Chihiro, he was like a god and demon who had been unchained.
He almost cut through the sword gate with one sword and killed all the demons with one sword. The price paid was that all the muscles, meridians, and even bones in the body were broken.
"Why. Why are you so stupid? Even if I really die, it's not worth it!" Feng Tianming screamed.
Then he hugged Chihiro Misawa tightly, gently stroked her little head with his hands, and at the same time poured his own spiritual power into her to heal her injuries.
"It's not that it's not worth it. If I lose you, there's no point in living."
In his ears, Qianxun's feeble voice came, and Feng Tianming couldn't help but tremble. Then Qianxun said again: "I'm so scared."
"What are you afraid of?" Feng Tianming asked.
"I'm so scared. One day Mr. Doraemon will really leave the stupid Nobita." Chihiro Misawa said again.
"I" Feng Tianming was speechless for a moment.
He was once dragged by Chihiro to watch the anime, and now he also knows the ending of that story. Doraemon finally left after helping Nobita.
Despite Nobita's hard pursuit, Doraemon still could not stay with him for long, and Nobita could not see her again until his death. Finally, someone gave them an ending that was not a tragedy.
In that familiar little room, that familiar drawer opened, and a blue earless cat jumped out.
That's right, Doraemon finally used the time machine to teleport to the past after Nobita's death and meet him again.
"I will not leave you!" Feng Tianming said resolutely.
"I don't want to be separated from you either, because Nobita can't live without Doraemon." Chihiro Misawa smiled.
Then she broke away from Feng Tianming's arms, held his face with her hands, and said, "You must, you must not leave me!"
These simple words have already spoken out Qianxun's innocent heart. When Feng Tianming saw the crying Yiren in front of him, his heart almost melted.
He raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. He also held her face and said, "I will never leave you! I want to see you eat well and sleep well every day. I can't get enough of your smile!"
"Doraemon-san, stay silent!"
Chihiro Misawa endured the pain, smiled the most beautiful smile, hugged Feng Tianming and gave her a sweet kiss.
"oh!"
"Jian Mumu is quite good at flirting!"
"A hundred times more powerful than the boss!"
"Ouch! Brother, I was wrong!"
"Irresponsible fat man, if you want to be beaten, just say so!"
For a time, the atmosphere was enlivened. Wang Bugui and others seized the opportunity and made a good performance, completely dispelling the overly tense and frightened atmosphere.
This is a life and death adventure. You can be nervous, but you can't be panic-stricken about it. Once fear takes over, important things will be missed.
They have just experienced the first test. There will be more difficulties and obstacles ahead. How can they fight if they have no hope