Chapter 7 Section 6

There was a strong wind. "Isn't it?" Mao Ran opened his mouth again. "Yes." Wu Chan smiled wryly. A strange bird with messy wings flew towards Wu Chan from the depths of the tunnel. The flying posture of the strange bird was extremely unbalanced, shaking the tunnel.Rather than flying, it's better to say that it crashed all the way at high speed, and it also brought the disgusting cry of a baby mixed with a beast. The strange bird has several heads, and the faces of the heads are collaged with the skins of countless human babies. The original appearance cannot be seen clearly, only the hard beak is exposed.The strange bird has seven or eight pairs of claws, waving its steel-like wings with open teeth and claws.

With a sweep of the iron wings, a strong wind blew, but they couldn't shake Wu Chan and the two for half a step. "Ugly thing! What kind of ghost is feeding such a ghost!" Mao Ran yelled, rushing forward with Wu Chan. The huge body of the strange bird was stuck in the entire tunnel, and it quickly fought with the two of them. Although the strange bird looked scary, it was far from being a match for the two of them. Muscle is strength. Head-to-head, there is absolutely no need to dodge, Mao Ran quickly pulled off several bird heads and claws with amazing wrist strength.Green blood sprayed all over his body, and Mao Ran paralyzed the monster bird's combat power in the most efficient way.

Wu Chan's face was calm. Under the cover of Mao Ran's attacks from most of the strange birds, the Nine Dragon Spear in his hand slashed and pierced with precision, cutting off the wings of the strange birds one by one with a dozen strokes, like iron pieces. Wing feathers scattered everywhere. Boom, the strange bird fell down, roaring in pain. "Hmph." Wu Chan put away his silver spear, and left the last blow to Mao Ran, who was accumulating explosive muscle strength. With Mao Ran's feet planted on the ground, the clods of soil around the soles of the feet have been peeled open with continuous force.

The fist resting on Mao Ran's shoulder emitted a powerful airflow, which gave the illusion of blurring the surrounding images. "break!" Mao Ran's figure turned into a violent black wind, punching through the belly of the strange bird, tearing the back of the strange bird and getting out. This move was Mao Ran's pure muscular combat power to break through the city wall, a most primitive form of violence. The strange bird finally died, but the body disappeared out of thin air. Mao Ran's eyes widened, puzzled. "Sure enough, it's exactly what I thought." Wu Chan sneered, looking at the poisonous snakes that kept coming out of the cracks on the wall.

Thousands of poisonous snakes crawled out of every crack like magic, sticking out their forked tongues maliciously. It is colorful and has a strong stench. "What do you mean?" The physique of the Mao Ran family is naturally not afraid of any poison, but they are also disgusted by these dazzling poisonous snakes. Mao Ran grabbed it casually, and several poisonous snakes burst to death immediately. "The big tiger with green horns, the baby-faced strange bird, and these poisonous snakes just now are all illusions created in our hearts by Xu Fu. It is a ghost's technique, using illusory demons to usurp the real mind, so those people in the cage Still being devoured by hallucinations." Wu Chan let the poisonous snakes gradually approach his body, and continued: "As long as the mind is clear, those monsters have no meaning. If you don't believe me, see if there are any shadows of these snakes."

The poisonous snake entangled and climbed up Wuchan, Wuchan was as motionless as a mountain, and his body stood still. Mao Ran narrowed his eyes suspiciously. As expected, there was no sign of these poisonous snakes at all, and they were definitely not real. However, when he held the sticky snake corpse to his nose and sniffed it, it still smelled terrible. "Even if you know it's fake, you can still see and feel it." Mao Ran scratched casually again, and the poisonous snakes were flying with flesh and blood, but the number was increasing, and the whole tunnel seemed to become a snake den.

Several poisonous snakes bit Wu Chan's hands, feet and neck, but Wu Chan didn't even make a sound. He forced himself to suppress the regret in his heart. In retrospect, the two sea hurricanes that destroyed the Mongolian army might have been a collective illusion created by Xu Fu. "...No feelings, thoughts, thoughts, eyes, ears, nose, tongue, body and mind, colorless sound, fragrance, touch, vision, even unconsciousness, ignorance, and no end to ignorance...There is no hindrance in the heart, there is no fear, stay away Reversing the dream..." Wu Chan boldly closed his eyes, and recited the Prajna Paramita Heart Sutra that he had heard back from his friend Master Zhenku, using the meaning and rhythm of the scriptures, let himself enter the "phaseless" world Settlement.

"What are you talking about?" Mao Ran frowned, and kept hitting the illusory poisonous snake. The poisonous snake wrapped Wuchan in a mass, leaving only a cocoon covered with snake scales, and countless bent fangs were inserted into Wuchan's flesh. In fact, for such illusions, Wu Chan did not have the corresponding incantations to decipher them. He could only keep persuading himself not to believe what he saw, forcing himself not to care about the bite of poisonous snakes. After a while, Mao Ran noticed that tens of thousands of poisonous snakes had disappeared. He didn't even know how those snakes disappeared out of thin air. In the blink of an eye, they didn't exist at all.

"True evil." Mao Ran clenched his fists tightly, sweat dripping from his fists.How to fight against such an enemy? However, Wu Chan still had his eyes closed, not knowing that the hallucination had disappeared. "Wake up! Now is not the time to sleep." Mao Ran patted Wu Chan's head, and Wu Chan opened his eyes and heaved a sigh of relief. The two started sprinting. Now that Xu Fu found out, let's make a quick decision without hesitation. The front of the tunnel shook again, and dozens of stone statues of ghosts with knives broke out from the wall, pinching the two people who were moving forward quickly.

"It's also an illusion!" Mao Ran roared, and with a sharp kick, he kicked the stone knife in front of him to pieces. Mao Ran was violent by nature, but he didn't have Wu Chan's ability to calm down. His body reacted naturally to the incoming stone statues, and he kicked and destroyed several moving stone statues in an instant. "That's right!" Wu Chan was about to close his eyes, but he saw a few bright lights of swords mixed with the shadowless stone statue. The enemy who swept out the sword light was dragging a shadow under his feet. Great, true and false!

"Don't be careless, Mao Ran! There are real blood races inside!" Wu Chan danced wildly with the Nine Dragon Spear, smashing the real samurai sword and the stone knife of the fake stone statue together. "Then let's do it all! Let's split a fart! Go!" Mao Ran used the four walls to jump quickly, and walked in a roundabout way, constantly destroying the stone statues trying to block him with one hand. Xu Fu's terrifying illusion combined with the real Ishimaru warrior, there is no room for distinction between the real and the fake. Wu Chan and Mao Ran fought side by side, forcing their way through the ghostly stone statues that kept piercing through the wall. Since you can't tell the difference, kill them all! Wu Chan's lightning-like long hair turned into bloody strands again, and Mao Ran beat hard with his fists, and blood was already oozing slightly.Once the body believes in the effect imposed by the illusion, the effect will truly feed back on the body. However, the two people's trust in their own strong bodies far exceeds the evaluation of hallucinations. break!break!break!break! The illusory stones shatter and disappear, disappear and appear again, endlessly, endlessly. "Block him!" The two Yamaru warriors in front of the hall rolled on the ground, their blades sharply brushing Wu Chan's shin. "Stop the fart!" Wu Chan jumped up, and the Nine Dragon Spear swept down. The two samurai swords rushed upwards, but were bent by the heavy spear force, and there were two screams. Mao Rangong stretched his bullet-like muscles, forcing the five samurai swords that had been pierced into the skin to be unable to advance further into the internal organs. He swept across with one hand and severed three bloody heads; fall. "Kowloon kills ghosts!" Wu Chan knocked down two stone statues, turned around, and straightened the Nine Dragon Spear. The nine silver dragons on the tip of the gun actually vividly transformed into nine dazzling silver flashes. The flash pierced through illusion and reality, the stones scattered, and more than thirty samurai swords fell to the ground amidst screams. "It's almost there!" Mao Ran saw that there was a faint swaying light in the distance of the tunnel, and there were more and more real Kimaru warriors. It was obvious that the two people's tragic advance was approaching the end. Mao Ran's muscles tensed, tensed, and tightened again, and the muscles were violently twisted and screamed. Then explode infinitely! "break!" An extremely fast black shadow shuttled between the ghostly stone statue and Kimaru samurai, destroying everything destructively! The speed at which the stone statue was created by the illusion was actually slower than the speed at which the stone statue collapsed. Countless Kimaru warriors forgot to breathe for a moment, pressed their faces hard on the wet and cold ground, and could no longer move. "Finally come up with your family skills!" Wu Chan straightened the Nine Dragon Spear with his right hand, while laughing boldly, he swung forward with his left palm sharply, straight, straight. The coelenterate-like tunnel quickly breeds exaggerated skull-headed centipedes.Huge piranha.Poisonous carrion.The black multi-headed dragon and other countless illusions of monsters, nothing can stop the two people's overwhelming violence, and they walk like flying wildly. The two were covered in cuts and bruises, with countless broken blades stuck in their bodies, shouted loudly, and jumped out of the terrifying dark secret passage. Xu Fu lay in the pool of blood, opened his eyes suddenly, and raised his head in disbelief. Looked up. On the upper wall of the underground palace, there are two black spots that are getting bigger and bigger. The blood emperor who had submerged the Mongol army on the Black Sea twice raised his neck to the limit. Rarely, an expression of unbelievable horror appeared on his face. "It stinks!" Mao Ran lifted his feet into the air, looking at the Blood Emperor Xu Fu and the warriors in front of the palace under his feet. "Without you, I can still get here!" Wu Chan roared, raising the Nine Dragon Spear high up. Xu Fu's pupils reflected the last scene. 〖Overlord Fate grid: emotional grid + practice grid Survival: 300 years Symptoms: Feelings of loneliness, unspeakable self-confidence. Traits: Unique fierce and unparalleled fighting momentum.The stronger the enemy, the stronger the stronger, and the weaker the enemy will be pulled down in an instant.When the host's willpower overrides everything, the power erupts like a torrent. Evolution: Unknown.The predecessor of Tyrant Henglan may be various "momentum-related fates" with a foundation of 300 years, but the key to evolution is the personality traits of the final host. The gap can be called "mutation" and cannot be formed through evolution.So Tyrant Henglan has at least six hundred years of energy. 〗