The fire in Zhu Hongguang's eyes gradually turned fierce. He glanced at his own situation and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Blank human faces are attached to various parts of the body, densely packed like barnacles, and are constantly squirming, trying to occupy more space and hollow out the body.

This is the poison of the scorpion tail [undead].

It actually materialized on the surface of my body, which means that I am now in my own spiritual sea of ​​consciousness.

Psychic attack?!

The strange ferocious beasts emerging from the cicada's slough and the sudden fall of consciousness are all signs that all these are the work of a man hovering in the air.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Hongguang's breathing became inexplicably faster, and he always felt extremely awkward.

Not practical!

Not happy!

There must be something wrong, something is wrong...

The sharp explosions were endless, disturbing Zhu Hongguang's thoughts. In fact, from the first moment he saw the man, his instinctive alarm had never stopped.

Doesn't mean it's dangerous.

Instead, the bloody word "death" is plastered all over the space.

The man's face seemed to be covered by shadows, constantly expanding and elongating, blocking out the sky and the sun, and endless malice rushed towards his face... But when he looked at it again, it seemed as if nothing had happened.

He just stood there, his hands hanging down naturally, without making any movement.

'In the world in my heart, it is absolutely impossible to lose.'

Zhu Hongguang opened and closed his lips and let out a breath of anger.

Even though the time calculation in the spiritual world is much slower than in reality, his situation does not allow any further delay.

"Whoa!"

The two fist wings on Zhu Hongguang's back were stretched out and were more than three meters long.

The evil fire squeezed out from the depths of the soul, quickly wrapped around the whole body, and burned the blank faces.

At the moment when the murderous intention was about to erupt, the dragon shadow across the sky suddenly covered Zhu Hongguang. The wind roared and the clouds moved, and the stone block standing there was helpless and became so small.

For some reason, the feeling of being hit by something huge came over me again.

Zhu Hongguang froze on the spot and did not make any move.

The next moment, it was as if memory, or more accurately, a secret door in the deepest part of consciousness was violently opened, leaving no privacy at all.

The huge dragon shadow disappeared.

Quickly disappeared from Zhu Hongguang's inner perception...

It wasn't until this moment that Zhu Hongguang finally woke up and finally understood why he felt so unhappy and unreliable. The fire in his eyes was distorted and shapeless, and he raised his head again and looked around the space.

The curtain of camouflage is lifted.

Under the bright sun, the space is like a broken mirror, seemingly connected but distinct.

There are Zhu Hongguangs one after another in the dotted space mirrors, hundreds of them, either desperate, fleeing, or waiting to be killed... They develop different stories, but they have a distinct theme.

——Fight against different enemies.

Most of the endings have been reflected in the ghost fire.

die!

"It turns out that I have been fighting here for a long time, and standing here now is the most authentic and fundamental self." Zhu Hongguang is one with two souls. He naturally has a profound understanding and research of the soul, and he can see the key at a glance.

The ferocious look of the ghostly fire gradually receded.

Sometimes a life-and-death fight just requires a little stupid courage. If you understand everything, the courage born from stupidity will be washed away by a clear understanding that the strength of both sides is an insurmountable chasm.

His body was trembling slightly with fear.

"Snapped!"

The sound like a balloon bursting became extremely obvious in the silence of the sky.

"It's a pity that your trump card is gone."

Li Kui raised his right hand flat and his fingers slowly clenched into a ball.

The three-headed and six-eyed demonic figure wailed and was crushed into a ball, thrown to the side and fell into the abyss.

I have said before that the demonic shadow is a very idealistic existence. Li Kui invaded Zhu Hongguang's spiritual platform, searched for the memory, and touched the back door left behind. Three demonic figures immediately followed the mysterious connection and came.

but……

In front of him, it was obviously not enough.

The wind has not stopped and the clouds have not stopped.

Li Kui raised his head and looked down at the trembling Zhu Hongguang, with a malicious smile on his lips.
Chapter completed!