"Come on the sword!"

Zhao Jian laughed and his wings kept stoking, his body was suspended in mid-air, and his left hand pointed to the sky in a half-hold state.

With his whisper, a bright green light flashed, and a green sword composed of pure energy appeared in his hand.

"Break it for me!"

He held up his big sword and cut down towards the red line under a building.

"Swoosh!"

A sound of shaking through the air sounded, and the long sword passed through the red line.

This sword seemed to slash on the Phantom, and he didn't even touch the red line, so he just traveled through it.

"Um?"

Seeing this scene, he was stunned for a moment, raised his sword again, and chopped it down with force.

"Swoosh!"

There was another howling sound, and the long sword passed through the red line again. The sword and the red line seemed to be two overlapping time and space. Although they could be seen, they could not be touched.

"Can't touch it?"

Zhao Jian smiled and frowned, muttering to himself: "Sure enough, it's not that simple to deal with it!"

call!

He let out a breath, shook his left hand, and suddenly, the energy sword in his hand gradually faded and disappeared soon.

"Try other ways!"

He raised his left hand, his palm facing upwards, and his five fingers spread out, as if he was holding a papaya.

Then he raised his right hand, facing the palm of his hand, and stopped when he was about to touch his left hand but had not yet touched his left hand. His ten fingers corresponded from the air, leaving a distance of nearly one centimeter.

"Lingyan, come out!"

Zhao Jian laughed and shouted loudly, and a faint blue flame suddenly ignited in the center of his palms.

This flame not only did not emit a trace of temperature, but instead added a bit of cold breath around.

"Let me see if the spirit flame that can burn the ghost to death can burn your red thread!"

His face was full of confidence, and with a smile, he slowly sent the spirit flames in his hand towards the red line.

"Swish~!"

The spirit flame moved very quickly and instantly shuttled through the red line.

"impossible!"

Zhao Jian smiled and looked at the intact red line with shock, unable to believe it.

"Even a gangster can't stop it, even the spirit flame that You Li's weird shape is about to retreat, but even a red thread can't burn?"

His eyes were stunned, and he was spinning back and forth between the red line and the huge castle on the ground.

In his senses, the pressure contained in the castle on the ground was ten times, hundreds of times, and very terrifying that he had encountered in the past.

He knew that curses were very weird, but he didn't expect that it would be so strong that the red line derived from its castle was so difficult to deal with.

"It's better to underestimate the weirdness of these curses!"

Zhao Jian smiled and looked a little ugly, and he murmured: "It seems that we need to re-evaluate the weirdness projected by this type of four-dimensional creature..."

However, what made him feel relieved was that no matter how strong the castle on the island was, it would not take the initiative to attack him. After all, he was not involved in any logical chain.

These strange things are strong, but they have no emotions, wisdom, and no sense of autonomy. They can only follow the rules and kill people according to the logical chain.

"What should I do if even the spirit flames don't work?"

He floated in the air and clasped his fists with his hands, looked at the red line, and began to ponder.

"Can it be that the psychic energy I attaches to is not enough?"

"Or...with scissors?"

When he thought of it, Zhao Jianxiao acted again, flapped his wings, flew to a red line, raised his left hand again, and began to cast spells.

"brush!"

Another fluorescent flash, and a pair of green scissors emerged.

"If you use 70% of your psychic energy, if you can't do this, you have to think of other ways!"

He began to vigorously output his psychic energy, and the big scissors in his hand began to expand, and in just a few seconds, it expanded ten times.

"Buzz~!"

Flashes of tremor sounded, and a large amount of spiritual energy was gathered together, like an energy ball about to explode, full of terrifying aura.

“Huhuhu~!”

Zhao Jianxiao was obviously a little difficult. It was also a huge burden for him to gather 70% of his spiritual energy together to form such a pair of scissors.

After the scissors expanded three times again, he finally couldn't help it. He shouted loudly, and his hands, which had been stretched out, closed in the middle with force.

"Break it for me!"

His forehead was thundering, and he gritted his teeth hard, aiming the scissors that emitted a cold light at the red line.

"Click!"

The scissors collided with each other and made a crisp sound.

Zhao Jianxiao stared at the red line with his eyes tightly. The moment he cut the scissors, a hint of disappointment appeared in his eyes.

The scissors that gathered 70% of his psychic energy still failed to cut the red line.

They are not destined!

"well!"

After a sigh, his whole body gradually faded and disappeared into the dream world.

...

In reality.

Zhao Jianxiao slowly opened his eyes, and before he could see the surroundings clearly, a sound came over.

"General Zhao, what's wrong?"

He looked up at Chen Hu, shook his head, and said, "I have consumed most of my spiritual energy and been forced to withdraw!"

Chen Hu had a little curious eyes, but he asked seriously: "Master Zhao, what's going on inside? Can you tell me?"

The spirit controler is too scarce and mysterious, and he has not had many contacts before. In fact, Lin Fan is the longest-time soul controler he has contacted.

Zhao Jian nodded with a smile, got up, and told the story of the dream world.

"You mean, just cut the red line and you can cut off the logical chain?"

Chen Hu was a little confused. When did the logical chain have entities? Isn’t the logical chain a concept?

Zhao Jian smiled and shrugged, "Anyway, the logical chain I saw was a red line, but unfortunately, I couldn't cut it. Even if I used 70% of my spiritual energy, it still couldn't do it!"

70%!

Chen Hu frowned. This is not a small number.

Zhao Jianxiao is a special spirit controler, and his number of spiritual energy is very large. If even he cannot rely on spiritual energy to cut off the red line, then others probably won't do it.

He asked solemnly, "Is there any other way?"

Zhao Jian coughed with a smile and said, "Of course, I am a dream-eating tapir. In the dream world, I am invincible!"

"Although the red line cannot be cut off, I heard from you that there are female ghosts in red in the fortress of the cursed person, right?"

"I'll sneak into their spiritual fortress tomorrow night to see if I can kill the female ghost inside!"

Chen Hu nodded slightly and reminded: "General Zhao, please be careful and don't involve yourself in the logical chain..."

"Don't worry, as long as you don't enter the weird castle in red, you won't be able to get the logical chain!"

Zhao Jian waved his hand indifferently, and said with a smile: "Try again tomorrow. I can't get in today. I don't have enough spiritual energy. Oh, I said, do you have a nightclub with more beauties here?"

“…”

Chen Hu was speechless. This man had just faced strange things, but not long after he came out, he still had the intention to do this. It was really...
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