Zhao Hong also felt a tingling in his hands, and the remaining section of the broken knife also took off his hand and fell to the ground.

But Jing Dong Gu's body didn't stop at all, he pulled out and quickly retreated, and while leaving Jing Dong Valley, he rushed to the weapon rack and pulled out a war knife, re-condensed his life force on the war knife, and attacked Jing Dong Valley again.

Jing Donggu naturally did not pursue, he didn't really fight with Zhao Hong, if he really fought, Zhao Hong would have been killed a long time ago.

At this moment, he took a closer look and found that Zhao Hong seemed to be a little different from just now.

The black lines on Zhao Hong's body seemed to have a life of their own, slowly flowing, and the divine lines flowed on Zhao Hong's body, and even formed a layer of black mist on the surface of Zhao Hong's body, wrapping Zhao Hong, Jing Donggu couldn't see his appearance clearly.

But when Jing Donggu looked at it carefully, he found that he was wrong, Zhao Hong did not have any black mist.

Although the black lines on the surface of the body have a subtle flow, they are definitely not as exaggerated as I just felt.

It's just that this black pattern gives people an indescribable pressure, which makes Jingdong Valley feel very unhappy.

At this time, Jing Donggu suddenly sensed that something was wrong, and if he thought about it carefully, he could find that he had been unknowingly affected.

Zhao Hong's attack did not become stronger, but he suddenly became weaker! It was not that his strength was weak, but that there was a problem with his judgment, and there was a huge problem!

Jing Donggu was greatly surprised: "Witchcraft! This is Zhao Hong's witchcraft affecting my sanity!? Impossible, I have my own means, why can't I use ordinary and visible witchcraft, how can those mysterious and mysterious things such as curses and psychedelics take effect on me! What is the level of Zhao Hong's witchcraft? Can it affect me?"

Jing Donggu didn't know what affected his judgment ability, but he knew that if this was Zhao Hong's witchcraft, then Zhao Hong would be too terrifying, and if Zhao Hong was a person of the same level as himself, this effect would be absolutely fatal!

"Could it be that Zhao Hong's witchcraft is at the level of a great wizard? But he was helpless when he was cursed by himself, if he didn't have the level of a great wizard, could an ordinary wizard have an impact on me?"

In fact, this is not witchcraft at all, and Zhao Hong doesn't know these things.

Jing Donggu didn't know that Zhao Hong's heart was not calm at this moment.

Zhao Hong comprehended the martial extreme realm that he had entered with two potentials, one was the fearlessness of life and death brought by his god-given divine body, and the other was the thousand-illusory nightmare brought by his god-given divine body.

There are many wonderful uses, which can be described as ever-changing, but Zhao Hong does not know these uses.

Zhao Hong's method of using power is different, which is related to experience, and after so many years, Zhao Hong finally used some characteristics of the Thousand Illusions Nightmare itself to affect the minds of others today.

In fact, the Thousand Illusion Nightmare and the Rock Chopper are almost invincible combinations.

Cang Roar had already had this intention when he taught these things to Zhao Hong.

Thousand Illusions affect the enemy, killing the Rock Chopper with a single blow.

Oneiroi didn't know how to cut rocks back then, and used a thousand illusions to distort the boundaries between reality and dreams, and forcibly brought enemies into dreams that he could control at will. Even among gods and demons, this kind of Thousand Illusions that forcibly leads the enemy into an absolute realm that is 100% controlled by oneself is also a near-invincible move, so Thousand Illusions will be called a nightmare.

Of course, Zhao Hong doesn't have this ability, and now it's good to be able to influence the enemy a little, after all, his strength is not strong.

At this moment, on the martial arts training ground, the battle between Jing Donggu and Zhao Hong reached the final stage.

War witches are usually difficult to judge strength.

The combat power that many seemingly weak war witches can burst out is definitely beyond human imagination.

Zhao Hong's own strength as a holy warrior was only a beginner in Jing Donggu's opinion, but the black lines on his body were obviously something that could greatly improve his combat effectiveness.

Jing Donggu had seen similar things in others in the past, but he had never seen Zhao Hong so domineering and convenient.

In the past, we used to use paint made of special materials and smeared on the body to create special patterns.

Not only limited to war witches, but also to be able to strengthen themselves in this way, it is also a necessary means for many witchcraft to be performed, and drawing lines on the body is a common method used by wizards.

In Jing Donggu's view, Zhao Hong used this technique.

Jing Donggu has begun to fight back, which means that Jing Donggu's test of Zhao Hong is nearing the end.

The defense just now is a test, and a few shots are to see if Zhao Hong can be forced out of more means, maybe Zhao Hong still has a hidden counterattack.

The gap in strength between the two is really too big, according to Jing Donggu's estimate, if Zhao Hong doesn't have a back move, it will be over within one or two moves, and if there is a back move, it may be dragged to three or five moves.

"I'm going to make a move, I can take out any tricks, and now I hide it, and I won't have a chance to use it again. Jing Donggu reminded Zhao Hong, and with a flick of his hand, a life force wrapped around his fist, and slapped towards Zhao Hong's knife.

Jing Donggu was very confident at this time, just let Zhao Hong attack him and not fight back, the situation was like a person hitting a sandbag, Zhao Hong didn't feel the danger, but now that he made a move, the situation was different.

Although he felt uncomfortable under the influence of Zhao Hong's wonderful power, Jing Donggu was still confident in the control of his power.

Even if Zhao Hong has no follow-up moves, it doesn't matter if that kind of black texture is wrapped around his body.

Zhao Hong slashed towards Jing Donggu with a war knife in his hand, and did not back down at all.

Jing Donggu punched Zhao Hong's battle knife, breaking Zhao Hong's life force in an instant, shattering Zhao Hong's life force wrapped around the war knife along with the blade, and continued to attack Zhao Hong without diminishing.

At the same time as the knife and fist collided, a blasting wind blew up, exhaled, and blew on Jingdonggu and Zhao Hong's bodies, Zhao Hong retreated along the direction of this wind, Jingdonggu remained undiminished, and continued to pursue.

But he didn't expect Jing Donggu's body to feel something strange when he passed through the blast of wind.

Jing Donggu was startled, and an astonishing life force erupted from his body, forming a layer of very solid life force armor on the surface of Jing Donggu's body, covering every part of his body, not even letting go of his eyes and nostrils. At the same time, Jing Donggu's body shook violently, driving away all the things that were contaminated on his body when he had just crossed the blast wind.

Zhao Hong looked at Jing Donggu's distant figure, and showed a smile: "Such a high vigilance, you can actually find out about this." ”

At the moment when he was fighting Jing Donggu just now, Zhao Hong had been using his celestial power to compress an air mass.