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Here's why!

Spells are closely related to rules such as dimensionality.

High-dimensional spells can be cast in low-dimensional worlds, but low-dimensional spells cannot be cast in high-dimensional worlds, or even if they are cast, they have no effect!

For low-dimensional creatures, fighting in a high-dimensional world, spell attacks are not as reliable as physical attacks, and dimensional changes do not change the basic composition of the matter itself, and as long as the basic matter still exists, physical attacks will always have an effect.

The swordsmanship of the Hengjian sect is not a simple swordsmanship, but a swordsmanship, a swordsmanship that is performed with spells, so the attack is ineffective, and if I honestly just stand there and slash with the sword without using any spells, I can cut Maka Rinpoche.

While I felt the feedback of the feedback, there was more information that was constantly being delivered back along the power thread.

Those scattered silk threads of power everywhere collected not only the information of the Vajra Demon Pestle, but also the spatial information of the entire Ten Thousand Buddha Walls, from the basic composition of the Ten Thousand Buddha Walls, the changes in the surrounding space, the information is so much that it is outrageous, and it is so miscellaneous that it can make people maddened.

My brain can't process so much information at all, but fortunately, when the human brain can't process the information, it will automatically choose to ignore it, otherwise, just the large amount of information fed back will blow up my brain.

This is the information flow combat method of the high-dimensional world where Yang Zhidao is located, while attacking, he will not stop collecting a large amount of information through the power that Guò has unleashed, and use this as a basis to adjust his tactical arrangement and change spells or supernatural powers.

Thinking about it, the brain information processing energy of a high-dimensional creature like Yang Zhidao must be ridiculously strong, at least it is definitely a non-human category!

However, after collecting so much information, none of it was about Maka Rinpoche himself.

There was a thread of strength that ran through Maka Rinpoche's body that brought back a prediction of his trajectory, collecting feedback not only on the route he was heading on, the target he was booking to land, but also the location of the target he landed.

It is located at the back of the main hall, there is a small room, there is a basement under the room, the space in the basement is not very large, there are obviously mana fluctuations in it to penetrate outward, if there is not an active magic weapon inside, it is a magic circle in operation!

Maca Rinpoche ran there, not to run away, but to prepare a stronger guy to fight back.

Either way, I won't allow it to happen!

I threw a lot of the information back behind me, looked at the path of Maka Rinpoche, moved the map continuously, stepped on the star position, and in only three steps, I overtook Maka Rinpoche, who was gliding in the air, and the fourth step came first, standing where he was expected to land.

Above the small room in that hall.

Because the roof of the entire hall had collapsed, the small room was in ruins.

I stood on the ruins and raised my greatsword towards Makha Rinpoche as I glided over!

"No!" Maka Rinpoche roared, his fingers tangled like a blooming flower, "Boom, Boom, Boom, Horn, Boom!"

As the six-character mantra was spat out, Maca Rinpoche's left palm quickly swelled into a small car, and his complexion was purple and golden, like a polished bronze, condescendingly slammed down on me.

I still use the star change in this sword, after stepping on the star position, the momentum has not been released, seeing the momentum of his palm, the tip of the sword is picked up, and it is stabbing on his palm.

There was a loud bang, as if there was a thunderbolt in the ground, and as soon as the palm of his left hand touched the tip of the sword, it exploded along with his left arm, causing a loud explosion and a thick and smelly mist of blood.

I saw that the blood mist was coming violently, and I couldn't figure out the situation for a while, so I stepped out of a star position.

Maca Rinpoche took advantage of the opportunity to blow up his arm and landed in the air and plunged headlong into the ruins!

There was another explosion, and the entire ruins were blown up to dust, rubble, and a large crater was splashed, which not only blew up all the ruins, but also directly knocked the ground out of a big D, revealing the hidden basement below.

Maca Rinpoche's figure disappeared into the basement.

The basement was so dark that I couldn't see what was going on.

However, judging from the map scan, Maca Rinpoche did not run away from the basement, but stood at the end of the basement on the left side.

There are no other creatures in the entire basement except for one of his points of light, which represents a living being.

But be careful to make the 10,000-year-old ship, no one can guarantee that there are any traps or anything like that underneath.

I stood on the edge of the pit, and without rushing down, I first recited the Yang Imitation Mantra, made a fist-sized sun, and threw it into the basement with my hand.

There was a moment of light in the basement, dispelling a bit of darkness.

I saw the environment clearly, and then I jumped into the basement with the mimicry.

This basement is quite ordinary, the area is not very large, there are no traps, and I obviously thought too much about it before.

Jumping into the basement, I saw Maka Rinpoche.

He's actually dancing!

Wearing a black and yellow strange-looking magic robe, he held the Vajra Demon Pestle high with his only remaining right hand, and sang a strange tune while circling around a half-human-high altar on the ground, raising his legs and twisting his waist and shaking his puffs, dancing so hi!

I took a closer look at him and gasped.

The strange-looking vestment that Macha Rinpoche was wearing was actually made of human skin, and the man's face was completely peeled off and pressed against the back of his head, making him look as if he had two faces.

Looking closely at his body and hands, the bell-like necklace hanging around his neck and the bowl-like magic weapon in his hand are all made of bones, and they can't be dog bones or cat bones!

As I entered the basement, Maka Rinpoche's chanting voice rose several stops of pitch, almost screaming to the last verse.

"Do you think you're the only one who can sneak in? Even if I fight for my life today, I'm going to fight you!

Although Maca Rinpoche was speaking, he kept his posture motionless, holding the vajra pestle in his right hand high above his head, arching his front legs and back legs tense, raising his head and shouting, "Come and try the magic of this Dharma King!"

On the altar beside him, wisps of green smoke rose from the altar.

Immediately, a huge six-pointed star lit up under the altar, and the criss-crossing light just surrounded the altar in the center.

As the six-pointed star flickered, the green smoke came out rapidly, and a huge pitch-black figure emerged from the green smoke, bringing a powerful sense of oppression and endless evil aura!