Warrior Monk Feng Wuyi felt as if he was walking in the stomach of some giant monster, his boots made of calfskin had become choled, Feng Wuyi estimated that it might last an hour?

His concept of time was a little blurred, it had always been warm and humid, and the light had always been a dim light with a hint of dark red, except for the sound of his own breathing and heartbeat, only the cry that did not exist in the real world.

Feng Wuyi and Master Sanzang learned a lot of knowledge related to warrior monks, including many methods to keep people's minds at peace, but his Dharma was not profound enough to completely shield from external interference.

Feng Wuyi fantasized that he would meet that Archahn in a few seconds, or any other monster, a rotting sailor, an undead who only had his skeleton left and wailed, and even better if he was lucky enough to meet those few plundered naval soldiers.

Even if they may come back from the dead and become their own enemies, they will have to surpass them with their own hands.

But nothing, this is a road of no return without even a turn, if Feng Wuyi is not a warrior monk, if he hadn't learned so much Buddhism that ordinary warrior monks and players are unwilling to learn from Master Sanzang, if he wasn't a naturally optimistic person with a big heart, he would have been driven crazy by this environment.

If you are imprisoned in this environment for decades, or even longer, maybe you will choose to be corrupted without hesitation, right?

The warrior monk left a mark on the wall with the sharp spikes on the knuckle tiger, which was designed to enhance the lethality of the fingered tiger that had always been a problem for the Sanzang master, who felt that this apprentice was good at everything, but in this regard, like the rest of the retribution warband, he was always habitually dependent on foreign objects.

This is not the mentality that a warrior monk should have, Master Sanzang prefers to use his iron palm to solve problems, and use his own body to collide with the soul of the enemy, he believes that this will allow you to understand the preciousness of life more deeply, and can truly surpass the other party.

If you can 'persuade' the enemy to surrender without blood, of course, it is better, Master Sanzang once demonstrated it himself, he broke seventy-five percent of the bones on a green skin, but the green skin is indeed a hard stubble, and in the end Master Sanzang failed to succeed, and Feng Wuyi, who couldn't stand it, gave the other party a good time.

Feng Wuyi wanted to list dozens of infectious diseases transmitted through skin contact or blood contact many times to advise his master to be kind, but he learned to 'be cautious' under the iron fist of the other party.

Later, with the increase of Feng Wuyi's level, he finally understood his teacher's confidence, reflex dodge, fighting qi attack, invulnerable, mixed elemental body, vajra body, vajra soul and other professional skills combined, so that the warrior monk turned himself from a human into a humanoid mecha, they tempered themselves little by little, and finally became a perfect human with no weaknesses.

Feng Wuyi has been going all the way, constantly understanding the skills that he has learned and not yet learned, and feeling the vigorous vitality in his body, these capitals make him still have the confidence to fight even if he goes deep into chaos exploration.

He couldn't imagine how terrifying these peerless guys who learned to penetrate in the later stage of the Warrior Monk's Path, the ethereal body, and even the transcendent saints, even if they were one-on-one with the head, he was not worthwhile at that time, right?

"Seal no one!" The warrior monk shuddered suddenly, he had just had a hint of disrespect for Xu Yichen, and he heard the voice of his head in his ears.

Is it really so smart? Our commissars of New China have popularized telepathy?

Feng Wuyi froze in place, constantly peeking around, is this a new trick of Chaos? Well, I'll never admit that this trick not only worked a little, but also TM was very creative!

"None of them! Rise! The warrior monk subconsciously raised his head and looked at the net, where it was still blood-colored, as if the flesh structure of the stomach wall made it look full of folds.

Then, an arm reaches out at the back of the stomach wall, squeezing the film of flesh from the inside out, becoming more and more transparent.

It's finally going to farm monsters, isn't it? The warrior monk was ready for battle, as if relieved: "Come on, you monster, I'm ready!" ”

"Damn it, pull me up!" The voice belonging to Xu Yichen made the warrior monk's brain go into a trance for a moment.

In another dimension that does not belong to the present world, the mangled body of the Corrupt Hunter can no longer withstand the sound of Tzeentch, and even the will of chaos that occupies his body has abandoned the body that is about to collapse.

It also gave him a chance to win back his free will before he died completely, and even if it was only for a few seconds, he felt that it was worth it, because in the last moments of his life, he had once again succeeded in destroying the Chaos Demon's plot!

"There's nothing here, it's just a false space imagined by Tzeentch, get out of here, Demon Hunter!" The dying Corrupt Hunter has reclaimed his right to speak: "My name is forgotten, so be it, farewell." ”

The Demon Hunter, who was ashamed to mention his name, cleanly inserted a finger into his eye socket, shattering his own brain tissue, judging from the proficiency of his movements, he must have planned countless times in his mind what angle to start with, and how to proceed with the next steps to end his life in the fastest time.

Xu Yichen decided to believe him, and when he left here, he stretched out his hand towards the mirror-like space fragment and stretched out to the big bald head.

"Don't be so anxious, we'll meet again in the future, I have time to play this game with you, for your safety, I'll keep the little secret between us, I hope you too." Tzeentch's voice came out of the mouth of the dead demon hunter, and he didn't make any further movements, just letting Xu Yichen pull himself closer to the space debris little by little.

Until Xu Yichen's figure disappeared completely, and the corrupt hunter's body completely collapsed into a pile of useless protein garbage, Treacherine sighed helplessly: "You fools, you never know what you've missed. ”

Feng Wuyi finally stretched out his hand and grabbed the bloody palm, pulling the barely indistinguishable figure out of the 'ceiling', and then watched him quickly stop the bleeding, repair muscles, regenerate broken bones, and finally grow skin in less than a minute.

That's right, the man in front of him is the grand head of the retribution war group, Xu Yichen, the warrior monk who witnessed the whole process quietly forgot the words he just released, his head is becoming less and less human, he is a little panicked.

"What is this place?" Having just experienced an unprotected space jump, Xu Yichen was almost torn to pieces by the ubiquitous spatial rift, but when he spoke, he was as calm as if he had just gone out to pee.