Chapter 142: Dream?
Chen Jingmo, with the hope of just in case, quietly pressed the small button on the watch.
Unfortunately, as her sanity had told him, nothing appeared.
Chen Jingmo suddenly wanted to give himself two slaps, what superhero fell from the sky, it was impossible. Bai Shuo's distance on the map and his own are already a mess when converted into actual distances, and that guy can't fly.
And now it's up to me and Ottoria to figure it out.
It's a pity that at the same time as she hesitated, the enemy had already completed the transformation, and the Super Saiyan had to improve his combat power by thousands when he transformed.
Chen Jingmo gritted his teeth and shouted loudly, "Ottoria be careful! β
She slowly pulled out a black box the size of an ordinary human head from the space of her watch: "I'm going to make a special move!" β
At the same time as the box appeared, the soul wavelength in Chen Jingmo's body suddenly increased to the limit, although compared to the enemy, the strength was still small. But the solemn feeling exuded by her demeanor made Caiyun Boy couldn't help frowning, and layers of mist and mist were entangled in her body, accompanied by the faint whistling wind, turning to defend with all her might.
God knows what kind of magic weapon that woman took out? Could it be the legendary earth and earth thunder that is used to die together and burn all the jade? It doesn't look like it...... Without warning, the black box broke, as if the black river had burst its banks in an instant, and countless black clouds and mist drifted out of it, expanding rapidly in the air, like a rapidly growing demon, rushing towards the direction of the colorful cloud boy.
In the perception of the clouds, once any divine thoughts penetrate into it, nothing can be felt.
Like being swallowed?
The rapidly expanding black air flow enveloped him in an instant, and Ottoria felt in the darkness that the palm of her hand suddenly grabbed her and ran wildly.
"What the hell!" Chen Jingmo whispered in her ear: "Run! β
The endless darkness turned into an ocean and engulfed the clouds, and the surging black mist had no intended attack or anything else.
It's just that no matter how keen your sense is, once you get caught up in it, you will feel nothing like a blind person.
Red Sands? There is no red sand three turns, the taste of the golden immortal is gone, and it is still black...... Could it be some kind of demonic magic weapon? Or is it the purest ...... Distraction?
The caution in Caiyun's heart turned into an indescribable anger in the face of reality, and the cold reality sneered at him.
There is no doubt that he was bluffed!
The black clouds that covered a radius of hundreds of meters suddenly produced a strange surge, or rather, an expansion?
It was as if a bomb had ignited from it, and then the shockwave that tore everything apart rose into the sky, stretching the black cloud to the limit, until finally, it was torn to pieces by the wind and cloud lan that erupted in it.
And in this short five or six seconds, Chen Jingmo had already pulled the ignorant Ottoria to pull away a full two thousand meters.
The pace is still accelerating!
The slender golem exploded at a bullet-like speed, soaring upwards continuously. Although the blood flowing through the body was longitudinal, the hydraulic device was almost pushed to the limit and almost cracked, and the alloy bones bent slightly under the tremendous pressure, and the magical bionic muscles were pulled to the point of almost breaking.
Anyway, there is no pain in the slightest, once it is destroyed, it can be replaced, Chen Jing silently asked for the surname, but he was still a little distressed, this was a gift from a guy to apologize to himself.
Against the strong wind, Ottoria lay on Chen Jingmo's back, but she felt the subtle 'click' sound of the puppet under her body, and the delicate puppet was about to shatter. If you convert it to a value, the durability value that was basically intact is falling down.
Ottoria looked at the black mist surging behind her and asked, "What was that just now?" β
"The fog of war." Chen Jingmo glanced back with a painful look on his face and replied, "Quiet, we're running...... I feel sorry for me......"
Three-star item: Fog of War, source "Warcraft"
The fog of war, which was originally only used as a dark reality on the map of the game, has become a prop that can be used by reincarnators after the main god manifests or is transformed in some way.
What's more, Chen Jingmo bought the enhanced version of the power in the internal market of the 'Cross' warband.
It can effectively isolate the perception of reincarnators below five stars for more than three hours, and there are no mistakes in dozens of tests, and the price is cheap~ You can also choose the color yo pro~ At that time, Chen Jingmo not only sighed that the price was a little expensive, but also had some regrets: It's a pity that the shipping is not free.
One is enough to cover a radius of five hundred meters, and the price requires two thousand five hundred reward points, which cannot be said to be cheap, but Chen Jingmo and Bai Shuo still bought a spare one at the suggestion of Changsun Wu.
When everyone runs for their lives, when the enemy is below five stars, they can at least pull away for thousands of meters in a few seconds, and when the enemy is above five stars...... Is it useful to escape?
Therefore, Chen Jingmo is most fortunate now that although this Zhengtai who fell from the sky looks majestic, it has not exceeded five stars.
Anyway, their task is to send Nezha to Jinguang Cave, and people can have Taiyi's thick thighs, so there is naturally no pressure.
I and Ottoria are reincarnators who will leave after getting a vote, and helping this is already the limit.
Fortunately, a few kilometers away is the reckless mountain forest, if the environment is still an endless wilderness, then Chen Jingmo and Ottoria will really be done this time.
Following Chen Jingmo's order, Ottoria gathered all her life breath, and the original eye-catching fluctuations gradually disappeared, as silent as a rock.
If it weren't for the temperature on his arm, Chen Jingmo would have thought that something had happened to Ottoria. She also suppressed her original torch-like soul wavelength, exited the soul resonance mode, and hurried forward in the dense forest.
If their vision was raised at this time, they would be able to see the lofty mountains that filled their entire line of sight, and a rich green soon engulfed the small figures of the two people. And in the sky behind them, scattered clouds were disturbed uneasily under the restraint of the storm, and endless air currents and traces of mist seeped out of the huge whirlpools and sprinkled into the mountains and forestsβtheir breath had been remembered by the Colorful Cloud Boys, and if they dared to leak their traces, then what awaited them would be a merciless covering firepower.
ββββββ Ottoria once comforted Chen Jingmo, and the captain may be looking for us now.
And Chen Jingmo's answer at that time was: Maybe where is that guy lying and sleeping...... Coincidentally, Bai Shuo was really sleeping at this time.
After slaying the Demon King of the Mixed World, Bai Shuo propped up his scarred body and went into the cave to release the monkeys imprisoned inside.
Originally, those frightened little monkeys thought that Bai Shuo was a more ferocious guy than the Demon King of the Mixed World, and was about to play a perverted game of hunting. Bai Shuo said a lot, and finally showed the task reward given to him by Wukong, only to be recognized by the oldest monkey inside.
The old tears were all over the place, and the old monkey who was mopping the ground with his beard hugged Nuwa Stone and cried like a flower, and his words were confused, to the effect that the king had not forgotten the monkey monkey grandson, and if it was a little later, the old monkey would protect the group and hit the stone with an egg, and Bai Shuo's heart was also sour when he listened. After a few chaotic scenes, the task given to him by the monkey was finally completed.
In the next two days, under the guidance of the monkey, Bai Shuo swept away all the dangers within a radius of ten miles above and below Huaguo Mountain, killed a number of three-star demons, and obtained a number of reward points again.
In the end, Bai Shuo found that he had nothing to do.
After entering this world, Bai Shuo, who had always been busy and nervous, found that his life suddenly became empty.
Aside from regular cultivation, he couldn't think of anything else he could do.
After Bai Shuo nibbled the fruit and visited Huaguo Mountain under the guidance of the monkey, he simply sat on the lonely cliff near Huaguo Mountain and began to practice.
After consolidating the strength in his body, he sat down where the monkey had jumped out, watched the rising tide around him, and fell asleep very leisurely.
Bai Shuo, who has never had the habit of taking a nap, slowly became in a trance under the surging scenery of the sea tide, and instantly drowsiness was born out of nothing, his eyes became heavier and heavier, and his mind lurked deep in his mind.
At the moment when his eyes were closed, a divine thought that had been hidden around Bai Shuo suddenly manifested and took shape. The divine thought, which did not have any hostile intentions, easily passed through the defenses in Bai Shuo's body and soul, like an illusion that did not exist, without touching the original defense in the slightest.
That subtle divine thought came from a very far away across the sea, as if it had identified Bai Shuo's coordinates, and penetrated into Bai Shuo's mind with incomparable precision, instantly forming a delicate and magnificent bridge.
A bridge of ideas across the ocean.
In Bai Shuo's opinion, the surrounding scenery suddenly distorted, making him jump up from the ground, but he no longer felt anything abnormal.
It's normal...... It's too normal.
Moreover, this somewhat illusory feeling made him feel that this was not reality.
Still on the lonely cliff, the sea breeze blows, the waves surge, and the sound of gulls reflects the sound of the waves, without the slightest change.
"Is it in a dream?" Bai Shuo smiled bitterly and felt that his body did not have any abnormal reactions, such a delicate environment, and he was able to swallow himself in an instant, which great power was it?
A soft, indistinct voice came from behind him, causing him to twist his body abruptly, vigilantly observing where the sound came from.
"The color is not different from the emptiness. Empty and not heterochromatic. Color is emptiness. Emptiness is color. Knowing what to do. And so it is......"
In the void of nothingness, a blur of color suddenly appeared, converging into a vague human form, obviously the clothes and pipes were incomparably distinct, and the most important face seemed to be shrouded in a thick fog, making it impossible to see the changes in it.
"It's ...... Heart Sutra? β
This volume contains many mystical classics that can be said to be the fundamental foundation of the current Bai Shuo, from which all the power evolved, and under the teaching of that teacher, he also learned well, but it was far from being fully understood.
"If you can understand that this is an illusion, you can learn well." The being, which even men and women couldn't judge, made a sound.
The other party instantly saw through his own reality and reality, and the hairs in Bai Shuo's heart stood on end: "Who is Your Excellency?" With this kind of power, why hide your head and show your tail? β
The mirror that evolved in my heart to reflect all things wanted to shine that person in, but I found that there was nothing there.
"Although you can be said to be a disciple of that person, you have learned my Heart Sutra......" The man paused, as if smiling, and asked, "Who do you say I am?" β
Mine, Heart Sutra?
Bai Shuo suddenly thundered in his heart, gasped, raised his head to look at the blurred human figure, and asked, "Guanyin...... Bodhisattva? β
(To be continued)