Condensing the fighting spirit into the palm knife, this is a very interesting process, in fact, Cris's original idea was just to compress the fighting qi, because for most fighters, it is not easy to cultivate the fighting qi to the outside of the body, but for Chris many battles, the warrior's sword qi is gorgeous and powerful, but its hit rate is too poor, even after entering the Lantis School of Magic, Chris has seen the warrior cast sword qi in battle many times, so to speak, ten times nine misses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

This is not because the speed of the sword qi is slow, in fact, the speed of the sword qi in the air is not much different from that of ordinary magic, the problem is that the process of the warrior casting the sword qi is still a bit cumbersome, first of all, the fighting qi must be condensed from the chest to the weapon, and then the dou qi attached to the weapon needs to be continuously superimposed, and after being superimposed to a certain extent, the highly concentrated fighting qi on the tip of the sword must also be "thrown out" by wielding the weapon.

This last point is the most fatal, and it makes people wary of the action of a warrior standing still at a distance and raising his weapon in the air—a standard posture for casting sword energy.

In Chris's mind, warriors don't actually need to rigidly use weapons to cast sword qi, but over the years, warriors' thinking has entered a rigid state to a certain extent, and weapons have become an extension of warriors' limbs.

Of course, the psychic power of most warriors does not support their ability to wrap and compress their fighting energy like Chris, and cast it as if they were magic. Therefore, this skill that Chris comprehended is also full of deception - the air mass that appears in the palm of his hand is not so much like a fighting spirit as it is magic.

As for why the Dou Qi masses that came out of their hands and then lost their spiritual power operated in a needle-like manner, Chris guessed: When the Dou Qi runs in the body, it is originally in the form of a line, and when they are compressed into a sphere and cast, the sudden disappearance of the spiritual power that binds them tightly together will cause them to burst apart in the original way.

The formation of a palm knife condensed in the hand with a fighting spirit is completely influenced by the martial arts novels of the previous life, "internal force is everywhere, picking leaves and flying flowers", but the "internal force" in the novel has become a fighting spirit.

Habitual thinking from the earth, but it is not surprising that it can succeed, after all, the fighters of this world are supposed to infuse fighting energy into their bodies to improve their physical strength and weapons to increase their lethality.

After Chris struck a blow, he jumped far away, and at this time, the five treants were no longer able to contain the sand worms in pain, and as it rolled unconsciously, first one of the treants was torn apart by its tail and disappeared, and then, one by one, the rest of the treants disappeared when the summoning time limit came.

After the fighting spirit entered the body of the sandworm, it was impossible to see what kind of damage was done to the internal organs of the sandworm, but judging from its crazy rolling, the degree of damage should not be low, and all the yellow sand around it was twisted away, and the sandworm at this time was like a child who had eaten a bad stomach, curled up and rolled on the ground indiscriminately, in order to relieve some pain.

From time to time, there was a roar of sandworms in the smoke and dust, and the "bang" sound made by the body smashing on the sand, it seemed that the pain was terrible, Chris asked Pandice not to get close, he was carefully observing from a close distance, reaching out to tie his veil tightly, opening the meditation horizon, staring closely at the sandworm rolling in the smoke and dust, such a monster with a huge body, the last blow before dying was the most terrifying, so in addition to applying a few retardation techniques to the sandworm, Chris did not dare to cast a magic attack, nor did he dare to move a little.

The sandworm has no eyes and does not know how to hear, but it can orient itself based on vibrations in the sand.

After seven or eight minutes of struggle, the sandworm's tumbling and writhing finally slowed down, the sand and dust gradually fell, its body was revealed, its thick body was spread out in the sand haphazardly, the mouth at the very front was weakly half-open and drooping in the sand, it seemed that it still wanted to burrow into the sand, but it had no strength, the mouth did not know whether it was saliva or blood flowing out, mixed with sand and half-buried in the sand, and the wound on the back of its head was blurred with flesh and blood, and the colorful internal organs and blood had overflowed out of the body, mixed with the sand, it looked like although the body was huge, but the blood was small, stained only part of the wound perimeter.

"Is it dead?" said Pandis, cautiously approaching.

Chris shook his head, although on the outside, the sandworm was no longer moving, but from Cris's angle, he could see that there was still a slight wriggling in the translucent inner cavity of its abdomen, which indicated that the sandworm was still exhaling its last few breaths.

After patiently waiting for a few more minutes, the sandworm did not move at all.

Chris stepped forward, stood in front of the adult giant elephant-like body, looked up, reached out and knocked on the hard shell of the sandworm, and then climbed up its body along its tail, and came to the wound that had enlarged a lot, and carried the green palm knife, and went down everything on the other side of the wound, and many internal organs and intestines flowed to the sand, and a sour smell overflowed.

Pandis let out a disgusting "ah" and jumped away.

Chris only frowned, but came closer.

Most of the internal organs and intestines have become sparse, and some have shown obvious fractures, which are the effect of the needle-like fighting qi bursting in the sandworm's body.

The power is obviously beyond my expectations!

Chris nodded a little smugly, and looked up at Pandice with a slight smile.

After more than four hours of trekking, the two men finally walked out of the confines of the Dantur Desert, and were replaced by extremely drought-tolerant poplar trees, which, like the trees, always grew trunks no thicker than the thickness of an adult's arm, with few branches and thin leaves, and their short bodies stood tall on the edge of the desert although they were not neat.

Seeing Songyang represents the proximity of the water source. It didn't take long for the two of them to find a green patch of water.

It was a clear water, and because it was on the edge of the desert, there was very little earth, and there was no dense grass around, and the water was not chest-deep, and there were still many small fish swimming in the water, Pandis exclaimed excitedly.

More than a month of desert travel, even washing hands and face three times a day can be called a luxury, not to mention bathing with edible water, Pandis is ** clean, no matter how tired he is before going to bed every night, he must insist on taking a bath, the water element in the desert air at night is more dense, but the temperature is sometimes even as low as zero, and she also shivers while extracting the water element from the air to scrub her body.

Of course, Chris can only scrub together, although it is colder, but the two of them are naturally much warmer together.

Because of her insistence on manipulating the water elemental every day, Pandis was only recently promoted back to the rank 8 magician.

If it weren't for Pandis's love, I'm afraid she wouldn't have improved so quickly. Chris couldn't help but make fun of her a few times for this, and Pandis always retorted as a matter of course: "The Heart of the Tree of Life has also been taken back, and now that you are protecting me, why should I still cultivate?"

Chris opened his mouth, but he couldn't answer.

Well, that makes sense.

However, the feeling of taking a bath and taking a bath in water is absolutely different.

Therefore, the first thought of the two after seeing this piece of water was exactly the same: to take a bath.

When the two of them sat by the campfire in clean clothes after taking a bath, they looked at each other's faces illuminated by the firelight, and both of them felt relaxed and tired. (To be continued.) )