Seeing Lin Fengjin being sucked in by the maple red picture of Akiyama, Pan Yuming finally exhaled a long breath, sat down on the ground tiredly, and rested with his back against the trunk of the tree, but soon jumped up as if his butt was burned by fire.

What's the matter, it's not because the wound on the left arm is still bleeding!!

Although there are many tonic pills, in this world, they will not bleed until death, but no matter who looks at their blood coming out for so much money, they will feel distressed! At this time, Pan Yuming can already decisively judge that the layer of shiny things on his wound (he still doesn't know that this is Lin Fengjin's power of time) is the culprit.

But he used a variety of methods to stop the bleeding, and finally found that it was almost impossible to stop the bleeding, but after tying his arm with a belt, the blood flowed at least not so cheerfully.

At this time, Pan Yuming remembered that he wanted to see what happened to Lin Fengjin in the group of demons dancing in the diagram, and under this look, he suddenly laughed dumbly:

"The kid's strength is good, he has broken through to the third layer of hell. ”

It turned out that after Lin Fengjin was shrouded and inhaled by the maple red map of the Autumn Mountain, he only felt that the world was spinning, and when he regained his senses, he realized that he was in a huge dark square, the pillars on this dark square were made of unknown huge bone fossils, and the lamp holders on the square were all skulls with their mouths wide open, and the tongues inside were twisted into the appearance of burning wicks.

And Lin Fengjin's feet felt soft, but when he looked closely, he found that it was a distorted face that made up the ground! Seeing the miserable situation of those distorted faces that were extremely painful but couldn't shout at all, Lin Fengjin was also a little sad in his heart.

If ordinary people came here, they would definitely be stunned, but Lin Fengjin originally knew that Pan Yuming was good at illusion, and if he believed these things that the ghosts made, it was his trick, so he just stepped on the flat ground and couldn't see it at all.

And Lin Feng looked at the end of the dark square. Realizing that he was completely shrouded in fog, his eyes narrowed slightly, because he noticed that on the ground not far away, a group of corpses with twisted faces had struggled to crawl out of the ground, let out a terrible moan, and walked towards him step by step.

"Pretend to be a ghost!" Lin Fengjin sneered. In his heart, it is a very difficult situation for people with strong willpower, and whether a person's personal strength is strong or not in this environment often has a lot to do with your own willpower. If you decide how strong you are, then you can be as strong as you are in this environment!

Whether it is Buddhism or Taoism, they all have the art of "visualization", which is similar to the current environment. Of course, in addition to will, imagination is also a very good factor, for example, if you visualize a knife to cut the enemy, the enemy will often visualize a shield to defend instead of tofu. Because he subconsciously felt that the shield could block the knife.

However, if the enemy suddenly visualizes something that you have not seen and attacks you, you will most likely be hit with a shield to defend against it, because the thing he visualized is likely to be designed to restrain the shield. So in this case, the best way to do it is to dodge, not parry.

Faced with the situation in front of him, Lin Fengjin couldn't help but also meditate in his heart—what was he contemplating? Because this was the time to give full play to his imagination. must be thinking not about the things of this life, but about the movies he watched in his previous life. That's the magic palm in "Kung Fu"!!

Lin Fengjin also repeatedly emphasized to himself several times that it was okay, this was an illusion. I can do it, and then I reached out and slapped the hundreds of hungry ghosts rushing in front of me!

In the next few seconds, there was no reaction, and Lin Fengjin was also a little stunned, until he heard that strange sound suddenly came from the air, as if it was the huge roar of a civil airliner diving close to the ground!

Oh, no, it should be the roar of the passenger plane when it lands! Because Lin Fengjin himself has never seen what the Divine Palm looks like, and what the sound of breaking the air is, so he simply made up this sound in his brain, in this illusion, as long as your will is strong enough, then as long as you want to, you can do it!!

Then, a huge palm in the air, estimated to be at least the size of a basketball court, was covered like a fly, and those poor hungry ghosts must have been wiped out!

After this blow came down, everything in the world was clean, Lin Fengjin found that the black fog in the distance had dissipated, revealing a gate composed of hideous bones, which should be the entrance to the next floor, so he walked over without hesitation, but when he was about to enter the door, Lin Fengjin suddenly felt that there was something to do, so he walked to the center of this square again under the control of instinct, and then wrote down "Dove Fear" Three words, then turned around and left, heading to the second floor, Lin Fengjin walked seven or eight steps all the way, and then suddenly wondered:

"Why should I write these three words?"

If there were a monk who was proficient in Sanskrit, he would know that the Sanskrit transliteration of the first of the eighteen levels of hell could only be seen in the original Buddhist scriptures that were translated

With a trick like a divine palm, Lin Fengjin can be said to be a fresh move, eating all over the sky, directly into the eighth layer of hell, which has already made Lin Fengjin have to face the enemy at this time: the soul of the machine Yunyi is very shocked, before he became the soul of the machine, he was well-read, if the wheel of imagination and willpower are already few people can match, and every time he kills a person in this picture, he can absorb the memory of this person, so the wealth of knowledge and experience of Yunyi at this time is completely amazing.

However, his resistance in the first eight layers was completely crushed, what does this mean, the power of all the powerful attack methods that Yun Yi visualized was under the palm of the Rulai God that Lin Feng had visualized!

Because this visualization is not a random thing, it has two major conditions: first, you have to know very well the details of the thing you visualize, the specific power, and second, you have to believe that you have the ability to control the power of this thing.

For example, if you imagine a nuclear warhead, it's very powerful, but you still have to subconsciously believe that your attack is more powerful than the nuclear warhead, which is necessary, this is a matter of course, then you can do this, and if this is the case, it is likely that you will die first!

Because your subconscious mind will feel that it is very dangerous for such a large nuclear warhead to explode so close to you, and I will probably die from radiation injuries.

As long as the subconscious mind has this thought, then it is very regrettable and it will really die.

This shows that this kind of competition between visualizations is actually extremely dangerous, and in fact it is a double-edged sword that hurts others and is likely to hurt oneself at the same time!

Lin Fengjin also felt that as he advanced, the enemy's control strength was getting stronger and stronger, according to Lin Fengjin's judgment, probably the first twelve layers of hell consumed not the true power of this soul, but the resentment of those who were killed by him, as well as the gathered yin qi, only entering the last six layers is the original strength of this soul.

In this way, when Lin Fengjin advanced to the tenth layer of hell at this time, he already felt that it was quite difficult, because what he visualized at this time was a summon: the Hulk.

This guy only has an amazing amount of strength, and in the face of the flying demon girl who can be transformed and blurred at any time imagined by the enemy, it is really a feeling that there is a cannon to fight mosquitoes and a hero is useless, and more importantly, Lin Fengjin found that the visualization is definitely not without a price, as if his head is very painful now, as if there is a small knife filing back and forth on the nerves! That kind of pain is really an unbearable feeling.

At this time, another thing happened to make matters worse, that is, after Pan Yuming tried to stop the bleeding for a while, he suddenly found that the layer of light on the surface of his wound had suddenly faded! The power of time that Lin Fengjin exerted on him had faded dramatically - of course, Pan Yuming didn't think so, he felt that his treatment had finally taken effect.

Therefore, Pan Gongzi had time to take a look to see if Lin Fengjin had died tragically in the treasure of the town gate, and he was suddenly shocked when he saw it! This bastard not only lived well, but had already rushed into the tenth layer of hell, is this worth it?

Therefore, Pan Gongzi immediately recited the secret method of the sect, and immersed his mind into the picture - the intuitive reaction was that Lin Fengjin was very unhappy to see that another flying demon girl appeared, and the two flying demon girls who were good at flying and virtual formed beat the unlucky Hulk to the roar again and again, and they were too busy to take care of themselves, and then the two monsters aimed at their own body and pounced

Obviously, under such circumstances, Lin Fengjin's situation is quite unfavorable, or to be precise, death is about to enter the countdown.

"Hey. Faced with this situation, Lin Fengjin sighed, and then said sincerely: "You could have lived a little longer, why bother to find death in a panic so soon?"

Pan Gongzi's mind was immersed in this demon diagram at this time, of course, he could hear Lin Fengjin's words, and the flying demon girl he controlled couldn't help but let out a series of laughs:

"Is it mad that you have stepped into the coffin with one foot and still come to me to say this?"

Lin Feng looked up to the sky and smiled, and then saw that the cat that had been lazily lying next to him and dozing off opened his eyes and looked back dissatisfied. (To be continued......)