He didn't want anyone to know about his spells, but he told me.

Wei Ze understood.

Skystar wasn't ready to let him live.

Wei Ze's first thought was not his own life, not that he could become the Great Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, not his bright future and superb cultivation, but that he wanted to shout out the spell of the Heavenly Star - if he didn't know the mystery of this spell, if he saw it once, the Terran monk would die.

He couldn't shout anymore.

The people of the Celestial Star had approached, but the talisman giant, who was supposed to protect the Lord to the death, fell behind him. It was full of cracks, and the core talismans were all cut open - only Wei Ze himself could destroy all the core talismans with precision against his own talisman giants, and Tianxing seemed to know too much about his own talismans.

His heart was crushed, and most of Wei Ze's mana was gone, and he still needed to use mana to forcibly breathe a sigh to keep himself alive, and almost all of his mana was used to maintain his own vitality.

Tianxing's grasp, he couldn't stop it.

He didn't even want to stop it, the sword in his hand stabbed out, just to save the enemy, and then so that he could tell the mystery of the Celestial Star spell.

Tianxing had two hands, but Wei Ze only had one sword, one of Tianxing's hands grabbed Wei Ze's sword, and the other hand reached Wei Ze's throat.

Break it with a single grab.

The sword was also twisted.

Perhaps between life and death, Wei Ze's thinking was clearer, and after listening to Tianxing's explanation, he felt a trace of incongruity, and now he understood the incongruity.

If he can "remember things" at will, why not "remember that Wei Ze is dead", or "remember that the talisman giant has dissipated between heaven and earth"?

And at the beginning, Wei Ze also heard strange sounds, those people seemed to have experienced battles with themselves again and again, and then faced themselves with the best attitude.

In fact, every movement of the Celestial Star is flawless, as if it has been rehearsed again and again.

Wei Ze's eyes were lowered, thinking in his head, but he couldn't make a sound: "It turned out to be such a boring trick......"

It is impossible to make such a huge change by relying on "memory" alone.

However, if there is insertion and deletion in the memory, it can be done, for example, Tianxing's memory has the experience of the first battle against Wei Ze, the second time against Wei Ze, and the third time...... These experiences are all real, but after Tianxing forgets it, Wei Ze also forgets it, so that everything will go back to the beginning, and Tianxing will be able to complete the countermeasures against him at one time.

And the same is true of the incredible movement, if he "forgets" the process of movement, then he can suddenly appear anywhere.

It doesn't matter if there is no coherence in between.

The premise is that there are countless possibilities to go through.

So it's a completely different spell, or a gifted supernatural - it's impossible for a spell to do that.

Tianxing first used supernatural powers to make everyone delusional, and at the same time told Wei Ze a fake supernatural content - all in order to cover up the true side of this supernatural power.

Celestial Star seemed to be thinking about something, and suddenly looked up

"Oh, it seems that you have figured it out? ”

Wei Ze didn't have any strength to be surprised, he couldn't speak, how did this Tianxing know his thoughts?

Tianxing was already standing in front of Wei Ze, who was unable to move: "Because you said it the last time I didn't tear your throat, you said it to those monks, but I'm sorry, I 'forgot' that memory-" Tianxing raised his iron claws again.

Blood covered the small half of the earthen platform, and at the time of the third claw, the last mana that Wei Ze used to protect had dissipated, and after the twelfth claw, Wei Ze was left with only a head.

No monk had expected such a tragedy, and this should have been a sure victory.

"It's not that the little Heavenly Master is weak. "Bai Yi has a sword in his hand, but he can't play, no one can play at this time.

The earth platform is already another world, and if you want to enter it, only one party will die or exit the range of the earth platform.

This is also the reason why Tianxing wants Wei Ze to pull to the center of the earth platform.

The ground shook with each claw.

The Thirteenth Claw –

Tianxing's hand was grabbed, it was Fu Er, because a sword had stopped above Tianxing's head.

It was Zhong Tianshi, his hair was all open, looking at the stars, but the sword couldn't be chopped.

The rules of the second gate are not like this, even if it is Zhong Tianshi, he must abide by the rules.

"Thank you Celestial Master Zhong for not killing. Tianxing even said in a grand manner.

Zhong Tianshi was able to come in, which meant that Wei Ze had completely lost his breath.

The soul is torn apart by the stars.

Before the monk could scold, Jabu had already jumped onto the second earthen platform, which moved on its own and exchanged places with the first earthen platform in the middle, and Jiabu said loudly: "This is very common in our Yueye Prefecture, and it is not even considered bloody, if you haven't seen it, you can have a good meeting, I am the next one, who wants to come?"

Zhong Tianshi slowly exhaled: "The apprentice's skills are not as good as others, as a master's-"

The lifelong monk has already stood on the earth platform: "The Heavenly Master first helped Senior Brother Wei Ze to collect the corpse, and the little monk in the second battle came." ”

Zhong Tianshi must not be allowed to make a move, at least not now.

Jia Bu laughed loudly: "It seems that he has drawn a good lot, and the great name of the monk in his life has been admired for a long time, and the legend can be called a master, right?"

"There is no movement of mana between them, and it seems that they already know the arrangement of the order of the manpower. The Northern Underworld touched the beard of the white flower.

"There is a mole?" Lu Buwei was not stupid at all at this time: "...... who knows about this"

Not many monks know about this.

"I feel like if I give them a copy of the list of monks from our side, they will all know. If you plan it, you have the divination of the demon ancestor, and the intelligence of the monster is not low, isn't there a saying called wisdom and scheming near the demon?" "Bai Yi is very calm, and he must be calm, and he can't be influenced by the other party."

"The second one is the first to go first, and I don't know what kind of monster that Jabu is. "The little heavenly master who was bound to win in the last game was tortured and killed, and in the second game, I still don't know that the other party is cultivating magic powers, etc., a lifelong monk...

...

Maybe there will be the worst possibility, but Bai Yi can only let himself try not to think in that direction as much as possible.

The monk didn't have any weapons in his hands, and this Jibu was also empty-handed.

"I heard that the master is good at magic body spells?" said Jabu.

The lifelong monk just nodded and said, "Can you start?"

Jia Bu said: "Naturally, I am Jia Bu of Yueye Prefecture, I don't know if the master can let me see, what is the so-called golden body law phase-" Before he finished speaking, a huge fist had already slammed down, and the whole body of the monk was shrouded in golden light, and his golden body law phase had changed, becoming smaller and more condensed, and the law phase that could have been able to fight against giant beasts and gods and demons was more suitable for fighting against monks who were not much different in size after the law phase became smaller.

Although Fa Xiang has a kind face, somewhat similar to a lifelong monk, his eyes are wide open, he is not angry and arrogant, and he wears a string of huge Buddha beads around his neck.

With a punch, half of the earthen platform collapsed.

The golden body of the Dharma Statue wrapped him up like a god, and a fist slowly raised.

But there was a large circular pit in the ground.

"This pit...... It shouldn't have been, and it wasn't caused by a lifetime fist-" Ji Gu instantly realized that something was wrong, and shouted loudly: "Get out of the way of life!"

Faster than his voice was a sudden flash of red light in the pit in front of him.

The red light was accompanied by a loud noise, and a huge momentum came from the pit, and the huge force lifted the lifelong monk far away.

After the smoke and dust passed, a man slowly walked out of the pit, the animal skin shattered, revealing a somewhat thin but sturdy upper body, and Jabu seemed unscathed.

"This is the so-called Faxiang, lacking a little murderous aura-" Another punch hit Jia Bu, and Jia Bu actually raised his fist, which had been thin, stretched out his five fingers, and collided with a lifelong monk-

A hand that didn't look big, and a fist bigger than Jabu's entire body.

The fist stopped.

"My supernatural powers are actually very simple, and it is not impossible to tell the master, whatever I encounter, everything will explode-" The lifelong monk's pupils constricted.

That's how the big pit just came about.

Gunpowder is something developed by mortals, and for monks, they are very afraid of the power of gunpowder, and high-level monks regard it as a kind of spell, after all, many monks have similar effects of fire, and the public loser who is proficient in mechanical techniques is also at the peak of the configuration of gunpowder, and can already use it in battle.

But if the whole phase of the law turns into gunpowder—

Battles are ever-changing, and all mental reactions need to be fastened.

"Don't put the Dharma Body aside—" Ji Gu was a bystander, and he thought quickly.

The fist stretched out by the lifelong monk was no longer able to move, and it seemed to have completely turned into explosive gunpowder, and the lifelong monk felt this change and the fist was transmitted to the whole body of the Faxiang.

He didn't abandon the law, and returned to the front of the shield with his other hand, blocking Jabu's fist.

This man's spells are weird, and his body is extremely strong.

A lifelong monk was sure of this

After that, his entire Dharma phase glowed red, extremely dazzling, and then exploded-

Boom –

"Is it easier to use your own mana to guide and then make it easier to explode?" said Jab, very rarely, "What a clever plan, master. He looked at the cloud of smoke and dust rising high in the field: "It's the first time I've encountered a spell whose mana is so stubborn that there is no way to transform it." ”

A slender figure stood in the smoke, it was a lifelong monk, a lifelong monk had many burns on his body, his monk's robe became tattered, but the body inside was different from his handsome face.

Covered with scars, it seems that as a monk, he has experienced too many death fights, and the scars on this body are all left by the wicked people and monsters he has dealt with, and the monk has never been proud of this in his life, so he has always liked to wear his shabby monk's robes, as well as broken straw sandals.

"I understand the donor's spell. I also thought of countermeasures, so if the donor didn't have any magical powers from the previous donor, or if there were no other means, the little monk would attack first-" There was still a puff of smoke in the mouth of the lifelong monk, and after he finished speaking, the dust dispersed, and his eyes were dazzling.

Just now, it is not like a lifetime style of rushing to attack first, just to give the opponent a chance to shoot, only after the battle, can you know what strange magic the opponent has.

Jabu's effect of saying his supernatural powers also has a deep meaning, he needs to make the other party timid, disrupting the rhythm of the opponent's ordinary fighting methods.

With a smile on the corner of his mouth that seems to be a little cruel now, it is best to force the opponent to fight with his life, as a demon clan, his physical strength is much higher than that of a lifelong monk.

Everything is not just a game of moves, spells, and supernatural cultivation.

So Jabu laughed twice: "I want to hear the master's opinion." ”

As long as anything is in front of him, he can blast it to pieces.

"As long as you don't get hit. The lifelong monk clasped his hands together and said seriously.

Jia Bu was a little helpless: "Huh?"

(End of this chapter) I want to talk about "A Sword Paints the Sky" with more like-minded people, pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find a confidant~