Chapter 381: The Great War in the Illusion

"Here we go again..."

Lin Yang, who was indifferent, suddenly said this. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info was slightly stunned, and couldn't help frowning.

A strange feeling as if there was another self living in his body made Lin Yang can't help but look around.

This feeling is like the mouth is not his own, and the words he says make him even more incomprehensible.

But the mountains of corpses that piled up around him, wherever he looked, filled it.

That's because there are too many corpse mountains, and when he sees them casually, there are many corpses.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yang couldn't help but look at the corpse that had just been twitching.

At this moment, the corpse was obviously the one who survived the battle, no, it was a giant, a giant three meters tall, with various sigils tattooed all over his body and occupying his entire body.

The giant looked like a human, but at the corners of his mouth, he had fangs that were curved and protruding like hooks.

The fangs were long, an inch thick, and looked like the fangs of a wild boar.

I saw that the giant shook his head, like Lin Yang, looked around, wrinkled his nose and took a deep breath, the giant turned his head violently to look at the figure standing on the mountain where corpses were piled up in the distance.

Lin Yang and the giant's gaze were opposite, and they suddenly showed hatred as if they had seen blood reward.

"Roar..."

The enraged giant, suddenly shaking his whole body, bent down and picked up a flag planted in the ground directly from his side.

This chess piece is five meters long, with a sharp end and a round lump at the other, and the weight alone is not less than a thousand catties.

But in the hands of the giants, it was as easy as picking up not a heavy object in a thousand catties, but a piece of wood, a hollow wood.

Lin Yang didn't say a word, a trace of essence flashed in his eyes, in the distance, next to a dead monk, there was a sword stained with scabbed blood, this sword was extremely ordinary, and it looked like it was made of ordinary iron.

But when Lin Yang raised his hand and grabbed the void, a ghostly light appeared on this sword, as if he had telepathy with Lin Yang, and flew up directly, with a faint light, and went straight to Lin Yang's hand.

A momentum, a monstrous arrogance, overflowed from the two of them.

The giant looked at the confidence in Lin Yang's eyes, raised his head and roared, and rushed over with a giant flag in his hand, the hideousness on his face showed that the giant had reached a state of rage.

On the other hand, Lin Yang was extremely calm, standing on the mountain of corpses, looking at the giants rushing up like ants, condescending.

The distance between the two is constantly being pulled in under the wild run of the giant.

At the moment when he approached Lin Yang, the giant moved, and an arm the size of Lin Yang's entire person directly raised the giant flag and stabbed at Lin Yang.

Lin Yang was on the side of his body, his wrist flicked, and the sword in his hand slashed straight up, slashing directly at the giant flag, so that the direction in which the giant flag stabbed moved to the left, and roared away from Lin Yang's ears with the sound of breaking the air.

But Lin Yang still underestimated the sharpness of the giant flag, although the spear-like spear-like spear head did not stab Lin Yang, but the energy it carried directly separated a hole in Lin Yang's right face.

A trace of blood remained, and Lin Yang's calm face appeared for the first time with his frown.

As his body retreated, he slapped the giant with a palm in the air.

The invisible spiritual power hand, when it slapped the giant's body, under the giant's loud roar, it was directly shattered.

As soon as the retreating body fell, Lin Yang stepped on his toes slightly, kicked it, and the whole person danced again in a chic manner, as if weightless, flying upside down in the air, and retreating towards the corpse mountain.

The giant didn't say a word, held the giant flag in his hand, jumped violently, held the giant flag with both hands, and inserted it towards Lin Yang.

Lin Yang's eyes continued to follow the giant's body, looking upward, and without any hesitation, he stroked the long sword in his hand with his index finger.

The sharp sword qi spread directly as the sword body continued to tremble.

A sword aura that seemed to be covering the body of the sword, spreading, making the sword in Lin Yang's hand look like a glowing lightsaber.

At the same time, the giant flag was inserted, and Lin Yang raised his hands with a light sword in his hand.

The moment the giant banner spear head hit the body of the lightsaber, a powerful shock wave suddenly rushed in all directions.

Lin Yang's body in the air, because of the huge force from the giant flag, fell quickly to the ground like a falling meteorite.

When he landed, a powerful energy centered on him directly lifted away all the corpses within a radius of a kilometer, and the ground under his feet directly cracked into a huge circular pit because of the strength on his body.

Under the dust, the giant's figure pierced through the dust and stabbed at Lin Yang again.

The same moves, the same resistance, and more powerful strength directly blew away the corpse that was still flying in the air, and the cracked pit under his feet collapsed three inches again under the strength of the giant flag, and Lin Yang's entire feet did not enter the dirt.

The two fought fiercely, and time flew by quickly.

Outside the illusion, those who have awakened from the illusion are looking in one direction.

A teenager in a wheelchair who lost his right leg.

In front of this young man, there was an old man, an old man with strange eyes.

The old man looked at Lin Yang, and after a few breaths, he couldn't help but shake his head, looking at Lin's father and mother who were anxiously waiting for an answer, and Lin Dong.

"This matter, extremely rare, I don't know what's going on, this illusion is not in any danger at all, it's just a test of the monk's mind, the time is short, the nature is good, the time is long, it proves that his understanding is poor, but the time within a thousand breaths can test everyone's heart, and there has never been this kind of time that can stay in the assessment illusion for half a pillar of incense. ”

"What then, immortal, my child won't be trapped in the illusion?"

Father Lin was still looking at the old man anxiously, holding Mother Lin's hand in his hand, and he couldn't help but tighten it.

"Don't worry, there is no danger in this illusion, wait, wait, your child will wake up, if you can't wake up, the old man maybe, you have to cast a spell to sacrifice the original god, and enter your child's mind to see what happened. ”

The time of a thousand breaths passed again, and everyone gathered in a circle, all looking at Lin Yang who was in a wheelchair.

Under the cry of Mother Lin, the old man looked back at the young man and nodded.

The young man was slightly stunned, and without saying a word, he immediately took out four ancient incense sticks from the placket.

In the four directions of southeast, west, and northwest, when it was plugged in, the old man immediately fell into it, sat cross-legged, pinched his fingers and recited a mantra.

Immediately after the old man's deep fingers, pointed at the center of his eyebrows, only to see a white Yuan Shen, a villain who looked the same as the old man, appeared in everyone's eyes, the monk is commonly known as the Yuan Shen, but the villagers subconsciously thought it was the ghost of the old man after seeing this Yuan Shen.

After the Yuan Shen appeared, he flew directly towards Lin Yang's eyebrows.

Everyone looked at this scene with solemn expressions, and they didn't even dare to come out of the atmosphere, or they forgot about it.

But in the heart of the old man's Yuan Shen Mo into Lin Yang's eyebrows, it took less than a breath.

The old man, who was sitting cross-legged in the middle of the four incense sticks, suddenly spat blood from his mouth, rolled his eyes, and fell directly to the ground.

Immediately, the breath of life and the temperature belonging to the old man also disappeared with his consciousness.

This scene made everyone who was exclaimed fall backwards in unison, looking at this scene with shocked eyes, and their eyes swept towards Lin Yang and the old man who fell to the ground from time to time.

And the young man behind the old man, frightened, hurriedly lit it, four pillars of ancient incense.

After the white smoke appeared, a voice formed around the old man that could summon the primordial gods.

The onlookers could not see this voice, but could only see the white eyes floating from the ignited ancient incense, surrounding the old man into a scene hidden in an eggshell.

Talking about Lin Yang.

In the illusion, Lin Yang, who was fighting with the giants, had multiple wounds on his clothes.

The giant, on the other hand, gasped for air, his chest overflowed and collapsed, and the fangs that spit out had turned red.

At this moment, the two looked in the same direction.

At the end of the eyes of the two, a white figure flew away.

This figure was the original spirit of the old man who assessed Lin Yang, but after he appeared, the whole person fell into panic.

Especially when the two of them looked over, the old man who was even more frightened was about to leave the illusion.

Lin Yang immediately grabbed the void with both hands, and the Yuan Shen that the old man wanted to leave was directly caught in front of Lin Yang.

With a change of words, the old man's entire Yuan Shen suddenly let out a miserable scream, and the white soul shadow of human nature distorted in an instant, turning into a centipede with a hundred legs.

Pointing to the giant in the distance, Lin Yang ordered, "Go, kill him.."

Without saying a word, the hundred-legged centipede immediately flew towards the giant, and at the same time, Lin Yang did not stop.

Holding the sword in his right hand, he paused, and the whole person seemed to be sucked into the sword body in his hand.

After the lightsaber emitted this light, he headed straight for the giant.

And the appearance of the white-footed centipede not only made the giant not show any fear, but his eyes showed ecstasy.

I saw him, and suddenly opened his mouth to swallow the rushing centipede, and the injuries on his body continued to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Lin Yang, whose whole person turned into a sword, suddenly smiled at the corner of his mouth, and shouted in a low voice, "Boom..."

At the same time as he shouted and burst words, the light of the lightsaber rose again, and with an indomitable momentum, he flew towards the giant whose body was constantly soaring.

The centipede that was swallowed by the giant exploded, and the lightsaber went straight through the giant's head.

The giant who was struggling in pain suddenly knelt on the ground, holding the giant flag, loosening his body, completely dead, only the flag that was wasted in the wind was shaking.

At the same time, a voice suddenly appeared in the entire illusion, the primordial god that was condensed into a hundred-legged centipede by Lin Yang suddenly turned into white smoke and disappeared into this world, and at the same time, the flying sword that was still flying in the air suddenly disappeared and plunged into the dirt in the distance.

"Wake up, wake up..."

Under the many exclamations, Lin Yang and the old man opened their eyes almost at the same time.

But Lin Yang's eyes were nothing but doubt, and the old man's eyes were demented.