Chapter 459: Everything is destroyed
In a sense, "spiritual consciousness" is a kind of extraordinary organ of [Consensus] psykers.
They can use it to penetrate into the hearts of others, read memories, tamper with thinking, and play with cognition. They can also be exposed to the outside, influence matter, interfere with laws, and use their "hearts" to change "reality."
Although Wu Bin is not the [consensus] who specializes in "psychokinetic power", as the pinnacle of the third ring, there is a lower limit no matter how good he is in this area. As long as he thinks about it, he can lift a building dozens of meters high with just one thought. building.
With the arrival of majestic spiritual consciousness, it was enough to easily crush the weight of steel and tightly wrap around the young man.
——It’s not just pure, physical pressure.
The "divine consciousness" also comes with some more bizarre properties. According to the usual saying in Donglu, this is the Qi machine that has locked Song Shi's consciousness, ensuring that it cannot break free from the shackles of the "divine consciousness" by brute force alone.
Then.
Wu Bin's gun tip lit up.
It was a bit of crystal clear, dark golden light.
Just looking at this little light made my pupils hurt and the hairs all over my body stood up.
By manifesting this "Dharma Appearance", Wu Bin has been greatly improved in terms of strength, defense, and speed. And because the "Dharma Appearance" is essentially a spiritual body and an energy body, the conventional types of damage received are greatly reduced.
If he were on the battlefield, Wu Bin would dare to face those war-level giant structures that were tens of meters high and would not be defeated.
This is the psyker at the pinnacle of the third ring, the highest extraordinary combat power allowed in conventional warfare. He can literally defeat an army by himself and suppress an entire city by himself.
But after all, he is [consensus] rather than [transcendence].
The blow of "Dharma" cannot penetrate the infinite flames, nor can it break through the opponent's defense.
——So this shot is a shot aimed at the "mind"!
Dark golden light suddenly bloomed, and in the eyes of all onlookers, a bit of golden light penetrated the atmosphere, piercing the young man in front with a shocking gesture.
"Be prepared for bravery and strategy, good attainments, and live up to the status of the fourth heaven"
It was also at this moment that a voice of approval sounded.
Accompanied by this, there were cracks spreading and a sound like shattering glass.
That is the result of the spiritual consciousness used to restrain it being overwhelmed.
In the palm of Song Shi's hand, a fire was extinguished, and the red-gold ripples began to swell in a ball-like shape, expanding, forcibly opening up the spiritual consciousness around him that seemed to have substance.
[Flint] and [Scorched Earth], driven by a fire, burst out with terrifying power.
One suppresses the divine consciousness, and the other breaks the divine consciousness.
Then, the red-gold ripples changed color and turned into pitch-black misfortune, colliding head-on with the flying spear.
Then the disaster was revealed!
Wu Bin's long-prepared shot could not stop this kind of misfortune simply to spread the flames.
It can only be delayed for a moment.
But a moment is enough.
The shackles of his spiritual consciousness were broken free. Facing the spear falling from the air, Song Shi raised his weight steadily. Under the destructive force of [Bad Tribulation], his five fingers burst apart inch by inch, and strands of boiling [Burning Boiling Fire] The blood flowed out quickly and rushed towards Chongxi, making it burn even more intensely.
The hot red gold cuts through the sky!
"Somewhat interesting, but not interesting enough."
The flames cut down.
The spear collided with Chongshu, and the condensed golden light shattered and spilled bit by bit, never being able to advance an inch further. The blade of Chongshu was also shattering, turning into a large number of floating sparks.
"Not even a single shot can accomplish anything!"
The battle situation is ever-changing, and only in this brief moment of stalemate, the people watching the Wuzong have the opportunity to quickly exchange a few words.
"With Wu Bin's spiritual power! Actually——"
——When the gun head completely collapsed and the gun barrel burst apart inch by inch, a strange sign was born. From the gun barrel that was falling apart and about to completely disintegrate, a dazzling golden light burst out from the gap.
It was the same golden light as the gun tip from the previous moment.
The spear is part of the "Dharma" and is not a real substance. It has always been just a manifestation of will.
There is no need to follow a reasonable physical structure.
Wu Bin's five fingers twisted violently, grinding the barrel of the gun, and tightened his grip on the dazzling golden light. When Zhong Shi had no time to take care of it, he yelled and continued to stab forward!
A gun within a gun.
This is his real killer move!
Then.
Not thick, not slender, just the five well-proportioned fingers raised to block the front of the golden light.
The air was silent for a moment, and then black flames rolled wildly, air waves surged, and a huge hole was created in the sky.
The strong roar came belatedly, and it lasted for a long time before it faded away.
"Hmm"
Song Shi looked at the golden light embedded in his palm, closed his eyes again, as if appraising something carefully, and after a few breaths, he opened his eyes again and nodded slightly.
"I can't do anything to you with this shot." Wu Bin took a deep breath: "Is it because of the 'strength'?"
"Absolutely. If you want to hide from your opponent and conceal the fact that this gun is hit, it is destined that its strength cannot be too high. But for stronger moves, if you can't find a suitable opportunity to use them, it will be a helpless move."
Song Shi said lazily: "That's why I said, it's a bit interesting, but not interesting enough."
A helpless move
Wu Bin's heart skipped a beat.
This shot was said to be not strong enough, but that was compared to his full strength. In terms of killing power, he was confident that he could crush the mind of an ordinary third-level psychic.
He could clearly feel that after taking this shot, the young man in front of him was not unscathed, but it was far from being seriously injured.
"Call"
Wu Bin took another deep breath, and without any movement, the ten-meter-long general slowly dissipated, disappeared, and returned to his original appearance as a man.
"I admit defeat."
Song Shi was not surprised.
Strictly speaking, until this moment, the opponent still has the strength to fight, and even the state is not bad - it is impossible to make an opponent of the fourth level or the peak of the third ring of his predecessor lose his soul, crush his bones and ashes. You also have to put in a little effort yourself.
It makes no sense anymore.
"I can't do anything to you with this shot. If I shoot you again, it will just delay time." Wu Bin stretched out his hand to signal: "Go down and talk?"
"Okay, but there is something better to say now." Song Shi thought slightly and withdrew the sea of flames like burning clouds: "It's just a way."
Wu Bin looked a little strange, but then nodded: "Please tell me."
"One after another, I'm a little tired of it."
Song Shi's voice was not high-pitched, but there was no ordinary person present, and even though he was thousands of meters away, he could clearly hear the former's calm tone.
"Don't call me you. You are bound, and it's hard for me to let go."
"Listen carefully - then go and tell everyone that the patrol inspection is temporarily offline, and Nandou is here now."
The young man's eyes were filled with fire and he stood with his hands behind his back.
"I want to destroy all the twelve heavens of Wuzong."
(End of chapter)