Chapter 251 Night Curse [Please vote for me! 】
Night.
Liang Yue breathed out the moonlight in the courtyard. After reaching the fifth realm, the sun essence and moonlight forged his body, gradually making his body like a diamond. The impurities inside slowly dissipated as he breathed out.
Under the Enlightenment Tree, his cultivation speed was far faster than others.
Although the Enlightenment Tree cannot directly help you speed up your practice, it can allow you to quickly understand the secrets of the practice, find the best way to practice, and enter a mysterious state of enlightenment.
So you get twice the result with half the effort.
But for some reason today, when he breathed out, he gradually felt a little sleepy. The thoughts in his mind were slowly turning, and he was wondering, could it be that he was a little tired physically and mentally from the recent series of competitions?
Unconsciously, he dropped his head and fell asleep.
In a trance.
When he opened his eyes again, he found himself on a bloody battlefield. The sky was shrouded in black fog in front of him. A huge armored beast as big as a mountain was swinging a big ax there. Every time he slashed, the ground cracked. Countless human soldiers died.
Thousands of troops and horses hunt the demon king!
Although there were countless casualties in the front, countless cavalry still formed a formation and moved forward. The sound of war horses' hooves rumbled loudly, and the rider at the front was Pang Chun, who was as tall as an iron tower.
"Great spring!" Liang Yue exclaimed.
This is obviously a way to die!
Sure enough, the demon king swung his big ax and struck Pang Chun down hard in the next moment!
Boom——
In an instant, the mountains collapsed and the ground cracked.
Liang Yue wanted to rush up to check Pang Chun's situation, but suddenly, the demon king's eyes seemed to be looking here. Liang Yue could clearly feel that it seemed to be looking at him.
Not good.
A dark cloud hung over his heart, and he turned around to escape.
But just as he expected, the demon king suddenly jumped up, raised his ax high, and dropped it heavily with the momentum of creating the world!
Boom...
Liang Yue could only hear half of the explosion, then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
Am I dead?
Such a thought came to mind.
But soon he felt that something was wrong. Although everything before him was extremely real, his mind remained extremely clear. He remembered that he was practicing in the courtyard, how did he come to this world?
If you believe you are dead, does that mean you are really dead?
It is an illusion, and an extraordinary illusion. If I were not sitting under the Enlightenment Tree, I might not be able to retain this trace of spiritual consciousness. I would believe everything in front of me as true, and there would be no possibility of waking up.
With this alertness rising, he knew that he had to break the situation. But even though he maintained his clarity, his spiritual consciousness was still not powerful enough to break through this illusion.
With his mind spinning, he remembered the Linzi Dharma Seal.
It seemed that he had to use it. With a thought in his mind, his left hand lit up with golden light.
Phew!
……
In the old forest mountain, on the top of the attic.
The floor was painted with the blood of an unknown monster with complex patterns, exuding a sinister aura. In the center was a straw man with a silver needle stuck in his head. The candles were on and off, creating a gloomy atmosphere.
"Pfft——" The magician in black robe suddenly looked up to the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood, then fell to the ground.
"What's going on?" A group of old men outside the door pushed the door in and saw this scene.
"There's something strange..." The conjurer was dying and seemed to have suffered a great deal of backlash. "You, a sixth-level magician, will fail to cast a spell on a fifth-level warrior?" The old man named Jiang Qing asked in a deep voice.
"Although he has just entered the fifth realm and his spiritual consciousness is not strong, he has an extremely powerful spiritual protection. I have never been able to drag him into a dream, and the spell has Not completely." As soon as the spell master spoke, blood foam oozed out, "It doesn't matter, as long as I trap him in the curse dream, I can slowly grind him to death. But somehow he broke out. He unleashed an extremely magical force and abruptly cut off our connection. There must be something weird here, he can't be an ordinary warrior. Now that the spell is backlashing, my life is in danger."
Spellcasters are also a lineage to which occultists belong, and are extremely vicious.
Their spells are hard to guard against, and their methods are secretive and powerful, but the corresponding price is also high. Once the spell is turned on, it is equivalent to offering a sacrifice to heaven. It can only succeed but cannot fail. Once it fails, you must bear all the consequences of the spell.
So the conjurer will never easily cast spells on powerful people of the same level. Even if Liang Yue is a Qi Refiner, this conjurer will not do it easily. But Liang Yue was just a warrior at a level lower than him, so he felt free to take action.
Unexpectedly, the car overturned here.
"How could an ordinary warrior ask you to deal with him? Everyone said that this is Liang Fuguo's illegitimate son." The long-browed old man's face was as dark as water, "I guess he has a magic weapon or a protector given by Liang Fuguo. This is normal. If you want to attack him, you can only think of other ways."
...
Liang Yue didn't know that he had caused a curse master to suffer backlash. He only knew that he had a dangerous dream and used Linzi Jue to escape.
Early the next morning, he came to Zhuxie Yamen and informed everyone about the matter.
"This sounds like a spell, a line of inheritance spread over Xizhou." After Mo Qiuren listened, he immediately thought: "If you were killed in a dream and believed it to be true, I'm afraid you would really do it. Death."
"Why did you attack me?" Liang Yue asked confused.
"The battle to seize the city is about to begin. There is no guarantee that Jiu Yang will not have any culprits. Besides..." Chen Su seemed to want to say something, but after thinking about it, he hesitated and said, "We will investigate. Regarding the magician, you will stay in Zhuxie Division these days and don’t go home.”
Liang Yue actually also thought about the possibility that Liang Fuguo was eating melons.
After all, if it were a player targeting the city-capture battle, his current cultivation and performance would not be at the forefront, and he would not become a target that needed to be specifically assassinated.
On the contrary, Liang Fuguo has made countless enemies. If someone really thinks that he is his son, it is possible to vent his anger against him.
This is too unfair.
Of course, there are many possibilities besides this. After all, Liang Yue knows that he has a lot of hidden treasures, and he might be coveted by others.
So he didn’t say much. As long as he acted with the people of Zhu Xie Division, nothing would happen.
"That's right." He frowned again, "Although my consciousness broke free from that dream, it was still seriously injured. I don't seem to be able to use any energy to activate it now. "Can you help me heal him with your tricks?"
Although the warrior's spiritual consciousness is not strong, it does not mean that it is not important.
The tricks they perform only require the participation of Gang Qi, which is the same as the magical power of Qi Refiners and Mystics, and they all need to be mobilized by spiritual consciousness.
If there is no spiritual consciousness, then all that is really left is fists and kicks.
Today is already the third round of the selection battle. If you don’t use any sword moves, it will be very difficult for you to deal with strong enemies.
“Let me take a look.” Wei Ping’er immediately stepped forward, pointed her fingers at his forehead, and used her spiritual sense to look inside.
After a moment, she shook her head slightly and said, "When your temple was invaded, a gap was opened. Although it is very small, it will take time to recover. I am afraid that I will not be able to catch up with today's selection battle."
< br>"Can we postpone the selection battle, just postpone the Liang Yue match?" Wen Yifan asked.
"I'm afraid this will be difficult." Chen Su also looked unhappy. "Now that we have reached the third round, all parties are staring at today's arena. If we open this mouth, we will probably be questioned. If we seize the city by then, If there is any mistake in the battle, the reputation of Zhu Xie Division...and even Xuanmen will be damaged."
"No need." Liang Yue smiled and said, "Then I will try it. Hit.”
Good morning.
(End of this chapter)