Chapter 515 Attempt to transform the virtual

  Chu Dong looked at the mad Li Sheng and asked calmly, "Do you think you have already won?"

"Of course, is it possible for me to lose? Your body is already dead, and the Holy King is about to wake up, and his head has been replaced with the memory core I modified. As long as he wakes up, he will serve me as the Lord. At that time, the whole world is mine! The four kingdoms, the warlock family, and the kingdom of the clouds, all surrender to my feet!

  The Holy King casts 300,000 people for himself, then I will need 3 million! thirty million! I want the best! This world will become the widow's wedding dress!

  The widow wants you to watch, watch all the people you care about become part of my body, watch them howl and struggle in pain in the furnace, watch them turn into pure gold, hahahahaha! "

  Chu Dong's face was as usual, but he just said softly, "You've gone crazy."

Chu Dong's expressionless face made the Holy King feel like he had punched cotton, and his anger was even greater. He wanted to see Chu Dong's despair and Chu Dong begging for mercy, but Chu Dong looked like this, But it made him feel more pain. He asked Li Sheng: "What do you have? There are only a few remnants of defeated soldiers, even my subordinates can't beat them. Give it to me! Abolish them, just take a breath, I want them to watch me destroy his everything!"

  Chu Dong shook his head with a little mockery, "Since you said everything about making a dream zheng is true, then you should know that this land and Shanxin's last resort, they can help me."

Li Sheng burst into laughter, his expressions and movements became more and more exaggerated, and the death of his body seemed to have brought some bad influence on him, "Hahaha, help you? What are you helping? Jiuqu bow? Now it is no longer in your hands Yes."

The Iron Bone Grandmaster attacked, Li Hongxian and Yang Yiqing defended Chu Dong one after the other and tried their best to resist. At this moment, Chu Dong's soul left the body, and his soul came into the air with a violent stroke, a scarlet trace. It appeared, one meter long, with a powerful stroke, like calligraphy.

   This stroke consumed one-tenth of Chu Dong's soul power, and then Chu Dong drew up and down, left and right, as if dancing, each stroke was very exaggerated.

After reading the first two strokes, Li Sheng recognized what Chu Dong was drawing. It was a virtual talisman, and he shouted loudly, "This is impossible! An ordinary yang soul can't draw a virtual talisman, so what are you! Command spells? Each stroke is fixed, and ordinary people can have up to twenty strokes! This virtual talisman can have hundreds of paintings!"

   "It's all said, Shanxin has a backer here, it doesn't matter if there is a nine-bow bow or not."

Along with Chu Dong's drawing, there was also news that the speed of the brain was limited. After hearing this, Chu Dong immediately smashed his fists, and a shock wave of nothingness swept through the entire seal. Their souls were awakened again. If they could help Chu Dong once in their dreams, they would be able to help Chu Dong a second time.

The command spell system has not been thoroughly studied by Chu Dong, but it is certain that the command spell will occupy Chu Dong's "resources" when it is drawn, and this part of the resources is always used by Zhinao, and this part is also used by Jiuqu Bow. "resource".

This resource is the soul, but from various traces, this soul is not consumed, but occupied, because the difference between the two is very big. If the Jiuqu Gong drained Chu Dong's soul power, then the wisdom The brain will not recover the moment the hand leaves the bowstring. If it is consumed, there will be no intellectual brain restarting this stage in seconds.

   This power of courage is like the running memory of a computer, it can only be occupied, not consumed.

The same is true for the command spell. Before it takes shape, it will occupy Chu Dong's soul, and the number of strokes he can draw is limited. According to Zhinao's estimation, twenty strokes is a limit. After twenty strokes, the speed of Zhibrao will be suppressed. He hasn't tested how many strokes he can draw.

  Because the Command Spell and Jiuqu Bow's bowstrings and arrows have similar characteristics, that is, the moment they are formed, a large amount of life force is extracted. It is not continuously extracted, but instantly drained.

As for the function of this virtual talisman, just like its name, it makes people realize the virtual realm, and it can only be used on oneself, allowing a person who is only a foot away from the virtual realm to temporarily reach the virtual realm, but Chu Dong's spirit The strength is obviously not enough, it is more than six times worse.

   But since those white souls can help the nine-bow bow to charge, they can help him complete the drawing of the virtual talisman. The principle is the same, all of which are to increase the "memory".

  The soldiers in armor appeared again. They still glanced at the Holy King in the Hall of Emperor Huangji, and then made that strange move, shouting that the tyrant must die and rushed into Chu Dong's body.

   Li Sheng had obviously never seen this scene. It seemed that he could only dream, but could not know what happened in the dream.

He kept urging his subordinates to attack Chu Dong's body. There were more than 30 Iron Bone Masters, and all the bones were replaced by metal. The punches and kicks were very powerful. Even Li Hongxian was beaten with red flesh. Ordinary grandmasters with this iron bone can even draw against Li Hongxian of the five realms of grandmasters. Although they have the advantage of having a lot of people, it is still very unbelievable.

  Li Sheng was a little anxious when he saw the stalemate, and he yelled: "What are you doing! Are you two people blocking you? If you let him finish the spell, I will kill you!"

Li Hongxian and Yang Yiqing protected Chu Dong one after the other, mainly because they didn't want to fight, they just wanted to repel people. Zhuge Qiu Shang had been watching the play, and he was also powerless. In his dream, he was useless. Great efforts were made to suppress the Holy King's ghost soldiers, and those consumptions were real.

   And he really doesn't have much means to deal with the Grandmaster as a pure Yang Soul.

As the white soul continued to pour into Chu Dong's body, the color of his soul gradually turned white, and Chu Dong's eyes gradually turned white gold. According to the characteristics of making a dream kite, after being amplified by these souls, not only will there be no side effects, but benefits will also be obtained.

   There are more than 120 paintings of the phantom transformation. Chu Dong needs at least two minutes. It seems that it is not long, but it is really a moat.

Moreover, the group of iron-boned masters became ruthless after being threatened by Li Sheng. Yang Yiqing was the first to break through. She tried to force the others away by sweeping her legs, but she was smashed by the people who had been staring at the side for a long time. Broken thigh, Yang Yiqing's face was like golden paper when this palm went down, her fists clenched tightly.

The man who shot was a thin middle-aged man. His inner qi was very rare, and he had never shot before, so he just wanted to make a sneak attack. It stands to reason that Yang Yiqing would not have his limbs broken so easily. Yes, most of his purple Astral Qi has the effect of breaking armor.

   The man saw a little smugness on his face and said, "A mere first-rank martial artist dares to make a mistake!"

  Yang Yiqing's legs have been deformed. She clenched her teeth and did not say a word when she suffered this kind of injury. The next moment, her pupils were filled with black, and a lot of black lines appeared on her face, and the ghost lines were fully activated.

Immediately behind Yang Yiqing, a sturdy but faceless evil ghost appeared. This evil ghost had no clothes on his upper body, his skin was dark blue, his chest was covered with scars, his hair was disheveled, and his muscles were comparable to those of the Li family. The evil spirit grabbed the dwarf's head and took a bite.

   "Head! My head!"

  He took another bite. The man's head completely went into his stomach. This is not the body, but the soul. The evil ghost eats this iron-boned master as casually as eating candied gourd.

   (end of this chapter)