At this time, Lu Hongxiang was quite sure that Feng Linwen still had a hole card that had not been revealed.

But he couldn't see through, which made Lu Hongxiang not only anxious to get angry, but also feel aggrieved.

His dignified master of true vision, a seventh-level powerhouse.

It's just like being deflated at a mere fifth-level here, as if the form is reversed, being checked and balanced everywhere, it's just uncomfortable.

All I can say is that the person who is stronger than Feng Linmen is not as smart as him, and the person who is smarter than him is not as good as him. And the one who is even more fleas than him...the fist is not as hard as his.

There are times when Feng Linye behaves like a bug.

For a long time, Feng Linxen felt that his real golden fingers were not about pinching his face and wearing a vest, but his "intelligence" that could not be completely described in words.

"Although my strength is limited, my vision happens to be not bad. Your strength is not as good as that of the blue-clothed man, and now you are in prison. The other party only needs to stir the bottom of the pot again, and then push it, and your resistance will disappear. Completely broken. At that time, if you don't want to show up, you have to show up." Feng Linwen was like a bystander, with a leisurely feeling, analyzing the current situation for Lu Hongxiang.

Lu Hongxiang's lungs were about to explode with anger, but he finally said patiently: "This time, I will lose you by one margin. But...you are also a turtle in the urn. I can't escape, but you...not only can't keep things, but also There is a fear of life."

"What's the problem? Why don't you do this... I'll give you 500 million Origin Energy Points. This is all my belongings."

"You're going to give me something, and with it, I can get you out of trouble."

Even at this time, Lu Hongxiang still did not give up the Godhead of Creation.

The temptation to take one step to the sky is too great.

Looking at the numbers, there is only a difference of three grades between the seventh and tenth grades, which seems to be nothing.

But from the median **** to the creator god, from Jinxian to Hunyuan Daluo, the gap between them is very obvious and clear at a glance.

Few people can resist this temptation.

In fact, Feng Linye was really taboo, and it was never Lu Hongxiang, or the big man in blue who cooked with all kinds of power.

Strange... So far, there has never been a powerhouse above level 8.

Then there are only two possibilities.

Either they had already seen through Feng Linye's trick.

There is... ready to go, hidden and unmoved.

Feng Linye only hoped for the former.

If it is the latter, it is very troublesome.

At a critical moment, Feng Linxun had to transfer the fragments of the godhead to a person who carried the blame to uncover the 'truth'.

Only in this way, Feng Linye could only be regarded as a 'guarantee', and he did not 'make a big profit' from this bet.

For some people, not making money is losing money.

"Are you still dreaming?"

"Actually, you should understand to some extent! With your IQ, in this game, sooner or later, you will be cannon fodder. Why bother? Why bother?" Feng Linwen's vicious language constantly stimulated Lu Hongxiang's bottom line.

Lu Hongxiang stared at Feng Linye, his azure blue eyes seemed to be overflowing with blue water.

Being stared at by him like this, Feng Linxuan suddenly had a feeling of being forcibly pulled into reality, denying everything extraordinary.

Feng Linxen knew very well that this was Lu Hongxiang's attempt to use a method that was essentially close to spiritual suggestion, to abolish his entire power.

It's just that Lu Hongxiang obviously didn't know that Feng Linxen had been in the world of absolute materialism, and absorbed materialistic energy to condense the existence of an absolute spiritual power.

This kind of denial that forcibly pulls in 'truth' has no lethal power at all for Feng Linxen.

Compared with the denial of a world, the denial of a person is really much powerless.

However, at this time, Feng Linxuan suddenly seemed to freeze.

In the face of Lu Hongxiang's sudden attack, his whole face showed a wonderful 'performance' in an instant.

He successfully expressed entanglement, doubt, disbelief and incomprehension with rich expressions, and the performance level is very rich.

Then, there was a crisp sound of 'smack'.

Feng Linwen's whole body burst like a balloon.

It exploded together, and there was only a tiny piece of dream soil left.

Lu Hongxiang was suddenly thrown out by the aftermath of the explosion, and he was a little stunned when he faced the tumbling black pot.

"Fake? How could it be fake? My eyes... how could my eyes not see through the real and the fake? I don't believe it!" Lu Hongxiang was almost half crazy at this time.

Level 7 only... In the Galaxy Era, he was not an absolute boss, but only the role of a prince.

It's not like he hasn't lost.

But this time...he lost where he was best at.

Lu Hongxiang is dissatisfied!

He is the master of true vision!

But his eyes deceived him.

Let a shadow, an illusion, set up a stage in front of him to sing, and put him in a **** pot, and he still doesn't know how to get out of trouble.

The more Lu Hongxiang thought about it, the more angry he became, and finally he spat out a mouthful of blood, and there were cracks in his 'dao'.

The so-called transcendent idealism is a strong self-centeredness, which radiates, diffuses, and affects the outside world, thereby creating various transcendent scenes.

The higher the level, the more self-confidence and self-improvement.

Under the deception of Feng Linwan, Lu Hongxiang began to doubt himself, which was equivalent to tearing open his own way.

Distant SAR borders.

A small spirit butterfly, wrapped in a piece of dreamy soil, jumped out illusory, and then fell suddenly, turning into a continent floating in nothingness.

Feng Linwen was wearing a white suit, sitting on the sofa, with a cigar in one hand and a red wine in hand.

Just like the beginning, nothing has changed.

what on earth is it?

It's simple!

Feng Linxen's advanced primordial spirit also absorbed a large amount of the power of a strong idealistic dream, thus condensing a brand-new magical power.

Feng Linxen named it the absolute true body.

To put it simply, at a certain point, Feng Linwen left his imprint, and this imprint would be returned to Feng Linxun's real body within a certain period of time.

Before that, no matter where Feng Linxen moved actively or passively, when the time came, he would disappear like a fake body.

Lu Hongxiang has always faced the real Feng Linye~lightnovelpub.net~, so his true eyes cannot see through.

It's just that the combination of Feng Linwen's two magical powers is like the mutual circulation of the ultimate idealism and materialism, which constitutes an inexplicable mystery.

Disappears from one point, then mysteriously returns to the previous point.

This is Feng Linye's confidence.

Although he got rid of Lu Hongxiang, he has stayed at the border of the special war zone.

But Feng Lin was not relieved yet.

In fact, he knew very well... that the real challenge had only just begun.

Everything before that was just a hot spot before the real performance.

If he mistakenly regards the climax as the afterglow, then the end of the meeting will definitely be very miserable.