At the end of the Northern Song Dynasty as a god stick

() "What, it's been so long?" Chen Zhenghe's heart was shocked, and the strength in his hands relaxed a little.

Wen Fei saw that something was going on, and immediately said: "Of course, the Northern Song Dynasty was wiped out by the Jin people, that is, the Jurchens. The Southern Song Dynasty was also wiped out by the Mongols, and your old enemy has already finished playing... As long as you live, uh , in the end, you are the real winner!"

The man didn't listen to Wen Fei's gibberish at all, but kept muttering to himself: "The Zhao family is dead just like that...it's just so dead..."

Wen Fei thought to himself that this old ghost is not crazy, it's better that way, it's better to feel that life has nothing to love, and end it by himself.Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Zhenghe laughed loudly: "It's fine to die, there is no need to take revenge. I can just...become a fairy!"

As soon as the words "Cheng Xian Li Dao" came out, Wen Fei felt an extremely awe-inspiring force and suppressed it.That kind of power was full of terror, and Wen Fei was so crushed that he almost knelt down with almost no ability to react.

Chen Zhenghe stared at Wen Fei with a strange green light in his eyes.Wen Fei was terrified and struggled hard.But it felt as if the whole body was restrained by an invisible force, and he could no longer move a centimeter.That green light carried will, and wanted to drill deep into his mind.This feeling is similar to when Ri was in Luomaji, and when the fan monks of Xixia attacked him.The difference is that this old ghost's power is stronger than that of the fan monk, and he drilled straight into his head, as if he wanted to control him.

Wen Fei resisted desperately, chanting the Qingjing Sutra in his mouth.But it felt dark in front of his eyes, as if he had come to a boundless dark space.A Taoist priest floated in it, and said with a sneer, "You don't need to bother to resist, a boy with low mana like you. You haven't even opened up the sea of ​​consciousness... Hey, there are even guardian gods!"

As soon as Wen Fei's neck became hot, a faint golden light appeared in the darkness, and a general in ancient armor appeared.Holding a big knife, he yelled coldly: "Where did you come from the demons and ghosts, don't quit quickly. I will spare your life!"

The Taoist priest was not afraid at all, and showed a ridiculous expression: "Which school is this god general enshrined, and actually found a wild ghost to fill in? Let me go..."

With a wave of the Taoist's sleeve, Wen Fei's biggest support, suddenly there was a muffled thunder-like sound from his neck, and the thunder mark hanging on his neck exploded.At the same time, the gods dissipated the light that had turned into bits and pieces.

Wen Fei was so frightened that the souls of the dead frightened, this old ghost was too cruel.Even the Thunder Seal made by Ge Erlang can be solved so easily...

When things come to this, you can only work hard.Wen Fei has a desperate heart.This is within one's own consciousness, as long as one's will is strong enough, this old ghost will never succeed.

Wen Fei conceived the image of Emperor Zhenwu, hoping to use the power of Emperor Zhenwu to help deal with this old ghost, and prayed in his heart: Great Emperor, I also helped you with a small favor.You can't do nothing!

"Huh..." The old ghost let out a surprised voice: "Which god is this? We have never seen it before? But trying to resist me like this is simply wishful thinking."

Following the voice of the old ghost, a god appeared in Wen Fei's consciousness, wearing a crowned robe and holding a jade seal in his hand, surrounded by hundreds of ghosts, rushing out of the infinite world with just one finger. The counting ghost army, wearing armor, rushed towards the Emperor Zhenwu that Wen Fei visualized.

Wen Fei gritted his teeth fiercely, but found that now he couldn't feel the existence of his body at all.This is a battle of consciousness, everything is the illusion of the mind.Wen Fei quickly gave up the visualization of Emperor Zhenwu, and came out by himself, holding a Gatling six-barrel cannon in his hand, holding it with one hand in a blue wave posture, and pouring out thousands of rounds of bullets in an instant Come.

The countless ferocious ghost army pouring out from the feet of the gods on the opposite side were beaten into a sieve before they approached.But those ghost soldiers were not afraid of life and death, and still rushed over continuously.

This is a battle between consciousness, whether it is a ghost army or a machine gun, it is all transformed by consciousness.It's all about your own spirit.The old ghost let out a surprised voice: "What magic weapon is this?"

Although this old ghost is powerful, he is an old ghost who has been dead for thousands of years after all.Thoughts are naturally inferior to the endless imagination of modern people. In the old ghost's opinion, only real things can be transformed into consciousness.

But Wen Fei believes that things that exist can be transformed into illusions.For example, now, when Wen Fei realized this and all this was just an illusion in his heart, suddenly a sheri bow of Houyi god came out in his hand, and an arrow shot towards the god like a shooting star.

In the battle of consciousness, it is not only whose spirit is stronger.And who else has a richer imagination, Wen Fei believes that when this arrow is shot, it will destroy the sun, and in his consciousness, this arrow has such a huge power. The sheri arrow turned into a three-legged golden crow covered with sun flames, and amidst the old ghost's horrified screams, it wanted to completely burn it into nothingness.

The old ghost screamed, and threw out the big seal in his hand, and when the two touched, they immediately disappeared two by two.

Wen Fei sneered: "See how many seals you have left?" He wanted to mobilize the most powerful magic weapon in his heart.

All of a sudden, this dark space of consciousness turned into an endless sea, setting off endless wind and waves, one wave after another of monstrous waves emerged.The old ghost finally showed seriousness, stretched out a finger, and shouted: "Sure!"

The wind and waves all over the sky did not know how they were born, all settled down and turned into gentle and calm sea water.

However, the space finally vibrated, and countless sea waters were churning like boiling water. The old ghost finally showed a look of fear, and shouted: "No, it's impossible. I..."

Wen Fei didn't even hear the following words clearly, every vibration.It was as if a huge bomb exploded in his mind... Then Wen Fei felt the presence of his body, extremely weak, and his head was in pain as if it was about to explode.This is the sequelae of excessive mental exhaustion.Immediately, he was so shocked that his vision went dark, and he passed out...

"Where are you going, Yaodao?" A thunderous voice exploded in Wen Fei's mind.

In a coma, Wen Fei's eyes spun rapidly, and one nightmare after another kept appearing in his mind.

I saw a tall and thin Taoist priest with disheveled hair, surrounded by a group of officers and soldiers in embarrassment.These ancient soldiers were all wearing red clothes, which made Wen Fei look familiar. They seemed to be the military uniforms of the Song Dynasty.