Infinite Road Warrior Road

"who are you?"

Wang Zongchao asked indifferently, but did not act immediately, but the vigilance in his heart had reached the limit.Although the opponent was fighting in front of him in vain, Wang Zongchao couldn't lock his aura at all, and he didn't know whether it was an illusion or a real person for a while.

The boy on the opposite side was spotlessly clean, with a cute and pleasant face. He seemed to have been asleep for thousands of years, and he felt novelty and excitement about everything around him.He looked at Wang Zongchao with interest with such innocent and pure eyes, and a smile appeared on his face.

"It's really amazing that you can see me directly! Originally, you should directly see what you fear most, what you are least willing to face, and what you want to avoid the most, just like the little girl with a fragile heart just now. However, I can't see the depths of your heart clearly for a while, so what should I do?"

Boundless blazing light filled the surroundings again, and Wang Zongchao fired the Luminous Wave Fist again. The strong light flooded and illuminated every space around him. No matter the opponent was a real person or a ghost phantom, he would tear down all ghost tricks with absolute power.

But unexpectedly, stronger rays of light reflected back from all directions, and they all converged on Wang Zongchao in return.Compared with the previous large-scale radiation, the power of this concentrated light counterattack is several times stronger.

"Sure enough, this trick was broken! But how did you do it?"

Fortunately, Wang Zongchao's uranium crystal battle body instantly crystallized and became transparent, allowing most of the reflected strong light to pass through the body without any hindrance, and did not suffer any damage. When is it already in a maze of countless mirrors, up and down, left and right, front and back, inside and outside, layer upon layer, countless mirrors of different distances and distances fill the field of vision, no wonder the strong light will all reflect back.The figure of the boy keeps replicating itself, at first one, two, three, then ten, twenty, thirty—there are as many boys as there are mirrors, and the boys in the mirrors hold Holding a fully drawn bloody longbow, thousands of red arrows pointed at Wang Zongchao from all directions.

Wang Zongchao, who became the target of everyone's criticism, froze for a moment. He would not be afraid if it was an ordinary arrow. Mang and murderous intent.

Although Wang Zongchao, a blood arrow with such power, could easily cut it open with a swing of a knife, it did not mean that he could take a hit without any damage.And if tens of thousands of Alexanders fired such a blood arrow at the same time, even if Wang Zongchao was ten times stronger, he would definitely die so that there was not even a scum left!

Only one of them must be true.But which one is real?Which is the phantom again?Wang Zongchao couldn't tell the difference at all!

The boy's finger holding the string suddenly loosened, and in the thousandth of a second before this movement and the previous one were handed over, Wang Zongchao had disappeared in place, moving faster than a meteor, faster than lightning, but the turning trajectory was faster than Luohong Piaoxue is even more unpredictable!At the same time, a pair of "War God Battle Armor" that exudes an extremely strong and thick texture has also clearly appeared on his body.Before the arrow arrived, countless icy and piercing auras had already penetrated Wang Zongchao from different directions.

It was the smell of death, with ghosts and gods crying at night, the world changing color and the bleakness and extinction!

This is no longer a simple rain of arrows, but a storm of blood and death that is so dense that it can completely block the line of sight, crush and tear everything apart.

The Valkyrie battle armor instantly collapsed!

A large amount of blood gushed out from between Wang Zongchao's clenched teeth, and he couldn't stop it.

All the blood arrows collapsed and disappeared along with the Valkyrie battle armor, only one remained.

And this arrow was precisely and deeply nailed into Wang Zongchao's left chest, where his heart was!

At the moment when the arrow was hit, the vicious blood energy and murderous aura brought by each blood arrow were all the same real and deadly, almost making Wang Zongchao think that all the blood arrows were real!

If it was all true, who and what could block a blow from dozens or hundreds of blood dukes?How could it be blocked?

Just a momentary thought caused Wang Zongchao's Valkyrie armor to collapse.It is only because the Valkyrie battle armor is a gathering of beliefs, and it is firmly believed that if it is not broken, it will not be broken, otherwise... the moment before the Valkyrie battle armor collapsed and thousands of arrows pierced through the body, Wang Zongchao relied on his subtle insight and sensitivity to judge at the critical moment of life and death. Find out the truth of it.

But it's a pity that the only real arrow pierced through the chest with a cruel accuracy.At least the Blood Arrow of the Duke level, when Wang Zongchao lost his Valkyrie armor due to the illusion, and his internal strength was scattered, it is undoubtedly impossible to completely defend against it with the body alone. It's too much for the flesh, but it has touched the heart.If Wang Zongchao hadn't moved his heart a little to the right at the critical moment, he might have passed through his heart and died at this time.

But even so, the vicious corrosive power of the blood energy is still crazily eroding and spreading from the part where the arrow was hit to the surroundings. Wang Zongchao only felt that his left lung seemed to be rotten into a pile of meat paste, his ribs and muscles became softer and softer, and his heart also softened rapidly. The beating became weaker and weaker, but the blood in the whole body seemed to seep into countless sharp needles, and the strangely accelerated boiling torrent almost broke through the blood vessels and rushed out.

His complexion was terribly pale: his expression was distorted by pain, the thick blood vessels and veins covered his face like a spider web, but the rest of his skin was horribly pale, and the blood flowed from his mouth...

For a while, he could only frantically use his internal energy to resist the diluted blood energy, relying on the way of coexistence of internal energy and blood energy that he had figured out many years ago, barely maintained a fragile balance, and hanged his life...

"Awesome, I thought you would turn into a hedgehog directly, but I didn't expect you to be able to identify fake arrows in time!" The boy applauded repeatedly and praised.

What he said is actually quite good. The illusion has reached this level and it can be called "the fake is the real and the real is the fake". If Wang Zongchao can't tell the real from the fake in time, even a fake arrow can exert real lethality!

"The only thing that makes me wonder now is: how long can you hold on without falling?"

The boys in the thousands of mirrors don't kill any more, but just leisurely look at their desperate opponents.The corners of the perfect lips evoked cruel arcs, like a beautiful picture scroll, like a hard and ruthless stone statue, like the god of death rising from hell to control life and death.

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The solemn and sacred chanting of scriptures, accompanied by the noise of fighting, killing, and screams, gradually spread into the manor like a tide.

Blessed by the scriptures, a group of priestly exorcists in black became more brave, holding silver-plated weapons, and rushed to kill the enemy on the opposite side.

With the long sword swung, the blood bloomed in the night sky like a flower, and the thicker red particles floated in the air, blurring the vision.The dead vampires were turned into dusty powder, which fell in the flames of the candles.The candlelight flickered the bloody faces of human beings.

"No vampire above the Viscount level has appeared, something is wrong!" The smoother the battle, the more Du Moskang frowned. "It seems that these low-level vampires were given to us on purpose."

Soon, all the vampires in the front hall were wiped out, and the priests rushed to the deeper part of the castle. Unlike the bright lights in the front hall, there was a darkness without any lights, and there was a layer of holy light everywhere. The miasma that cannot be dispelled is tasteless and lingering.

When the fastest person is submerged in this cloud-like miasma, he can't see anything clearly. As far as he can see, there is darkness, and everything in his vision is blurred and indistinct, as if he is in the middle of the sky. Strangely twisted, there seems to be some eerie ghost, wandering in dark corners, waiting for an opportunity to pounce on people.

This is an inexplicable atmosphere that can arouse the sense of terror and anxiety in the depths of the human heart to the greatest extent. Even the most daring and most devout priests feel chills in their hearts.

"Stop, all back!"

Dumoscon shouted orders, and at the same time told the accompanying priest: "Build the holy shelter immediately! Everyone must ensure that they are in the shelter and advance layer by layer!"

Immediately, a group of people did what they were told, like a group of decoration workers, first poured holy water around, then nailed crosses on the ground, and wrote Bible verses on the walls.Even famous religious paintings such as "Genesis", "The Last Supper" and "Glory of Christ" are hung.

"Lord of heaven, your faithful servant here calls your name. Draw your emblem with my hand, commune with your spirit with my heart, sing your glory with my voice, I blend with your strength with my blood; I piously ask you to send down your holy light to embrace all things in the world, purify all filth, warm the people of God, and redeem all forgotten and polluted souls in the world... Amen."

As more than a dozen priests chanted in unison, the holy light, pure as jade and as bright as the morning sun, shrouded all directions, and the gloom and terror all around disappeared.The previously gloomy blood clan lair is now like a holy church in the morning light under the holy light.The seemingly soft divine radiance pierced the darkness in front of them like countless sharp swords, piercing the shadows in everyone's heart.

However, the darkness only retreated, but it didn't completely disappear. Deeper in the castle, there was still a deep-rooted shadow.People can only move forward slowly while arranging the holy shelter.

"Mr. Zhang, please be patient!"

Du Mosikang suddenly put his arms around Zhang Enbo's shoulders, preventing him from leaving the team and going forward alone.

"My lord priest, with all due respect, your movements are too slow, and I still have a companion inside."

Zhang Enbo's anxiety was palpable. There was no sound of fighting in front of him, and there was a dead silence, which gave him an ominous premonition.

"But you still have to be patient, you can't do anything without the protection of the Lord!"

Dumoscon warned in a deep voice: "In that evil darkness, every trace of terror, every trace of evil thought, and every trace of negative emotion deep in your heart will be infinitely magnified and become a terrible monster that devours you. I am in a hurry It doesn't matter if you die, but I can't just watch you become the bait of darkness, or even become a puppet that kills your own people in turn!"

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Sweeping with one knife, all armies will be changed, mountains and seas will be divided, and there will be nowhere to go.

Countless mirrors emerged one after another, and then shattered into powder. The scattered countless small mirrors, reflecting the frozen smile of the boy, dissipated into the void.

"You... did this?"

In the remaining intact mirrors, the smile on the boy's face finally disappeared, and his tone began to be somewhat stunned and surprised.

"So it's all fake!"

Wang Zongchao's whole body has returned to normal, the Valkyrie battle armor has reappeared, and he has held the "Wanjun" sword in his hand, but there are still bloodstains on his body.

It turned out that countless blood arrows before were all fake, including the last blood arrow that stabbed Wang Zongchao!But the last blood arrow was really terrifying, it could even fool Wang Zongchao's subtle perception.

Wang Zongchao was troubled by blood energy for a long time, and finally researched to decompose it into pure life force and spiritual power, and dissolved all the blood energy in his body through the achievement of "War God Iron Blood Battle Armor".So in the critical situation, he can only try to use this method again.

However, the decomposed blood energy was completely turned into nothingness. Wang Zongchao was completely unable to extract a trace of spiritual power that he could use for himself, so he realized that something was wrong.

With this trace of doubt, he was freed from the illusion of being seriously injured and dying with his firm will, but part of the damage caused by the vivid illusion still remained on his body, although he had begun to recover.

Looking closely at the root cause, Wang Zongchao discovered that the source of this illusion was actually just the result of infinite replication and amplification of the memory left by Alexander's only blood arrow attack that posed a certain threat to him and a sense of deterrence.

This is an unbelievable mental attack. In comparison, Zhang Jie's "suggestive eye" is more than a little bit worse.

"All attacks are hallucinations, and even the hallucinations have to be manifested with the help of my own memory. I'm afraid this guy doesn't have any real attack ability at all!"

Wang Zongchao knew it in his heart, he kept his heart in his heart, but his hands didn't stop at all. The "Wanjun" magic knife swirled around his body, turning into a bigger and bigger one, containing the destructive thought of smashing everything and the majestic murderous aura of thousands of troops and horses. The gigantic whirlwind swept mirror after mirror into pieces.

The boy seemed to be at the end of his skills, without any means of counterattack and coping, just sitting helplessly watching the mirror being shattered side by side.

I don't know how long it took, Wang Zongchao couldn't see any mirror, not even a single fragment, nothing left, only a vast, boundless and deep void, except for the shrill wind that seemed to echo in his ears , nothing left!

There is nothing but yourself, no way out, no hope, nothing but eternal loneliness and emptiness, it seems... nothing.

When you do everything possible to overcome all pain and destroy all enemies, but nothing greets you, how helpless and hopeless this is!

Wang Zongchao was not in a hurry to look for a way out, to find a way to crack it.Having already had a similar experience, he is very clear that he has been pulled into the depths of his inner consciousness, even deeper than what Professor X did in the amazing world.

In this chaotic state, space and time have lost their meaning, and it is absolutely impossible for him to find the boundary of this world, and it is very likely that the real time has only passed for a moment, but thousands of years have passed in the world of consciousness, no matter how firm he is. His will must be driven mad by this, and then be exhausted and completely turned into chaos.

"What a powerful blood prince, he is indeed the legendary existence with the power close to God!" Wang Zongchao lamented the unbelievable ability of the enemy, and then looked down at himself: "However, even God can't deprive me of my own existence!"

Just like in the tomb of the Scorpion King, even though there is Anubis' supreme power to deprive the entrants of their power, the purest life force cannot be deprived from the most original soul belief.

May kill, but cannot take away!

Because soul and body are the essence of a person's existence!Let alone a martial artist like Wang Zongchao, the connection between soul and body has reached the point of being completely inseparable.

"Even though the world in front of me is nothingness, even though I can no longer perceive the real world, human beings are inherently small worlds with endless mysteries that are worth spending endless time exploring."

Wang Zongchao quickly calmed down, his mind was extremely quiet, he sat down slowly, and looked inside himself.

"And my martial art still exists!"

As soon as the words fell, the martial arts armor on Wang Zongchao's body suddenly split, and he split into dozens or hundreds of himself, each practicing a set of martial arts.

This is the full use of the heart of "Please God Dafa", and now it is the world of consciousness, so everything can be embodied.

The martial arts that Wang Zongchao knew in his life, the martial arts before entering the main god's space, the martial arts learned from the main god's space exchange, the martial arts of different strengths given by Qin Zhuiyu, the martial arts learned from exchanges with Gao Xiangjinglin and others Martial arts, martial arts learned from watching and imitating in actual combat, incomplete martial arts ideas in Guandi's belief in divine power, self-created martial arts...

All martial arts, each practiced and participated in detail, and competed with each other, comparing each other's superiority, survival of the fittest, discarding the false and preserving the true, and all the defeated Wang Zongchao disappeared.

As time goes by, there are fewer and fewer Wang Zongchao left, but the martial arts they deduce become more and more subtle and mysterious.However, in contrast, their eyes became more and more cold and rational, as if there was no human emotion other than martial arts...

But the original Wang Zongchao has been sitting cross-legged and self-examination, every muscle, every bone, every piece of nerve; heart, liver, spleen, lung, kidney, five internal organs; gallbladder, stomach, large intestine, small intestine, bladder, triple burner, six internal organs ; and the subtle flow of energy between each other, Wang Zongchao has insight into the subtleties and can control them freely...

Going deeper like this, it has already begun to step into the cellular level, involving the cellular consciousness that contains endless dark animality...

Wang Zongchao is very patient, but another hidden secret consciousness seems to be more patient, waiting for Wang Zongchao to reveal the deepest hidden dark evil thoughts and spiritual weaknesses.