Douluo Changed His Life with a Sword

A small piece of powder crystal made his mental strength increase by nearly [-]%.

Outrageously easy.

Of course, this doesn't mean that if you have enough resources, you can directly ascend to heaven. If this is the case, what are the ordinary players in the Terran Starfield fighting for?

Most resources have always been in the hands of a few powerful people.

The reason why the player's blade can do this is only because

The level barrier has been broken, and what is needed now is accumulation, so it can be unimpeded all the way.

But lying on the bed Zhu Zhuqing can't do it, the powder crystal in her hand has not been completely absorbed.

Just a little lighter in color.

But Dao Feng knew that this was already her limit, if she forcibly absorbed it, the little cat would become a silly cat.

Dao Feng sat by the bed, ready to strike at any time.

When he saw Zhu Zhuqing slowly opened his eyes, he nodded secretly, a little relieved.

Knowing how to advance and retreat is an extremely precious quality that can help people live longer.

"How does it feel?"

Zhu Zhuqing sat up abruptly.

"Feng, my dream pupil has evolved!"

The excitement on her face was hard to hide.

"It's good news, but what's the effect of the evolved Dream Eye? Can there be a qualitative change?" Dao Feng smiled.

Zhu Zhuqing took a deep breath, and the expression on his face calmed down a bit: "The effect has increased by at least [-]%! And it can be used on group targets!"

Daofeng nodded in satisfaction: "Very good, but I hope Zhuqing will not let your mental power be limited to soul skills."

"Spiritual power is a very powerful force. If it is used properly, it will not be weaker than soul skills in terms of detection, attack, and confusion."

Zhu Zhuqing knew what he meant, but—how should I use it?

And she doesn't seem to be able to take the initiative to strengthen her mental power now.

"Feng, what should I do?"

She stared at the blade, the excitement on her face disappeared, and her eyes were full of desire for power.

Dao Feng smiled, he liked the look in her eyes now.

A delicate and flawless jade finger pointed at the center of Zhu Zhuqing's eyebrows.

"Be careful."

Zhu Zhuqing didn't know what he was going to do, but she had absolute trust in him.

As long as you don't have that weird feeling again.

Thinking of the feeling of being shy, she felt a little ashamed.

The situation was as he wished, not that weird feeling, but it was definitely not what she wanted.

pain! !

Excruciating pain! !

Indescribable pain! !

Zhu Zhuqing felt like his head was about to split open!

But inexplicably, she saw a lot of strange pictures, and a familiar voice explained the mystery.

Her smooth eyebrows were deeply wrinkled in pain, and the expression on her face was a bit ferocious.

But she gritted her silver teeth tightly, and her body never wavered for a moment.

The pain gradually faded away, and her consciousness began to blur. She saw a white figure like a dream. That face was so familiar, but it was not like him. Those eyes seemed to be boundless holes, filled with Nothingness, expressionless, lifeless.

But it must be him.

"Front..."

She stretched out to get closer to him, but everything in front of her eyes suddenly shattered, and he returned to nothingness together.

A flat and emotionless voice sounded from nowhere, maybe from a certain direction, maybe from all directions.

She knew it was his voice, but it sounded so strange and creepy.

The surrounding space changes, and pictures that have never been seen or heard before appear.

On top of the vast ancient trees soaring into the clouds, a white figure with a knife floated.

"The soul is the foundation of life, and the body is the carrier of the soul. The two seem to be interdependent and indispensable, but they are not."

"The body cannot live without the soul, this is true, but the soul cannot live without the body, this is false."

"..."

The more she was immersed in those bible-like knowledge, the more she was shocked.