There are tens of millions of Dharma bodies, and you call this entry-level?

Trapped in the white fog, it was also pitch dark.

It was a feeling, the feeling that one's own existence was gradually disappearing, the limbs and torso were surrounded by the white fog, as if being swallowed by it.

This feeling was absurd, but very real.

Taking a deep breath, Nie Wushuang had an epiphany.

In the white fog, there was an invisible existence, which penetrated into the body through the white fog and competed with his own mind for control of the body.

This is probably the current situation!

If left alone, there will be big problems!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, on the panel, the damage column data quietly emerged.

On the side, the immune clone flashed, also in the white fog, unable to see clearly, but could sense it clearly and accurately.

3/100

The damage was not strong, and the blood volume did not drop much.

However, unlike the previous two times, the damage now is continuous. As long as you stay in the white fog, you will inevitably be hurt. After a dozen breaths, you will lose a little blood. Now, the damage column data is as follows.

5/100

Nie Wushuang walked forward, thinking.

Taiyi!

Tempering the body!

According to the tempering mode, the divine will of the three-legged golden crow washed itself, the flames flashed, and the invisible existence that penetrated into the body was washed away and burned cleanly. Finally, the divine will briefly formed a defense circle to keep out the unclean things.

However, this cannot last long.

Even if there is a seven-star hibiscus flower, it stores a lot of energy, but if there is no replenishment, it will eventually be exhausted.

"Woo woo..."

There was a cry in the white fog.

The cry came from all directions.

The cry was heard, and the damage data continued to rise.

Continue to use the three-legged golden crow to open the way?

Facts have proved that the effect of doing so is not very good.

For the time being, it can only passively defend, and there is no way to actively attack.

This level will not end if the guy hidden in the white fog is not solved.

Therefore, the next focus should be on how to find that guy, rather than wandering aimlessly in the white fog. It is even worse to consume a lot of energy to drive the three-legged golden crow to burn all the white fog.

In the direction of the cry?

The cry was erratic, sometimes moving, sometimes west.

Maybe?

The next moment, Nie Wushuang restrained his breath and sat cross-legged on the spot.

The three-legged golden crow left the main body and went to the martial arts clone. The entire defense circle completely dissipated, allowing the stuff in the white fog to penetrate into his body, allowing the cry to drill into the sea of ​​consciousness little by little, entangle the soul.

If you want to catch the other party, you must form a cause and effect connection.

If you keep it out, you naturally can't grasp its trace. If the other party enters your house, comes to your bedroom, and occupies your room, its whereabouts will be difficult to conceal, and it will eventually reveal its feet.

However, before catching the other party, you must endure the damage.

Snake catchers catch snakes and adopt the strategy of luring snakes out of their holes. In this process, there is a high possibility of being bitten by snakes and inevitably being attacked by toxins. If they cannot withstand it, they will die before successfully hunting.

This is the battle between snake catchers and snakes.

It has always been like this!

Now, Nie Wushuang is the snake catcher.

The weirdness in the white fog is the insidious and cunning venomous snake.

Now is the process of using the body as bait to lure the venomous snake out of the hole.

The body gradually became cold, the vitality dissipated bit by bit, and the vitality gradually dissipated. Finally, it was occupied by a dead sacrifice.

The ethereal crying also gathered from all directions and condensed together to form a crying mask.

Then, the mask fell on Nie Wushuang.

It was put on his face.

"Hehe..."

The crying turned into a snickering sound.

The crying mask was also changing, the corners of the mouth that were bent down turned up, and the crying expression turned into a weird smile like a clown.

"La La La..."

"In a small garden, plant small seeds and bloom big flowers..."

The vague and unclear nursery rhyme echoed in the white mist. In the song, Nie Wushuang, with a clown's weird smile, stood up and walked in the white mist like a puppet. After walking for a while, he came to a small wooden house.

The small wooden house is quite old and dilapidated.

The corners of the house are full of moss, and weeds can be seen occasionally. Surrounded by white mist, it feels more ethereal than the white mist.

The door is open, and the walls are covered with masks.

There are only two expressions, crying or laughing. However, even the same crying expression has subtle differences.

It's very subtle, but you can see the difference at a glance.

There are thousands of masks, each one is unique.

Nie Wushuang walked into the wooden house with stiff steps like a puppet. He stood in the middle of the wooden house and slowly turned his body.

Finally, he stopped.

His eyes fell on the wall, where there was a blank space.

"Hehe..."

Laughter rang out in the room.

On the blank space on the wall, a mask with a strange smile was slowly forming, and at the same time, Nie Wushuang's figure in the room was slowly fading.

So that's it!

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the only place that had not been tainted by the strange aura, in the half-red and half-black sun, Nie Wushuang's soul opened his eyes, the energy of the seven-star hibiscus flower was activated, and the power condensed in the martial arts clone beside him was instantly transmitted back.

The three-legged golden crow flew out from the center of his eyebrows and flapped his wings to fly.

The star-like flames fell with the flying tail feathers and fell into the wooden house. In an instant, a blazing flame burned.

"Woo woo..."

"Hee hee..."

The crying and laughing intertwined, one after another.

Masks detached from the wall and flew towards Nie Wushuang frantically, but were stained by the flames of the three-legged golden crow.

Purification!

Devour!

First, use the divine fire of the three-legged golden crow to burn the masks into the purest origin, similar to basic energy, and then use the characteristics of the seven-star hibiscus flower to devour those energies and store them in the seven-star hibiscus flower.

It's like a whale sucking water!

Thousands of masks were purified by the fire of the three-legged golden crow amid crying and laughing, and transformed into pure energy to be devoured by Nie Wushuang. The wooden house collapsed, following the footsteps of those masks. After the masks and wooden houses disappeared, the crying and laughing followed.

The white fog in the sky also dissipated without a trace.

Nie Wushuang looked around.

This place that he couldn't get out of was actually a small courtyard. There was no other facilities except a lightning-shaped covered bridge.

There was no grass in the courtyard.

This level is passed!

Nie Wushuang jumped onto the corridor bridge, crossed the yard, and came to the corner gate.

"Brother..."

Outside the corner gate, someone turned around and greeted Nie Wushuang with a smile.

The other person was wearing a white robe like Nie Wushuang, but Nie Wushuang had a purple sun embroidered on his left chest, while the other person had a short sword embroidered on his left chest.

Sword Tower!

This disciple is a disciple of the Sword Tower who participated in the trial!

On the twelfth floor of Shangjing Huafu, the Sword Tower ranks first in killing!

"Brother, the next level is difficult. Let's join forces, okay?"

The disciple of the Sword Tower said with a gentle smile.

My condition is a bit bad, and I am taking care of my baby. I am stuck, so the update will be a little late, sorry