Nine hundred and eighty-eighth chapter long drive straight into two
Groups of Praetorian Guards ran quickly past him, and then divided into two sides. Their eyes were blank and they pointed guns at each other.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
A large number of laser beams pass by each other.
Corpses pierced and burned by lasers fell to the ground one after another.
With Lin Xin as the center, an invisible huge circular force field enveloped a large area around it.
All people within this range will be affected by the force field even if they have a tight martial arts ring.
It can only barely weaken Lin Xin's visual control a little, which may be okay for ordinary illusion masters.
For Lin Xin at this moment, it is basically nothing.
No one said anything, which shows the strict system of the Guards.
A large number of corpses fell, and more clone soldiers poured out.
Then they rushed around Lin Xin and committed suicide one after another.
When he reached the gate of the first level, hundreds of corpses were already lying densely around him.
Whether they are elites or ordinary soldiers, they are meaningless in front of him.
Lin Xin finally stopped and looked up at the gate on the slope ahead.
There stood a strong man holding a mechanical sword.
"I couldn't believe it when I received the order." The big man general licked his mouth and looked at the miserable battlefield around him.
"I didn't expect that the one who caused the rebellion would be such a mere teenage martial artist.
I have been guarding the palace for so many years, and this is the first time I have encountered such a bizarre thing today."
"It is said that those guarding the imperial palace are the three strongest martial artists selected in the entire empire. I wonder which one you are?"
Lin Xin said calmly.
"Long Jundao, Li Si."
The big man stood up straight, and a terrifying and powerful scorching force field suddenly spread around his body.
He paid his respects to Lin Xin again with the etiquette of a martial arts master.
This is a battle between martial arts masters.
Lin Xin narrowed his eyes. A deeper force field suddenly spread around his body again.
"Ten illusory flows, Xu Hong."
"Hahahaha!! It's interesting!!"
Li Si laughed wildly.
"Back then, I was dissatisfied with the emperor's military administration, so I broke into the emperor's palace alone and was captured, but now I have to face another martial artist who broke into the palace!!!"
"Get out of the way, you are no match for me." Lin Xin said calmly.
"How do you know I can't beat you before I take action??"
Li Si sneered.
Lin Xin sighed softly.
Slowly walked past Li Si.
Li Si, however, didn't seem to notice anything strange at all. He still glared at Lin Xin's original position and muttered something.
Lin Xin was allowed to walk past him without any notice.
When passing by Li Si, Lin Xin gently raised his hand and placed it between his eyebrows.
When he walked more than ten meters away, a crisp sound suddenly came from behind him.
Chi!
A stream of red and white liquid shot out directly from the center of Li Sim's eyebrows, which was a mixture of brain plasma and blood.
His face was full of confusion, and he didn't seem to notice what happened at all, so he fell directly to the ground.
"Do you know what you just did?"
A gloomy voice came from in front of Lin Xin again.
"Ten Illusion Styles, even with the phaseless reincarnation, it is impossible to kill a martial artist so easily."
A silver-haired man wrapped in black clothes rose from under the floor tiles in front of Lin Xin.
Lin Xin's footsteps stopped.
His force field is emitted all the time, and the other party can actually see and find himself accurately.
Obviously, the opponent is truly immune to his celestial field.
Lin Xin didn't say anything, but carefully looked at the man in front of him.
"The Intelligence Bureau has given information that you are the strongest genius in the history of Jugenryu. You have mastered the formless reincarnation to an unprecedented level.
I would like to learn how powerful the highest level of formless reincarnation is." The man in black said coldly.
"Nine heavens destroy the earth flow?"
Lin Xin saw the opponent's approach.
"Nine heavens destroy the earth, Lu Yu."
The man in black stretched out his right palm, and strands of black steel wire flew out of his hand and began to rotate in circles around it.
"Back then, I defeated your master Yun He with only two moves. I hope you can hold on a little longer."
"oh?"
Lin Xin's eyebrows moved slightly.
"Black Ring Luck!"
Lu Meng's figure suddenly melted into the air, as if his whole person had disappeared.
There is no breath around, and even the celestial field has completely disappeared.
Even the large amount of steel wires he emanates are invisible.
Lin Xin didn't pay attention to him. Instead, he slowly held the hilt of the sword at his waist.
Gently pull out the sword blade.
hiss....
The sword was pulled out of its scabbard and laid across in front of him.
In an instant, the silver sword's body glowed brightly, as if what Lin Xin had pulled out was not a sword, but a world of colorful light.
The dazzling colorful light was like the sun, exploding on the spot in the blink of an eye, drowning all the colors around it.
Lu Rong was already behind Lin Xin at this time, and was about to strike when he suddenly felt a stab in front of his eyes.
Countless colorful lights flashed in front of my eyes, and everything in front of me lost my vision in an instant.
He thrust forward based on his feeling.
But it was still empty.
"What is this...?"
Lu Heng took back the dagger and steel wire and looked around blankly.
He was standing in the middle of a boundless sea of red flowers, with no one around him.
At a glance, the sea of blood-red flowers has no edge and stretches endlessly to the end of the field of vision.
"It's an illusion, it must be the trick of Xu Hong from before!"
His heart sank, knowing that he had been tricked.
"This is the original world."
A calm voice came from behind him.
It was Lin Xin.
Lu Meng turned around suddenly and looked towards the direction from which the sound came.
Lin Xinzheng was also standing in the sea of flowers not far away, holding the hilt of his sword and watching him quietly.
Lu Heng had a ferocious face, and he had fought many illusion-type warriors, so he knew that once he fell into the opponent's illusion, it would be an extremely dangerous situation.
He must find a way to get out of here.
"It's just a fantasy! It's all fake!!"
"Fake...."
Lin Xin's face is plain.
"In this world, how can one distinguish the true from the false..."
"die!!"
Lu Heng waved his hand suddenly, and countless steel wires suddenly flew out from Lin Xin's side, cutting him into countless pieces in the blink of an eye.
"This is a real world created by weaving with your five senses."
An intact Lin Xin walked out from behind him.
"Don't you understand... the moment you enter here, the outcome is already doomed."
"I!!"
Lu's face became ferocious, and he actually felt that something was wrong.
But he didn't want to believe it or think about it.
"Go to hell! Go to hell!!"
He frantically manipulated the wire and dagger to cut Lin Xin into countless pieces again.
...........
Lin Xin looked at Lu Yu calmly.
Watch as the light in his eyes gradually dims.
His skin began to age rapidly, his back began to curve, and his originally silver short hair quickly lost its luster.
This is the manipulation of the sense of time.
The power of the seventh level of formless reincarnation has reached an incredible level.
Plop.
Lu Heng knelt down on the ground, lowered his head, and lost any breath.
He is dead.
All the energy and spirit in his whole body has completely disappeared. His physiological functions believe that he has reached the end of his life. All his internal organs have dried up, his cells have aged, his telomeres have broken, and he will never die again.
Lin Xin walked slowly past him, passed through the checkpoint, and went directly to the Emperor's Palace.
He gently put the long sword in his hand back into the scabbard.
"Huh?"
Suddenly he let out a light sigh, as if he had discovered something.
"The original world... actually didn't disappear!"
Lin Xin opened his eyes wide and stared closely at the fiery red flower mark that appeared on the sword.
It was an illusory world created by him using his own power to manipulate Lu Bang's five senses - the original world.
It was a fantasy world that only existed in Lu Heng's mind.
But now, Lu Heng is dead, but it is still there.
"The original world...the world...illusion."
Countless thoughts flashed through Lin Xin's eyes in an instant.
He closed his eyes slightly for a moment, then opened them again.
Lin Xin strode forward.
He seemed to understand something that was hidden deep in countless rules.
The ninth sense is the ultimate existence of the universe, time and space, countless puzzles and the path of ignorance.
It is the root that can answer everything.
Some religions classify it as the tenth sense or even a higher definition.
Some call it the ultimate answer to the universe.
Others worship the things derived from it.
All these are just different classification systems. But in the final analysis, they are all the same thing, a question, and an answer that may not exist.
Now, Lin Xin seems to have a slight answer.
.....................
Emperor's Palace.
The emperor looked at the virtual projection in front of him with ashen eyes.
Huang Ying died, and died without a sound. Less than half a minute after seeing Xu Hong again, he stood motionless, and then aged strangely and rapidly, until he knelt on the ground and lost all the breath of life.
The empress has a special device in her hand that controls the emperor's shadow, but the data and status displayed by the device at this time are all zero.
Without the breath of life, naturally there is nothing.
"Can anyone tell me what's going on!?"
The emperor and the empress looked at the few martial arts masters who had just been recruited from the palace.
"Don't tell me that Huang Ying was killed by Xu Hong's son. How can a little guy who has been practicing for more than ten years kill a top martial artist like Huang Ying who has been practicing for hundreds of years? Don't be kidding!!"
Several people present were all top-notch martial artists.
But facing the process of Huang Ying's death in the picture, everyone felt very nervous.
"Back to Your Highness, this is indeed caused by martial arts hallucination."
A white-haired martial artist answered with his hands raised.
"I once heard that when the hallucination reaches the extreme level, it can deceive the body's own cell mitochondria, allowing it to accelerate metabolism countless times and consume a huge amount of vitality in a very short period of time."
"But such methods only exist in classics. In theory, such a situation is impossible in reality..."
"Xu Hong is known as the number one master of the Ten Illusion Styles, and he is a top expert who has practiced Wuxiang Samsara to unprecedented heights.
It is not impossible to do this..."
Another person said helplessly.
"Then, who is going to kill him!"
The emperor and empress felt a little headache.
Countless major events in the empire require her to control the overall situation, and now an unexpected variable pops up inexplicably. A small trouble is about to approach her.
"I thought that ordinary martial arts masters would no longer be able to match this person.
Although the Jugenryu is a small sect, its secret cultivation has reached an extremely high level and is capable of defeating thousands of armies."
The white-haired martial artist bowed and said.
"Huang Ying can't do it. There is not much difference in strength between the few of us here, and we can't stop him either. The only way is to ask a martial arts master to take action personally."... Friends who are reading, you can search "", that is