The change in the vision was immediately noticed by Feng Bingwen. After all, it was related to his future achievements and was closely related to himself.
"What's this?"
Feng Bingwen couldn't help but frown. The evolution of the vision was probably nothing bad, but it was too inexplicable. He didn't like this kind of passivity.
"Demon-Eating Thorn Flower!"
A gorgeous sea of flowers appeared in the chaotic fog, but under the sea of flowers, there were countless thick vines as thick as dragons and pythons, with sharp thorns growing on them. Deeper, there was even a human figure standing.
Just when Feng Bingwen remembered the name of this spiritual plant and planned to find someone to inquire about it after he went out, his vision changed again.
The giant egg floating in the mist of chaos smashed into the sea of flowers that was incompatible with his vision. Countless petals instantly disappeared into ashes, revealing the ferocious thorns and vines below.
However, these vines rose up one after another, wrapping around the giant egg, trying to drive it away or even crush it. However, before they could get close, they were broken inch by inch, then shattered, and finally turned into blue mist, which was absorbed by the giant egg.
This was a "war" that shocked Feng Bingwen. The core of his vision, the giant egg that gave birth to the "Kaitian Divine Man", was nibbling away at that inexplicable manifestation in a unique way.
The sea of flowers emerges.
Even though the numerous vines growing out of that sea of flowers were extremely ferocious and even far more terrifying than the ones in front of him, they still had no power to resist in the face of the devouring giant eggs.
And at the end, when the sea of flowers dissipated, the figure at the deepest part of the sea of flowers was finally touched.
She suddenly raised her head. It was obviously just a blurry outline in the vision, but at that moment, her gaze made Feng Bingwen feel frightened, as if a disaster was about to happen at any time.
However, this feeling did not last long, because the giant egg still rolled down without hesitation, directly crushing the figure, and then happily devoured it.
The moment he was crushed, Feng Bingwen could clearly feel a strange emotion.
How dare you bully me like this!
It is a kind of frustration and anger similar to that of a tiger falling flat and being bullied by a dog, or a dragon swimming diving and being teased by a shrimp.
"..."
Feng Bingwen's expression was subtle. The main reason why he originally evolved this vision was because he had a lot of Tao insights in a special state. Coupled with his previous life's knowledge, he evolved this phenomenon naturally.
This realm of chaos.
What he wanted to evolve was actually derived from the "Pangu opened up the world" that he had learned in elementary school. However, as a certain god commented, it was "empty and big, with only its own form."
He couldn't evolve the horrific scene that created the world at all. He could only evolve a weak chaos and a giant egg that gave birth to the "Celestial God-Man".
But even so, his visions are enough to be ranked as immortals, not for anything else, just because there is chaos in his visions, and the existences bred in chaos, no matter whether they existed in the past or not, they are still there in the future.
In the fight of magic, he will definitely not be inferior to any monks of the same realm.
But now, in his vision, he extracted something from a seed that was most likely passed down from ancient times, and swallowed it. Look at the sound sleep of the Heaven-Building God who is sleeping in the giant egg, and is not even as good as a baby.
From his appearance, he knew that he had probably gained a lot of benefits, although he had no actual feelings.
Such changes are inseparable from him, because this vision is completely deduced based on his own knowledge, concepts, and understanding of the Tao. He can deceive other people, but he cannot deceive himself.
The comment made by the man of God is actually not wrong. How can he, a mere mortal, deduce such a level of vision? His knowledge, experience, and understanding are completely insufficient to support it. There are huge innate deficiencies.
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But Feng Bingwen knows that if one is born deficient, one can make up for it later in life. To put it more simply, if something is lacking, then eat whatever is lacking.
It is a very simple and simple truth, even farmers who have never read books know it.
Is the vision empty and big? Then go devour those Tao and principles that can make up for these shortcomings. What is lacking in nature can be made up for by seeking external things the day after tomorrow. Why feel wronged?
Feng Bingwen recalled that he only remembered that this was what he thought at the beginning, and at the moment, his thoughts seemed to have affected his vision, causing some changes that he himself was not aware of.
The Demon-Eating Thorn Flower probably contains special Qi that can benefit the Chaos Vision, allowing the Chaos Qi in the Vision to react to it, and even strengthen its body in a short period of time, causing it to deviate.
It's just that after devouring that unknowable and unsearchable thing, we didn't see any bad effects on this Devil-eating Thorn Flower. Judging from the performance, its combat power has not weakened much.
"...eat...not enough..."
Feng Bingwen's attention shifted from the inside to the outside. He had not forgotten himself and was currently fighting with others. However, this time, his eyes had just fallen on the Netherworld Taoist.
An inexplicable desire grew in his heart, and his eyes, his expression, and his temperament were suddenly changed by this change in his heart.
"master!"
Hua Chaoyan, who was following Feng Bingwen, felt this change most obviously. His four deer legs couldn't help but tremble again, because he felt that he was not carrying a Taoist with pure and peaceful energy, but a Taoist monk.
A glutton who is only greedy and tyrannical and does not know what satisfaction is.
"Back off!"
Feng Bingwen paid no attention to the mount at this time. There was nothing on him that could attract him, but the only thing in his eyes was the Netherworld Daozi. To be more precise, it was the armored Hades behind her.
That Pluto also has a Qi similar to that of the Demon-Eating Thorn Flower, and it is a hundred times more powerful. If it can be defeated, plundered, and devoured, his vision will definitely be perfected again.
Thinking like this, Feng Bingwen's body also took action, but just as he took a step forward, he frowned, and the awe-inspiring fairy spirit burst out from his body, and the turbulent chaotic energy behind him suddenly calmed down.
The chaos egg, which was a little more solid than before, also floated and sank.
"Be still and concentrate!"
Feng Bingwen's breath began to calm down, and his eyes regained their composure. Behind him, the five-color deer, who was originally timid and wanted to escape, also stopped and started to wait and see. The man who made her feel close seemed to be back, but
It seems to be different from before.
"Just wait here, it won't take long!"
Feng Bingwen, who seemed to have returned to his original appearance, turned to look at the five-color deer and gave instructions. When he saw her nodding in agreement, he turned into a five-color rainbow light and rushed out of the protection of the thorns and vines.
The endless evil energy, which seemed to corrode his blood and annihilate his vitality, suddenly came, but he snorted coldly and started the "Immortal Body".
Although not as good as the giant Long Bo, he is still one of the best among the human race in the circulation of his blood. His masculine blood-heat suppresses evil. Feng Bingwen has no fear or anger, looking at the slim figure guarded by many ghosts of his generation.
"I don't want to waste any more time. Come here and fight me. If you don't dare, you can admit defeat!"
The original Feng Bingwen didn't care about winning or losing. He didn't care much about it. He came to this person because he saw her dancing so diligently and wanted to make her calm down.
"I don't know what it means!"
Netherworld Daozi sneered, and did not command the ghosts to attack Feng Bingwen. She could see that when it came to the art of controlling spirits, this Daozi was no worse than her.
"Come, let's fight!"
The moment these words were spoken, Pluto, who was standing behind Netherworld Daozi, had already raised his hands. A dark black sword without any reflection condensed in his hands, and then crashed down like a mountain.
With no place to block and no way to dodge, Feng Bingwen took the initiative to seek a fight. However, this Taoist did not attack with ghosts, but he also did not give up the interests of his ghost country.
As long as the Ghost Kingdom is still maintained, she will always be able to occupy the geographical advantage. Not to mention anything else, she will be better than this Taoist just in terms of mana recovery. Once she fights...
Just as Netherworld Daozi was thinking that he could not defeat this Daozi forcefully, and whether he should also delay his tactics to drain his mana and defeat him, he saw seven bone swords floating behind the Supreme Daozi, exuding murderous intent.
Xuanyin Seven Killing Sword!
"you!"
Netherworld Daozi's eyes widened, and she wanted to say something but kept silent. Since the other party wanted to be defeated quickly, she could be satisfied.
Behind her, there were also magical weapons emerging one after another. She was a contemporary disciple of the Netherworld Dao, and she would not lack anything that fellow monks could have.
What is the magic weapon that breeds spirituality? For ordinary monks, it is rare to find it, but for a monk like her, it is nothing more than a few.
"kill!"
Feng Bingwen shouted loudly, and the seven killing swords suddenly turned into seven angry dragons. During the surging wind and clouds, the sword energy soared into the sky and directly shattered the sky of the ghost country, revealing the blue sky outside, and more and more people gathered.
The genius of the human race.
Its power was so great that even the giant Long Bo, who had lost all his wisdom and had only pure fighting spirit, looked over, because there was also a murderous intention against him, wanting to split his soul and divide his flesh and blood.
"Seek death!"
Netherworld Daozi sneered at Feng Bingwen, who was using seven psychic magic weapons at the same time.
For monks at their level, if they use a magic weapon of this level, they will be drained of their magic power in just a few times, let alone someone like Feng Bingwen who uses seven killing swords at the same time, so what if it can be used?
As long as she survives this wave of killing swords, the Taoist Master will be a piece of meat on the chopping board, and she will be slaughtered by her. She will definitely win this battle! There is no way she will lose!