Chapter 5 Life and Death in the Ghostly Desert (5)
It's Artest's Thunder Evil Fist
As the shadow giant shook, the surrounding sand surged violently, and Gordon took the opportunity to get a few meters closer to Sinbad.
The tentacles were swaying around him, baring their teeth and claws. One tentacle was blocked in front of Gordon, shaped like a rugged and dead tree, waving its bare branches. Gordon turned his body slightly sideways, held his chest and abdomen, and tried his best to close his limbs, a little bit.
Pass through the space where shadow branches intersect.
The external circulation between the source of power, the physical body, the wind hole and the sand layer continues. For Gordon, the sand gradually becomes as natural as air. This external circulation is a bit like a skill to adapt to the environment, such as a certain
A kind of lizard called a chameleon can change the color of its skin according to the surrounding environment; another example is a frog that can live in water and live on land... Many animals are born with physical skills to adapt to the environment.
But the mystery of external circulation is far more than that. In addition to the physical body, the source power in the body and the breath of the wind holes also change accordingly, until they reach a mysterious state of seamless integration with the external environment.
Another memory of King Ming flashed through Gordon's mind: The underground magma was boiling and rushing like a sea. King Ming was bathed in fire and walked barefoot through the blazing sea of fire, thinking hard about how to break through his own limits.
Lava erupted all around, and the tectonic plates collided and collapsed. I don't know how many years have passed.
One day, a spark splashed out of the sea of fire, and happened to fall into the palm of King Ming. It flickered a few times, and the spark quickly extinguished.
King Ming stood in silence for a long time, and suddenly realized: "If the universe is a sea of magma, then the birth of every life is like a spark splashing out of the sea of fire. No matter how bright or dim the spark is, there is no essential difference, and sooner or later it will disappear one day
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On the contrary, the sparks in the magma sea continue to grow. As long as the sea of fire does not go out, the sparks will last forever. In other words, the unborn life can be said to be eternal, because the life at this time is hazy and integrated into the entire universe.
There is "I". Once life is born and has the consciousness of "I", it is separated from the universe. From then on, the self and the universe are relatively independent, and there is an inner world and an outer world, forming an invisible barrier between each other.
How can Mars, which has jumped out of the sea of magma, maintain the consciousness of "me" without extinguishing it...?
This memory of King Ming lasted for hundreds of years, but it only appeared in Gordon's mind for a short moment, as fast as lightning. The insights contained in it were incomplete and obscure, and Gordon still couldn't quite figure it out. After all, he was far from the realm of King Ming.
Too far. The cultures of the two worlds are also completely different. But one thing is clear to Gordon. To break through his own limits, the only way is to break the barrier between man and the universe and let the splashed sparks connect with the sea of magma and fire again.
The art of breathing skillfully passes through this barrier in a cyclical manner and becomes a bridge connecting the inner world of the human body with the outer world of the natural environment.
The heat from the surrounding sand is transferred to Gordon, and is continuously discharged out of the body through the wind holes and the Source Power Spider Web. Gordon suddenly had a whim, if part of the heat could be intercepted and integrated into the Source Power Spider Web, could it also be converted into Source Power?
Just when he was distracted, a shadow branch suddenly swung. Gordon was caught off guard, and his right arm was picked up by the shadow branch. The entire shadow tentacles shook as if frightened, and then swooped up, and the branched branches flew up one after another.
They surrounded Gordon like monsters and ferocious beasts.
"Boom", the zigzag electric light struck down again, rapidly extending along a tentacle, heading straight towards the shadow giant.
Gordon immediately seized the opportunity, stabbed out the dagger, and cut off the shadow branches wrapped in front of him.
The lightning flashed sharply, the shadow monster screamed, countless tentacles danced wildly, and the sand mountain was like an overturned river, shaking layer by layer. Different from other people's attacks, once the tentacles were hit by Artai's Thunder Evil-Breaking Fist, the thunder and lightning's
The power is immediately transmitted from the tentacles to the body, and the lethality is direct and effective.
Following the tumbling sand layer, Gordon jumped up and down, and got out of the shadow branches. The tentacles were affected by the main body and were flapping randomly in pain, and they couldn't care about Gordon at all.
"Boom, boom, boom" the electric lights fell from above one after another, intertwining into a dazzling light network. Some of them were submerged in the sand layer, and some attacked the shadow giant along the tentacles, causing it to shake violently and painfully. The entire sand mountain
Then it bumped and shook.
A huge sand wave swept up Gordon, rushed forward, and passed by Sinbad in an instant. Gordon reached out his arms and grabbed Sinbad. He turned and turned his body and performed a fish flip in the turbulent sand flow.
In this way, it circled towards the shadow giant.
Along the way, the magic lamp always emitted a soft and bright light. In order not to scare the snake, Gordon deliberately avoided those tentacles and kept approaching in a roundabout way. The shadow giant seemed to be aware of it, but Artest's Thunder Evil-Breaking Fist was like thunder and lightning in the storm,
It drilled through the sand layer and struck down in series, leaving no time for distraction.
Suddenly, there was a thunderbolt, which could still be faintly heard through the sand layer more than a hundred meters deep. Gordon saw a blue electric light that was twice as thick and struck straight down, like a shining electric snake, suddenly biting its tentacles.
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This was Artest's Thunder Evil-Breaking Fist struck with all his strength. The powerful punch was like the roar of a thunder god, so fierce and unparalleled that even Gordon was frightened.
The giant shadow was instantly covered by electric light, and its tentacles shook like chaff. Gordon kicked off his feet, like an arrow from a string, and rushed into the huge shadow with Sinbad in his arms.
Wherever the light of the magic lamp passed, the shadows disappeared like ice and snow. The shadow giant let out a thrilling scream and struggled wildly, turning the sand upside down. Pillars of sand spurted out, and the dunes continued to collapse like rolling avalanches.
Gordon writhed in the sand waves, constantly diving into the depths of the shadow giant. The light of the magic lamp was like a blazing blade, tearing open the shadow giant, making the wound wider and wider. Tentacles emerged from the shadow giant.
The bodies fell off and turned into countless shriveled corpses. Some were human corpses, some were horses, and some were rats, rabbits, insects, and snakes in the desert...
The shadow giant twitched in pain, and its huge body kept rolling and shrinking in the light. Finally, it stopped struggling feebly and quickly melted away, leaving only a black spot the size of a fingernail in place.
Gordon tried to hold this black spot. It was as light as dust, as cold as the skin of a dead body, and as black as a bottomless whirlpool. It seemed to be able to absorb all the light, and even the light of the magic lamp could not cast it.
superior.
There was a huge "boom" and the entire sand mountain collapsed, filling the air with sand smoke and rising straight into the sky. Gordon grabbed Sinbad and tried his best to drill up from the depths of the sand. A moment later, he heard Artest above his head.
A hoarse scream.
"Bang" the dust flew up, and Gordon and Sinbad rushed out of the sand layer.