When the weak but still breathy voice sounded in Jiang Feng's ears, he almost couldn't believe his eyes. He looked at the black man who was kneeling on one knee and there were already two black people from the different sect with weak breath beside him.
Hair boy.
It's a good thing that Wang Jin is safe and sound, but... this is really too outrageous, right?
In the past few days, Wang Jin has been using secret techniques to test a large number of citizens almost every day. Not to mention the consumption of Gang Qi and blood, in the past few days, it has been a pure consumption of energy, and it is definitely
Quite huge.
Jiang Feng believed that even if he used secret techniques for several days in a row, he would definitely be exhausted mentally and physically, let alone maintain a master-level combat effectiveness.
But what's going on with this kid?
His strength is definitely not as strong as his own, but he is still able to kill two alien sects and maintain a combat effectiveness comparable to that of a grandmaster-level warrior while maintaining his secret skills with all his strength for several days in a row?
This guy didn't show any signs of decline in strength even when he was so exhausted?
What kind of monster is this?
Jiang Feng felt like he couldn't even turn his head around.
"It's just luck." Noticing the shock in Jiang Feng's eyes, Wang Jin smiled weakly without explaining too much.
Even if he had the supplement from the dream world and was trying his best to maintain the release of the power of his spiritual consciousness while fighting two alien sects, even he was already extremely exhausted mentally and physically at this moment.
"Now is not the time to talk about this. Let's arrest these two people first and torture them to see what Tai Suihui's plans are in Eastern Sichuan Province." Wang Jin spoke weakly, even though he was exhausted, he still
Never forget what is the most important thing.
Conducting physical examinations on the entire city's residents is simply treating the symptoms rather than the root cause. The key to solving the whole problem is to find out what exactly the Taisui Society is trying to do in Eastern Sichuan Province, and why it is doing so many things over and over again.
The strange beasts were trying to be transported into Daxia.
Only by understanding these can they be able to take targeted actions.
Although they had arrested people from the Tai Sui Society before, they had not yet discovered that the Tai Sui Society secretly transported exotic animals into the country. Therefore, during the interrogation, nothing was revealed in the interrogation.
This is also the reason why Wang Jin wanted to save these two heretics.
Jiang Feng naturally knew the priorities and quickly took out his mobile phone. At this time, the officers of the arrest department who were maintaining order in the crowd in the distance gradually came closer. After seeing the scene here clearly, all of them had surprised expressions on their faces.
Se, obviously did not expect that such a thing would happen in broad daylight.
Under Jiang Feng's command, several people from the arrest department hurriedly took away the two heretics.
"Boy, you..."
It was only then that Jiang Feng decided to ask Wang Jin what was going on.
But just when he turned his head, he saw Wang Jin, who could barely maintain a normal state just now, his body suddenly softened, and he fell softly to the ground.
He was so tired that he couldn't bear it anymore and finally passed out.
…
In the dream world, Wang Jin looked at the familiar gray fog floating in front of him, and his expression appeared in a trance for a moment.
Didn't I pass out...and I didn't fall asleep, so why could I appear in the dream world?
Such questions flashed through his mind.
So... I don’t have to fall asleep before I can enter the dream world. The prerequisite for entering the dream world is not sleep, but losing consciousness?
Wang Jin's mind was wide open for a moment, and he began to wonder whether it was because he had fainted and temporarily lost control of his own will, so another mysterious power with unknown origin was able to take advantage of it.
Enter the void and pull your consciousness into this mysterious dream world.
Thinking about it this way, it seems quite reasonable...
The thoughts in his mind converged, and he had already stepped into the dream world anyway. Wang Jin quickly raised his hand in a familiar manner, and suddenly, a vague shadow of the realm emerged, in which there were faint sounds of swords, as if they were the sharp blades of magic weapons.
The sharp field created is full of sonorous sounds, which is quite astonishing.
"The prototype of the Realm of Destruction is becoming more and more perfect..." Wang Jin could clearly feel that the accumulation of true energy in his body had reached a very terrifying level. At the position of the sea of qi in his body, the true energy was almost turning into a watermark.
The pump slurry kept rolling and solidified to the extreme.
If we simply talk about the accumulation of Qi, his current accumulation of Qi can be said to be unprecedented. Even if he has absorbed the memories of so many zombies, Wang Jin can confidently guarantee that even if it is
In the dream world, there is absolutely no monk who can have such a terrifying and abundant accumulation of true energy.
But this is also the problem. The accumulation of true energy is still increasing, but limited by the understanding of Tao principles, Wang Jin can only increase the accumulation of true energy, but cannot truly enter a higher level of breaking the illusion.
The Realm of Destroying Illusions requires both Dao and True Qi, both of which are indispensable, to construct a real Realm of Destroying Delirium. The True Qi will become more and more powerful. At that time, if you want to mobilize your own True Qi to construct a real Realm of Destroying Illusions
domain, it is even more difficult, just like building a house with wooden blocks and building a house with stone blocks, the difficulty is not the same. ωωw..net
But corresponding to the difficulty, there is also the strength of the Realm of Destruction. The more powerful the True Qi, the harder and more powerful the Realm of Destruction is, and it cannot be broken. This can be considered to have advantages and disadvantages.
Wang Jin's true energy, which is now so powerful, is not even worse than that of a monk in the early stage of the realm of PoWu. With such a huge total amount of true energy, even Wang Jin himself does not know. If he really builds the realm of PoWan,
, how powerful will it be.
Sighing, if possible, Wang Jin would rather not have such a powerful accumulation of Qi, but simply step into the realm of breaking the illusion.
Now there is only one step away from entering the realm of breaking the illusion, but this step is so elusive. The torture for Wang Jin is unimaginable.
"Let's go back to the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace... I have a feeling that this time, I can compete with the master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace..."
After muttering to himself, Wang Jin stepped forward, following the direction in his memory, through the heavy gray fog, and rushed towards the Wanxin Palace.
As Wang Jin advanced, the gray mist became thicker and thicker, soon blocking his sight, and gradually seemed like a sea submerged, submerging Wang Jin's entire body in it.
Wang Jin was already used to this and walked forward calmly. Soon, the familiar Wanxin Palace appeared in front of him.
Slowly stepping into the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace, and heading all the way towards the depths of the Ten Thousand Hearts Palace, Wang Jin suddenly stopped in his steps, and a large area of pure white began to appear in front of his eyes. The sky suddenly changed, and countless pure white silk threads appeared in front of him.
The hoisted body hangs in the sky,
It was swinging gently, making people shudder, and more silk threads appeared out of thin air from all directions, and crazily penetrated into Wang Jin's body, trying to restrain and control Wang Jin's body, making Wang Jin become
A member of the forest of countless corpses in the sky.
"snort!"
Wang Jin, who had seen this move before, was not surprised by this. When he snorted coldly, a layer of fuzzy realm suddenly burst out around him.
The sounds of the swords overlapped and continued, like thousands of sword blades bursting out with an extremely clear sound. The prototype of the Realm of Destruction emerged, with countless phantoms of sword blades turning in it, like an invincible tower.
The millstone violently crushed the countless white threads extending out of the void.
Continuous explosions sounded, and the white silk threads exploded the moment they touched Wang Jin's body. They could not really touch Wang Jin's body at all, but the white silk threads exploded.
But it seems to be an endless chain. When one branch breaks, two or three more branches will spread out, killing them endlessly.
And this is far from over. As Wang Jin's entire sword realm is in a stalemate with the countless white threads, the corpses that were originally hanging motionless in the sky like ordinary mummies suddenly suddenly
There began to be some kind of regular trembling, as if something was reviving in their bodies.
Silk threads that were already nearly transparent emerged from the limbs behind the corpses. The corpses that had been hanging quietly opened their decaying eyes at this moment.
There is a penetrating light bursting out.
Pulled by the threads, the corpses fell from the sky, and a terrifying aura suddenly erupted from their bodies, which was beyond the aura of any monster Wang Jin had ever seen before.
The aura erupting from these corpses is no weaker than that of monks in the realm of breaking the delusion. The only difference is that these corpses have completely lost their minds and are controlled by the white silk thread behind them.
, there is no terrifying realm of delusion emerging around him.
However, even so, hundreds of terrifying corpses that were comparable to the aura of monks in the realm of breaking the delusion, under the control of transparent silk threads behind their backs, roared and rushed towards the kendo field that was constantly rotating around Wang Jin, with a terrifying momentum to the extreme.
Wang Jin's face was extremely solemn. This was a move he had never seen the last time he fought against the master of Wanxin Palace.
The master of the Ten Thousand Hearts Hall is actually so powerful that he is able to control so many corpses that are comparable to the realm of Po Luan. He drives them like puppets. Not to mention anything else, he can kill a person simply by sheer quantity.
A monk in the middle stage of breaking the delusion realm!
Hundreds of corpses comparable to those of Po Luan cultivators roared towards him at this moment, fearlessly crashing into the kendo field that was constantly spinning around Wang Jin. The blurry kendo field seemed to be stuck on something hard.
Just like a meat grinder, it suddenly becomes jerky when running!