Because one's own perception is unable to detect the opponent's true power, he is forced to mobilize his true energy to carry out a comprehensive defense. In normal times, it is naturally the safest method.
It's just that this method of wrapping himself into a true energy ball is really stupid in his eyes at this time.
These ascetics from Mobei had already consumed a large amount of these people's true energy without even activating their power. What's more, the most important thing was that these ascetics had forced out all the strong men in the Guanlong Army.
In his opinion, the methods used by these ascetics at this time are not so much like the offensive method of breaking the consciousness, but rather a unique method of spiritual coercion and checking Qi.
Obviously, on this entire battlefield, the higher the level of cultivation, the more intense the reaction will be.
These people, the God of Purgatory, felt that there was something wrong with their perception, that their vision was distorted, that their skin was burning... All these problems were actually because the true energy in their bodies was strong enough, and they were affected by the Sanskrit sounds of these ascetics.
Induction is the subtle breath vibration caused by the true energy in their own body around the body.
Looking at the battlefield at this time, all the practitioners who were not in the realm of spiritual consciousness had almost no reaction, especially the practitioners below the realm of Chengtian, who seemed not to feel the vibration of the Sanskrit sound at all. It gave them any special feeling.
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This undoubtedly confirmed his judgment.
He was originally a being with a higher level of cultivation than the King of Purgatory and others. Just now he sensed that the problem was bigger, but he was just calm enough, so he did not become one of them.
He felt that although the Purgatory God King and others were worse than him in cultivation, the reason for the result at this time was that these people were too afraid of death.
He has already reached this moment when he must fight hard, but he is still so afraid of death. In his eyes, he is a completely useless waste.
At this time, he even suspected that these ascetics in Mobei really did not have powerful attack methods. They were just using this method to consume these people's true energy.
The key point is that he is even sure that even if there is an attack method, it will not be so powerful that they have no other way to save real energy and be more invisible except this method.
These dying ascetics exchanged their own true essence for the precious true essence of these people. As a result, these ascetics have won.
This is on the battlefield. Being forced to expose one's true essence is equivalent to exposing all one's own cards in front of the enemy.
He is the only trump card left.
However, when the word "trash" came out of his mouth, he had completely lost confidence in these people, and he was not prepared to stay on such a battlefield anymore.
He was ready to completely abandon these people, including He Batayue, who in his opinion was more sober than these people.
What he said at the beginning was indeed true.
As the inheritor of the Western Patrol King, he himself is the most adept at hiding his own aura among all these people. He is even confident enough to change the aura of his true essence and magic weapon.
As long as he wants to truly hide in the world, no practitioner in the world can find him after he leaves this battlefield.
However, at this moment, the fifth Sanskrit sound sounded.
"Well!"
This is a brand new scale. The accents of these ascetics in Mobei were originally very different from the accents in most places in the Southern Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasty. However, when this scale sounded, it sounded like children calling for their mothers in the Southern Dynasty and Northern Wei Dynasty.
, the word "Mom" when calling mom even really has a sincere flavor with a milky sound.
The true energy in the body of the Western Patrol King was already quietly flowing.
He wants to leave.
His true energy is concealed extremely skillfully, and even those who are very close to him cannot feel any strange fluctuations in his breath.
However, the moment this Sanskrit sound sounded, his body began to tremble.
An uncontrollable cry came out from between his lips and teeth.
He didn't know the specific feelings of the Purgatory God King and others at this time, but for him, he felt that the meridians in his body were burning.
He could calmly ignore this feeling, but his true energy was out of his control and fluctuated slightly!
The true essence of a practitioner like him is too powerful for the world. Even slight fluctuations will instantly distort the air around him.
Whoosh!
Countless wind beams suddenly surged around his body.
Pulled by the abnormal fluctuations of the true energy in his body, a lot of heaven and earth energy sucked in the air, forming rope-like wind beams.
These wind beams whipped around randomly, knocking away a large amount of soil on the ground around him, knocking down some Northern Wei sergeants who had just rushed to his side.
The tremor in the body of the Western Patrol King only lasted for a short moment, and in the next moment, his body seemed a little stiff.
His expression turned slightly gloomy, and there seemed to be no obvious changes, but he couldn't help being shocked in his heart.
This method can actually actively cause some resonance of the true energy in a powerful practitioner's body!
This still seems to be a method of checking Qi. Until now, the method of these ascetic monks seemed to be to find powerful practitioners among the enemy and expose them to everyone's sight.
But this method is suddenly extremely dangerous for him who wants to leave the battlefield and no longer be discovered by the world.
"Hum!"
His body was a little stiff, but the majestic Sanskrit music did not stop.
At this time, he sensed the approach of a real true power.
This kind of true power is like the warm steam in a bathhouse in the human world. It just brings a dull pressure and slowly penetrates into people's skin. But this true power makes him feel a kind of
An indelible and imprinted scent.
It's like using your own spirit, your own true energy, and even your own vitality to carve marks on their bodies!
He suddenly turned around, and his cold eyes full of murderous intent fell hard on those ascetics. The light in the depths of his eyes kept flashing, as if he was going to completely wipe these people out of the world in a flash.
He felt ridiculous and also horrified.
He did not expect that his retreat would be completely cut off by these ascetics from Mobei who usually seemed to pose no threat at all!
These people actually used some method that even he couldn't understand to forcefully brand him with vitality.
Who is left to perceive this imprint of vitality?
The answer is self-evident.
He can leave directly from here, but these ascetics may have left traceable marks for all the powerful men like them to the Demon Sect!
He may be able to completely perceive and erase these marks, but he doesn't know whether it will be simple or easy, and he doesn't know how long it will take. Just like he doesn't know when the elusive Demon Sect will reappear in the world.
Even if he wanted to leave, he wouldn't let him go. He just thought it was really ridiculous.
He also knew that anger was the most useless emotion, but when this absurd and terrifying feeling entangled his heart, he still couldn't help but become angry.
Whoosh!
The true energy in his body bloomed with anger.
A ray of glazed light instantly traveled several miles and fell on these ascetics. (To be continued)