But when the two front walls hit him, he immediately felt clear pain. It was real again!
"Damn! This is too much. It's imaginary that I hit it, but is it real that it hit me?"
Fu Yang was stunned.
All of his spells are basically focused on attack power and destructiveness. They can be called extremely powerful killing techniques!
Facing this weird and mysterious type has always been his weakness.
Fu Yang doesn't believe it anymore!
He activated his Taoist skills and flew into the air, only to find that there seemed to be a transparent barrier above him. He couldn't fly out at all.
Sonorous!!!
The metal glove hidden above Fu Yang's right arm quickly turned into liquid metal, and the original form of the Thousand Fantasy Sword condensed in his palm, a long, narrow and sharp black magic sword.
"Thousand Fantasy Ghost Dao Slash!"
Fu Yang waved in the air, slashing out several sharp black swords. They roared into the sky!
However, there was nothing blocking it, and the black sword flew straight into the sky, getting higher and higher, and finally disappeared.
At this time, a large number of bricks flew out from the walls in all directions, smashing towards Fu Yang's head and face.
He waved the Thousand Fantasy Sword, trying to break the bricks.
But they all came up empty!
Several bricks hit my face directly, and I grimaced in pain.
"It's your uncle! Didn't you say that you don't slap people in the face if you hit them? What kind of special commissioner is this? He's too bullying."
Fu Yang was furious, but there was nothing he could do.
At this time, he really discovered that each school of magic really has its own merits.
For example, now, he is sure that this is a phantom formation, but the powerful spell has no effect at all. Because it seems that this phantom formation only attacks people.
In front of other spells and magic weapons, they are all illusory.
"Is this special commissioner trying to play tricks on us?"
Fu Yang was indignant.
But suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind!
Intention...heart...
Yes! That’s right. It’s the heart.
Illusion is the heart. Illusion is created by the heart. Fu Yang and Ah Huang came here with the purpose of finding the Central Special Agent of Group Zero for this operation.
It is precisely because of this that he becomes impatient. Once he becomes impatient, he will be at a disadvantage when faced with this kind of phantom spell. Especially since he has always followed the path of "defeating skill with force" during his cultivation.
It is easier to be confused by the "heart".
After figuring this out, Fu Yang simply stopped resisting. He put away the Thousand Illusion Sword and restrained his magic power. Just like an ordinary person, he walked forward step by step...
Before he even took a step, his mood improved by one point.
The pain caused by those stone walls and bricks that were constantly bombarding him became lighter. In the end, when Fu Yang's mind was peaceful and he was immersed in the indifferent state of "sad ecstasy".
The attacks from these stone walls and bricks penetrated him like ghosts, without causing any harm to him!
And at this time, Fu Yang had a vague feeling in his heart. His state of mind seemed to have slightly improved. His understanding of everything in the world seemed to have changed again.
Of course, it is still hazy now. It can only be understood but cannot be expressed in words!
Fu Yang's eyes were melancholy and clear, and his mood was calm.
He was already standing in the middle of this alley, closing his eyes. He felt and saw with his heart!
For a moment, Fu Yang seemed to "see" the shabby little bungalow at the end of the alley. Through the door and walls, he could see an old man with a hunchback sitting in the living room of the house.
He has chicken skin and white hair, and is skinny and short.
He was leaning on a cane and sitting on a Taishi chair with his eyes closed and meditating. What he was wearing was an old Chinese tunic suit that had been washed and turned white. His whole temperament was as if he had been from the Republic of China all the way to the present.
people.
He may have suddenly felt Fu Yang's "eyes" peering at him.
My eyes suddenly opened!
His eyes looked a little surprised, as if he couldn't believe it. He even let out a soft "eh" sound from his mouth.
At the same time, Fu Yang's eyes collided with that of the hunchbacked old man.
A moment!
Fu Yang only felt as if he had passed through many barriers of time, looking back and moving forward in his memory.
He saw the past.
Tang Dynasty.
The Shushan Ghost Sect was ordered by Empress Wu Zhou to cooperate with the imperial court in the encirclement and suppression of the Pantheon Sect. A high-spirited young man commanded thousands of troops. With the help of various major sects, they fought fiercely against the Pantheon Sect and the rebels they incited.
Ming Dynasty.
The Pantheon Sect united with countless evil demons and ghosts to siege the ghost gates of Shushan Mountain. A figure that looked like a god and a devil, wearing a complete ghost armor. He shuttled across the sky, killing enemies back and forth. He crushed countless Pantheon Cults.
The strong man and the great demon!
But in the end, they were still besieged by many powerful Celestial Masters and evil demon emperors from the Ten Thousand Gods Sect. They were defeated and killed, and the entire Shushan Ghost Sect was also destroyed...
He also saw the future.
I don't know when.
Dark sky and heavy rain.
Fu Yang and Wei Ke stood side by side, while Ah Huang, Mo Yuqi, Wu Binye, Linglong and others fell to the ground, seriously injured and unconscious.
In front of them was a huge white monster!
His body is like snow, his four hooves are wrapped around red hair as if he is stepping on a cloud of fire, he has a single horn on his head, and his whole body exudes an extremely powerful aura. He is confronting two people.
If the scenes in the previous two lives were not enough to frighten Fu Yang, but he had already understood it because of his previous understanding. Then this scene in the future shocked, frightened and frightened him.
Because... that terrifying white giant demon is clearly the original form of Mr. Xiong - the giant Tianpan demon!
The scene on the screen is that he, Wei Ke, and other friends are fighting against the extremely terrifying Tian Pan. But the outcome is unknown? In the end, only himself and Wei Ke are left, facing the almost invincible giant white monster.
…
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible. Even if Mr. Xiong one day completely recovers his memory and original form, and has the ability to reincarnate into the terrifying monster, it is absolutely impossible for him to draw a sword against us."
"Absolutely impossible! The fat cat is my brother of life and death. Even if it becomes a giant monster, there is no way it can be our enemy!"
"I want to restore it! I will restore it."
"This future... is definitely not our future! It is definitely a false image. This is fake, don't lie to me!"
Fu Yang let out an angry and determined roar in his heart.
He would never believe in such a future!
Or if this is fate, he, Fu Yang, will definitely break this fate. He will never let such a scene happen in the future!
Fu Yang suddenly opened his eyes!
There was a ruckus...
The illusions traveling through time and space before his eyes immediately shattered, like glass, and then disappeared.
At the same time, the surrounding scene returned to normal. (End of Chapter 3)