Deconstruction is Weird

Chu Dong looked at the crazy Li Sheng and asked calmly, "Do you think you have already won?"

"Of course, is it still possible for me to lose? Your body has been crippled, and the Holy King is about to wake up. His head has been replaced with the memory core I modified. As long as he wakes up, he will serve me as master. At this time, the world is mine! What four kingdoms, what warlock family, what Yunshang kingdom, all surrender at my feet!

The Holy King used 300,000 people to cast himself, so I want 3 million! thirty million! I want the best! Everyone in this world will become the widow's wedding dress!

The widow wants you to watch, watch all the people you care about become part of my body, watch them howling and struggling in pain in the furnace, watch them turn into pure gold, hahahahahaha! "

Chu Dong's expression remained the same, but he said softly, "You've gone crazy."

Chu Dong's expressionless face made the Holy King feel like he had punched the cotton, and the anger in his heart was even worse. He wanted to see Chu Dong despair, see Chu Dong begging for mercy, but Chu Dong looked like this, But it made him feel more painful. He asked sharply: "What do you have? There are only a few defeated soldiers, even my men can't beat them. Give it to me! Abolish them, just leave a sigh of relief, I want them to watch me destroy his everything!"

Chu Dong shook his head with a little sneer, "Since you say that making the dream kite is true, then you should know that there is Shanxin's last resort in this land, and they can help me."

Li Sheng laughed loudly, his expressions and movements became more and more exaggerated, and the death of his body seemed to have brought some bad effects on him, "Hahaha, help you? What are you helping me? Nine-curved bow? It's not in your hands now Already."

Master Iron Bone attacked, Li Hongxian and Yang Yiqing protected Chu Dong one by one and tried their best to resist. At this time, Chu Dong's soul immediately left his body, and his soul came to midair. With a sharp stroke of his hand, a scarlet trace Then it appeared, one meter long, with strong strokes, like calligraphy.

This stroke consumed one tenth of Chu Dong's soul power, and then Chu Dong drew up, down, left, and right as if he was dancing, and each stroke was exaggeratedly large.

After reading the first two strokes, Li Sheng recognized what Chu Dong was drawing. It was the Void Transformation Talisman, and he shouted loudly: "This is impossible! The Void Transformation Talisman cannot be drawn by ordinary Yang souls. Why do you have it! The Command Spell Each stroke is fixed, and an ordinary person can have up to twenty strokes! There are hundreds of strokes in this talisman!"

"I've said it all, Shanxin has a backup here, and it doesn't matter whether he has a nine-curved bow or not."

Along with Chu Dong's drawing, the intelligent brain also heard the news that the operating speed was limited. After hearing this, Chu Dong immediately smashed his fists together. When the two fists intersected, a void shock wave swept the entire seal. Their living souls were awakened again, and if they helped Chu Dong once in their dreams, they could help Chu Dong a second time.

Chu Dong has not thoroughly researched the system of command spells, but it is certain that the "resources" of Chu Dong will be taken up when drawing command spells, and this part of resources has been used by Zhinao all the time, and this part is also used by Jiuqu bow "resource".

This resource is soul, but judging from various traces, this soul is not consumed, but occupied, because there is a big difference between the two. The brain will not recover the moment the hand leaves the bowstring. If it is consumed, there will be no intelligent brain restarting this stage in seconds.

This power of courage is like the running memory of a computer, it can only be occupied, not consumed.

The same is true for Command Spells. It will take up Chu Dong's soul before it takes shape. The only limit he can draw on the Command Spells is the number of strokes. According to the intelligence brain's estimation, twenty strokes is the limit. After twenty strokes, the speed of the intelligence brain will be suppressed. He hasn't tested the limit of how many strokes he can draw.

Because the bowstrings and arrows of the command spell and the nine-curved bow have similar characteristics, that is, they draw a large amount of life force at the moment of forming. It does not draw continuously, but absorbs it dry instantly.

As for the function of this talisman, just like its name, it makes people feel the realm of emptiness, and it can only be used on oneself, allowing a person who is only a step away from the realm of emptiness to temporarily reach the realm of emptiness, but Chu Dong's soul The power is obviously not enough, the difference is more than six times.

But since those white souls can help Jiuqu Bow to store energy, they can help him complete the drawing of the virtual talisman. The principle is the same, both to increase "memory".

The soldiers in armor reappeared. They still took a look at the Holy King in the Emperor's Hall, and then made that strange movement, shouting that the tyrant must perish, and rushed into Chu Dong's body.

Li Sheng obviously had never seen this scene before, it seemed that he could only create a dream, but could not know what happened in the dream.

He kept urging his subordinates to attack Chu Dong's body. There were more than 30 iron-bone masters, and all the bones were replaced by metal. The punches and kicks were very hard. Even Li Hongxian's flesh turned red from the beating. Ordinary grandmasters combined with this iron frame were able to draw with Li Hongxian of the fifth realm of grandmasters. Although they had the advantage of having a large number of people, it was still very inconceivable.

Seeing the stalemate in the situation, Li Sheng was a little anxious, and he cursed: "What are you doing! Are just these two people blocking you? If you let him finish drawing this command spell, I will kill you!"

Li Hongxian and Yang Yiqing protected Chu Dong one by one. The main reason was that they didn't like to fight, they just wanted to drive people back. Zhuge Qiushang was watching the show all the time, but he was powerless. In his dream, he was useless. The ghost soldiers of the Holy King were suppressed with great strength, and the consumption was real.

And he, a pure Yang soul, really doesn't have many ways to deal with grandmasters.

As the white soul continued to pour into Chu Dong's body, the color of his soul gradually turned white, and Chu Dong's eyes gradually turned platinum-gold. According to the characteristics of making dream kites, after being amplified by these souls, not only will there be no side effects, but benefits will also be obtained.

There are more than 120 strokes of the Void Transformation Talisman, and Chu Dong needs at least two minutes. It seems like a short time, but it is really a natural barrier.

Moreover, this group of iron-bone masters also became ruthless after being threatened by Li Sheng. Yang Yiqing was the first to break through. She tried to force the others away, but was shattered on the spot by the person who had been staring at the side for a long time. With a broken thigh, Yang Yiqing's face was as golden as paper when the palm fell, and he clenched his fists tightly.

The person who made the attack was a thin middle-aged man. It is very rare for him to have a purple internal energy, and he had never made a move before, and he just wanted to sneak attack. It stands to reason that Yang Yiqing has already turned into a gangster, so her limbs would not be broken so easily. Yes, his purple stellar energy probably has the effect of piercing armor.

Seeing that he had done a good job with his palm, the man showed a little complacency on his face, "A mere first-rank martial artist dares to make a mistake!"

Yang Yiqing's leg was already deformed, she gritted her teeth tightly after suffering this kind of injury and didn't make a sound, the next moment her pupils were filled with black, a large number of black lines appeared on her face, and the ghost lines were all activated.

Immediately behind Yang Yiqing, a burly but faceless evil ghost appeared. This evil ghost had no clothes on his upper body, his skin was dark blue, his chest was covered with knife scars, his hair was disheveled, and his muscle mass was comparable to that of the Li family. The evil spirit grabbed the little dwarf's head and took a bite.

"Head! My head!"

Puchi took another bite, and the man's head completely went into his stomach. The food was not the body, but the soul. The evil ghost ate the iron-bone master as freely as candied haws.