Chapter 95 Fall

Originally, Fang Xu was captured by Mo Shan and lost his mobility. He became the fish on the cutting board and could only be slaughtered by others. Although he remained basically calm under the king's state of mind, he was inevitably at a loss.

However, he suddenly found that Mo Shan actually wanted to use a secret method of spiritual hypnosis to hypnotize him and obtain memories in his mind.

At this time, Fang Xu suddenly regained his calmness and indifference.

He practiced as the original fetus king in his previous life and achieved the will of the king of terror. After rebirth, he inherited part of the spiritual power of his previous life and reached the level of a nine-level spiritual ability.

This is not small.

Although Fang Xu's spiritual realm has reached the king, and even in the soul deep spiritual power, hiding the powerful king's will condensed in his previous life, his current physical cultivation is too low to provide the powerful energy to operate the king's will and cannot be used.

But now, Mo Shan dares to use spiritual secrets to hypnotize him, and even pour his own spirit into Fang Xu's body to search for his memory.

This gives Fang Xu a chance to win.

Fang Xu can't use the king's will because his body can't afford huge energy, but in his own consciousness space, he is a king, an immortal, a Buddha, a god, and a supreme existence.

The unique characteristics of the consciousness space enable Fang Xu to use the king's will with a little peace of mind without worrying about damaging the body.

Of course, this kind of display is not endless and limited. It is to provide the operation of the king's will with his spiritual power.

But this is enough. With the third-level peak of Moshan, it can touch the fourth-level spiritual power. In Fang Xu's consciousness space, he can only be crushed and there is no possibility of turning over.

The identity of the prey and the hunter was reversed in an instant.

The fish meat has become a kitchen knife, and the original kitchen knife has unconsciously become the fish on the cutting board.

Although Fang Xu did not know the spiritual secret method used by Mo Shan, he could simply distinguish its effect. Of course, he also found that it was seriously damaged to the subject. In addition, Mo Shan did not hesitate to take action and the cold killing machine hidden in his eyes, Fang Xu immediately sentenced him to death.

Huh? What is this place?

Countless thoughts in Fang Xu's heart turned around. In the void in front of him, a figure in silver-white light armor suddenly appeared, looking at the surrounding environment with doubt, and his eyes were full of puzzlement.

This person is Mo Shan.

What appears at this moment is the projection of its spiritual consciousness in Fang Xu's consciousness space.

He should use the spiritual secret method directly into the other party's consciousness, hypnotize his spirit, and then be able to read the memory and find what he needs.

But with Mo Shan's cultivation, in the consciousness space, the spiritual power was barely accumulated into a small pool. Suddenly, when he saw such a huge ocean, he did not react at all for a moment. His heart was full of doubts. He didn't know what was going on, and even doubted whether he had made a mistake by his secret method.

After all, he has never really used this secret method since he learned it.

Looking around, except for the endless translucent ** under his feet, the surroundings were dark, but he did not see Fang Xu's soul and spiritual consciousness at all. Mo Shan was also stunned for a moment.

"It's impossible. This is obviously Fang Xu's consciousness space, but why can't he see his soul?" His eyebrows frowned, and Mo Shan's face was full of puzzles.

"Are you looking for me?" The sudden sound behind made Mo Shan turn around with excitement.

In view, a figure stood out of thin air.

It is Fang Xu.

"Hey, Fang Xu, how dare you send it to your door! Very good, very good!" Seeing that it was Fang Xu, Mo Shan instantly suppressed his heart's shock and previous puzzles. With a sneer, his body and mind flashed in front of Fang Xu and grabbed his head directly.

No matter what happened just now, the top priority is to capture Fang Xu's spiritual consciousness immediately, find his soul, and hypnotize his memory.

Mo Shan can still distinguish the priorities of things clearly.

However, something extremely strange happened to him, which surprised him.

Fang Xu suddenly appeared behind him. The distance between the two would not be more than one meter. Mo Shan could capture Fang Xu as soon as he stretched out his hand, but the strange place was here.

After he stretched out his hand, he found that the distance between the two seemed to become a kind of gap, constantly expanding, as if the speed of time was constantly slowed down to a terrible extent.

Anyway, he always has a little difference to meet Fang Xu.

"What's going on? How can it be?" With wide eyes widened in surprise, Mo Shan opened his mouth wide and his face was full of astonishment.

Some of the things in front of him are beyond his understanding, and he can't understand what happened in a short time.

"It seems that you haven't figured out your situation yet."

Fang Xu smiled faintly and looked at Mo Shan calmly and said.

"Hmm! Pret to be a ghost!" Mo Shan snorted coldly. As soon as his body moved, he was about to destroy his spiritual power and directly hypnotize Fang Xu's consciousness. However, he was completely stunned and even had a fear from the bottom of his heart.

He could not move at all, just like an ant wrapped in resin. Except for the operation of thinking and spiritual transmission, this spiritual consciousness that poured into Fang Xu's consciousness space could not move and was completely imprisoned.

"Mo Shan, I want to thank you." Fang Xu said, "Originally, I am not your opponent at all. Unfortunately, you dare to use spiritual secrets on me and project your spiritual consciousness into my consciousness space. This kind of behavior has a very vivid name, called self-throwing into the net."

Looking at Mo Shan with a frightened face, Fang Xu said calmly.

As soon as he waved his hand, both of them suddenly appeared in the clear ocean, and a mysterious wave was slowly rippling, echoing around the two, winding around.

"This is..." Suddenly aware of this fluctuation, Mo Shan was shocked, but there was not much feeling. Fang Xu brought too much surprise to him, and his thinking almost fell into numbness.

There was a vague guess in his heart. Mo Shan understood that it was very possible, but it made him unable to accept it anyway.

Because everything is so incredible and unbelievable.

"How's Mo Shan, do you have a familiar feeling?" Fang Xu's eyes, sharp and sharp, looked directly at Mo Shan, as if he could completely see through, revealing the conjecture in his heart that he couldn't believe. "You are right. This is my spiritual power."

"Impossible!" Mo Shan subconsciously denied, "This is absolutely impossible. You are just a primary force master in the bone forging world. You can't even condense your spiritual power at all. How can it be possible..." However, halfway through, he couldn't go on.

Because he found a surprising fact, a horrible fact that made him creepy, like falling into an ice cave.

The original force master in the early stage of bone forging has not even condensed his spiritual power at all. Only the basic perception of the practitioner, even if he is talented or lucky, has given birth to a trace of spiritual power, and it can never be applied. Everything is subconsciously passively generated, so it is obviously impossible to care about his spiritual consciousness. Projection occurs in the knowledge space.

In the space of consciousness, only the soul should exist.

But now, not to mention the vast ocean composed of strange translucent **, Fang Xu alone has a complete consciousness projection that can show its shape, which is a very incredible thing.

Through spiritual fluctuations and breath sensing, Mo Shan can be sure that Fang Xu in front of him is not a soul, but a real projection of spiritual consciousness.

Suddenly, an inexplicable fluctuation spread away and passed from Moshan's consciousness projection.

The familiar fluctuation completely shattered the last fluke in his heart.

That is the fluctuation of spiritual power, which proves that Fang Xu is not talking nonsense at all. Everything he said is true. This vast ocean is really the evolution of his spiritual power.

"How can this be? What level does the spiritual power have to reach to turn into such a huge ocean? Level 5 and 6? No, no, this is far from enough, at least eight or nine or even ten levels?"

To this conclusion, Mo Shan was almost at a loss, and all this was really beyond his understanding.

A primary force teacher in the forging of bones actually reaches level 9 or even level 10? This is definitely one of the funniest jokes of the year, but Mo Shan is not in the mood to laugh.

Because he deeply knows that this is an undeniable fact.

At the same time, he immediately realized what a stupid and idiotic decision it was for Fang Xu to perform spiritual hypnosis on such a huge spiritual power.

If Fang Xu competes with the cultivation of the Force, Fang Xu has no chance of winning. Now, against spiritual power, he is equivalent to abolishing his greatest advantage, but uses the biggest short board to face Fang Xu's best side, which is so stupid that it is indescribable.

"Bastard! With such a huge spiritual power, why do you still pretend to be weak?! Such a trap is simply an asshole among bastards!" Mo Shan's face has almost been distorted, and he cursed in his heart.

"It seems that you are aware of the facts? Then we can say goodbye." Seeing Mo Shan's sharp change in expression, Fang Xu smiled faintly and said.

"Bright, as a holy general, there should be a lot of secrets in your consciousness, right? There should also be the photon holy garment given by the Holy Court, plus the silver light armor, Mo Shan, I have to say that you are comparable to the mythical and legendary fortune-giving boy.

"Thank you so much."

"In return, I will let you die more clearly."

Fang Xu looked at Mo Shan with a smile. Without waiting for him to roar, a hazy and vague shadow suddenly appeared in the void behind him. His body was an empty spherical space, dense with countless mysterious ancient characters and mysterious chains, gently waved at Mo Shan. Hands.

"No! You can't kill me! I'm a holy court general. If you kill me, the holy court will not let go..." Feeling a deadly crisis covering his heart, Mo Shan suddenly roared.

Keng!

In the silent consciousness space, there was a sudden sound of a clear sword.

A sword light as sharp as snow and as deep as a black hole, full of strange feelings flashed, piercing Mo Shan's spiritual projection, breaking the core of his consciousness, and even directly crushing his soul into powder and dissipating invisible through the connection between this spiritual projection and the body.

"This, this pressure and breath... is the king... how can it..." Mo Shan's last consciousness was full of boundless shock.

It was also in this shock that his soul was broken and annihilated, fell into endless darkness, and completely fallen.