Fang Hu looked pale at more than 60 people not far away. The other party saw him and rushed frantically to him. It seemed that there was no change from the original.
No, there are changes. The only change is that there are four more of them, the four good brothers he killed just now.
Fang Hu roared for himself: "I can kill you twice, I can kill you three times, come on?! waste!"
After a while of killing, he killed it again and returned to the real world. Fang Hu was a little tired and began to gasp.
Although the power of martial arts is strong, the stronger the explosive power is, the worse the endurance is. It''s like that the fatigue of ordinary people walking one kilometer and running one kilometer at the extreme speed is definitely not an order of magnitude.
After two high-intensity life and death battles in succession, Fang Hu''s physical consumption is great. This is the reason why Fang Hu''s cultivation of external skills is good at endurance. If he cultivates explosive internal skills, a large-scale life and death battle can make him feel tired and start panting.
Within a few seconds, Fang Hu''s consciousness was in a trance. The scene in front of him changed again and returned to the broken bone plain.
As like as two peas, the tiger cried out, looking at the same scene as he used to see. Sixty other people who had risen from the opposite side discovered that he was crazy about his scene and his hand was shaking uncontrollably.
In order to survive, Fang Hu bit and fought again. After finally killing each other, Fang Hu returned to the real world and saw that the injury in the dreamland appeared in the real world, which made Fang Hu look scared!
"In other words, in the dreamland, I die, and in the real world, I will die!"
In the loud gasp, Fang Hu''s consciousness was in a trance again, and Fang Hu''s frightened voice was broken: "still coming?"
Return to the broken bone plain again, the same scene again, another reincarnation, start!
But this time Fang Hu collapsed and stopped fighting. He turned and ran away. After a few steps, he suddenly lost his feet and began to fall down. Then Fang Hu returned to the real world and found that he had fallen from the top of the mountain.
He fell from the top of the mountain for hundreds of meters, and there was a sharp rock and steep place below. Fang Hu knew that he was dead. Only then did he find that although he was very tired, he was not injured. The illusion and the real world would be injured at the same time, which was also his own illusion!
"No -" in the unwilling roar, Fang Hu completed the free fall movement, said goodbye to such a world forever and opened a new reincarnation.
The Taoist priest Qingxu sees the end from the beginning. Whether in the dreamland or in the real world, the Taoist priest Qingxu quietly watches Fang Hu''s performance.
Seeing Fang Hu fall down the cliff and die, he sighed: "this Fang Hu is really a hero with firm mind and strong force. He entered the illusion four times in a row and killed him by falling down the cliff."
If the will is not firm, the illusion can also come true, but obviously Fang Hu does not belong to the classification of weak will. His will is very firm. The Taoist priest Qingxu is afraid that Fang Hu will be killed in the illusion, but he did not die, breaking the illusion. In this way, Fang Hu is immune to the illusion.
Magic fog is not completely ineffective. It can still weaken Fang Hu''s five senses such as vision, but there is no way to pull the other party into the illusion again.
Without fairyland, the sharp weapon against Fang Hu, with the strength of the Taoist priest Qingxu, there is no chance of winning against Fang Hu. In that case, it will be really difficult to do!
"Fortunately, although the method has been modified, the result is good. Fang Hu is still dead!"
Fang Hu died, removed this hidden danger, and let the heart of Taoist Qingxu slowly calm down.
"Then it is to deal with other bandits and the people of Songjia village. The bandits will find a way to kill them all. The people of Songjia village will drive out of Songshan. Later, Songshan will be closed!"
The Taoist priest Qingxu plans to open the mountain protection array, cover the whole Pine Mountain with magic fog and seal the Pine Mountain.
With the passage of time, the magic fog becomes thicker and stronger, the animals and plants on the Pine Mountain become stronger and stronger under the nourishment of aura, the Pine Mountain will become more and more dangerous, the evergreen view will become more and more safe, and the pine tree and him will become more and more safe.
"OK, that''s it!"
Songjia village on the hillside, now the tiger stronghold, after a toss that scared them to sleep last night due to the suspected earthquake, most of the others were sleeping except for individuals on duty.
The people on duty are also listless. They are on duty while dozing off.
One of the bandits on duty yawned, looked in the direction of Songshan and muttered, "why hasn''t brother tiger come back?"
Then he saw the thick fog as if huge waves were coming at them.
"What''s the ghost of the thick fog? It looks like a very evil look." the bandit muttered and was sleepless. He looked at the thick fog like this. After the thick fog was close, it slowed down a lot and moved slowly, like a white wall to their stronghold, as if it was enclosing its territory.
The more he looked, the more he felt something was wrong. The earthquake last night and the thick fog this morning, the ghost of Songshan!
That''s weird!
He immediately woke up a sleeping companion on duty: "wake up, there''s a situation!"
After his companion woke up, he looked at the white thick fog wall less than ten meters away from him and looked unable to see the top. He was startled: "what ghost is this?"
After understanding the situation, looking at the dense fog constantly pushing towards them, they immediately sounded the alarm and were prepared.
Although the bandits fell asleep, how could the people who licked blood at the edge of the knife sleep too deeply? As soon as they heard the alarm bell, they woke up and soon concentrated on a wooden wall behind the mountain.
Looking at the thick fog wall just two or three meters away, a line of twelve bandits exclaimed: "this is..."
It seemed to sense them. The speed of the thick fog suddenly accelerated and swallowed them all at once.
Then, a group of fierce bandits on the wooden wall launched a chaotic fight in the mental demon fantasy. In less than three minutes, the fighting sound disappeared. The twelve fierce bandits were either killed or seriously injured in the chaotic battle just now and lost their ability to move. With the blessing of the fantasy, they ushered in their death with the fear of death.
Other people in Songjia village felt a strong sense of danger from the depths of Songshan Mountain in the thick fog. They couldn''t help but stay away from the thick fog and leave the cover of the thick fog. That sense of danger disappeared.
Entering the dense fog again, the danger intuition will appear again. If you stay in the dense fog, the danger intuition will continue to strengthen, and then produce a terrible illusion.
There was no way. The people in Songjia village had to stay away from their homes and move down the mountain.
The Taoist priest Qingxu threw the four corpses in front of the Changqing Temple down the cliff and accompanied Fang Hu. Then he picked up song Ya in sleep, trotted her all the way down the mountain, watched the people in Song Village find song ya, and a healthy woman carried her on her back under the command of the village head and took her away from Songshan.
The dense fog stopped expanding at the foot of the pine tree. The people of Songjia village lingered at the foot of the Pine Mountain for a while, and then left the pine mountain one after another and moved to other places.
Looking at the people of Songjia village who left, the Taoist priest Qingxu sighed softly: "Songshan, start today, close the mountain!"