Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 459 All Destroyed
In a sense, "divine consciousness" is a kind of extraordinary organ of [consensus] psychics.

They can use it to go deep into other people's hearts, read their memories, tamper with their thoughts, and play with their cognition. They can also show it externally, affect matter, interfere with the laws, and use their "hearts" to change "reality."

Although it is a consensus that Wu Bin is not an expert in "telekinesis", as a peak third-ring master, there is a limit to his proficiency in this area. As long as he wants, he can pull up a building tens of meters high with just a thought.

With the arrival of a majestic divine consciousness, it was enough to easily shatter the weight of steel and tightly enveloped the young man.

——It’s not just simple physical pressure.

"Spiritual consciousness" also comes with some more bizarre properties. According to the common saying in Donglu, this is that it has locked Song Shi's aura, ensuring that he cannot break free from the constraints of "Spiritual consciousness" by brute force alone.

then.

The tip of Wu Bin's gun lit up.

It was a crystal clear, dark golden light.

Just staring at this little light made my pupils hurt and the hairs on my body stand up.

After manifesting this "Dharma Image", Wu Bin experienced a huge improvement in strength, defense and speed. Also, because the "Dharma Image" is essentially a spiritual body or energy body, the conventional types of damage it receives are greatly reduced.

If he were on the battlefield, Wu Bin would dare to confront those war-level giant structures that are tens of meters high head-on without being at a disadvantage.

This is a psychic at the peak of the third ring, with the highest extraordinary combat power allowed in conventional warfare. He can literally destroy an army single-handedly and suppress a city alone.

But he is ultimately a consensus rather than a transcendence.

The attack of "Dharma-image" could not penetrate the boundless flames, nor break the opponent's defense.

——So this shot is aimed at the "mind"!
A dark golden light suddenly burst out. In the eyes of all the onlookers, a golden ray pierced through the atmosphere and pierced towards the young man in front of him with a shocking posture.

"Brave and resourceful, with impressive accomplishments, worthy of the status of the Fourth Heaven"

At this moment, voices of approval were heard.

Along with it, there was a crackling sound like cracks spreading and glass breaking.

That is the result of the divine consciousness used to bind being unable to bear the heavy burden.

In Song Shi's palm, a spark of fire was extinguished, and red-gold ripples began to swell and expand in a spherical shape, forcibly stretching out the surrounding spiritual consciousness as if it were real.

[Flint] and [scorched earth], driven by a spark, exploded with terrifying power.

One suppresses the spiritual consciousness, and the other destroys the spiritual consciousness.

Then, the red-gold ripples changed color and turned into a pitch-black flame, which collided head-on with the flying spear.

Then Huoyan was pierced!
This kind of disaster flame that was simply spreading out over the field could not stop Wu Bin's long-awaited shot at all.

It can only delay for a moment.

But one moment is enough.

The restraints of his spiritual consciousness were broken free, and facing the spear that was falling through the air, Song Shi steadily raised Zhongshi. Under the destructive power of [Bad Tribulation], his five fingers burst into pieces, and strands of boiling [Burning Blood] flowed out rapidly, rushing towards Zhongshi, making it burn even more fiercely.

The boiling red gold cuts through the sky!

"It's kind of interesting, but not interesting enough."

The flame blade fell.

The spear collided with the heavy killer, and the condensed golden light shattered and dissipated bit by bit, and it could never advance an inch. The blade of the heavy killer was also shattered, turning into a large number of floating sparks.

"Even a single shot like this failed to score!"

The battle situation was ever-changing, and only during this brief moment of stalemate did the onlookers from Wu Zong have the opportunity to quickly exchange a few words.

"With Wu Bin's psychic power! He actually——"

——When the spear head completely collapsed and the spear shaft broke into pieces, a strange omen was born. In the spear shaft that was about to fall apart and completely disintegrate, a dazzling golden light burst out from the cracks.

It was the same golden light as the gun tip a moment ago.

The spear is part of the "Dharma-image" and is not a real substance. It has always been just a manifestation of will.

No physical structure is required.

Wu Bin twisted his five fingers fiercely, grinding the gun barrel, and grasped the dazzling golden light. When Zhong Shi had no time to pay attention, he continued to stab forward while shouting!

There is a gun within a gun.

This is his real killer move!
then.

Neither thick nor thin, but five well-proportioned fingers were raised up to block the golden light.

The air was silent for a moment, then black flames rolled wildly, air waves surged, and a huge hole was created in the sky.

The strong roar came late, and echoed for a long time before fading away.

"Um"

Song Shi looked at the golden light embedded in his palm, then closed his eyes again, as if carefully evaluating something. After a few breaths, he opened his eyes again and nodded slightly.

"My shot can't do anything to you." Wu Bin took a deep breath: "Is it because of the 'force'?"

"That's about right. If you want to hide this move from your opponent and conceal the fact that you were shot, then its strength cannot be too high. But for stronger moves, you can't find a suitable opportunity to use them, so you can only do it out of helplessness."

Song Shi said lazily: "That's why I said, it's a little interesting, but not interesting enough."

A helpless move
Wu Bin's heart skipped a beat.

This shot was not strong enough, but that was only compared to his full strength. In terms of killing power, he was confident that he could shatter the mind of an ordinary third-ring psychic.

He could clearly feel that the young man in front of him was not unscathed after being shot, but he was far from being seriously injured either.

"call"

Wu Bin took another deep breath, and without making any movement, the ten-meter-tall warrior slowly dissipated, turned into light and disappeared, returning to his original appearance as a man.

"I admit defeat."

Song Shi didn't seem surprised.

Strictly speaking, up to this moment, the opponent still has the strength to fight, and his condition is not bad - to make an opponent of the level of the former fourth level and third ring peak tremble with fear and turn his bones into ashes, even oneself will have to put in some effort.

But it's meaningless.

"My shot can't do anything to you. If I shoot again, it will just delay time." Wu Bin gestured with his hand: "Go down and talk?"

"Okay, but there's something I'd better say now." Song Shi's mind moved slightly, and he retracted the sea of ​​flames that looked like a burning cloud: "Just by the way."

Wu Bin looked a little strange, but nodded immediately: "Please go ahead."

"I'm getting a little tired of them coming one after another."

Song Shi's voice was not loud, but there was not a single ordinary person present, and even though they were a thousand meters away, they could clearly hear the former's calm tone.

"Don't call me you. You are restrained, and it is difficult for me to let go."

"Listen carefully - and then go tell everyone that the border inspection is temporarily offline, and Nan Dou is here now."

The young man's eyes were blazing with fire and he stood with his hands behind his back.

"I will destroy all the twelve levels of Wuzong."

(End of this chapter)