Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 634 Symbolic

——How to inspire stronger power?
There was not a trace of falsehood in Song Shi's previous words.

death.

belief.

——Is it fear that forces one’s potential to be unleashed?
——Or is it the belief in survival that inspires strength?
From the moment he set foot on this historical node of the "Seven Lands War", Song Shi has been constantly thinking.

Without a doubt, it is faith
But what about death?

Perhaps, these two have never been mutually exclusive options.

Images of death, images of faith
not enough.

A worthy death.

Live a wonderful life.

Just what I want.

“Haha. Hahahahahahaha——!”

Time seemed to have suddenly stopped, and everything in the world stopped flowing, but in this split second of time, Song Shi laughed heartily with great joy.

The ashes were frozen in the air, motionless, but at this moment when everything stopped, the young man was still burning, burning rapidly and fiercely.

"As long as I can break through the sky, as long as I can reach the sky"

Families and corporations have seized the land and sea in the name of legitimacy, title deeds, and legal documents, and they hold them so tightly in their hands that even a tiny bit of debris that slips through their fingers is something people will fight for with all their might.

The sky is no exception. They also try to control it. The sky is also an exception. Even the noble families and companies cannot take away people's right to look up.

When Mei Hongyi opened his eyes wide on the wasteland, the vagrants in the slums on the outskirts of Pusilu slowly stopped searching the trash cans. The moment Marsh trembled all over, the wanderers around the distant campfire stood up in astonishment.

The red golden flame meteor should have been very powerful, but at this moment, there was a being even more terrifying than the meteor. They hovered above the sky, unleashing their earth-shattering might without disguising it, and thus the meteor seemed as small as an insignificant spark.

It was like someone setting off fireworks in a city where the power went out late at night.

negligible.

But it's bright enough.

Compared to the deep night, the duration of the fireworks is very, very short.

But at least in that fleeting moment, the brilliance it burst out was enough to make the darkness bow down to it!

"I will give you a symbol." Mei Hongyi whispered, and the deepest part of his pupils reflected the dazzling fire: "Nan Dou."

then.

God, was shaken.

The old man and the giant snake were perched on an indestructible sky that was clearly unable to shake even a little bit. But at this moment, everyone felt that it was clearly trembling.

All the psychics who call themselves "Nan Dou", those who have been helped by Walking Thousand Miles, those who have been helped by the latter afterwards, and those who have heard of Nan Dou's name and known about Nan Dou's affairs.

From Alofas in the south to Golden Garden City in the north, from the new farm where workers were wiping the ripening agent nozzles with their festering palms, to the motorcyclist standing under a backlit rock wall in the wasteland, many people's hearts suddenly skipped a beat. They looked into the distance and saw golden flames streaking across the sky.

Some people murmured unconsciously: "Nan Dou."

This is a more thorough burning than self-immolation.

The remaining fire, the Emperor's flowing liquid, the True Glory Dharma, the repeatedly tempered body, the fierce and violent flames of disaster, the high-hanging sun, the destructive force of the catastrophe, the burning and boiling blood, and even the will.
No matter how strong the fire is, it cannot burn all the firewood in an instant, and psychics like Song Shi are undoubtedly the best firewood. The burning efficiency of "self-immolation" is fast enough. It is difficult for ordinary psychics to maintain ten breaths, and they will burn out in an instant. But against Song Shi, a forging material that has been tempered and extremely solid, even "self-immolation" will take a long time to burn.

There is no doubt that this is my own pure advantage, but it is still not enough.

——How can such efficiency be transformed into a fleeting shooting star that is so bright that everyone can see it?
Faster, faster, faster.
Be like the brightest spark when a firework blooms.

"--interesting!"

Since it landed in Baige City, the pitch-black giant snake suddenly turned, and its golden vertical pupils showed "joy" for the first time. The old man in the distance lowered his eyebrows, and without hesitation for a moment, he drove the princes' carriage away from the meteor track.

A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, and a wise man does not fall into an overturned nest.

But Beverly didn't care.

He didn't care about the power contained in the retrograde flame star, or what kind of injuries it would cause to him, nor did he care whether the old man beside him would wait for an opportunity to attack him.

She just wanted to try it herself.

——This reason is enough!

In a time shorter than the snap of a finger, the next moment after activating [A Crack in the Sky], Song Shi's mind was unable to contain any other thoughts.

In order to achieve the effect of [A Crack in the Sky] as conceived, the power must be blasted out through a crack that is so small that it cannot be divided to the extreme - having no second thoughts is both a prerequisite and an inevitable state when launching the attack.

Not even close.

There is still a line to go.

not enough!
In a split second, he condensed and released all his spiritual energy, blasting it out in one breath, creating incredible explosive power. But it was still not fast enough, and compared to the expected result, it was still a hair's breadth away - facing a psychic who had reached the fifth ring [True Spirit] realm, this hair's breadth was like a natural chasm!

boom--

A dull roar swept across the sky.

It was like a warehouse that had been sealed for hundreds of years was suddenly and roughly opened, and the huge amount of ashes that a city had turned into was stirred up, as if a super-giant tornado had blown up between heaven and earth.

The frenzied spiritual energy pulled them to flow, causing a vortex so huge that it covered the sky and the sun to appear in the world. Although it was flowing slowly on a macro scale, its actual speed had long been close to the speed of sound.

In the very center of the eye of the storm, which covers tens of thousands of square kilometers, the giant snake raised its head with joy, and golden light flowed through the gaps between its layers of scales in an instant.

It is also this moment.

There should have been only a "slight gap" in his mind, but suddenly a subtle new thought appeared in Song Shi's mind, and he felt something: "Yes, they are all watching"

"——Then, watch carefully."

The sun dimmed.

A line of red gold divided the sky and the earth, and the indescribable scorching light illuminated every corner of the pupil. Even the sun was eclipsed by such brilliance. But no one chose to look away, perhaps too late, or perhaps unwilling. People standing in different places saw the same scene at this moment.

In the sky, two beings were so majestic and immovable, as vast as the ocean. One was forced to move for the first time, while the other was a majestic giant snake that would not easily adopt the setting even in nightmares.
It took the initiative to meet the Flame Star.

collision.

When time on a macroscopic scale starts to flow again, the first thing people see is...
There were bloody scratches on the back of Mei Hongyi's hands.

The head of a giant snake.

In slowly leaning back.

(End of this chapter)