Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 662 Stars Flow Like Rain (4K)

Stars are streaming like rain.

At the forefront of all the starlight was a thunder dragon that pierced through the atmosphere and was unknown how many meters long! He raised his claws outlined by lightning, and those brilliant silver lightnings swirled around his body, like thousands of flowing clouds, floating and guarding the blue dragon.

——Psionic skill: [Clouds and Thunder]!
Once he makes a move, he will use his power to change the world!

At least at this moment, the entire sky was filled with only this one color. Violent lightning crisscrossed across the sky, as if countless gods were wielding thunder drums and beating them vigorously. Rumbling thunder roared in the ears, shaking people to the point of shattering their hearts and livers.

In the tradition of East Land, the creature "dragon" has long been strongly bound to "thunder", and this unknown psychic [Dayuan] has really achieved the achievement of making clouds and rain fall and thunder roar for a hundred miles.

This one move was enough to control an area of ​​the sea in the "Zhongtian Divine Court" six thousand years ago, and become a person second only to a handful of people, ranking among the high-ranking officials.

"——lay the ground?"

What followed was the red-gold flame that rushed against the sky.

"Then come!"

Its speed was not as fast as lightning, but its fierceness was the opposite! Song Shi held the heavy knife and swung it upwards!

The vast sea woven by lightning suddenly split apart, and an exaggerated gap stretching for thousands of meters forcibly cut it open - it was not just a simple violent penetration, but also the suppression of [Sui Shi].

This gap left an ugly scar on the sea of ​​thunder. No matter how the thunder surged and squeezed, it could not be filled and healed immediately. Now Song Shi's spiritual energy flame has reached an extremely terrifying level. Once it is nailed in, the opponent will have to pay double the consumption to disperse it.

This is not about "fire" defeating "thunder", it's just that "Song Shi" is stronger than "the other party"!
——Boom!
In the sea of ​​clouds transformed from lightning, the blue dragon raised its head with a roar, and its deep blue illusory pupils burst into unprecedented brilliance.

He no longer paid attention to the flames invading his territory. He simply opened his dragon claws, and it was as if endless lightning was interweaving. The violent thunders suddenly stopped and were no longer chaotic. Or, it could be said that all the thunders resonated into the same line at this moment.

Then, chop down!

But the opponent's momentum is even more vast than the sea of ​​thunder that covers the sky and the sun!
"If you don't win the game, then you lose!"

Song Shi slashed with his sword again, and a catastrophe broke out, which collided with the Emperor's flowing juice and turned into a terrifying killing force.

This is a sword, and it is also the flag that pulls the entire sea of ​​flames.

The lightning and the flame collided, and then shattered!
The dense lightning suddenly retreated, like a sea tide, revealing the starry sky behind it, and also leaving Canglong with a shocking wound.

The illusory dragon pupils flashed, and Canglong slowly put down his hands. The brilliant thunder that made up his body disintegrated, emitting bits of light dust, which disappeared in the belated roar of the collision.

This shouldn't be the case.

After a blow, Song Shi judged that the opponent was on par with the previous Titan, and was even better in some aspects. Even if he was a fourth-ring mid-level player above the standard line, it would be impossible for him to kill him in one blow, not counting [One Crack in the Sky].

If the opponent was intent on delaying and defending with all his strength, he could have delayed for 20 to 30 moves. But at this moment, the fact that the opponent was slowly disappearing was clearly in front of him.

"Hehehe. Hehehe!"

A wild laugh rang out, and Song Shi seemed to be trembling all over. He raised his heavy sword, and in the sky, several rays of starlight intertwined and swirled, then suddenly separated and struck the young man at the same time.

Only one hit.
——As a psychic, the most powerful attack!
"I see! Great! It's great!" The deepest part of the young man's pupils burst into a flame of joy that solidified into substance. He laughed wildly: "It should be like this!"

The first thing to arrive is a ray of light.

A pure, holy, and judgmental light.

——Psionic Skills: [Eglinde’s Holy Light of Judgment]!
The old man holding the swift sword had a solemn expression, his whole body blurred for a moment, and then merged into the white light. This extremely thin line of light cut through all obstacles, not even the sea of ​​fire could stop it.

Song Shi’s response was a pitch-black flame rising up around him.

【Disaster Flame】.

Different from the vast sea of ​​thunder of Canglong, which was powerful and heavy, the old man's holy light was completely the opposite. It only gathered, compressed, and condensed, and then gathered, compressed, and condensed again. It was a sword of sacrifice with all one gamble, judging the sins of any enemy of the empire.

This is a psychic skill targeting the "individual".

Therefore, we should also use “individual” to destroy it!

The flames of evil also condensed into a line, and the terrifying murderous intent and brutality bloomed in the heavy murder. Facing the trial in which the charges were read out, there was no excuse at all, but the violence broke through silently!

Black and white collide.

This time, instead of melting or submerging, the white light was like a straight sword, bursting inch by inch.

The old man disappeared.

Song Shi only had time to take a deep breath before a new blow was imminent!

A double whammy, to be exact.

In the martial arts works of [Chen Qi Generation], there is often a setting of "gang qi", which was born in the culture of the East Land and is a powerful skill in the second half of the skill system. And what is dragging the world to rotate at this moment is a storm composed of pure "gang qi".

Or in other words, "Gangfeng".

The skinny man's palms were raised straight up, and a few strands of white hair fluttered on his calm face.

With it as the center, there is a strong wind with strong self-will, raging against the world. It is no longer the power of observing natural phenomena such as natural disasters, but an image created purely out of self-hope.

——Psionic skills·【Gangfeng martial arts】!
On the other side, it's something completely different.

It is considered to be absolutely holy, the origin of the universe, without any contradictions or oppositions, and therefore will never change. It is a fantasy element of eternity. The fifth element, called "ether", differentiates into thousands of lines with the dance of a slender hand, and quickly crosses the surrounding environment.

"Ether" is known as the origin of the universe. From this perspective, it is the most basic foundation of all elements.

More than ten psychic skills were running at the same time, giving "ether" a very high priority. The woman plucked the thousands of lines made of "ether" like plucking the strings of a guitar, but they did not cause any damage to the raging sea of ​​fire.

Their only effect is to take over.

Bring the psychic flame under the control of "Ether"!

"——Your 'Ether' is too weak!"

The mind is divided into two parts.

The etheric lines that invaded the flames shook violently, and a portion of the psychic flames that had been taken over began to roll violently, as if every wisp of flame suddenly had self-awareness, interweaving and converging with each other, biting madly at the invader.

Psychic Skills: [Suzaku Soul].

Compared to the [Throne of God] who also walked the path of "Ether" and stepped onto the sixth ring at that historical node that day, the spiritual power of the person in front of him was too weak!
However, this was ultimately a full-strength move by a fourth-ring master, and even with the "Fa You Yuan Ling" brought by Suzaku Po to prevent the opponent from taking over, Song Shi's spiritual energy was still inevitably disturbed.

Under the repeated tearing of the spiritual energy of both sides, the sea of ​​fire that should have been pure and solid began to show weak cracks.

At this moment, the skinny man suddenly opened his eyes.

He clenched his five fingers together and blasted out. The tide has overlapping waves, and the wind has endless wind. Both of them have always been stronger than the previous one, and they continue to attack until the target is completely crushed. He is no exception. When he first entered the fourth ring, the limit of his superposition of strong wind was ten times, and now the number is
Thirty levels.

Even though they are only projections of the Tao, and not real psykers who once walked on Terra, lacking something subtle and indispensable, their reactions are still worthy of the status of the Fourth Ring: [Sublimation].

After sensing that another person had taken action, all the lines of "ether" directly entered the final stage, and the intensity increased suddenly. Even Song Shi was unable to resist it in an instant. Large chunks of sea of ​​fire were out of control and floated in the sky and earth.

And the thirty-fold strong gale has arrived.

Song Shi responded.

Without paying any attention to the psychic flame that was out of control or still wavering, he held on to Chongshi with a grim smile. Hot blood gushed out from the mottled cracks on his arm. One tenth of the power belonging to "Song Shi" gathered in a line in an instant.

——Psionic Skills: [A Crack in the Sky].

The targets were the man punching and the woman plucking the strings, and they included both of them!
A fleeting red light split the sky and earth.

In front of this red light, the storm of gale was as thin as paper, and was pierced at once, and the original surging momentum came to an abrupt halt. And those crisscrossing "ether" lines with strange beauty were torn apart violently like spider webs under external force.

After an unknown amount of time, he once again controlled his spiritual energy and unleashed a full-strength attack, seemingly satisfied. The man and the woman did not put up any resistance, they nodded silently, allowing the red light to engulf them and turn them into nothingness.

The Emperor's liquid appeared out of thin air and poured towards the young man in an almost extravagant and wasteful manner.

The charred wounds caused by the blue dragon's sea of ​​lightning, the scars burned by the holy light so deep that the bones could be seen, and the countless fine scars caused by the strong wind, all of which were caused by the full-strength attack of the former psychic, began to heal rapidly.

Under the effect of [Suzaku Soul]'s "Fa You Yuan Ling", the psychic flames that had escaped control returned to its command at the speed of light and turned into a pure sea of ​​fire again.

The reserves of Emperor Liujiang are sufficient for now. Song Shi is feeling the situation, but the 10% power lost by [One Gap Sky] cannot be made up by it.

The Emperor's Jiang is still aimed at injuries, but even if it is just an injury, there is not enough time to heal slowly right now!

——Starlight comes one after another!

"Then come!"

The young man let out a long roar, and the [Sun] behind him burst out with terrifying spiritual energy, releasing a huge amount of light and heat.

Then, the explosion!
Facing the oncoming attack, Song Shi surprisingly chose to temporarily abandon [Sunlight] in exchange for a wide-area offensive that was earth-shattering.

Amid the boundless heaven and earth, the scarlet-gold sun suddenly expanded, as if a thousand sunrises occurred at the same time. The heat waves condensed into substance and swept in all directions. Thousands of fierce lights were like thousands of incomparably sharp blades, cutting through all obstacles and swallowing up the two new rays of starlight.

"Hey"

Song Shi licked his lips, and the long-lost smell of iron rushed into his throat. It was really strange, the young man thought to himself, he was no longer a human being, but every time he was beaten to this extent, he could still smell the smell of blood foam.

Psychic power, it's so interesting.

"--continue."

So, Song Shi grinned, stood there, and raised his head again.

A fourth-ring psyker is called a mobile scourge, capable of changing the terrain by a single person.

But no other path can compare to [Dayuan] in this respect.

The moving mountains that block out the sun and the sky, the vast sea of ​​thunder that is as white as silver clouds, the holy light that judges sins, the Gangfeng martial arts that defies the imagery of natural disasters. With the advancement of psychic skills, the sky and the earth have become canvases for anyone to paint on, wantonly splashing their own colors.

If it were in reality, and was continuously bombarded by so much spiritual energy, the earth's crust would probably be pierced through.

But it’s all “in the past”.

Only at this moment, right now.

All these noisy spiritual energies have disappeared, and only the red-gold flame remains between heaven and earth.

As if he saw something interesting, Song Shi suddenly raised his eyebrows and smiled slowly.

"I hope we can meet again."

The solid glacier flowed down from the sky. In the center of the violent wind covered with ice chips, a middle-aged man with a gnarled beard calmly held his spear.

Donglu Republic, Yu Juncai.

"I have seen your full-strength attack."

Song Shi spoke, and Yu Jun just listened.

"so."

The young man clenched the heavy knife, and the flame of disaster ignited impatiently. The deep flame shattered the surging frosty wind.

"——How about giving you another chance?"

The pitch-black blade started from the horizon and slashed towards the sky, but the man simply turned his spear, just like thousands of times in the past, commanding the endless frost and snow impartially, turning it into a neat and unified army, and crushing down.

Just like last time, the heavy killing pierced through the military.

But the second murder did not stop here like the last time.

Song Shi raised his eyes, and stars fell like rain in his pupils.

And the young man, just like every time in the past, went straight forward!

Maybe it's a moment, maybe it's a long time.

In the thinner flames, Song Shi exhaled a breath mixed with blood. He swayed a bit and seemed about to fall, but this "seemingly" time seemed so long.

I don’t know when it started, but no new stars fell.

But the stars are still twinkling.

Bright white, rusty red, golden yellow, and countless stars stood in the sky, twinkling silently, as if cheering silently, as if all the disputes between them in the mortal world had disappeared. The stars gathered here because of the same path, looking at the successors below with expectation and admiration.

Song Shi let go of Chong Shi and fell back comfortably.

The sight meets the stars.

Psychic Skills: [Black Body Curtain].

——Achieve it at this moment.

(End of this chapter)