Mysterious World, I Have Special Understanding

In the gloomy tomb, countless strands of hair shot out from the strange idol.

These hairs are very similar to Xu Qingqing's before, like living things, and extremely sharp, Chen Zhu and others have to be careful standing outside to avoid being shot all over the face.

But at this moment, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu shuttled between these hairs.

Both of their agility can be described as sublime.

It's just that Ning Hongyu's body style is fleeting and elegant, while Ji Que's body style is agile and somewhat eclectic.

The shallow water at the bottom of the grave was broken, like scattered silver.

Ji Que sometimes jumps lightly, and sometimes slides close to the ground, with extraordinary agility, dodging the hair strands that are coming from him one after another.

When Ji Que played games in his previous life, the characters he manipulated, regardless of gender, would never walk normally. They were either doing double jumps, somersaults, sliding steps, sliding shovels, small jumping legs, or switching weapons back and forth.

In short, it is the same as ADHD.

In this life, he was lucky enough to practice cultivation, and he possessed the agility that he could not have in the previous life. As if to make up for the regret that the game could not become a reality in the previous life, the agility posture he used at this time has the taste of manipulating the game characters in the previous life.

Toss and turn, twist and turn, slide and slide.

In particular, the two movements of sliding on the ground and sliding shovel can be described as "perfect", which greatly reduced the difficulty of his walking.

If the process of him and Ning Hongyu approaching the statue was a hurdle race, then Ji Que ran ahead of Ning Hongyu by relying on this agility.

Ning Hongyu tried to catch up several times, but due to her body posture and too big breasts, she was still a little short.

So when approaching the statue, she simply imitated Ji Que's sliding shovel, and by the way, urged the true energy in her body to envelop her body, and finally reached a state of being side by side with Ji Que at the last moment.

Ahead, there are two terrifying statues.

The two people standing side by side, one on the left and one on the right, shot at almost the same time!

With a snap, "Righteous Strike" cleanly smashed the statue's head into the chest cavity, like a slam dunk.

With a bang, Ning Hongyu twisted the long knife in his hand, engulfed in real essence like flowing water, and also slapped the head of the god into the neck.

Immediately, she glanced at Ji Que's side, and found that the head of the idol shot by the other party was sunken very neatly, with a sense of naturalness.

On the other hand, on my own side, although the goal was achieved cleanly, but the head was a little slanted, not as beautiful as Ji Que's side.

Am I inferior again?

Why do you want to add the word "again"?

Almost at the same time, the two of them flickered and moved aside.

In less than half a breath, the place where the two were standing just now has been tied into a sieve by hair.

This group of idols seemed to have discovered the purpose of the two, and immediately launched a continuous offensive against them.

For a moment, the waterfall-like hair was like long worms and water, attacking and forcing the two of them back frantically.

The entire tomb is full of holes shot out by strands of hair, like densely packed ant nests.

There were two bang bangs, and the heads of two more statues entered the body, losing their aim.

But at this time, Ji Que and Ning Hongyu had been forced to a corner, and the room for movement had become less and less.

One of the two people's Taijiquan flowed like water, resisting the attack of the hair, and the other was holding a long knife, chopping all kinds of meat and vegetables, and the water under their feet was full of dancing hair.

It has to be said that Ning Hongyu has become a little more skilled here.

Because in the face of the hair strands that came continuously, Ji Que focused on defense, while Ning Hongyu kept chopping off with a knife without blinking his eyes, showing the tendency to fight back.

With a swish, the blood-like light of the knife slashed down head-on, and the surrounding moonlight seemed to turn bright red.

The strands of hair coming in were cut to a halt, and Ning Hongyu took advantage of the momentum to jump up and said, "You go."

She narrowed her left eye slightly, and the true energy in her body gushed out, turning into strips of light red energy, stretching out behind her.

At this moment, Ji Que only felt that what was flying behind the other party was not the real vitality, but the agile tassel flying belt.

Ning Hongyu, dressed in red, looks like a flying fairy emerging from a mural.

The next moment, her body sank, as if she had turned into a flying bird passing by the water, and the blade slashed down along with her spinning posture, bringing out a series of terrifying bloody blade lights.

Boom boom boom!

That was the violent wind blowing from the blade, and the weird black hair that was originally extremely dense was cut to pieces, and even the god statue connected to the hair was affected, and the body shook.

Ji Que suddenly understood the meaning of Ning Hongyu's "Go."

That was when the other party covered him with a crazy knife.

He didn't stop there, just lay down on the spot, and rushed out, causing a splash of water.

Ji Que swam fast in the shallow water, like a flying swordfish.

Those cut hairs writhed like worms, wanting to recover, but Ji Que had seized the gap and rushed over.

There were crisp crackling sounds one after another.

That was the sound of the god statue's heads being punched into the body cavity one after another.

Cuanshe's hair suddenly lost its order and alignment, and the pressure on Ning Hongyu and Ji Que dropped sharply, blasting the statues into the mud pit next to them one after another.

After those cumbersome hairs couldn't form a joint force, they lost most of their threats all at once.

The three of Chen Zhu and the cat looked at this scene, and while they breathed a sigh of relief, they were speechless for a moment.

What kind of two evildoers are they, they can solve such troubles in this way.

Chen Zhu and Wang Hua imagined that if they were below, they would feel that they would not be able to last for half a stick of incense, let alone fight back.

Chen Zhu said: "I remember that Ji Shaoxia is at the second-level gas harvesting level, Ning girl seems to be at the third-level true energy level, and we."

The three of you look at me, I look at you, and don't want to talk again.

They are also in the True Origin Realm of the Three Realms, one level higher than Ji Que, and the same level as Ning Hongyu, but why is the gap greater than that of humans and dogs?

Those hairs sprayed and sprayed, gradually died down, and lost their activity after falling on the ground, no longer moving like nematodes.

By this time, there was a thick layer of hair floating on the bottom of the entire tomb, covering most of the water surface.

After the statue was removed, the surrounding area suddenly became much cleaner, and the strange feeling of depression also dissipated.

Ji Que swept the hair in front of his forehead and found a string of drops of water. He couldn't tell whether it was the accumulated water from before or his own sweat.

Ning Hongyu drew his knife back to its sheath, and the red tassel-like true vitality dissipated from his body.

Looking at this scene, Ji Que enviously said: "It's so beautiful."

He only now knows that true essence can exist in this form, which is almost like playing a game when you have accumulated enough anger to use a big move.

It's fantastic.

Envious again.

Facing Ji Que's comment of "It's so pretty." Ning Hongyu opened her beautiful left eye and said inexplicably, "You need to say that?"

As a newcomer to practice, Ji Que couldn't help asking: "Miss Ning, can that only be red?"

"Do you mean?"

"Shouldn't that be called true vitality?" Ji Que asked with a swaying posture.

"Are you referring to Zhenyuan training?"

"Yes, it should be that."

"Wait, what you mean by good-looking is real essence training?" Ning Hongyu frowned.

Above, Chen Zhu, the three of them and the cat gradually recovered from their surprise.

Chen Zhu couldn't help asking: "Master, is this the end?"

Great Monk Lingyu nodded and said: "The bad luck is gone, if it is not particularly unlucky, there will be no troubles."

Chen Zhu heaved a long sigh of relief, and said, "That's no problem, the luck of the few of us has always been good."

They could only sigh to themselves that it was unlucky for the strange thing in this grave to meet these two people.

If you let their one-in-a-million practice wizards come, they can die on the spot for you to see.

The state of Chen Zhu and the others was obviously relaxed, and they had already started to complete the most important logistics tasks, only the white cat Lin Xiangori was quite uneasy.

Especially unlucky things, Ji Que and she seem to be better at it.

And Ji Que is below.

However, it is impossible for people to be unlucky forever. Judging from the movement below, it should be fine.

Seeing that Ji Que and Ning Hongyu hadn't come up yet, Wang Hua couldn't help complaining, "Will they chat in the grave until dawn?"

"Wait, something is wrong!" the old monk Lingyu said suddenly.

When Lin Xiangzhi heard it, her hair stood on end.

Can you really be unlucky?

Wang Hua and Chen Zhu looked quickly, and saw that Ning Hongyu and Ji Que below had stopped chatting at some point and stood back to back.

This is the standard offensive and defensive station method.

Below, in the earthen tomb, all the statues that had been defeated before all knelt on the ground at some point.

Their heads sunk into the body cavity, and some of them were chopped off in pieces, with few hands and legs, but their remaining bodies had standard kneeling postures.

It's like servants who have made a mistake, waiting in fear for their master's punishment.

At this time, Ning Hongyu looked towards the southwest direction of the bottom of the grave, the lid of his right eye, which had been closed all the time, moved slightly, and said coldly, "So you are hiding here."

"Why should I marry you?"

"Why should I marry you? I won't marry you, I want to go home!"

"Ahem. Send me a child."

The conversational voices of men and women reappeared, and they overlapped and became that weird tone.

Gululu, a series of bubbles emerged from the shallow water layer, as if a big fish was breathing in it.

Immediately afterwards, the mud at the bottom of the water rolled and sank violently, so that the surrounding water flowed down with hair.

A huge face emerged from the depths of the mud.

That face was at least the size of the mouth of a well, facing the pale moonlight.

This face originally looked benevolent and kind, and even had a kind of compassion for all living beings, but when it completely surfaced, the temperament has undergone an earth-shaking change.

It was laughing, its lips parted in the shape of an eerie shoe sole.

Ji Que has seen this shape many times.

When the first Xu Qingqing died, his mouth was in this shape, the sole of an embroidered shoe.

Could it be that the thing in front of him is Xu Qingqing's body, but why is it so big?

No, the most important thing is that divinity, which is very similar to the statue of the Goddess of the Wind Lotus Sect that he saw back then.

If the Goddess of the Fenglian Sect seems to give people a sense of flesh and blood, as if she is about to wake up, then the thing in front of her has already woken up.

With that weird sacrificial tone, the huge monster in front of him has surfaced.

If it wasn't for the weird and eerie smile on its face, and the hole in its stomach that seemed to connect to the abyss, Ji Que once felt that he had seen a real god come into the world.

In other words, this is the gods.

The God of Sending Children enshrined in the ancestral hall!

The surrounding air became heavy, pressing against the skin like water, with a viscous feeling.

Looking at the almost three-story building in front of him, Ji Que couldn't help but think of such a word—"Voles are afraid of snakes, and snakes are afraid of eagles.".

The things in front of him seem to be born to cause great fear in human beings.

But Ji Que quickly adapted to this feeling.

Because of frequent unlucky situations, he always needs to face all kinds of unexpected situations, so he has already become a mature anti-stress warrior.

On the other side, Ning Hongyu was not only not afraid, but also had a bit of arrogance in her open left eye.

At this time, the statues of the gods who were kneeling on the ground were already floating in the air, and bundles of hair were attached to their bodies.

These hairs are very thick, and it can even be said to be tentacles with long hairs, wriggling and gathering together, with a scarlet color.

"Send a child"

The man's dull voice came out from the mouth of the Son-Sending God, like thunder.

The next moment, those floating idols flickered and rushed towards them with a terrifying buzzing sound.

Ji Que knew that this was that kind of strange creep, but it was stronger than the ones he encountered before.

He slammed his foot on the ground, and the Taijiquan was spinning vigorously, forming a rotating Taiji pattern on the water under his feet.

boom! boom! boom!

Ji Que's true energy circulated crazily, and every time he punched, there was a terrible crackling sound, and the wind of the fist stirred the air to rotate like flowing water.

The wriggling statues were blasted to pieces, but they always wriggled again, which was quite annoying.

However, Ji Que smashed harder and harder, as if he wouldn't get tired.

He could feel that the crazily surging Taiji Qi in his body was becoming rounded and condensed, trying to form the rumored state of true energy.

I'm about to break through!

He flew a scissor kick, clasped the waist of the headless statue, twisted, and the tentacles behind the statue burst open.

On the other side, Ning Hongyu stepped on the shoulder of a god statue, pierced the neck with a knife, and twisted it!

The idol was torn apart, but the hairy tentacles on its back suddenly opened its mouth, intending to bite.

The blade turned around, chopped the mouth of the device, and blood splashed out.

"shoe."

At this time, another woman's voice came out from the mouth of the God of Sending the Son.

Crashing, it sounded like countless loach gliding across the ground, very slippery.

From the hole in Song Zishen's stomach and the mouth with a weird smile, countless tentacles with strands of hair sprang out.

They swayed, like ferocious giant pythons, opened their huge mouths, and let out terrifying neighs like Ji Que and Ning Hongyu.

The neighing sound was so ear-piercing and the sound waves rippling that the white cat Lin Xiangori covered her ears with a painful expression.

Ji Que jumped in front of Ning Hongyu, looked at the scene, and said, "Miss Ning, this thing is so big, I'm afraid it will cost more this time."

Ning Hongyu responded coldly: "No."

"Ah?" Ji Que was a little confused.

The first two times this girl climbed to the peak was quite straightforward, what happened this time?

At this moment, Ning Hongyu was already standing in front of him, glanced at him with his left eye, and said, "This time, I'll do it."

Hiss! ! !

As the neighing sound intensified, those bright red tentacles suddenly sank down, covering the sky and covering the ground, even blocking the moonlight from the grave.

At this time, Ning Hongyu, who was standing in front of Ji Que, opened his right eye.

She closed her right eye for many years.

The pupil of her right eye was pale gold, like the sun in the middle of the sky. Immediately afterwards, the pale gold pupil shrank to form a flower pattern, like a flower blooming in a mirror.

The next moment, the attacking tentacles froze suddenly, as if they were a little afraid of Ning Hongyu, they retreated a bit.

Afterwards, the tentacles opened their mouths and shrank their bodies, making ear-piercing screams, as if they were being subjected to some cruel punishment, while the huge Songzi God howled and slapped his body, as if his body was on fire.

Seeing this, Chen Zhu exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on?"

"The technique of fairy pupils?" the old monk Lingyu asked in surprise.

The next moment, I saw Chen Zhu startled suddenly, without any hesitation, he slashed across his head with a knife, cutting himself into the Mediterranean Sea.

Wang Hua looked at him and exclaimed, "Brother, what are you doing?"

Chen Zhu panicked and said, "Fire, it's on fire!"

The old monk Lingyu held his body down and said, "Don't move, you just got Miss Ning's pupil trick."

In the earthen grave, the blood-colored tentacles writhed in horror, as if they had seen something terrible and wanted to escape, pulling the body of Songzi God; while Songzi God just slapped his body, bringing out a huge booming sound. The sound made the soil shake.

In ancient times, there were monks who practiced closed mouth meditation for 30 years, and opened their mouths to startle the wind and rain; today, Ning Hongyu closed his eyes and repaired his pupils for seven years, and opened them to fear the devil!

This is Ning Hongyu's trump card.

At this time, Ji Que poked his head out from behind her, squinted at her right eye, and said in surprise, "Miss Ning, so this eye is not blind!"

Ning Hongyu glared at him from the corner of his eye, and Ji Que felt like he was on fire.

But this feeling only existed for a moment and then disappeared.

At this moment, Ning Hongyu raised his hand, threw the saber to him, and said, "Chop him up, the more pieces the better, add more money!"

"no problem!"

Ji Que's eyes lit up, and he jumped up holding the bloody long knife!

Ning Hongyu frowned, the pupil of her open right eye shrank, and the struggling tentacles above tightened again.

Ji Que filed in through a gap.

Just as he was about to land in the air, two god statues rushed towards him suddenly.

Ji Que didn't know how to use a knife, so he swept away the two statues in an instant according to the Tai Chi moves.

But at this time, a tentacle that had been hiding behind and escaped the pupil technique suddenly struck from behind, fast and ruthless!

Ning Hongyu frowned, there was no time to remind and control with the pupil technique, Ji Que had already been hit!

She was about to scold someone, but a miraculous scene appeared.

Ji Que's body seemed to turn into a piece of paper in an instant, and it was whipped and flew towards the top of Songzi God's head.

Chen Zhu exclaimed: "What the hell is this!"

Wang Hua then exclaimed: "Brother, you still dare to look at it, don't let your hair go!"

With a bang, Ji Que landed, and the slender red saber pierced into the mouth of Songzi God with precision, turning and twisting like a stick stirring a big vat!

Song Zishen's head was sliced ​​open, and he let out a shrill scream.

Immediately afterwards, he used another heavy pendant, dragging the long knife to continue sliding, stirring, and swinging, like a ghostly charm!

Ji Que doesn't know how to use a sword, so he can only chop randomly according to the luck pattern of Taijiquan!

The body of Songzi God was completely cut open, his inner abdomen was shredded, and the connecting tentacles were cut off, blood and flesh flew like rain.

Thinking of adding money, Ji Que worked extra hard, gritted his teeth, and jumped straight into the body cavity of Song Zishen, stirring it up, coming in and out

Ji Que couldn't remember how many times he swung the knife, he only knew how to raise and lower the knife, and he didn't even blink his eyes.

As he jumped out from the belly of the God of Sending Son again, and chopped off a section of blood-colored tentacles, the huge body of the god began to crumble, and then collapsed with a bang, turning into pieces all over the ground.

Those tentacles that were trapped before had already become rootless weeds, falling to the ground one after another, and withering after struggling twice.

Ji Que stood in the middle of the "mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood" panting, with white smoke billowing from his head, like the mist of transpiring fairy mountains overseas.

Opposite him was Ning Hongyu with his eyes open.

The pupil of her right eye is pale gold, which seems to have an extra circle outside the pupil of ordinary people, and has an indescribably holy beauty.

The next moment, that eye slowly closed again, returning to the state where only the left eye was open.

At this moment, Ji Que, holding the red knife of Ning Hongyu, the top female peak, and looking at the closed right eye of the other party, wanted it all at once.

Especially this knife, it feels awesome to hold!

At this time, Ning Hongyu came over and said, "The ones above, come down to work."

The logistics trio was shocked.

Finally, it's time for them to go!

Due to deletions, deletions and changes, the update was a bit late, so this chapter is a big one, right?