Dream Guide

Aoki finally saw how the spiritual formation was formed. There is indeed some magical power behind it supporting it. Through the soul of wood, he can feel the connection between this spiritual formation and the altar.

He seemed to remember something again, and felt that the formation method seemed familiar. It's like a game you played as a child and you forgot how to play it when you grew up, but as soon as you watch someone else play it, you immediately remember it.

But he was not allowed to think too much at this time, and he had to go all out to deal with the Itsa people's desperate counterattack.

Spiritual power surged in, and the smell of blood became thicker and thicker, as if the air had solidified.

Aoki raised the soul of wood, communicated the spiritual force field between heaven and earth, and formed an array to fight against the spirit of the Itsa people. Situ also raised the Soul of Stone and cooperated with Qingmu to form a small formation.

They were not willing to kill all the Itesans, but those savages had completely lost their minds. After so many tribesmen died, it would be difficult for the three tribes to recover. Even if the remaining people were not injured, they would not be seen. The fire must be allowed to continue. At this time, it is impossible for them to remain rational.

Fortunately, this spiritual formation is much weaker than the previous thousand-man formation.

The power of group dreams increases geometrically as the number of people increases. The more people there are, the stronger the spiritual power and the broader the spiritual space formed. From more than a thousand people to about a hundred people, the number of people is reduced by ten times, but the strength is more than ten times different!

Even with the help of the mysterious power of the altar, Aoki and Situ were enough to withstand it, instead of like the previous time, everyone could only flee in confusion.

But the priests of Itsa obviously have more than this. The sound of Ula Ula in their mouths kept going, and became louder and louder as other Itesans joined in. Later, the sound became earth-shattering, covering all the surrounding sounds, as if the Titans were blowing the battle horn.

Aoki felt a little suffocated, but also felt a little bit of danger.

But their mental formation didn't change much. The strength of the mental force field formed was only a little bit strong, but the hint of danger he felt became more and more obvious, piercing into his consciousness like a needle.

He thought carefully about what made him feel like this, but his mind suddenly became messy and his head began to hurt. Whenever he had a headache, he became very lazy, too lazy to think or do anything.

He really wanted to lie down and sleep like this, or smoke a cigarette. The smell of fireworks in his lungs could resist his headache and make him feel comfortable. Sometimes he himself wonders if he was born in the fire, and smelling the choking smoke is more comfortable than smelling agarwood.

"Qingmu, don't relax!" Situ reminded, "It's very dangerous!"

Aoki knew that Situ's reminder was right. His mental power at the moment was not entirely his own, but was using the soul of wood and the mental force field that originally existed in this world.

So much external force pouring in at once is like compressing air into a bellows and blowing it out, and your own brain is the motor that controls this air compressor. Once you relax, the control system will go into chaos, and the compressed air will easily explode, blowing your mental world to pieces and turning your brain's memories into fragments or even powder.

He finally knew what the red flag he had just realized was.

The screams of the Itsa people became louder and louder, and their faces glowed red, as if everyone had drank two jars of old wine. Their individual states are getting better and better, which should make the mental formation stronger, but their mental power has not changed. This shows that they are receiving spiritual input, but there is no more output.

Aoki finally understood that they were accumulating strength.

Using the entire group's spiritual array as a container, huge spiritual power is being accumulated to form a spiritual bomb. When the explosive bomb reaches the critical point, all the mental power will flow out in an instant, causing indiscriminate mental damage. Once this kind of damage occurs, he and Situ may be able to block it with the help of the sacred staff, but it may not be so easy for others. Even if their mental power is as strong as Su Huilan's, their consciousness may be instantly dispersed, or they may be led into the unknown. The abyss of dreams can never be related to her body again.

"Be careful, they are going to blow themselves up!" Aoki warned.

Situ understood immediately and shouted: "Dua, what are you waiting for? Are you waiting for everyone to die together? This is Ramla, and the Lord Buddha may not necessarily care for the creatures here!"

Du Wa sighed lightly, shouted the Buddha's name, and raised the Wind Soul.

Among the others, Su Huilan was the first to react. She shouted: "Quick, protect Madam and Alice! Weapons! Use all the weapons you can use!..."

Everyone but Mrs. Larry and Alice joined in the silent battle.

Qingmu, Situ and Duwa were at the front, forming a barrier made of mountains, trees and strong wind in the spiritual world; the crow turned into a big bird, with its spread wings covering the sky and the sun; the sound turned into white The cat meowed toward the sky, suddenly grew in size, and rushed out like a giant beast; Petru used half of the soul of fire to form a flaming shield, protecting Mrs. Larry and Alice, and at the same time The grenade on his body was thrown to Ivan.

Although Ivan, Boris, and Anderson had been confused by this turbulent mental storm and could not tell the truth from the truth, they still threw all the grenades on their bodies and fell into the Itsa formation.

boom--

The psychic bombs and grenades exploded almost simultaneously.

The unparalleled mental power surged over like the shock wave of an atomic bomb explosion. Dark clouds rolled in the sky, and the crow suddenly somersaulted and floated to the horizon like a kite with a broken string; the white cat that had just jumped up seemed to have been kicked by a giant. Flying upside down; landslides and ground cracks, strong winds blowing, big trees uprooted; gravel and fallen leaves dancing wildly, sand dust and blood mist filling the air...

Su Huilan felt like she had turned into a little fly. A huge fly swatter swatted her face to face, swatting her up hard and throwing her to the ground.

She thought she was dead. The consciousness comes to wander in a dark world, boundless and soundless. There is nothing but death-like silence.

After an unknown amount of time, she saw a white line lighting up far, far away. She knew it was the hope of life and ran as fast as she could.

Running and running, the white line is getting closer and closer, but it seems that it will close at any time.

She ran hard, ran desperately, endured all the pain, and clung to the light that sneaked in from the white line.

The light became brighter and brighter, and some colorful things appeared.

She smelled of earth and blood.

Finally, she opened her eyes, and a large amount of light poured in, transforming into a familiar face: strong and handsome facial features, chicken coop-like hair, and a gray windbreaker with a slightly white collar.

She felt a suffocation in her chest, a sweetness in her throat, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, almost hitting her face.

She said in a weak voice: "Take two steps and let me hear your footsteps..."

Then she saw him stand up and take two steps in front of her. The familiar sound of tapping footsteps sounded, and she knew that she was still alive.