Lost Narrative Poetry

"At eight o'clock tonight, let's attack the sand together..."

"Can this world be better? I'm so cold..."

"I'm still the same boy who made money, nothing has changed..."

Mental pollution came one after another, and all kinds of strange words or singing melodies kept pouring into the Demon Lord's mind. Although it was actually Himself who was using the power of the inner demon to continuously capture the information, it was like listening to a TV The radio constantly modulates the frequency, actively trying to receive some information.

At this time, Chonglou was still barely bearable, but his expression was obviously not quite right.

This red-haired man had a livid face. He had gone from being so arrogant and indifferent to everything, to an irritable expression that made him dislike everyone and wanted to chop everything he saw.

But as the supreme being of the demon world who has lived for thousands of years, he is naturally not so impatient, so he is still working hard to filter out useful information.

However, the other party's thought attacks at this moment came one after another, and the number suddenly became extremely large. At any time, hundreds of spiritual thoughts transformed into illusory weapons, killing them like invisible flying swords.

It was obviously just an act of harassment before, but countless shadowless divine spears suddenly attacked from all directions, and one accidental move could only hurt the red-haired demon god Chonglou. This already made the person involved feel very uncomfortable. Surprised.

Although even if Chonglou does not dodge or evade, relying entirely on internal strength, such an attack will not cause too much damage if he is faced with it. At most, it will just split the surface of his body and damage a shallow layer of flesh and blood. However, This kind of performance is already extremely amazing.

Not to mention anything else, the flying sword weapons of most cultivators in the world are actually capable of chopping even a hair on a heavy building. In other words, the full blow of those scrap metals has no impact on the demon lord's body. There is not even a white mark left on it.

Even in the human world, the power of Chonglou is completely suppressed, and the performance of the demon body is not as terrifying as in the world of gods and demons. After all, the material structure and laws and regulations are different in different dimensions. If it is not completely suppressed, then the gods and demons will be in the world. It's a joke that humans can't exert their full power.

But even if the demon body is suppressed, it can't be hurt by just any cat or dog——

Therefore, he was also very curious to what extent this young Taoist's divine will had been honed, and what was the concept of "thinking creates a ray of light". It was surprising that every split thought could have such terrifying power.

However, being curious is one thing, and being stabbed and hurt is another thing entirely. No one is a masochist. Being bitten by ants too many times will be a threat, not to mention that although the damage caused by each thought attack is slight, But it's not to the extent that it can be said to be gnawed by ants.

The current Demon Zunzhenglou's face naturally turned dark because of this. He knew very well that the other party had discovered his behavior, so he simply took advantage of this moment to work hard and pull off an extra piece of flesh from his body.

After all, once the number of attacks from the sword transformed by divine thoughts increases, it will be difficult even for him to avoid most of the attacks every time. He only allows a thought to hit the body surface without pain or itching. If he is not careful, he will be hit at the same time. Several shadowless divine blades tore flesh and blood...

Unless he completely dodges it, as long as he acts with the idea of ​​intercepting information from one of the thought attacks, he may often take several swords in succession.

Moreover, when the opponent's every thought was divided and turned into an illusory and vicious weapon, he had completely lost contact with the original divine will. He never considered that he would take it back and use it again like a real cultivator's flying sword. .

Chonglou's demonic black fire couldn't be burned through the air. The opponent seemed to have touched the cause and effect level and could interfere and utilize it to a certain extent without leaving any flaws. It seemed that the opponent had been allowed to do so the previous time. I have always been wary of this move.

Logically speaking, after several failures and being specifically targeted by the other party for this kind of behavior, most people will decisively give up their original plan.

But this red-haired demon god didn't choose this way. Maybe he was too concerned about what happened to the other person and wanted to find out, or maybe he was more subtle. This can be seen from the appearance——

He is the kind of person who really has horns on his head, and it is not just Chonglou himself. Chi You, Shen Nong and other ancestor gods are said to have double horns.

Considering that the saying "Xiang comes from the heart" is widely circulated, there must be some truth to it, so it is reasonable that Mo Zunzunlou is indeed a person who is easy to get into trouble...

So this red-haired man was actually holding back his frustration and anger, hoping to find the message he wanted from Xia Ran's separate spiritual thoughts. Unless the other party had cut off all previous memories, he believed that traces would still remain in those differentiated thoughts.

Zhonglou didn't know that the essence of Xia Ran's thought differentiation was an advanced ability deduced based on the magic theory of dividing thoughts in the true sense.

It is the ability to think in segments from a mysterious system in another world, to process different affairs in multiple threads at the same time, or to think about the same thing from different directions at the same time, in order to obtain as complete and comprehensive a result as possible.

It's not that there is an absolute distinction between superior and inferior, it's just that different systems naturally have different advantages and strengths. Considering the madness of the magicians in the Fate world, it is natural to achieve unimaginable results in some fields.

After all, they dare to operate on their own souls and explore all kinds of dangerous and crazy taboo areas. However, the current world is about cultivating the soul. Regardless of the orthodox monks or heretics, even the demons will not try to split for no reason. If one's own spirit fails, he will die once.

Because of this, limited by the limitations of common sense, Chonglou, as a demon lord, naturally did not expect that each of Xia Ran's differentiated spiritual thoughts could be completely separated from the main body, and even without any involvement... …

Moreover, the other party attacked with hundreds of spiritual thoughts in an instant. According to the common sense of this world, who would be so crazy and try so hard to tear apart his own soul? Moreover, the other party looked calm and calm, showing no sign of pain or loss of control at all.

So the result is that he endured the frustration and those strange spam attacks, and took hundreds of swords one after another. Although his vitality was still not damaged, it was a rare thing for the Demon Lord in thousands of years - —Ever since God General Feipeng was demoted to the lower realm, he has not faced any opponent for a long time.

Basically, it takes one move in seconds. He rarely gets hurt, let alone takes hundreds of sword blows one after another. Although he takes the initiative to fight against it... But this is not important. What is important is that even if he pays, Despite such a price, Demon Lord did not get the desired result.

Not even a single trace or clue was caught, and he suffered a lot of mental pollution and spam attacks——

"When I slap you in the face, I think you will change your appearance..."

"Thank you for the invitation. I'm in the fairy world and I just got off the flying sword. Now I will share with you the story I just made up..."

"Thank you, host. A good man will always have a flat chest..."

The weird melody loops, various divine songs played in turn, and a bunch of inexplicable and incomprehensible subtle words always make people feel that there is a lot of profound meaning in it, and they can't help but think about it carefully.

However, they often fail to get in. After much deliberation, the final result is dizziness.

As more and more bizarre and bizarre spam attacks began to flood the red-haired devil's mind, and made him upset, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.

"That's enough! You guy!" Hong Mao finally roared angrily. The sound wave penetrated the cracked gold stone, and the air waves visible to the naked eye burst out, spreading at high altitude with the momentum and speed of a shock wave, destroying everything around it. Tear to pieces.

Whether it is the transformation of spiritual thoughts into swords, or actual sword energy attacks, or the divine rainbow, strange light, calamity fire, Tianhe... etc. displayed by various magical powers, or actual energy attacks, or The vast artistic conception that evolved was swept away by the wind.

Even the sea of ​​clouds in the sky was torn into pieces. The roar shook the mountains and rivers, and the thick clouds within a radius of nearly a hundred miles were completely annihilated and dispersed.

"What kind of nonsense are you holding in your head?! What do you mean by asking me to drive?!"

The Demon Lord stared at the innocent-looking young Taoist opposite him with great anger, feeling that there was a lot of strange knowledge in his head.

——What kind of driving, what kind of seeds, what kind of weird gibberish...

——The most terrible thing is that there are too many extremely magical melodies, which seem to have taken root in his consciousness, playing divine songs such as "Little Apple" in a loop...

Of course, the Divine Comedy of later generations will not be so overbearing, but when Xia Ran spreads these spam messages, he combined some of his own understanding and application of the concept of memes, which greatly enhanced their viral spread.

There is no need to enhance the lethality. It is meaningless against an opponent of Chonglou's level. It is better to simply focus on strengthening the interference effect, which can more or less contain the opponent and distract the opponent.

Although it is still not very effective, as long as the other party reacts, they can immediately cut off these trivial distracting thoughts, but it is not a loss for Xia Ran if it can interfere for a short time.

"I do not know what you're talking about……"

The young Taoist had a serious face, a fairy-like spirit, and an awe-inspiring chivalry. It seemed that he had just bombarded the other party with information. It was not like him who was begging for a ride or seeds. He had no idea what the other party was talking about.

"you……"

Chonglou was quite annoyed and was about to say something, but suddenly he raised his eyebrows and looked in a certain direction in the distance.

"Um?"

Xia Ran also noticed that someone was quickly approaching here, and took a quick look. Even though he was hundreds of miles away, he could clearly see clearly in an instant that it was Xu Changqing and others who were running towards this side in a somewhat embarrassed manner. .

Behind them, there were hundreds of sword rays... But they were able to provoke the Qionghua sect even when they were alone and weak, and they were even able to escape after being imprisoned in the mountain gate. This shows that this The group still has a lot of trump cards.

However, it can also be said that the overall strength of Qionghua Sect has declined a lot, and it is really not as good as before.

Wait, it seems that we can make use of this group of people... The young Taoist narrowed his eyes slightly, and the red-haired person opposite suddenly felt a thump in his heart, feeling that something was not good.