One Hundred Ways to Become a God

A moment when the unidentified black shadow rushed up, He Yan returned to the dark state, which gave him a sense of confusion that the air was isolated, and now The darkness of the darkness is purer and deeper than the black one, which gives him a sense of infinite fear.

Until he unconsciously opened his mouth, the cold breath was sucked into the stomach along the throat, only to find a feeling of still living in the world.

Although he has recovered from the previous barrier of the devil, he has recovered his consciousness, but now the body is restrained by this unknown force, and the joints are pressed like a cold stone, and they can’t move at all. Two times, it is the fingertips.

Even the spiritual power has fallen into a more viscous "swamp" than before. His mental power is very difficult to move, not to mention the attempt to break free...

This is a guy who is more difficult than the previous ghost. If he has a fight in front of the ghost, then he is like a shadow in the face of what he doesn't know. Children who have no strength in their hands can only be slaughtered.

He Wei’s heart burst into a strong unwillingness.

He hasn't found a lover of this world. If he succumbs to death here in this world and disappears completely into the world, will his lover be in the place where he can't see it?

When I think of that kind of picture, his spiritual power is suddenly soared by what a great stimuli, and the filaments that are invisible to the naked eye instantly become arrogant and arrogant. With an impulse, his spiritual power is actually thin. Miraculously freed from the dark shadow of the imprisonment, the darkness in front of the eyes also retreat like a tide!

Of course, the price of doing this is that in the next second, his spiritual sea has a needle-like pain.

This is the consequence of mental overdraft...

He couldn't help but make a cry. Although he broke the black shadow barrier, it seemed to be only eight thousand self-injury. The black shadow did not seem to be a big problem. The evidence is that his body is still being jailed. It can't be moved.

He endured the pain in his head and slowly stretched his spiritual filaments to the ceiling, and through these filaments, he looked down from his body to his body.

I saw that the quilt that was originally covered on him did not know when it had slipped to the ground, and that the whole person was covered with a black mist. Only a thin, pale arm was exposed, and he was pulled up at the bed with no life. Under the same pale moonlight, you can clearly "see" the blue-violet blood vessels under your wrist.

After the outbreak, his mental strength has reached the limit. It is very laborious to control the spiritual filament. If the black shadow does not know what it is, he is afraid that it will be difficult to even block it.

He Yan couldn't help but feel a sense of powerlessness. If his mental strength has completely recovered at this time... No, even if only one-third of it is restored, it is easy to tear the black shadow in front of you!

It is never a style to lie down and confess. In the original world battlefield, he did not encounter enemies stronger than his own army, but with his calm mind, he was fortunate enough to lead the fleet to the final victory.

Although this black shadow and his power disparity are dying, it is not a pure skill to make up for it, but it is better to make a salted fish that is falling on the chopping board and waiting for the tip of the knife to fall. When the film has not yet started, take the initiative to attack, maybe you can still earn a life from it...

So his spiritual filaments are in the air for a few seconds, and they are aimed at the position of the head of the shadow - if this thing really has the "head" part - do not hesitate to tie it down!

When you come into contact with a mental barrier, He Yan has a glimmer of hope at the bottom of his heart. It seems that this kind of shadow does not know what kind of shadow, but also has the same spiritual power as humans!

In this case, he is not completely hopeless to survive!

You know, in the world where he was originally, the use of mental power has developed to a point of horror, and according to what he saw in the data, only a very small number of people in the world can explore it. To the edge of spiritual strength, the "senior man" that Yan Xixi found was one of them.

There is a huge mental power but a lack of use, and it does not help.

Sure enough, as he expected, the mental power of the shadow is huge, but the defense is not strict. He can almost easily break through the spiritual barrier of the shadow and successfully invade its spiritual sea!

Then... he suddenly stopped.

Although the spirit of the shadow of the sea is inexplicably cold, the spiritual power ball is much larger than the previous one, but every inch here is that he used to use the spiritual filament to soothe the countless times.

In the midst of the three-day spirit of the day and night, He Wei’s spiritual power consciously removed all the aggressiveness and became supple when he touched the sea of ​​spirits, and then he When there is no reaction, it is reflexively hooked up.

The spirit of the shadow of the sea also explored the spiritual filaments, and his spiritual power filaments wrapped together.

Because of the comfort of a partner, but for a few seconds, why the pain caused by mental exhaustion in the mind is smooth.

He Wei is a little bit sternly aware... This is still not knowing what the creature's shadow is, probably, maybe, okay... is his lover of this world?

He couldn't describe the mood of that moment. He only felt that the bottom of his heart suddenly gave birth to a lingering sense of absurdity. It was a long time in his mind, and he was shocked by the trepidation caused by the blending of mental power.

Anyway, since I have recognized that this shadow is my lover, he should not worry about his personal safety for the time being.

I have been entangled for so long, their mental power has long been separated from you and me, just like the moment when his spiritual power touched the dark sea of ​​spirits, he unloaded the attacking force. The shadow wanted to in turn hurt him. Very difficult thing.

After the devil who came to seek revenge disappeared, although the shadow had been suppressing him, but he did not start to him, but also confirmed this idea.

However, he thought of this, and soon he was hit by reality!

Just when the two men were entangled in power, the shadow suddenly changed the silence before, and the passive spiritual force suddenly stalked him arbitrarily, completely occupying the active position, while the shadow The volume is also skyrocketing, and the edges are constantly atomized and distorted, which is particularly horrible.

The shoulders and limbs were released midway, but he did not have the strength to move.

He had an illusion that he was in the black flame and was constantly roasting from the skin to the soul.

How do you describe that feeling?

Sticky, cold...

There was a moment of clearness in He’s mind. The consciousness told him that this way was distorted. If it was abnormal, he should resist, but after a series of changes tonight, he was very tired, plus the spirit of shadow. Force has been soothing his painful sea of ​​spirits, so that his vigilance has been reduced to a level close to nothing, so he can’t think of resisting...

The next morning, when He opened his eyes, there was a moment when he felt as if he was still stuck in the nightmare of last night.

The temperature in the room is normal. The warm sunshine in the early summer shines through the light curtains into the narrow rented house. It is very bright and warm, as if it is a cold throughout the night.

That shadow, it should have left...

He moved his body slightly, his bones were sour, and there were many places in his body that were dull.

The quilt was covered well, but the body was still sticky, sweat, and some other things, sticking to the body, it was very uncomfortable.

He Wei: ".................."

He endured awkwardly sitting up from the bed, raised his aching arm, and "..." again when he saw the conspicuous trace above, the expression on his face did not collapse, twisted for a moment, then picked up the quilt and glanced After a long time, I took a deep breath and my expression was even more distorted.

After a short silence, he reached for a dilapidated smartphone on the table and opened the screen. The time was 11:30.

... He probably should be glad that he didn't have a class this morning.

However, in the afternoon, there was a full class, and classes started at two o'clock, and there was not much time left.

He Qiangqiang got up and blackened his face and cleaned it inside and out. He found that although he was not very well-being, he was not injured, so he was comforted.

The temperature in the early summer has not yet reached the unbearable level. In order not to expose the unsightly traces of the body, He Yan pulled out the high-necked shirt from the closet and buckled the button to the top, and the neck could not cover it. Put a band-aid on the two obvious marks and barely cover it.

Then I went out and thought about the poor deposit of this body. He had to go to the nearby small restaurant to eat something light and go to school.

Because of some reasons that are not easy to say, He Yan walked very slowly. When he was slow to the road, someone would cast a strange look on him from time to time.

In addition, Han Zikai originally saved the money in order to save money. The rented house was not close to the school, so he spent nearly an hour on the road before finally sitting in the classroom at 50 minutes.

However, the chair in the classroom was too hard. When he sat down, he felt a pain in his face, and suddenly his nose was sour, "..."

After finally finishing the afternoon class, when he walked out of the classroom slowly, he couldn’t help but think that he would definitely go to the pharmacy to buy some swelling ointment, which is too uncomfortable.

However, he was still relaxing too early, because he had just left the school gate and entered a small path, and he was stopped by a beautiful voice behind him.

It is a tall, beautiful woman, not someone else. It is the strict seat that caused the Korean son to die in the original track.

Yan Xixi smiles sweetly, she looks very good, a pair of crooked crescent eyes, it makes people difficult to refuse when laughing, but also makes people imagine that under such a beautiful skin, it is buried in such a poisonous soul.

He Wei saw a stubborn and flustered in her smile.

Presumably, Yan Xixi invited the high man to cast a spell last night. He saw that he could still come to class today, and he couldn’t help but panic.

If it is normal, He does not mind mischievously misleading her.

But he is very tired today, just want to go back to his narrow rental house and have a good rest. He doesn't want to mobilize his energy to cope with the strict seats.

Strictly speaking, he tried to inadvertently test him: "What's wrong? You look uncomfortable today, are you sick?"

He Yanmu said: "Yeah."

Just as he was impatient, he suddenly felt a cold wind rushing through the alley, and then there was a familiar, cold and sticky thing wrapped around his ankle.

He Wei: "..."