Psychics don't die from gunfire

Song Shi didn't lie.

It's a move, it's a move.

Two fires were extinguished, and they all surged into a burning flame front. Under the destructive force of [Bad Tribulation], the "Taiyin" melted rapidly and fell apart like the first snow of the morning sun. Restores flow under light.

Even burned to ashes.

The golden vortex that had just covered the sky disappeared in the endless stream of flames, leaving only little bits of crumbling silver light debris, scattered all over the sky.

A pair of deer antlers passed through the light shavings, and then the delicate skin was as bright as jade. The white deer walked out leisurely, and the remaining imperial liquid formed a circular illusory staircase. It was moved back to the ground and stopped in the distance. Song knew the position of three steps.

The other party also made a move.

Once the move is over, there is no point in continuing.

The white deer tapped one of its front hooves, and the golden light mist all around him suddenly surged over, like a vortex at the bottom of a river, swirling and condensing rapidly, and finally turned into a small crystal clear golden mass, which disappeared into the young man's body.

Song Shi didn't comment immediately, so he cupped his hands and said, "Thank you very much."

"Which one is more powerful, the sun or the lunar yin?"

"Uh, the sun."

Bai Lu smiled softly. Under the young man's gaze, her body suddenly became transparent. In an instant, it was blown away and decomposed like a sandcastle in the wind, turning into grains of starry yellow sand that flowed around the earth in a circle. Another circle, finally no longer sentimental, rising to the stars in the sky.

In the other corner, a silver star flickered a few times.

"What a great momentum."

Song Shi stood with his hands behind his hands and his face raised.

When I died in battle in my previous life, how did I ascend to the path?

Song Shi opened his eyes slightly, trying to find the star that belonged to him, but unfortunately he couldn't do it even if he reached the limit of his Liuli Observation.

Then I won’t watch it.

Song Shi sighed, closed his eyes, and fell backwards. When he opened them again, the surroundings had returned to the bedroom.

——Psionic Skill·[Emperor's Liquid].

The second spiritual skill after he stepped into the fourth ring.

"Um"

Song Shi raised his hand, and driven by his thoughts, strands of golden light spread along the gaps between his fingers. The color was obviously still warm and bright, but less than a second after the golden light appeared, the atmosphere of the entire bedroom suddenly changed.

It was a bleak feeling that even ordinary people could feel.

But it's not cold, it's uncomfortable coldness. It's just the refreshing coldness of drinking spring water in summer.

Following this feeling of coldness is a spiritual purification. Song Shi noticed that his perception suddenly became sharper. It was not the "sharpness" of seeing things more clearly, but a deeper and more thorough acuity.

"The effect of Liuli Temple has been enhanced." Song Shi evaluated it and said slightly surprised: "Interesting."

He stretched out his left hand flatly, and the index finger of the other hand ignited flames, condensing into a sharp substance like gold and iron, and made a gap in the palm of his left hand. What flowed out was not blood, or rather, it was a red-gold liquid with the nature of fire.

The Imperial Liquid that had just been summoned spontaneously poured out and covered the wound, making it heal as before almost in the blink of an eye.

"Yeah, not bad. The disadvantage is that on-site condensation is too slow, so it's best to have sufficient reserves at ordinary times."

Song Shi turned his wrist and loosened and closed his fingers several times, but there was no abnormality.

Unlike the psychic flames that can be used at will, [Emperor Ooze] has to spend time to condense. The speed can be fast or slow, but it is not too late in high-level battles.

But that's okay.

I am not like the White Deer, who has to use [Emperor's Liquid] to build "Taiyin". I usually take some time to save it, which is enough. Moreover, the point of my own practice is still on the Zhiyang Zhilie, and the Taiyin I seek only needs a thread——

The dark flame emerged quietly.

[Disaster Yan].

Then, there is [Emperor Ooze].

The moment the misfortune appeared, the cool and quiet feeling in the room was completely burned away, replaced by a wave of hatred that made people violent. At Song Shi's current level, even if he placed an intelligent weapon here, the logic processor would be burned by the violence.

Song Shi was completely unaware.

He stared in front of him, and the misfortune stirred up waves and circulated rapidly. However, under the exquisite control, all the destructive power was contained within a small area, and no matter how rampant it was, it could not burn anything in the house.

Di Liujian reacted.

The large clumps of imperial slurry suddenly dissipated like waves at low tide, leaving only a shallow line. No, it's not dissipation. It's clear that these Imperial Ooze have been extremely condensed and extracted, thus extracting this line of extremely high-quality [Emperor Ooze].

Then, it suddenly jumped into the misfortune.

It was a scene that was reminiscent of pouring water into a boiling oil pan. There was no thought of mixing and blending. With the completely different natures of the two and the deliberate promotion of Song's consciousness, the thick misfortune flames and the first-line emperor's ooze collided. Rising suddenly, the soaring killing power even broke through Song Shi's restraints.

The flames of disaster spread in an instant, and everything in its path burned and melted.

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When Song Shi took it back in an instant, there was only a shelf left in the entire room on the floor, walls, and ceiling.

Three seconds later, the hotel service communication ring rang in the living room.

Connected.

"Mr. Song, we found that the floor you are on seems to have experienced a high-energy reaction and local building collapse. Er, do you need us to take a look?"

"Okay, please, I'll see if I can send someone over in two hours. The bill will be calculated together at the end of the checkout. By the way, I'll fill the refrigerator with something. The previous ones are almost gone."

"Your appeal has been received."

Song Shi put down the communicator and looked at the devastation.

Using the image of the "Taiyin" of the emperor's liquid to stimulate Fu Yan, the latter's killing power increased by at least 30%. Moreover, the effect of Emperor's Liquid is not limited to this. With it to stabilize one's mind, the calamity can last longer, and one can also make more radical and bold attempts.

——If I am now, can I beat Isidore at that time?

It should be possible.

Song Shi thought to himself, but couldn't help but laugh.

He had obtained new psychic skills, and when his strength increased, Isidore's target was his previous self. In this situation, even if you win, it doesn't mean much.

If the other party also changes to a further state.

Song Shi had to admit that even if he had already fought once, he still had no hope of winning again.

but.

"This is what we call fun."

Low laughter echoed in the ruins riddled with holes.

He has not yet climbed back to the peak of the fourth ring, nor set foot on the fifth ring that he could not achieve in his previous life, let alone the peak of the fifth ring, or even the supreme peak that represents the highest peak in the history of spiritual energy, crowned as the [God's Throne]. To the realm.

I still have a long way to go, and there is still enough to go.

——You can still make progress!