Chapter 518 It's so strange and unpredictable to have you
Chapter 518
After ascending to the position of Holy King and having divine power, Meng Yan felt that he could achieve powers similar to those of the emperor. But after Wu Chou returned to his position and received its calculation assistance, this "seeming" became a certainty, allowing
He enjoys the "vision" that only the Emperor level can obtain...
Although this is not a direct help in terms of strength, in actual combat, it is more helpful than any strength. Just like at this moment, the black arrow is shot, and the divine will is activated with the help of Wu Chou. His eyes are originally as slow as a turtle.
The black arrow crawled even slower to the point where it was almost stationary. Looking at the trajectory that took a long time to move, Meng Yan had no sense of crisis at all.
'That's amazing...how did you do it? The Holy King can create a domain, and you...change the rules of time and space in the domain? Slow down the flow of time?'
'How is it possible to do such a thing? To change the laws of time and space, that belongs to the domain of gods. Even if it is just a small piece of land in one's own domain, I am afraid that it would take the final level of the Martial God to touch it...'
'So what's going on now?'
'I just changed the flow of time in your brain, making this arrow seem to be very slow... This kind of thing is much simpler. You don't need a God of War, the Holy King can do it.'
'...Isn't this the same as making me hallucinate? What's the point of that? I still can't dodge or move, so this arrow will still hit me? The only purpose of this hallucination is to make me explain.
Last words?'
Meng Yan was really dumbfounded, but Wu Chou solved his confusion with just one sentence.
'You don't have time to dodge, but why do you need to dodge?'
'Uh...fuck it! I forgot!'
Meng Yan suddenly remembered that the entire appearance of Yuan Yingchou was a visual barrier created by the mirage relics. Yuan Yingchou was set as a young man in his twenties, and there was a high gap between him and his real body. This directly affected Yuan Yingchou.
An arrow from the frown will only penetrate the phantom, and there is no way it can hit himself.
'In that case, why are you slowing down the flow of time? Since the shot won't hit, why don't you just let it pass through?'
'This arrow is a bit weird. If you are not prepared, you may be in trouble.'
'……For example?'
Meng Yan frowned and asked. Wu Chou lifted the effect of time stagnation. The black arrow shot quickly, and instantly passed by Meng Yan's head. Although there was no direct contact, the inexplicable black energy on the arrow was like the most...
The violent venom caused severe pain in the brain. If luck hadn't protected his forehead early in the morning, and the Arhat's battle body blocked the black energy, this would have been unimaginable.
However, the problem was not solved there. The arrow that had been fired seemed to have eyes after passing through it. It turned back and shot at the center of Meng Yan's eyebrows again. This time, it was pointed directly at Meng Yan's real body.
It all came to light at once.
'Good guy! This arrow can lock the soul. It is at least an emperor-level weapon... In order to kill me, the other side really spent a lot of money!'
'If you, Master, continue to be okay and use the Hundred Weapons Art to draw hatred wildly, I guess even the soldiers of the God of War will jump in front of you soon, let alone the imperial soldiers.'
The situation was critical, Wu Chou didn't make any more mysteries, and directly assisted Meng Yan to take action. In an instant, Meng Yan didn't even move, and the black arrow disappeared. As the domain expanded, he was directly pulled into the inner world.
'...I almost forgot, there is still this move available. Fortunately, the inner world has been repaired, otherwise I really don't know how to resolve this arrow?'
In the inner world, as soon as the black arrow appeared, it was directly moved to the palm of a Guanyin. The black arrow seemed to have a spirit, and became fierce in the palm of Guanyin, releasing a large amount of black energy.
The black air was like a ghost mist, and hundreds of ferocious faces appeared in the haze, wailing and roaring, as if they would break free at any time and bite the flesh and blood of strangers, but Guanyin's holy palm immediately glowed, and its wonderful fingers clasped lightly, evolving all kinds of Buddhist methods.
The black energy was suppressed, as if a fuse was lit, erupting with doubled ferocity, ghosts crying, blood and tears streaming from many ghost faces, and resentment rising to the sky.
The power of evil arrows is astonishing, but the Thousand-Hand Avalokitesvara is closely related to the foundation of Buddhism and controls the three thousand avenues of Buddhism. No matter in terms of level or power, it is not comparable to evil arrows. When encountering the evil arrows' backlash, the palms of their hands will glow brilliantly.
The Buddha's light also gradually intensified, and even emitted a trembling sound, as if a thousand monks were chanting sutras, one after another. The Buddha's words turned into shackles, quickly suppressing the black energy, and finally became peaceful and silent.
‘It’s done! This is called one thing falling on another. Although the black arrow is fierce, the holy statue is so big that it can be pressed hard. Are you still afraid that it will rebel?'
'That's not to say. Although the holy statue is of high rank, the owner is not a monk. You cannot use the Dharma to activate the holy statue and exert its supreme power. The holy statue is here to suppress the evil spirit of the seal. This has been spent.
Most of the power of the holy statue has limited remaining power. If the fierce arrow resists too much, the holy statue may not be able to suppress it.'
'Okay, I'll leave the matter here to you. I still have a show to perform outside... By the way, there's another very important point. My dad's tattoo totem doesn't seem that simple. Please help me re-test and analyze it.
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‘No problem, is it the scene that was just unlocked? We’ll check it for you right away.’
Wu Chou agreed to the matter easily, and when Meng Yan saw it, he felt a sense of relief and peace of mind.
'Dancing ugly...'
'What are your orders, Master?'
'It feels so good to have you here...'
After hastily saying this, Meng Yan's consciousness returned to his body and he walked a little too hastily, because he felt that if he didn't leave quickly, he might shed tears of joy, which would be really embarrassing.
When I came back to my senses, I found that many people were coming in this direction, Qian Jiansou, Yi Zhanpeng, Huang Baihe, Lie Zhaoxia... A group of people came from different directions. Just now, there were a few twists and turns in catching the arrow.
It happened in an instant, and no one else could see it. What they saw was that Yuan Yingchou was shot through the head by a black arrow, which frightened everyone.
I thought that since he was motionless, everyone would see the corpse of a tough guy who had his head cut off but still standing. However, when they looked closer, they found that he was not only fine, but also had no injuries on his head. He was able to look back at leisure.
Holding the crowd.
"What are you doing? You are all yelling and crying, and you are all going to mourn together?"
"How could you..."
Among all the people, Lie Zhaoxia had a close relationship with Meng Yan and boldly asked: "We clearly saw you being stabbed through the head by a hidden arrow, how could you be okay?"
"What's going through the brain and intestines? I don't know what you are talking about? Didn't you see some hallucination?"
"I can see hallucinations alone, but how can it be possible for so many people to see hallucinations? Do we have collective hallucinations?"
"How do I know such a thing? You said it was not a hallucination, and you said I was shot through by an arrow. What about the arrow? Even if the arrow cannot be found, at least there should be a hole in my body, right? Where is the hole?"
A dull round of rhetorical questions left Lie Zhaoxia speechless. Everyone present also looked at each other, only feeling that... this person is too weird and unpredictable. (To be continued...)
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