Facing this ultimate killing move that condensed ninety-nine and eighty-one bells, Zhong Wen was actually closing his eyes to rest!
In Lin Bei's eyes, this was no longer a sign of calmness, it was simply pretending.
He thought that the aura he created was already very pretentious, but he never expected that the young man in his twenties opposite him would be even more pretentious than him.
Even with his temperament that has accumulated for thousands of years, at this moment he still couldn't help but want to shout at the other party, "I'll be struck by lightning if I pretend to be good."
He was as fierce as a tiger in his operations, but in the end the other party didn't even look at him. This feeling of flirting with a blind man made him extremely unhappy. This cost him a lot, and he even needed to overdraw the energy of the Chaos Clock to display the ultimate move.
The ultimate move was held in his hand, but he still didn't throw it out.
He has no doubt that as soon as this move is used, not to mention Zhong Wen, this Immortal City and even the many islands in the surrounding seas will be shattered, sunk, and destroyed. No one can escape this disaster.
He could also read the deep fear and despair in the eyes of the people below.
This sense of superiority over the common people and controlling life and death made him feel happy and very useful.
However, compared to these insignificant people, what really concerned him was the emotions and feelings of Zhong Wen and Nangong Ling.
He hoped to read repentance and surrender from Nangong Ling's face.
He even hoped to see fear and despair in Zhong Wen's eyes.
However, neither of these two people were looking at him.
Nangong Ling is blind and cannot see him.
But Zhong Wen closed his eyes, deliberately not looking at him.
This awkward emotion always lingered in Lin Bei's heart, like a gangrene attached to the bones, which could not be dispelled no matter what.
You should open your eyes!
You should look at me!
Your sister is wearing wool!
If you don’t pretend, you will die!
Staring at Zhong Wen, whose eyes were closed and motionless, Lin Bei couldn't help but feel his teeth itching with hatred.
He even had a weird idea, wanting to hold the ultimate move in his hand, and Zhong Wen would never throw it out without opening his eyes.
Of course Zhong Wen is not pretending.
If you enter his spiritual world, you will find that in the "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion", he is moving his hands and feet, wrestling with a fat mouse.
Zhong Wen: "Smelly rat, give me all the power of time. Hurry up, I'm in a hurry!"
Xiaobao: "Hero, haven't I been sending you the power of time?"
Zhong Wen: "Not enough, far from enough!"
Xiaobao said with a sad face: "Hero, I have tried my best, but there is really nothing more!"
Zhong Wen: "Don't do this with me! Look at the devil outside. He is also an innate spiritual treasure. How can he create such a big battle? Why can't you do it?"
Xiaobao looked confused: "Hero, I can't even see what's going on outside!"
Zhong Wen was stunned: "Really?"
It turns out that when Senior Sister Yan and Stinky Rat sent me power here, they didn't know the situation in the outside world?
He kicked Xiaobao's fat body away, touched his chin and remained silent for a long time, lost in thought.
If I want them to see it, can "Xinhua Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" agree?
As soon as the idea came to mind, the top of the originally sealed house suddenly lit up, and it was like a movie projection screen, showing Lin Bei's white figure.
I saw the old devil's eyes wide open, glaring fiercely at this side. The bright white light around him was so dazzling that it made people unable to open their eyes.
Even in the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion", Yan Xiaoxiao and Xiaobao could clearly feel the terrifying pressure emanating from each other. Their chests felt tight involuntarily, their breathing was not smooth, and even their legs could not help but tremble and become weak.
The "screen projection" effect is surprisingly lifelike and immersive, comparable to IMAX blockbusters.
"Is this Lin Bei?"
There was a look of confusion on Yan Xiaoxiao's pretty face, and she obviously realized that the Lin Bei in front of her looked completely different from the peak powerhouse ten thousand years ago.
"It's a long story."
Seeing that the "Xinhua Sutra Pavilion" could change according to his own ideas, Zhong Wen felt refreshed. He didn't have time to explain to Yan Xiaoxiao about Xiao Wenjian, so he just nodded to her, and then grabbed the giant rat Xiaobao's ear again,
He shouted loudly, "Look, look! He is also fused with the innate spiritual treasure. Why is the gap between you and him so big?"
"Hero, this is too much for you."
Xiaobao said with an aggrieved look, "I'm just a mouse, how can I compare with a strong man like Lin Bei? And he still has a body after all, I only have this little residual soul left, I can't compare, I really can't compare!"
"What the hell..."
Seeing that it was lying flat and taking it for granted, without any intention of winning, Zhong Wen was angry and funny at the same time. He didn't know what to do with it for a moment, "Does it still have any backbone? What a rat!"
"I am originally a mouse."
Xiaobao actually nodded seriously, not feeling offended at all, "What are you if you're not a rat?"
"Xiaobao, we are now living in Zhong Wen's consciousness and have been firmly tied to him."
Seeing that the two sides were at an impasse, Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't help but interject, "If he has any shortcomings, you and I will probably end up not much better, so we'd better help him!"
"Now that the master has spoken."
Xiaobao's expression froze and he hesitated for a long time before he spread his hands and said reluctantly, "Hero, how much more time do you need?"
"I, I don't have much left!"
As soon as it finished speaking, it seemed to have thought of something, and quickly added another sentence. A pair of small eyes rolled around, and it glanced at Zhong Wen from time to time, with a cunning light shining in its eyes.
"No more, no more."
Seeing it let go, a strange smile appeared on Zhong Wen's face. He stretched out his thumb and index finger and made a "little bit" gesture, "As long as I can punch 100 million punches in one breath."
"What?"
Xiaobao didn't react for a moment, his little eyes blinked and stared at him blankly.
"Don't you understand?"
Zhong Wen made a punching motion, and then explained patiently, "This is a punch. I need you to speed up the flow of time so that I can punch 100 million punches in one breath."
"One, one hundred million punches?"
Xiaobao gradually came back to his senses, his expression suddenly dropped, and he forced a smile on his face, but it was uglier than crying. He stumbled and replied, "This, this won't take three to five years?"
"Isn't it?"
Zhong Wen walked up to it with a smile on his face, put his arm around its shoulders affectionately and said, "That's why I need to use your power."
Looking at the strange smile on his face, Xiaobao felt that the hair on his hair stood on end, his spine felt chilly, and he couldn't help but shiver all over.
"No way, don't even think about it!"
It forcefully broke away from Zhong Wen's right arm, shook its head like a rattle, and shouted angrily, "What do you think I am? How many years can you breathe? Why don't you go to heaven?"
In its excitement, it even addressed Zhong Wen as "you" and even forgot the honorific.
"If I'm not wrong, Lin Bei rang the Chaos Bell eighty-one times just now, and he must have paid a huge price. Otherwise, why would he need to fight with me for so long?"
Zhong Wen stared into Xiaobao's round eyes and asked meaningfully, "You should be able to do similar things, right?"
"No, we can't." Xiaobao lowered his head and his eyes flickered.
"Stinky rat!"
Zhong Wen's eyes flashed, and he rushed forward, grabbed its beard and shouted sternly, "You have seen the situation outside. If I die, do you think you will be able to survive?"
Xiaobao did not compromise, but turned away and used silence to resist Zhong Wen's threat.
"Xiaobao, do you think that even if Zhong Wen dies, the innate spiritual treasure will not be destroyed."
Yan Xiaoxiao sighed and suddenly asked softly, "So I'm still safe?"
"I, I..."
Xiaobao's face changed and he hesitated for a long time, unable to answer.
Just as Yan Xiaoxiao said, deep down in its heart, it really believed that even if Zhong Wen died, it could continue to live in the Tai Sui Pearl, and there was no need to waste too much soul power to fight Lin Bei.
"If Zhong Wen dies."
Yan Xiaoxiao looked directly into its eyes and said decisively, "I won't live either."
"Owner!"
Xiaobao was shocked when he heard this, as if he had been struck by lightning.
It knew that its soul was completely tied to Yan Xiaoxiao, and if the other party's soul was lost, it would be absolutely impossible for it to continue to exist.
"Just do it as you see fit!"
Yan Xiaoxiao smiled lightly and said nothing more.
"I, I..."
Xiaobao was stunned on the spot, and after a long while he cursed angrily in a voice that Yan Xiaoxiao couldn't understand.
Zhong Wen is proficient in animal language and can understand the meaning of this rat language, which is "a dog and a man".
"I understand." He exerted his right hand slightly and said with a smile.
"I, I..."
Xiaobao's face froze, and he looked very embarrassed. After a long time, he scratched his head helplessly and said, "If you use this trick, you will occasionally fall into a deep sleep. I'm afraid you won't be able to do anything for a long time."
Let’s use the power of Tai Sui Pearl again.”
"Feel sorry."
Zhong Wen was silent for a moment and said slowly in an extremely sincere voice, "Thank you!"
"I've really had eight lifetimes of bad luck to meet you two..."
Xiaobao ignored him, but turned around, holding the Tai Sui Pearl tightly with both front paws, and kept complaining in a low voice.
…
In the real world, Zhong Wen suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shone brightly, and his whole aura changed.