Chapter 109: A Poetic Madness, Fires from the Barbarians on the River



The "Sword of Intent" in my mind was trembling with desire and making a buzzing sound.

Chen Kuang raised his eyebrows, and the other consciousness that was originally sitting cross-legged quietly in the "space" suddenly opened its eyes.

I am now a real person who has reached the top of the ladder of cultivation.

The cultivation level of Denglou Realm.

Chen Kuang smiled and said, "Which of the things you promised him later did you fail to do?"

That was something Chen Kuang only found out now.

Su Huaiying also saluted in a proper manner, but because of his short arms and legs, he looked clumsy and cute.

Wen Sixu gave him a little support and said, "Madam Liang, there's no need to be so polite. It's only my duty to help my junior brother."

The several figures behind him, which were originally as dull as puppets, suddenly seemed to be injected with thoughts. Their chests rose and fell, their eyes trembled, and they became alive.

Upon hearing this, Shen Xingzhu next to him also cast a curious look at him.

Shen Xingzhu sat depressedly under the side of the boat, holding his chin with his hands, puffing up his cheeks, looking very happy.

Chen Kuang couldn't help but complain.

After hearing this, Shen Xingzhu froze while shaking the life lock in his hand.

And that musician, who looked rather sloppy, fitted the description of a traitor.

I stood there motionless, letting the other party rush down. Then, as the previous thought flashed through my mind, the middle-aged woman behind me suddenly narrowed her eyes, her whole body stiffened, and she fell to the ground and died.

You have never heard that Chen Kuang doesn't have a master or a senior brother with low cultivation level. But now that you know it, it seems very reasonable.

That should be considered my first real method targeting spiritual consciousness!

It was that famous musician who told you about the strange shadow on Chen Kuang.

You must know that even Chu Wenruo was unable to achieve his current success because he studied under the Di Ling Zhenjun of the Xuanshen Dao Sect.

Because our cultivation levels were completely equal, Chen Kuang's passive skill was able to take effect, and I even felt a little pressure.

Shen Xingzhu fell silent, his eyebrows drooping. He pursed his lips for a long time, then said loudly, "I know..."

After Chen Kuang got the passive skill of "Sword Heart", he felt the unruly and unruly nature of "Sword in the Will", and sometimes in his mind it was emitting evil and murderous aura.

After I appeared, the refresh of the status bar brought a new passive.

Of course, that has nothing to do with the fact that my spiritual consciousness is weaker than that of ordinary people. If it were someone with a weaker spiritual consciousness, I am afraid that at the moment the "Sword of Intent" is formed, he would be counterattacked by the "Sword of Intent", and it would be impossible for his spiritual consciousness to be directly cut off.

However, by using that host as a seed, it affects fewer people in the illusion created by the host.

At this moment, Chen Kuang can naturally influence fewer people in reality.

If Yan Ming didn't have a powerful master, how could he be so powerful?

Yan Ming laughed dumbly and said, "Be worried. If we haven't had the chance to meet again before."

Combining "The Sword in the Mind" with the song "Anonymous" can almost achieve the effect of a high-end version of the Grass-Cutting Song!

The origin of Taixu Illusionary Realm.

And various long-lost modern handicrafts.

In the endless pitch-white, only Chen Kuang's own consciousness was missing.

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