Fist of Imagination

"Go down...go down...I want to sleep so much."

The beggar spirit attached to Mu Yigui stretched, yawned and rubbed his face to prepare for sleep.

"Senior, senior, please help me first."

Mu Yigui's martial arts spirit looked anxious and shouted loudly in the depths of the purple mansion.

"Young man, after borrowing my power to break this piece of innate energy, can you get back what you lost?"

"What I lost?"

"Dignity, self-confidence, and my beloved hair!"

"I..."

"Young man, what do you want to prove, what do you need to prove, don't you think you are still good enough?

Those who learn from me will live, those who are like me will die.

The soul borrowing is not borrowing the power of others, but just digging out another possibility of you."

"Another possibility?"

"Mu Yigui, you are born handsome and extraordinary, and you suffer from hair loss. You are knowledgeable but not refined, but you want to find another way. Now you are unwilling to fall, and you are a promising talent.

I am not helping you today, but letting you see your own possibilities!"

The beggar Da Ling pointed to Xu Juezi, who was a hundred meters away, and the latter's heart jumped.

"Handsome boy, blow the wind to liven up the atmosphere."

Xu Juezi involuntarily used the body-breaking energy wind style, blowing the loose hair of the beggar Da Ling and Mu Yigui.

The beggar Da Ling held his palms up to the sky in the wind, and the internal energy he exuded could move the sky. Dark clouds covered the sun, the sky was dark, and the grass and trees in the fields were all shocked.

A beam of spiritual light that was unique and self-respecting shone on the beggar Da Ling and Mu Yigui.

"Flying dragon in the sky, the dragon swings its tail, the black dragon steals the heart, the two dragons go out to sea, see the dragon in the field, the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, the tiger subdues the dragon, the dragon shrinks into an inch, the dragon and the snake are mixed, the descendant of the dragon, the dragon and the phoenix are auspicious, the dragon and the horse are energetic, and the husband becomes a dragon... After the fight, the work is over!"

Seventeen afterimages with different moves danced with two palms in one body.

The beggar Da Ling controlled Mu Yigui's body and put his palms up to the sky to his waist.

The flash of destruction of all things was brewing and growing at the place where the palms were connected.

"The Eighteenth Form of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms - Killing the Dragon Will Regret."

The dragon roar that resonated with the heaven and earth roared like a fierce gale. The dragon roar penetrated a distance of ten kilometers and blasted on the Qi snow mountain condensed by tens of thousands of Yin Demon puppets. Ice dust flew everywhere, boiling soup poured on the snow, and the Qi snow that was more than ten kilometers thick collapsed under the strong attack of this palm. The frightened Yin Demon puppets were defeated and fell one after another in the wild dragon roar that filled the heaven and earth.

Just when this palm technique was halfway used, the beggar Daling put down his palms and rode away in the wind with unrestrained singing.

"Throwing myself into the eternal fire of fate, smiling and bowing to the breeze to wash my madness, looking for myself and true feelings, I regard the place where I stop as my hometown...Sing happily, who is the highest and strongest, who am I, I have never cared whether the secular world appreciates it or not."

The dragon roar gradually faded, but the Qi snow mountain was only half dissolved.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Mu Yigui, who bowed his head and hung his hands, shocked and disappointed.

A strong wind suddenly rose, and a red sandalwood-colored true nature sky led to a gleaming light in the dark sky and earth.

"The world is unfolded - all things are the same!"

The dreamlike self-nature world is combined with the red sandalwood-colored true nature fragments of Mu Yigui, and finally turned into a phantom that looked like a beggar spirit and fell on Mu Yigui.

But this time, the face of the phantom was exactly the same as Mu Yigui's original face.

"The Eighteenth Style of the Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms - Killing the Dragon Will Regret!"

The dragon roared again!

The devastating palm force and strong wind blew the Yin Demon Snow Mountain into pieces. A hole as big as a hill appeared at the point where the strong wind landed. At the end of the hole, a bright yellow light could be vaguely seen!

Ji Can did not hesitate any more, and pulled Liang De and the others to fly towards the hole in the Gangqi Snow Mountain at a speed of chasing stars and catching up with the moon.

In the depths of the Gangqi Snow Mountain, three Yin Demon puppets with different momentums jumped up, but were stopped by Lei Donglan, Lin Baolong and a handsome young man.

Liang De stood on Ji Can's back and passed by the handsome young man.

"Who are you, handsome guy?"

Shan Futian tied up his long seaweed-like hair and faced the Yin Demon Puppet in front of him, which was as imposing as an iron lion.

"Senior Sister Youhui, you still don't understand.

Steel and iron can only beat the appearance. If you can be like steel and iron, why can't you be like clouds and fog?"

Shan Futian turned into a piece of red copper air and instantly swallowed up Shen Youhui's Yin Demon Puppet, who had won 24 consecutive games in the Ten Swings and Ten Decisions.

In the terrifying heat of the furnace, the black eyeballs and red skin on the surface of the Yin Demon Puppet gradually fell off, revealing the petite and jade-like woman under the ugly skin.

Shen Youhui looked at her palm that quickly disintegrated into ash and murmured to herself:

"Master Dong, if you give me a little more time, I can understand it myself.

Junior brother, thank you."

Shen Youhui smiled, then turned into a gust of red copper breeze and completely left this world.

…

Lin Baolong’s three iron shields held off the infantry and tank mixed army of the Yin Demon Puppet Shi Kaozhe.

Lei Donglan’s fists were like flames, blocking the Yin Demon Puppet that transformed into countless slime molds with its innate divine power.

Ji Can flew forward with Liang De on his back, and the strange-shaped long sword in his hand slashed out thousands of Qi forces, destroying and shooting down countless Yin Demon Puppet with wings on their backs.

The bright yellow and dark purple light ball was right in front of him.

Liang De stood on Ji Can’s back, summoning the gray-black True Nature Heavenly Induction with dragon-like scales, and a high-speed rotating life revolving lantern hung above his head.

“Stay away from me.”

Liang De tapped one foot on Ji Can’s back, and flew ten meters away in a flash.

The light of the life revolving lantern on the top flashed suddenly.

This moment, which only happens once in this life, is frozen in the light.

Thousands of Yin Demon puppets are suspended in the air, and every particle of their souls and bodies is stopped at the position at this moment.

This is an instant death judgment for all individuals who need particle movement to maintain life activities.

When Liang De turned off the lights, two-thirds of the Yin Demon puppets fell from the air, and their gray bodies completely lost their vitality.

After turning off the lights, Liang De stepped on the Yin Demon puppets that had not yet landed in the air and ran forward.

His Jieyuan unfolded form can only last for 1 minute at full power, but 1 minute can be decomposed into countless moments. Isn’t a long life made up of countless moments!

Under the millisecond-level time perception control, the revolving light of life is clutching and closing, sometimes dark and sometimes bright.

Turn on the lights, turn off the lights, rotate, jump, turn on the lights again, and turn off the lights again.

Stagnation, start, stagnation, start, stagnation, start... Liang De is like a single-player player who can pause the game at any time, and he moves forward rapidly in the gap between the solidification and recovery of the world.

Large groups of Yin Demon puppets died and fell, and it seemed like a death rain fell from the sky.

Liang De under the lamp turned into a gust of wind and crossed a distance of ten kilometers at the fastest speed.

The bright yellow light ball wrapped around the Demon-Husbanding Sword Spirit had entered within 5 kilometers.

Liang De's soul was shaken, and a quarter of the ancient bookmark appeared in the air.

In the outer world of the Sword Immortal Ruins, another quarter of the bookmark appeared in Yuan Tianren's martial arts soul.

The two bookmark fragments crossed the gap between the worlds and merged into one.

"A lone cloud and a crane are together, and a leaf boat is a thousand volumes of scriptures."

The ink pen regular script on the ancient bookmark shone brightly.

Yuan Tianren, Chang Duanxuan, Zhao Tianji, Dong Tianbao, Mo Feisheng, Jiang Chi, and Nan Buyan appeared in the inner world, close to the Demon-Husbanding Sword Spirit.

The dark purple skeleton evil sword sneered.

Purple lightning swept everywhere, thunder roared, and ten red and black giants stood in front of the Demon-Hustling Sword Spirit.

Ten red and black faceless giants stood tall, and a terrifying amount of extraordinary power was madly overflowing from the giants' bodies. They were ten Yin Demon puppets with red calamity!

Today, I drank with Mr. Bing, a classmate of the Kentucky Literary Club, and accidentally fell asleep. Mr. Bing said that serious literature should be frugal with words. As a pioneer writer, it is best to have slogans without works. I don't agree with it, so there are two more chapters in the evening.