If you become a monster, you will succeed

"Oops!" Almost at the moment the environment changed, Feng Xue realized something was wrong, or rather, it was not good.

Don't look at it as if it had all the advantages before, but in the final analysis, it was just relying on the girly filter to filter out the opponent's ultimate move, and at the same time pull the opponent into his own domain to fight.

But even so, he only delayed the opponent in the fist-to-knee environment, and never caused any substantial damage. He only relaxed for a moment, and the opponent seized the opportunity to break free from his power.

"In other words, this is actually due to the lack of coercive effect of iron-blooded tough guys. If the two sides fight head to head, it will indeed be a hand-to-hand fight to the point where one side cannot fight again, but as long as you seize the opportunity and admit defeat, you can quit this kind of close-quarters internal friction. "

Feng Xue opened her golden finger to search for clues in the space covered by stars, but she was reflecting on all the previous battles in her heart.

Then he realized a big shortcoming of himself——

He lacks the ability to "catch people".

Maybe it's because he has always been on the weak side. Since he became Wu, what he has been thinking about has always been how to survive, and his abilities are mostly considered in terms of escape and survival. The few attacking powers are not hit by mistake. It is to focus on the head-on confrontation, and never consider the problem of catching the enemy when it is evenly matched, or even crushing the opponent.

"It's because I haven't changed my thinking. Although I have always used Hundred Monogatari as an imaginary enemy, in fact, most of my thoughts are still on the strategy of conquering the new world and leaving more strange stories. It belongs to the idea of ​​pve, but now, the aborigines of the ordinary world In fact, it is already impossible to deal with me, and it has become quite easy to leave a strange story, at this time, you should focus more on pvp."

Feng Xue muttered to herself, but she shouted loudly:

"Come out quickly! If it's a man, let's have a real fight. If it's a woman, then open a room and make gestures. What's the point of trapping me here?"

The voice continued to spread in the space, but there was no echo, which made it difficult for Feng Xue to judge the specific size of the space, and the other party showed no signs of being stimulated, which made him even more headache.

"It looks like it should be a domain-type ability. Speaking of it, the opponent's configuration is completely a top-matching pvp style of play. If you want to spread it in the new world, just the indescribable ability is enough for you to have a headache, but as a means to fight monsters , it’s really invincible!”

Feng Xue pinched the center of her eyebrows, and began to calibrate her thinking in her heart.

It has been less than five years since he became a ghost, and his thinking mode is still more inclined to short-lived species. Subconsciously, he feels that his goal is to increase the length of life, not to relieve the boredom of a long time, let alone find someone to fight.

This kind of thinking itself also has the thinking template of "enclosure and self-growth" of farming civilization. If you change to a nomadic or pirate nation, the first thing you think about is how to rob others.

Sighing deeply, Feng Xue conducted a profound review of her own immaturity, and at the same time gave up simple observation, and began to pace in this seemingly boundless space.

He could clearly feel that the [Liuquan True Immortal] strange story that he had just formed was slowly withering. Although the speed was not fast, there was no doubt that it was the strange story that was eradicating the traces left by him.

Although he has obtained the power of [immortal], even if there is no ghost story, he can use other ghost stories to raise him, but this means that the big cake he drew will be gone before it is hot, which makes him this How can one who has just smelled it bear it?

As for his own safety, he didn't care at all.

Don't look at him being trapped in such a space now, but in the final analysis, his foundation is not in this world. At worst, he just wiped his neck and returned to the city to resurrect. With his current influence in Yan Kingdom and the potential brought by burning so many warriors Influence, at most ten years, he can return from the legend.

"Hey! How about a discussion? Anyway, your ability is also in the dream, so how about one of us focusing on the dream and the other on the reality? The big deal is that I banned the cultivation methods of the Yuanshen series! Did you hear that! Big brother? Big sister? Beauty?"

Feng Xue still didn't stop talking. Although the words that he didn't know whether to discuss or ridicule had no effect at all, he still couldn't get tired of it.

He could clearly feel that while he was yelling, his shrinking speed would slow down, although he didn't know whether it was a coincidence, the other party's ability limitation, or simply that the other party was affected by it. The interference of his own words, but he has the right to think that this is because the other party can sense the situation on his side, so he works harder.

He even used his powers!

I saw him take out a high-power speaker from his storage props, and while playing the punishment song, he held a microphone and sang a death rap that was as unbearable as the internal organs of a sea cucumber.

It's not that he doesn't know how to sing rap, but that he deliberately "reversely practiced" [Jing Shan Bai Jia], just for that noise.

Not only that, he also took out the coffin board and made all kinds of gadgets, making this originally quiet and peaceful space more and more noisy.

Finally, the shrinking fluctuations that originated from the original source of the strange talk disappeared completely, and became smooth and rigorous. Feng Xue knew that this was probably because the other party finally couldn't bear it and simply stopped paying attention to him.

And this is exactly what he needs.

He didn't stop the rap in his mouth, but just stopped the action of constantly planing the coffin boards. Instead, he grabbed a pair of wooden bracelets and randomly threw a few elements into it.

Snapped!

With the pressing of the recast button, the bracelet quickly collapsed, then transformed again, and finally turned into a high-quality white jade bracelet. Regarding the successful shipment, Feng Xue did not feel the slightest joy. Too lazy to take a look, he threw it aside, then grabbed something again, and smelted it again.

One, two, three...

I don't know what happened. The probability of successful refining today is unexpectedly high. Feng Xue simply calmed down and checked the capabilities of each item while investing elements in new items.

The amount of elements is more or less, and the amount of [knowledge] is more or less.

As time went by, more and more phantoms appeared in front of Feng Xue, but at the same time, as the number of times accumulated, the products of failures also began to increase.

As a result, black balls began to emerge under the noisy starry sky one after another. Just like in reality, the black balls disintegrated rapidly as soon as they appeared, and turned into streams of data containing mosaics that spread out and rose into the sky.

Only this time, with the increasing number of black balls, the smile on the corner of Feng Xue's mouth became more and more intense.

Finally, as the recasting failed again, a despondent voice finally exploded in my ears——

"What the hell are you doing flying?!"