Survival in the dormitory, I was pulled into the management group

Snapped!

Chen Bei slapped out a palm, and this time what came out of his palm was no longer red fighting spirit, but a blue light.

This is the light of mana!

He finally mastered a little bit of the trick and vaguely touched that mysterious and mysterious feeling.

The expression on the side of Heiye Pastoral remained unchanged, and he was not moved by it. Instead, he said lazily: "It's really slow. With so much time, a dog can learn it."

Chen Bei was too lazy to pay attention to him and continued to practice.

He is still very unskilled now, and it takes about a dozen shots before he can use magic once, which is definitely not enough.

This is the spiritual world, everything is fictitious.

So there is no consumption problem.

As long as Chen Bei is willing, he can keep practicing.

It took him a long time to master the magic release skillfully, and he could release magic power with every blow.

Then comes a new stage.

The Night Pastoral talks about new cultivation content, which requires stimulating the magic power in the brain and keeping a good balance.

If you use too much force, your brain will be burned directly, and you will either become dementia or die from a headshot.

It won't work if it's too light, as it won't have the activation effect.

So Chen Bei started new training.

Now instead of punching and kicking, I have to meditate.

From movement to stillness, the difficulty increases, requiring more precise control.

The Black Night Pastoral waved his hand, and a frozen scene of the outside world appeared in the salt lake.

There is a lot of fog in the picture, and you can vaguely see the figures of Omen and Sister Shitou fighting each other.

"Remind you, there is not much time left for you. There is still fighting and killing outside. If you linger any longer, the day lilies will be cold." Heiye Muge said.

"It's a matter of life and death, of course I want to grasp it quickly." Chen Bei said angrily.

"I think your pressure is not high enough. You treat this place as a tourist place and think you can hide and relax, so I might as well put more pressure on you."

"what do you want?"

"I said, it's just a little pressure." Dark Night Pastoral sneered.

Immediately, the surroundings changed, and the salt lake turned into a sea of ​​fire. The temperature suddenly increased, tongues of fire danced wildly, and magma flowed.

Chen Bei's seat turned into a big scorching stone, and lava flowed over the edge, bubbling.

Burning people crawled out of the magma and grabbed Chen Bei.

The faces and outlines of these people were clearly Suo Pengzhan!

Chen Bei knew that these were all fake and asked, "Why are you using these to interfere with me? This will only increase my difficulty and will not speed up my progress!"

"The interference in reality will only be greater. Since you know it is fake, use magic to activate your brain to remove the fake and keep the real." Heiye Muge sneered.

It is impossible for Dark Night Pastoral to take back these.

So Chen Bei could only be forced to practice in this extreme environment.

When those burning fire men caught him, he would really feel the pain caused by the burning.

The pain itself was nothing to him.

The main trouble is interference.

Chen Bei tried hard to use magic to solve the problem.

After a new round of practice, he discovered that whenever he was close to success, he could make the surrounding environment change by letting the magic spread in his mind.

The magma will fade away, and the burning people will be broken one by one.

External pressure forced him to concentrate more and work harder.

Another long time passed.

There is no clear dividing line between time here, it is just a feeling.

Chen Bei made new progress and was finally able to use magic to completely activate his brain. It felt like an enlightenment, pouring cold water on his head, and a direct jolt.

When he pushed the mana to a certain level, all the illusions around him disappeared.

No more sea of ​​fire, no more Suo Pengzhan.

The surrounding area has returned to the beautiful salt lake it once was.

"I seem to have succeeded!" Chen Bei said in surprise.

"If you succeed, get out of here."

Heiye Muge looked tired and weak, and stretched out his hand to push Chen Bei.

It was clear that Chen Bei was practicing here, not him, but yet he tired him out like this.

Before Chen Bei could say another word, he was forcibly pushed away and separated from this spiritual world.

As soon as Chen Bei left, the whole world seemed to have closed its eyes and started to become dark.

The black night pastoral song fell to the ground and was gradually swallowed up by the darkness. He murmured: "Finally get out...it has always been so troublesome..."

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Chenbei returns to reality!

His eyes suddenly became clear, and the blue light of magic flashed in them.

The previous efforts paid off.

He forced his magic power to flow along the nerves in his brain.

[The state of severe confusion has been lifted. 】

Chen Bei's five senses returned to normal, the previous illusions and ghostings disappeared, and his body also had normal sensations.

Looking around again, the battle is still going on.

The players were affected by the Vientiane Pill. Some were going berserk, some were killing each other, and some were firing randomly into the air. The scene was chaotic.

Sister Shitou is fighting omen, and the situation is quite bad.

Because the third eye on Sister Shitou's forehead is closed!

This caused her to lose another sense mode, and was engulfed by the effects of the Vientiane Pill, and was no longer able to make correct judgments.

Omen took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack and hit Sister Shitou several times in a row.

"Smelly bitch, ugly, muscular girl, go to hell!"

The omen was full of hatred, and a hook penetrated Sister Shitou's chest, and forcefully pulled out a piece of flesh and blood, as well as Sister Shitou's soul.

Swish!

A bloody sword energy struck, hitting the bad omen himself, cutting his arm, and the bone was visible.

The blood evil sword energy is like a boomerang, it flies back after hitting, causing secondary damage!

The omen was startled, and he quickly turned his head to look at the source of the attack.

A figure walked out of the fog, and it was Chen Bei who was holding a sword in his left hand. There was no confusion in his eyes, and his cold eyes were firmly locked on Omen.

The tentacles in Omen's mouth danced violently, trying to interfere with Chen Bei's five senses, but to no avail.

Chen Bei's pace was obviously moving in a straight line without any deviation.

"How, how is this possible? That bitch is just that, why can you resist my Vientiane Pill!" Jiuzhao asked in surprise.

"No need to wonder, no need to dwell on it, you are going to die anyway."

Before he finished speaking, the sword was taken out!

Chen Bei's feet moved downstream, his figure was erratic, and he drew out his sword continuously, slashing out streaks of bloody sword energy.

The movement trajectory of the sword energy was more treacherous and changeable than his own, making it difficult to guard against.

Now both sides have the same gestures, it's a fair fight.

Chen Bei's strong attack suppressed the omen and cut off several of the tentacles in the opponent's mouth.

These small tentacles fell to the ground dead but not stiff, twisting and wriggling like earthworms.

Chen Bei also mixed his magic skills with his attacks.

Now his attacks can be attached with extra mana, causing higher damage, but doing so will cost mana, which comes at a cost.

The sword and palms interspersed the attack, and a palm was slapped on Omen's body, and the mana light flashed.

The bad omen just felt like being struck by lightning, and there was a sharp pain in my head!