Showdown, my deck is from the East

The sound of silk and bamboo beside my ears gradually began to become distant, the scene began to become hazy, and the syllables of the man in yellow robe gradually changed.

"It's meaningless to talk to you. In fact, you don't understand human beings at all. I guess you should have simulated tens of thousands of mental fluctuations by monitoring human mental frequencies, selected the fragments that are most likely to shake the human spirit, and used appropriate organs to Just play it.”

Lu Cheng raised his cup.

"For example, let me tell you now, humans have two eyes and one nose, but the vocal organ is not the mouth as we call it, but the vocal cords in the neck."

Bang.

Lu Cheng put down his cup heavily.

The music in the hall suddenly stopped.

The dancer who was singing and dancing just now, with a knot in her neck, opened and closed her lips, but at this moment she could no longer produce a beautiful singing voice.

The body of the man in yellow robe seemed to be in pieces, with cracks appearing every inch.

Then, the entire crack began to strangely spread from it, spreading to the entire space.

Bang.

Space shattered.

Behind the shattered space was an identical hotel lobby, except that the room was filled with dust and haze.

There is no dancing girl, no man in yellow, no one.

During the longevity period, the longevity disaster broke out, and most of the residents of Chang'an moved to other places. Except for the old, poor and weak, there was almost no one in old Chang'an.

How can there be any long songs of the Tang Dynasty?

Ever since Wuzhuangguan fell into the mortal world, it has gradually become difficult to distinguish between illusion and illusion.

This is already the third time.

He looked carefully at the dusty wine glass in front of him.

Lu Cheng realized that his mental condition was already quite dangerous.

Mental pollution has become more and more severe, and it is becoming increasingly difficult to escape from the sense of violation in every detail.

To be honest, the spirit is indeed the weakest link of human beings. Even Lu Cheng, a threshold immortal, is a little unable to withstand it.

It is said that the four sages test the Zen mind, and the three white-bone spirits play on the three treasures.

Without the Great Sage's golden eyes and fiery eyes, it would be difficult to tell the truth.

Taibai, where are you?

Lu Cheng originally thought that Shixian was good at drinking, so he went to Chang'an Wine Shop to look for some clues.

Unexpectedly, he was hit by an illusion and was delayed for a lot of time.

It was already noon when we walked out of the dilapidated restaurant lobby.

The sun is still there.

This is good news. Spiritual species are far from reaching the second-level civilization and can affect the power of stars. Even in the rule world, they do not have such power to change the shape of stars.

This shows that there is no generational difference between the two parties.

"Young man" the hoarse voice remembered.

Lu Cheng looked towards the corner of the wine shop.

There were several old beggars gathered there in small groups, and one of them stopped him.

Lu Cheng walked over, cautious in his heart, wondering if it was the next mental illusion.

"The young man was just talking about Wei Zheng slaying the dragon, Duke Di's investigation, and the wordless stone tablet in the hall. It was very interesting. You might as well listen to it with the old man to relieve your boredom."

Lu Cheng didn't answer immediately and looked at the three or five beggars in front of him.

They all had redundant, constantly growing organs on their bodies. Some had a large sarcoma on their backs, and some had half of their faces bulging outwards.

This is a typical symptom of Immortality Cell infection codenamed [Sanzang].

These infected cells will grow uncontrollably until they engulf the host.

The old beggar who spoke had one hand lowered, where his infected part should be.

A gust of wind blew by, and the stench of blood and disease prevention notices posted by the Tang government drifted past.

"Old man, I'm just joking." Lu Cheng said with a smile.

It is said that secrets cannot be revealed.

Tiandao has changed the deeds of that year, and it is absolutely impossible for him to tell others in detail.

However, he could have stopped wasting time chatting here, but it was still necessary to talk to others to determine his mental state at that time.

What's more, these poor abandoned people might know some too-white information.

Thinking of this, Lu Cheng squatted down.

These people are dying soon, and it can be seen from Lu Cheng, the master of the Suwen Sect, who has not very superb medical skills, that maybe by this time tomorrow, these three or five beggars will lose consciousness and become a new source of infection.

After hearing this, the old man found a comfortable position and leaned on the stone steps.

When they looked at Lu Cheng, it was obvious that he had been brought up in the mountains, but he didn't seem to be sick, which was unusual at first glance.

"Old man, looking at your skinny clothes, you must be a capable person. Can you save us?"

Lu Cheng shook his head, then thought for a while and nodded again.

"There is nothing I can do now. I am not a qualified doctor, but we are working hard. When the war above is won, your illness will be cured."

There is really no need to lie to a dying person.

"So there's really a war going on in the Heavenly Gate of the Immortal Realm?" Hearing that there was still hope, the beggars' eyes lit up: "How's the fighting going?"

This young man looks like he is not a member of an aristocratic family, so he is a member of the Immortal Sect?

However, the people they think of as immortals generally refer to the disciples of Buddhism and Taoism in the mountains and caves of the world.

"It's true, there's really a war going on in the fairy world above. How is the fight going?"

Lu Cheng slowly closed his eyes

The huge Nantianmen shines with the brilliance of crape myrtle, illuminating the kilometers-long underground fortifications.

Boom.

Ah Qing, who was thousands of meters underground, felt the earthquake and floated slowly to prevent falling.

Lu Er, on the other hand, threw a dog into the mud.

The wick of the purple bead lamp was shaken, and the light flickered in and out of the entire fortification.

Sixty minutes ago, the Yunxiao-class's five-element main cannon fired from the asteroid belt drained an entire bundle of jelly grass of energy and half of its water.

A five-element warhead from the fairy boat touched the ground, and the inverse five-element energy was sweeping across the surface.

The enemy's orbital bombing has lasted for so many days. In a turn-based game, one's own side also has to bomb.

The entire planet's atmosphere is rapidly becoming spiritual.

Almost all the entities in the blast center have been vaporized, and the largest dark fog and weird scene production site where the enemy airdrop troops were hiding have also been dispersed.

Then, under the guidance of various ministries, the Canghai Magic Formation underground began to conduct a round of bombardment on airdrop points around the world.

Xun Yu and others estimated that the entire surface force had been weakened by more than 80%.

Bai Qi ordered the mecha company to launch a surface defense battle, remove all unnecessary organs on the planet, and fight back the first wave of airborne landings.

This is like a wake-up call.

Although the spiritual species has various advantages and powerful spiritual attacks, it quickly captured the Taoyuan Star colony and exerted dominant oppression on all low-star humans.

It can even be tied with humans at a high level of rules, giving them an advantage.

But a race cannot be perfect

Although psychic strikes are quite effective on humans, the frontline rulers already know that psychic bombing has little effect on the defense force near Nantianmen.

The main means of mental species are to distort the human spirit and create unreasonable scenes to intimidate and pollute humans.

However, the Shanhai Division has installed a large number of mechanisms, which are the natural nemesis of spiritual attacks.

Moreover, as the battle-hardened elite of the human species, everyone has a high level of perseverance.

The most effective means fails, then

The spiritual species can only use inferior means, which is to create army monsters and compete with human elites.

Monsters are indeed scary.

However, as we all know, the fear of physical monsters is limited.

Generally speaking, in horror movies, the scariest things are the weird scenes before the monster appears.

But when the real monster appears, the atmosphere changes from horror to fierce competition.

The rulers discovered that they were all-powerful at the spiritual level, but in the landing battle, the physical firepower of the Beijun monsters was absolutely weak compared to the Nantianmen defense force.