Chapter 641: Transmission (4)

The words of the gray-robed old man sounded very contradictory.

But I really understand what the other party means.

Because what the other party casts is not like a small transparent or cloudy wolf, it is a simple illusion. Rather, it is a more comprehensive method of magic.

I can only feel the arrival of mental shock, but my judgment will plummet with the mood swings again and again, until finally, I am completely confused by the false and the true.

It's a mental assault technique.

There are some rogue combat skills similar to slapping their faces but kicking their legs, but when applied to actual combat, they are simply invincible!

Fortunately, the other party had no malicious intent, otherwise he would have died in just a moment.

His eyes rolled and he popped. What a little bow fell to the ground.

"Thank you seniors for your advice, the juniors have been taught!"

Yes?

The gray-robed old man was stunned, and suddenly found that he had a small advantage, that is, he was very pragmatic.

Destroy hahahahaha!

If you don't come to my God of War Temple, don't you have to kowtow to the old man?

Raising his chin triumphantly, a grim smile appeared on the gray-robed old man's face.

The Punishment Hall Master of the God of War Temple, Dongfang Ye!

A hundred white eyes failed to exchange Lian Zimiao's mouth to ask for someone from the Lingmen, especially his old family, who wanted to accept the real little as a disciple, actually made a deed of going to the beam late at night and coming to Lionheart Mountain to dig the corner......

"Psychological, emotional, desired, heartbeat rhythm...... These are all ways you can control your enemies, don't think illusions are as simple as psychic shocks! The strength of the old man's innate mental power is not necessarily stronger than yours, but your use of your own ability is too crude. The old man really can't stand it...... I can't stand it, you waste your good talent! ”

While teaching a lesson, Dongfang Ye gently stroked the top of the really little head.

"The old man now passes on two techniques to you, an ice heart mantra, which makes your heart, memory, desire, and emotions ...... None of them are so easy to be provoked by enemy spells. Once you have successfully controlled your mood swings, coupled with your immunity to mental shocks, it will be very difficult to have illusions trying to confuse your eyes! ”

"The second type is called God Destroyer! It is an extreme secret method, and it should not be used lightly unless it is absolutely necessary. ”

"It can burn all the spiritual imprints that are regarded as dross in the sea of your knowledge, like purifying, forcibly purifying memories, and even resisting the high-level powerhouse Yuan Soul to take away!"

"Its power is so ferocious that it is very likely to cause irreparable damage to the caster's own divine soul, and at the same time, it will also seriously injure the enemy who is trying to invade your sea of knowledge."

As she spoke, a silver light from Dongfang Ye's fingertips submerged into the sea of true knowledge, imprinting the content of the Ice Heart Mantra in her memory.

"Today next month, the old man is still coming, you still have to resist, the old man has three steps!"

Drop the last sentence.

The old man walked briskly and disappeared into thin air. It came inexplicably, and it went to the moon without a trace.

Only a really small person was left sitting in front of the threshold, rubbing his temples vigorously.

Not.

In my mind, there are indeed two more spells.

But who is that strange old man?

Where do those eagle-like eyes and majesty seem to be...... Ever seen?

At the same time that Zhenxiao was puzzled, a three-eyed monkey with a thief head and a thief brain was stepping on the moonlight, quietly approaching the Zhenxiao courtyard, and he was also grabbing many magic weapons stolen from Mei Yutang in his hands!

Last ......

The last time I didn't blow up Zhenxiao, it was definitely because the quality of the magic weapons of the Giant God Sect was too rubbish.