As the countdown began, Feng Xue organized his equipment. According to Brother Cain, the owner of the house he was challenging now seemed to be the righteous god of an ancient pantheon. He was not very well-known and was also a recent figure. The person who was inexplicably resurrected after twenty years was a caster, and his body was relatively fragile.
After getting to know the names of the big guys on the 61st floor, Feng Xue also had some understanding of the ghost stories at the top. Except for a few that were really freshmen and even a handful of strange stories from other worlds, the ghost stories at the top seemed to be resurrected. Or simply live to the modern age of ancient gods. According to Cain, there are some other categories, but those younger ghost stories usually develop new powers quickly, and will go to higher positions soon.
Only these old people who are born with weird stories, even if they get new powers, cannot adapt quickly, or it may easily cause conflicts with their original weird words, so they can only adapt slowly and integrate slowly.
Especially Cain. He was originally a weirdo type of the ancestor of mankind. He was a standard human being with a halo of thorns and the element of "major sin". Nero had to call him ancestor when he saw him. The result was inexplicable. In modern times, there are elements of the ancestor of vampires, the Thirteen Clans and the Holy Artifact of the Blood Clan. He, an Arab-origin old antique, can't play with those things at all. Just completely integrating the two concepts will cost dozens of people. Year.
It's not that the innate weird talk is really that stupid, but because attributes that suddenly become popular are very uncertain compared to basic attributes. If you swallow it in big gulps, the result is that modern times will immediately become obsolete. , when the time comes, you may not be able to reap the dividends, and you will have to use your own original ghost story to support this outdated ghost story.
Only after decades of experience and confirming that this understanding has become deeply ingrained can we dare to truly absorb it.
From such exchanges, Feng Xue also realized the difference between these strange stories about gods and the untransformed strange stories in Infinite City.
Because of the nature of life and death, Wu has a temperament that seizes the day. No matter how old he is, he must first embrace the present before he can talk about the future.
However, these mythical monsters have an extremely stable fundamentals, and what stands out is stability. Because the fundamentals are solid enough, they don’t worry about survival at all. In contrast, they care more about stability and rashly absorb new concepts. On the contrary, it is easy to make the foundation thin.
Of course, those who were already on the verge of extinction, or whose basic beliefs have completely collapsed, will probably become nothing more than ghost stories without transformation after being resurrected by chance. After all, their little foundation is no longer enough to support them.
The thoughts in his mind slowly changed, and the countdown was announced. The land covered with yellow sand in front of him made Feng Xue immediately realize that this should be a god believed by desert peoples such as Africa or West Asia.
But when the wind and sand dispersed slightly, what appeared in his field of vision was a brown-haired young man with the iconic Asian yellow skin. He had a slender figure and seemed to have no muscles. He was holding a bird-headed scepter in his hand. , exuding a majestic aura all over his body, with storms and gravel swirling around his body, as if he had the aura of a desert king.
"So, is this change in painting style an adaptation of the existing setting? After all, Cain is still a vampire with an Arab appearance and purple eyes, a pale complexion, red eyes, and a strange beauty. There is an obvious difference in the setting. As for the one in front of you, if you don't look at the equipment, it would even make people think that this is a cowherd in a cowherd shop in the East... Well, at least he didn't wash and blow."
Feng Xue had such an idea in his mind and immediately rang the bell of absolution. Although theoretically, the figure in front of him was just the projection of the former owner of the Tower of Babel, and he should be as "guilty" as the guards, but in case Woolen cloth?
Unfortunately, there is no such thing as there is no sin at all on the other party. Of course, this may also be related to "God". After all, since it is God, there is only good and evil, but there is no sin, because everything about God is is correct.
Without thinking much, Feng Xue stepped on the Xuanding Guanbu and instantly crossed a distance of tens of meters. Since it was a spell-casting unit, it was definitely right to close the distance first. Even if the opponent was Gandalf, it would still be better than using It is better to fight against your own shortcomings.
After the plan was decided, Feng Xue's body was already moving. As a masterpiece of cake science, Shengxuan Dingguanbu would constantly be subject to exaggerated ideas about Xuanjun from people in the martial arts world.
They feel that the more powerful this technique is, the more powerful this technique will be. After learning this technique, they can innovate it, and after innovating it, they can strengthen this footwork.
Although it has only been a year, this footwork based on the "Huntian Shifting Star Technique" has completely surpassed the original canon. The body almost teleported through the barrier formed by the sandstorm, and came to a face with a "Japanese comic style" "In front of the gods.
There was no intention of punching, but he directly touched Toruya Abe. No matter whether he could pass the judgment or not, he had to at least give it a try.
He just moved his finger down, but failed to press the trigger. There is no doubt that the projection itself does not have a higher status than Feng Xue.
It was at this moment of pause that the bird-headed scepter in the young man's hand was swung down, and a stone slab suddenly rose from the yellow sand under his feet and hit Feng Xue straight away.
Feng Xue's footsteps turned, and she had already circled behind the young man. Abeqie threw it aside and used basic boxing skills to blast out.
Although there is no charge, this punch is still a big move of the Dian Lao type. The fist mixed with the double bonus of will and internal strength forcefully tore open the barrier built by the wind and sand, but then, the white light covered his eyes, and immediately What followed was a very majestic roar.
"Ouch~~"
There was no unique smell of beasts, but the feeling of being stirred in the air still made Feng Xue aware of the enemy's approach. He lowered his waist and immediately flung his shoulders. The golden cloak behind him was blocked in front of him, and then there was a huge force. The force of the collision was fifty times stronger than the arrow fired by the three-hundred-stone crossbow!
Feng Xue's lower body was so stable that such an impact was not enough to make him retreat, but Feng Xue knew very well that receiving this blow would not bring him any advantage. Instead, it would make it easier for the enemy to carry out additional attacks and move his thoughts. The tip of his toes was already exerting force. Even if he stepped on soft gravel, he completed the movement of jumping back. With a shake of his yellow clothes, he followed the impact and retreated ten meters away. Until then, the person who was shaken by the flash of light His eyes returned to normal, and in front of him was a white dragon with a metallic luster!
(End of chapter)
