The densely packed "weirdos" made it seem like there was a hell between Lu Xin and the sword holder.
Lu Xin held her sister's hand and strode forward in this forest full of cruel demons.
From time to time, I passed by a rotating chainsaw or a sharp blade, or a bloody mouth full of strange teeth.
This is a field created by the sword holder with the power of judgment, similar to a distortion field.
Even the evil thoughts of Lu Xin, each of them has a mental level that far exceeds Lu Xin's own mental level. In such a twisted force field, facing these weird torture instruments that look like humans but not humans, will be subject to various controls.
But at this time, Lu Xin has the lowest spiritual level, but is also closest to the human side.
But he showed unprecedented determination.
His sister gave him a highly flexible body, allowing him to maximize his spider-type power.
The body moved and dodged, passing through this forest of weird torture instruments in various weird twisted postures.
Even if you encounter something you can't avoid, you should strike first.
Quickly waved the half -trial sword in his hand, cut down the monsters from the road, and approached the direction of the swordsman.
¡°Buzz buzz¡¡±
The sound of huge surges of spiritual power intertwined in his ears, like electric currents cutting through each other.
These chaotic mental forces wrapped around his body, causing him to hear waves of chaotic auditory hallucinations in his mind, as if someone was shouting about "fairness and justice" loudly, or as if he was yelling at someone at the top of his lungs. crimes committed by these people.
Even, vaguely, Lu Xin heard someone's screams before death and the struggle during the death process.
Countless twisted and weird forces always affected his perception, emotions, and even desires. It was exactly the same as the feeling he had when he was attacked by the executioner at the gate of Red Moon Elementary School. Countless guilty emotions welled up from the bottom of his heart ¡
But, it¡¯s of no use.
This is not the first time Lu Xin has encountered this kind of pollution. He had experienced it just now.
¡°I even reached a reconciliation with myself through this pollution.
The power of judgment will not be able to work on oneself in a short period of time, and it may even be said that it will never work on oneself again.
He just kept rushing forward so quickly, ignoring all illusions.
"Whoops!"
A bright light flashed above the gray eyes of the sword holder.
After the experience of suffering just now, it seemed that it didn¡¯t like Lu Xin¡¯s approach. .
In addition, at his level, he has become accustomed to the collision of spiritual power.
The appearance of the torture instrument monster was originally to help him fight against some spiritually powerful opponents.
But he didn¡¯t expect that Lu Xin would choose this method and dodge the torture monsters one by one by dodging and intervening.
It¡¯s the same as using tricks to get closer to yourself.
Seeing that he had passed through nearly half of the torture instrument monster, his huge body suddenly began to twist.
In an instant, the air formed layers of wrinkles, and a huge impact force surged toward Lu Xin close to the ground.
?Psychic shock.
The spiritual impact from the ultimate level.
"elder brother¡¡"
My sister screamed in horror.
Even she felt a level of fear.
It seemed like invisible walls, slamming into her and Lu Xin with huge kinetic energy.
"Don't be afraid"
Lu Xin clenched her sister's hand and shouted through gritted teeth.
Suddenly, he grabbed his right hand violently, and the entire palm turned pale.
He grabbed a torture instrument monster next to him that was covered with iron nails, and then threw it high into the air.
Under the huge force, this torture instrument weirdo was directly thrown out of a height of tens of meters.
It opened its teeth and claws in the air and let out a crazy roar, but its movements were inexplicably funny.
And Lu Xin quickly took out the black playing cards, and a strange light flashed on the cards.
The next moment, Lu Xin exchanged positions with the weird torture device. He came to high altitude, and the weird torture device appeared on the ground.
The sword holder¡¯s mental impact was directed towards Lu Xinshi on the ground¡
¡°Tsk¡¡±
The sword holder was pierced by half of the sword of judgment, his body instantly arched, and his mental strength was extremely scattered.
At this moment, the world became extremely quiet.
Even the densely packed executioners in the wilderness, as well as the monsters with torture instruments, suddenly stayed on the spot.
"it's over?"
No matter Lu Xin fell in the air, it was his father, mother, or those evil thoughts Lu Xin.
At the same time, he looked at the sword holder who was half penetrated by the sword of judgment, and subconsciously stopped the movement in his hand.
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Lu Xin¡¯s body began to fall, and time seemed to slow down in the process.
Neither he nor his sister seemed to have forgotten the possibility of being thrown to death, and just looked at the man holding the sword.
When the Sword of Judgment was taken away by him, it became his own power.
?????????????? As a weapon for the sword holder, it has the power to injure the sword holder.
??????? Coupled with his own fantasy, using the kinetic energy stimulated by black particles, and the severe trauma that penetrated the body.
No matter which theory or actual case you look at, this is enough to kill it.
So, is it over?
When Lu Xin was thinking about this problem, after the sword holder's body was penetrated, he was silent for a moment, and suddenly began to tremble violently, as if his mental strength was about to collapse, but the next moment, his body suddenly straightened up, The terrible pressure was released instantly.
"What?"
Lu Xin¡¯s pupils shrank tightly in an instant.
In the other direction, my mother, who had a somewhat relaxed expression, suddenly changed her face.
She saw the inside of the thick armor of the sword holder, and the spines were stacked up.
Seeing that the place where he had just been injured by Lu Xin's bullet was healing rapidly, and even blood-like liquid was squeezed out of the body, and he even saw the faces of countless wronged souls appearing on its body, as if Barren weeds are growing rapidly
"not good¡¡"
For the first time, a surprised expression appeared on her face: "We saw it wrong, this is not a projection"
"This is the real sword holder!"
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