Chapter 333 A World of Contradictions

Disappeared?

what happened!

The cold wind blew by, and the power in Wu Chong's body instantly escaped to the surface, forming a protective shield.

The man jumped lightly and flew to the treetops.

Looking around, there are no inns or wealthy people anywhere. There was only a mass grave in the wild with will-o'-the-wisps fluttering, and the black crows in the cemetery were staring at him coldly. Apart from this, there are only a few lonely graves not far away.

His consciousness spread out, and he explored all the situations within ten miles around him, only to find that there was no one else in this place except him.

Wu Chong's face fell gloomily.

To prevent accidents, he also captured the crow and searched for its soul. It turned out that it was really just an ordinary crow with a muddle-headed mind. Apart from eating and sleeping, there was basically no valuable information.

Pick up the item that was previously placed on the table.

At that time, I just thought it was sitting inside the inn and placed on the table. Now I look at it and see where the table came from. It is clearly a tombstone. I don’t know what it is, but it can fool even him.

At first glance, this kind of power is not a 'materialistic level' that can be observed with the naked eye, but more like an 'idealistic' level.

"The outside world is indeed dangerous. I almost fell into trouble as soon as I stepped out."

He looked at the names on the stone tablet, and then used his spiritual consciousness to scan the bones in the tomb behind. Make sure you haven't missed anything and move on.

After walking along the path for a while, another building appeared in Wu Chong's field of vision.

This time it is a land temple.

Wu Chong ignored it and continued to move forward.

Not long after, I saw another theater. There were intermittent sounds coming from inside, as if someone was singing an opera inside.

He still didn't stop. In order to avoid these messy things, he simply flew up from the ground. He drew the flying sword from his sleeve and turned into a stream of light and moved forward at high speed.

Travel for half a day.

The surrounding scenery remained unchanged, with dark woods below and blue sky and white clouds above. You can't see the edge at a glance.

But this scene is obviously abnormal. With Wu Chong's current strength, flying with his sword for half a day is enough for him to cross the entire Daqi territory. At such a speed, he didn't even get out of the woods, so it couldn't be justified. Such a familiar scene reminded him of the natural formation outside the Kingdom of Flowers.

"Formation, formation!"

Wu Chong once again felt the lack of his immortal cultivation system. The dignified boss with a Nascent Soul stage of +19 was actually trapped by the formation. It’s really annoying!

"Open it for me!"

Wu Chong, who stopped in the void, summoned the Nascent Soul Dharma. The whole body of the Nineteenth Nascent Soul is golden, and from a distance, it looks like a god in golden armor. Under Wu Chong's thoughts, the golden dharma summoned the surrounding forces to form a huge god more than twenty meters high. His body collided to a height of nearly four meters, echoing the 'Golden Armor God' up and down, and the martial seals and seals merged into one.

Violent power filled the surface of his body, and pieces of granite-like muscles burst out from under his clothes.

Wu Chong, who was at full strength, kicked downwards without hesitation.

boom! !

The earth exploded and the mountains shook.

The aftermath of the destruction rippled out, and when the dust cleared, a huge deep pit appeared on the spot. With Wu Chong as the center, all the woods disappeared, and even the clouds in the sky were washed away.

If it were a face-to-face fight, Wu Chong would be worthy of anyone, and he could run away even if he couldn't be beaten. But this naturally formed formation is the most troublesome. He is not an enemy at all, more like a mountain or a forest.

It's already there and it won't go away because of your anger. You can't find the enemy even if you try to hit him with your fist!

Wu Chong, who failed to break the formation, could only fall back to the ground.

He didn't know how Ding Wushang found this road, but if everyone came in like this, Old Ding would definitely be disappointed.

at this time.

There was a sound from the front, and a watchman was walking in the forest, shouting continuously.

"The underworld takes advantage of the road, and strangers retreat."

Underworld?

Could it be the revenge of the voice behind the crack before?

Wu Chong's figure flashed and flew towards the watchman, but as soon as he flew a certain distance, the watchman disappeared. Just like the group of people in the tavern before, they turned into little bits of dust.

"A mere formation can still trap me to death."

Wu Chong's eyes flickered, and he took down the materials he had prepared when leaving from behind.

These are the materials needed for the 'Painted Skin Magic', there are about a hundred copies. Wu Chong's idea is very simple. Since I can't go out alone, I will come with more. If one is not enough, then ten will be given; if ten is not enough, then one hundred will be given. Otherwise, these materials will shrink, and the quantity can be doubled again.

Just when he was about to take action, the scene around him changed again.

This time, he appeared directly in a quaint courtyard, with antique buildings, rockery corridors, and goldfish swimming inside. On the grass next to it, a few cute rabbits with big eyes were curious. Looking here, the two front legs are still holding unfinished carrots.

"I don't know if these things are true."

Wu Chong observed the changes around him. The people he saw in the inn at the beginning should be real. Just because of the formation, the battle between him and those people was cut off right at the beginning. It's just like a Rubik's Cube. One second it was on one plane, and the next second it was on the other side.

The watchman seen later should be the same.

However, the courtyard in front of him gave Wu Chong a completely different feeling, as if this place was the core of the Rubik's Cube and would not change easily.

Wu rushed over, ready to catch a rabbit and search for its soul.

If this thing had been living here, there would surely be some memory fragments.

Roar! !

Before Wu Chong could get closer, the eyes of the rabbit closest to him suddenly glowed green. The originally cute rabbit suddenly stood upright and turned into a muscular rabbit about three and a half meters tall. The carrot in his hand also turned into a large guillotine.

Those exaggerated arms are almost as thick as Wu Chong’s waist!

A cold light.

quick!

As fast as lightning!

The raging rabbit slashed horizontally with his sword, almost chopping off Wu Chong's head. The blade struck Wu Chong's face, cutting off several hairs. The strong smell of blood came from the blade of the guillotine.

This rabbit has been killed before!

Wu Chong dodged and quickly retreated into the corridor.

A trace of bright red blood flowed down his cheek, and a wound appeared next to his right eye.

He was actually chopped up by a rabbit.

"There's something wrong with my knife skills."

Wiping the blood from the corners of his eyes, Wu Chong looked at the rabbit in the yard.

Rabbit changed back to his original state after being struck by the knife, and he didn't know if it was because Wu Chong retreated. The cute rabbit returned to its previous appearance. It picked up the carrot with its short forelimbs and took a silly bite.

"Rabbits aren't normal either."

His spiritual consciousness swept over, and there was nothing inside. But the corner of his eye told him that those rabbits were ahead. What’s even weirder is that in the world ‘seen’ by spiritual consciousness, this place is not a courtyard, but a stone platform.

There is a conflict between consciousness and eyes.

Who to trust?