() Seeing Xu Ming's fighting spirit, the tauren was very unhappy: "Huh? What kind of look do you have? I don't like it very much! - Hurry up, put this look away, or I'll beat you to death!"
beat me to death?
Xu Ming sneered - it's true that Brother Ming doesn't give a shit, it's so easy to bully me!
But, what to hang up next?
Xu Ming has reached level 10 for the "three-hanging package" of double attack, double defense, and acceleration. Going up again, the cost is too high, and the effect is not very significant.
Super perfect battle... Unless Xu Ming directly opens the nine-layer perfect field, the effect is not very strong. However, to open the nine-layer perfect field requires more than 700,000 level 2 hanging points, which is also extravagant.
Think about it.
"Let's forcibly level up again!"
Congenital consummation, forcibly leveling up to half-step condensing pills, requires 180,000 level 2 hanging points. In the past, Xu Ming felt that it was too expensive, and he was not willing to rush. Now...
"Xiaohang, give me the cultivation base to rush to the half-step condensing pill!"
boom!
A powerful force descended from the top of the tank, and Xu Ming's basic cultivation level instantly increased from congenital perfection to half-step condensing pill!
The basic cultivation base has been improved, and with the bonus of the level 10 "three-hanging package", Xu Ming's combat power naturally soared instantly!
All of a sudden, Xu Ming's strength rushed into the later stage of the condensate pill level reads();.
Xu Ming looked at the tauren - you are in the late stage of condensing pill, and I am also in the late stage of condensing pill. I'm still afraid that you will not succeed?
"Your aura..." There was a deep puzzlement in the bull's eyes of the Tauren, "It seems to have suddenly increased?"
The yellow-haired giant ape in the distance was also a little surprised: "There is actually a back-up? And looking at this momentum, it should have the strength of the late stage of condensing core... Haha, this looks good!"
"What, when he abused us, he even left behind!" The giants and swordsmen felt humiliated - you can defeat or even defeat us, but you left behind, isn't it too bad for us? Have some respect?
After being surprised for a while, the tauren smiled disdainfully: "It turns out that he has hidden some strength! But you think you can defeat me like this? How naive!"
The tauren is tall and mighty, with a huge mace that can be used as both a weapon and a shield.
He only needs to wave his mace at will, and Xu Ming can hardly get close, let alone hurt him! Moreover... the tauren is transformed by the formation, even if he is injured occasionally, he will recover immediately, and it will not affect his strength at all.
The tauren's nostrils were bubbling with green smoke: "Among all the innate-level humans I've ever seen, you can rank in the top ten in strength! Unfortunately, you are still far from defeating me!"
"How far?" Xu Ming suddenly smiled strangely, "This bull-headed brother, if I guessed correctly, you should have a fatal weakness!"
"Achilles heel?" The Tauren was stunned, "What?"
Xu Ming smiled strangely: "Mental defense!"
"Not good!" The tauren widened his bull's eyes in horror.
But, it's too late!
When Xu Ming burst into a strange smile, he had already silently used a heaven-level illusion-type secret technique—Mengshi!
boom!
Immediately, the Tauren only felt that the heaven and the earth were spinning, and the layers of illusions were crushing towards his sea of consciousness.
The tauren sometimes sees himself as the majestic bull demon king, who dominates thousands of men and fights on the battlefield; sometimes he sees himself as a poor calf, working hard in the fields; sometimes he sees himself in the land of gentleness, beside Surrounded by countless beauties of tauren...
"fake!"
"fake!"
"all fake!"
The tauren growled hysterically and broke free. However, he just couldn't break free from the illusion, instead he fell deeper and deeper... He lost himself directly in Xu Ming's illusion attack!
boom!
The tauren's huge body also fell to the ground, unable to even stand up, let alone fight Xu Ming.
"Sure enough!" Xu Ming dragged his spear and stood in front of the tauren; he could clearly feel that the opponent was completely lost in his illusion, "As I expected, the tauren's mental defense is indeed a weak point. ."
Of course, even if the tauren's mental defense was weak, if Xu Ming hadn't forcibly advanced to the half-step condensing pill, and his mental power had not soared, his illusion might not be successful.
The same illusion has the best effect when used for the first time! Xu Ming was cautious, and directly forced the level, and then attacked the enemy's weakness to win with one move.
"What a powerful mental attack!" Even the yellow-haired giant ape couldn't help but admire, "Material attack and mental attack are strong and balanced... There is no weakness at all!"
The giants and swordsmen are even more confused when they see reads();.
"Poor old cow... Killed by him with one look?"
"Tauren, a simple-minded, well-developed race, really fears a mental attack the most!"
"There are very few geniuses who are good at psychic attacks, and even fewer who can use psychic attacks to threaten the late stage of condensing pills... Lao Niu suffers a loss this time, and he deserves it; if you want to blame him, you can only blame his opponent for being too strong. , well balanced in every way!"
"This person is absolutely worthy of being a fate!"
The giants and swordsmen had to obey Xu Ming's strength! They believed that if Xu Ming also used a mental attack when dealing with them, they would definitely be defeated by a single glance!
The outcome was already decided, Xu Ming walked straight to the gate of the ship.
As for the tauren lying on the ground, Xu Ming was too lazy to continue to pay attention to it, and let himself struggle and sink in the illusion.
"Ah hoo!!"
Finally, the tauren struggled out of the illusion.
He widened his bull's eyes and searched around: "Where are the people? Where are the people?"
However, he saw that Xu Ming had already reached the gate of the ship at this time.
"I'm defeated!" The tauren was convinced. He knew that if Xu Ming continued to perform illusions on him, he would never be able to break free!
"Have I passed the test?" Xu Ming stood outside the gate of the ship, which was hundreds of feet high, and looked at the yellow-haired giant ape.
"Not bad!" The yellow-haired giant ape stood up and pushed open the door of the ship, "Please come in, those who are destined!"
Xu Ming followed behind the giant yellow-haired ape, like an ant crawling into a gate.
Inside the door is an incomparably vast hall, perhaps thousands of feet high.
The entire hall was extremely empty. Only in the center was a quaint wooden chair—an ordinary wooden chair for a normal-sized person like Xu Ming.
"Here? What's so special?" Xu Ming looked around secretly, but saw nothing else, only an empty space.
"I'll take you to see the old master!" The yellow-haired giant ape took Xu Ming and walked towards the quaint wooden chair.
See the old master?
Xu Ming was startled.
Could it be that the old owner of the Mist and Rain Ship is still alive?
No, if he is still alive, why did the Yellow-haired Giant Ape say "the old master is dying" before?
Xu Ming could only be full of doubts, followed by the yellow-haired giant ape and walked towards the quaint wooden chair.
To Xu Ming's horror, the giant yellow-haired ape would shrink by one point every time he took a step. When he was about to reach the quaint wooden chair, he had already shrunk to the shape of an ordinary ape, even shorter than Xu Ming.
Then, Xu Ming saw that the yellow-haired giant ape, oh no, the little ape kneeled in front of the ancient wooden chair with great respect, with his forehead and palm on the ground, and said softly, "Old master, here comes the destined one again! "
There was no reply for a long time.
for a long time…
An old and powerless voice resounded in the entire empty hall: "Have the fate finally come again?"
Immediately afterwards, Xu Ming saw that countless white dots were gradually converging on the quaint wooden chair to form an old figure.