I'm looking for fairyland alone

Chapter 263 The good show has just begun

"Hey...it hurts!"

A scream broke the silence of the scene.

An employee who knew everything fell to the ground holding his head.

Like a chain reaction, one after another screams of pain came out, and the low-level employees fell one by one with those South Asians, showing pain on their faces.

Zhang Chulan, Zhang Lingyu and the others also felt stabbing pains in their heads, and they hugged their heads involuntarily.

"Can it be affected that far?"

Zhang Chulan patted his head, raised his head reluctantly, looked around, and found that not only him, but even Bi Youlong and Hao Yi were showing pain, but they were a little stronger than him, and they could still remain calm.

"That kind of power is aimed at the soul of a person..." Zhang Lingyu gritted her teeth and said, "Even the onlookers will be injured unintentionally."

Zhang Chulan frowned and said, "It's too unreasonable...it makes sense, it seems to appear directly in my consciousness...you will be hurt if you see it..."

Zhang Lingyu said worriedly: "Don't think too much, just take a look at what's going on with Baby Girl!"

"Sister Bao'er!" Zhang Chulan heard the sound and subconsciously looked at Feng Baobao, only to find that Feng Baobao was curled up on the ground and trembling, as if he had suffered a huge injury.

Zhang Chulan was shocked, endured the pain, and helped Feng Baobao up: "Sister Baoer, how are you?!"

"I'm... fine." The pale Bao Baobao opened his eyes slightly, "Zhang Chulan, don't worry, I just have a headache, I... I'll be fine after a while."

Zhang Chulan shook Feng Baobao worriedly: "Robert..."

Whether Shan Hanai's eyes were closed, whether she made a sound, she seemed to have lost consciousness.

Feng Baobao checked Sister Baoer for a while, and found that Sister Baoer was breathing steadily, and she must have just passed out, so she was relieved.

Even in a coma, Sister Bao'er frowned, she was at peace, she knew what she had dreamed, so that Shan Han'ai felt no pain at all.

Since meeting in the northwest, Sister Bao'er has been safe and sound.

The impact that time seems to be less than that of me and Wang Zhenqiu.

"Is baby girl okay?" Shan Han'ai asked.

"There's something wrong, I'm just unconscious." Feng Baobao said.

Sister Baoer lost a piece of memory, so her consciousness is broken.

You were less hurt and stimulated that time, probably for that reason.

"That's good." Wang Zhenqiu breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly said, "Shan Han is also injured."

"Brother Lu Zhen?" Feng Baobao looked up, following Wang Zhenqiu's gaze, and looked at the almost bottomless pit that appeared behind the company's small gate.

Now it can be said to be behind the wicket, because the company already has a wicket.

This small hole has been spreading for several feet from the place where Lu Zhen and Zhang Lingyu fought, and swallowed the small door of the company.

With modern machinery, digging such a small pit is a very complicated matter. It is even possible to easily dig a small pit that is ten times or a hundred times smaller than that, but it is absolutely possible to directly remove the soil outside the pit and the affected area. Arrived trees become nothingness.

And the things that existed in the small pit behind the eyes, including this small door within the affected area, all disappeared directly into the world, as if they were turned into nothingness by some kind of power.

Fortunately, the people watching the battle have been moving forward. If they are affected by the battle between Lu Zhen and Zhang Lingyu, the consequences will be self-evident.

With such a small and strange power, any stranger would be shocked by it.

But at this moment, Shan Han'ai's attention was not on the small pit, but on Zhang Chulan beside the small pit.

It was Zhang Chulan who knew when he ran to the edge of the pit holding a tattered piece of blood-stained cloth.

That's the clothes of the young man Shanhan!
Lu Zhen is really injured!
Feng Baobao was startled, it was the tingling pain in Gu's head, he scrambled and ran to the side of the small pit, weaker than the blood-stained cloth.

Zhang Chulan's body shook: "Is it Lu Zhen?"

Shan Hanai frowned, did she speak.

I looked in the direction where the tattered clothes appeared, and I could still see some blood and intact pieces of cloth on the ground.

There is no barely visible drag mark on the ground, as if it was moved or left before being dragged.

That was the mark left by the eight-faced monster... Feng Baobao's heart sank even further.

Could it be that in the battle just now, both sides had no wins at the very beginning, and this battle is still going on, just in a different place?
No matter what, Feng Baobao would suspect that Lu Zhen was defeated, but all signs showed that Lu Zhen must have been seriously injured, otherwise Lu Zhen would have left here in such a state of embarrassment.

Since getting to know Lu Zhen, Feng Baobao is the first time to see Lu Zhen, who is occasionally confident and elegant, so embarrassed.

I left a sentence to Wang Zhenqiu, "Take care of Robert for you" and hurriedly chased in this direction.

"There's still a beginning..." Zhang Chulan smiled palely, and followed Shan Han'ai in this direction.

……

"A terrible practitioner."

Johari appeared in front of the secretary, looking at the direction of Feng Baobao and Zhang Chulan, with a smile on his pale face.

I knocked myself on the head: "I'm scarier than the rumors... If it's Zhang Lingyu, you all know that you have to pay a small price to get that news."

The secretary whose cheeks were twitching due to the stabbing pain in his consciousness said: "This kind of light is very scary, as long as you see it, it will appear in your consciousness, it can be avoided, it can be blocked..."

Johari nodded in empathy: "Even Zhang Lingyu who has shown that state can fight me to that state. Is Zhang Lingyu bragging that as long as she uses the final posture, no one outside can beat me? Now that The situation is not ridiculous at all.”

"Have I revealed the final form?" The secretary bowed, "The final form should be eight sides appearing at the same time."

"Both sides don't have such a weak destructive power, it's just bragging." Shan Hanai looked at the small pit behind him, "South Asians have no skills at all, even your weakest awakened ones may not have won with such a thing. I."

The secretary reminded: "This Lu Zhen should have been injured, did the last action end as planned?"

"Let's end it." Johari said unsurely, "Since you have paid such a small price, you must take back something, otherwise you will lose money? Is there any businessman who does business like this?"

I glanced at the staff of Everywhere and Bi Youlong on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "We thought that the matter had already started, but we knew that it had just ended."

……

"here we go."

The slender alien standing under the roof turned and left.

"Oh?" The slightly shorter alien looked stunned, "Is he interested in the result? Lu Zhen seems to have been seriously injured..."

"I'm weaker, weaker than you expected." The slender Yiren turned his head, "You have one less opponent."

"It seems that the matter has not yet begun." The slightly shorter Yiren followed, "You see, both the South Asian and this white man will let it go, and there is no good show to watch."

"The outcome is already decided, is there anything to see?" The slender woman jumped onto the roof.

"The outcome has been decided?" The slightly shorter Yiren raised his eyebrows, looked back thoughtlessly, and jumped onto the roof.

……

The trunks of the small trees exploded, the crowns collapsed, and the branches and leaves flew around.

A figure slammed back into the woods heavily, before there was a loud noise, there was no movement for a long time.

"How long can you hold on?" Lu Zhen hurriedly retreated into the woods, followed the traces that slipped out of the ground, and walked towards the place where the figure was.

A small tree fell beside me, but I was unmoved, just staring at the back.

At this point, I really feel a little embarrassed.

There were already traces of the lower garment, and there was blood everywhere on the lower body. Shockingly, it was my right rib, which was obviously broken, and it had pierced through the skin, and the white bones could be seen.

It can be seen at a glance that in fact, my internal organs have also been affected.

But I didn't care about my injury at all, and kept a fierce expression under my pale face.

That kind of fierceness is in stark contrast to his own serious injury, which looks frightening.

"Eight-faced Shiva..." Lu Zhen stepped on a broken tree trunk and looked at the huge hole in the nearby bushes. "Is he really a god? He doesn't seem to be strong at all."

"Profanity...blasphemy..."

A high, deep, loud voice sounded, the bushes exploded in an instant, and the eight-faced Shiva appeared behind Lu Zhen with a huge momentum.

"God...Ming..."

Turning around, the fearful venerable turned to face Lu Zhen, and several arms in front of him closed towards Lu Zhen at the same time.

Compared with before, the eight-faced Shiva has shrunk by a small circle, and now it is only two meters lower, only a little lower than Lu Zhen. Two of the eight arms in front of him have disappeared, and only seven remain. Two are still being restored.

Under the head, no matter whether it is Korana's fearful deity or Zhang Lingyu's fierce face, there is no confusion in the eyes, and magnificent colors can be vaguely seen flashing.

The strange thing is that although my eyes are blank and my head shakes violently, obviously my consciousness has been severely damaged, but my body is still full of explosive power in every move, as if my body and head are separated and controlled by the head another living being.

Based on the weakness of my arms, I want to say that Shan Han, anyone caught by those weak arms will be crushed into a ball of flesh.

A ball of white light appeared under Shan Han's hand, and then exploded in vain, turning into a flickering electric light, spreading backward like a tide, and drowning Shiva in the blink of an eye.

There was a shrill scream, mixed with the smell of burnt barbecue.

"Blasphemy?" Lu Zhen's eyes flashed with lightning, and his left arm leaned back into the sky full of lightning.

With a loud "bang", the entire body of Eight-faced Shiva flew out of the electric light and hit the ground hard.

Leave a huge humanoid pit in the ground.

Lu Zhen followed closely, knelt with his left knee under the chest of the eight-faced Shiva, and pressed his left hand under the face of Shiva's fearful deity.

The chest was sunken, and the blood flowed out from the chest and mouth. The eyes of Eight-faced Shiva changed from confusion to understanding for a short time. I roared angrily, wanting to get up from the ground.

Lu Zhen changed his fist with his left hand and smashed it under the face of the eight-faced Shiva's fearful deity, and smashed it back to the ground.

"Such a god, why do you need to blaspheme?"

I smashed it again with an expression on my face, smashing the Dreadlord beyond recognition.

It's just the face of the Buddha, the entire head of the eight-faced Shiva has been smashed and sunken, and the skull is obviously broken.

But there are no common red and white things outside, and there is no blood. Shiva's head is like a hollow balloon made of bones, and there is something empty outside.

But the eight-faced Shiva is amazingly resilient.

That head is actually recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye, but my body is also shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That is the price paid for the restoration of the eight-faced Shiva.

"You are a god!" Turning his head, the fierce face in the middle was facing Lu Zhen, "Even if he is healthy, he... will kill you!"

"Really?" Lu Zhen punched casually, denting that fierce face, "How long will his consciousness last to that level?"

The remaining two broken arms just recovered, and the eight arms of Bamian Shiva suddenly tightened back again, but were blocked by the golden light under Lu Zhen.

Glancing at the eight arms that wanted to break my golden light, Lu Zhen punched Shiva's head again, hitting it completely into the opposite soil.

"His consciousness has no research value, so you will kill me, but what will happen if his body and consciousness are completely separated?"

Shan Han formed a claw with his left hand, moved it up to the neck of Shiva with eight faces, and suddenly grabbed it upwards.

There was a muddy bone cracking sound, and the eight-faced Shiva struggled to raise his head and fell forward vigorously.

Lu Zhen grabbed the head of Eight-faced Shiva with his left hand and under his neck with his right hand. With a twist, the head of Eight-faced Shiva was pulled out from under the spine.

The two faces of the eight-faced Shiva did not change their expressions too much, as if it was me who was pulled out of the head, but another creature inside.

"Even so, he killed you."

The tone of the face in the center was as intense as my expression.

"Why did you kill him? It's hard for him to hear. Do you want to treat him as a research object?" Shan Han raised his head in his hand, "You want to know the secret of their so-called Shiva. In your hunch, that thing It should be of little value to you."

"Blame God! Blame God!" the fearful deity in the eight faces roared angrily.

The underground body suddenly exploded, sending Lu Zhen flying.

Lu Zhen landed on the ground, looked at the body that got up and rushed like a headed fly, and said without thinking: "Although his body can move, it seems that he needs to share sight with him?"

"It's really boring, you think, whether his consciousness has been wiped out just now, and his survival from your eighth calamity should have nothing to do with that."

Just now I wondered why the consciousness of that thing was only injured, but whether it was annihilated, and now I have some guesses in my mind.

Among the eight faces, this fierce face said: "No matter what you do, he will kill you, because you were born with the mission of Shiva, and you are Shiva in the world... Is there anyone who can kill you?" Little Heavenly Shiva, there is no one who can blaspheme Little Heavenly Shiva."

"He will only bring disaster upon himself if he does so."

Lu Zhen asked seriously: "How are they going to bring you disaster?"

The fierce face closed his eyes: "You only have two sides, he would want to see you in a broken state with eight sides."

"Eight faces..." Lu Zhen looked at the body of Eight Faces Shiva, "How did he know that you wanted to see him?"

The body flickered, and I was behind the body of Shiva with eight faces in an instant.

Holding the head of Eight Faced Shiva with my right hand, I made a claw with my left hand, and used the eagle grasping exercise to exert strength. When I grabbed it, a hand waving wildly under the body of Eight Faced Shiva fell into my claw, and then Before thinking of the sound of bones breaking.

Even if the eight-faced Shiva has a good consciousness and can control the body, he is still my opponent, let alone now?

In half a minute, the eight arms and two legs of the eight-faced Shiva were all shattered and fractured, and the body was lying on the ground, twisting and stopping like an earthworm.

Before losing his head, the resilience of Bamian Shiva's body also decreased by much, whether it was so exaggerated after that.

According to Lu Zhen's observation, there should be no way to fully recover if it is half a year old.

"It seems that the loss of his head has little effect on him." Wiping off the blood from the corner of his mouth, Lu Zhen grabbed his body from the ground and walked out into the depths of the woods.

Suddenly, the applause of "Papa Papa" sounded, and then a heavy voice came from behind Shan Han: "Shan Han, it really is a false name..."

(End of this chapter)