Blood sacrifice to millions of zombies, I will be a demon cultivator in the apocalypse

Chapter 128: Inception and Bones

Countless chaotic patterns appeared in his pupils, and a surge of spiritual power spurted out.

Zheng Yi seemed to be able to see through all the lies. He looked directly at King Yama who was sitting on top and cursed mercilessly.

"You damn old thing, Claude, wouldn't I recognize you if you were a different person? From such a distance, I have long smelled that disgusting smell on your body..."

The power of the soul broke through the limit, and Zheng Yi seemed to have mastered some kind of power that could be driven. He stood up slowly, easily relieved the pressure on his back, suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed at the seat, and said.

"You are the King of Hell, and I am the Lord of Taishan Mansion! Why are you pretending to be addicted? Why don't you turn me into an Italian cannon and take a look!"

But he saw that the face of the extremely majestic King Yama began to change, and finally turned into the appearance of Claude. The surrounding majestic lobby also disappeared without a trace. The surrounding area was empty, not a single figure could be seen, and there were no bull-headed and horse-faced guards. Soldier.

"To be able to break away from the illusion so quickly and realize the loopholes in one's own mind, you are truly a good candidate for merging with the brain in the vat. I am becoming more and more optimistic about you..."

"But the game continues!"

Claude's face changed when Zheng Yi revealed his true identity, and then he showed a strange smile, laughed, and said loudly.

Immediately, with a 'bang' sound, it turned into a mist and disappeared again.

This made Zheng Yi completely realize that although he had chopped off Claude's head in the petri dish before, in fact, for a long time, this bastard was no longer a human being at all.

That head was not his vital point at all. On the contrary, it was a trap.

Claude, the founder of the Black God Group, seemed to be killed by Zheng Yi, but based on the human brain Tai Sui, he burst out with terrifying spiritual power, instantly pulling Zheng Yi into a fantasy world.

And this illusion is not simple. It seems to be the mysterious evil power of Tai Sui in the human brain. It seems to have made up a virtual scene, but in fact, it is a projection composed of exploiting loopholes in the human mind.

This is the most terrible.

Because the mythical image of King Yama only exists in the memory of Zheng Yi's mind. Whether it is the apocalyptic world or the immortal domain of Dayi, there is no other family, let alone a semicolon. But how did Claude know?
That only proves that this place is not an illusion at all, but a projection of Zheng Yi's mind.

Deceiving yourself is the highest level of deception.

This kind of evil ability may only be possible in various strange things in the apocalyptic world.

Faced with such a real scene, even an ordinary monk in the foundation building stage would probably sink infinitely and be unable to extricate himself, until he finally fell into the opponent's trap and became a living fish on the chopping board.

It's a pity that Zheng Yi is determined, and because of the power of feeding the gods in the Five Zang Temple, he was worshiped by everyone in the gathering place and regarded the Lord of Taishan as his incarnation. Therefore, his soul has a very special nature and he can wake up so quickly.

Zheng Yi saw that the real difficulty was not Claude, but the mysterious brain in the vat, the human brain.

This strange life form has the special ability to find loopholes in the human mind. It is like a spider that can weave dreams, weaving a huge dream web and binding the human mind.

No matter how strong you are, if you are not aware of your own psychological loopholes, you will be fooled and sink directly into this terrible spiritual world, unable to break out.

Only a very small number of people who can face up to their own spiritual flaws, have a firm will, or have strong spiritual strength can suddenly wake up and break free from this big net.

But Zheng Yi had a special soul. Although he used the power of golden seeds to eliminate cause and effect and took the path of the Shinto with the help of cleverness, his soul had already transformed, so he quickly realized that the illusion was unreal.

The loopholes in dreams are like this. As long as you notice something strange, it will be like dominoes, with loopholes everywhere.

Sure enough, Zheng Yi directly targeted the transformed King of Yama, breaking through the illusion of judgment in one fell swoop.

"you……"

However, before Zheng Yi could speak again, the scene of heaven and earth changed again, and the surrounding area turned into a burning hell.

kill kill kill!

Earth-shattering shouts of killing suddenly rang out. Zheng Yi was no longer confused by external objects. He glanced around and clearly saw evil ghosts with burning flames all over their heads, swarming towards them with various weapons in hand.

"Is this the Sword Mountain Hell?!"

"Damn, you're messing with my memory again... you're so mean!"

Zheng Yi felt that he had entered a dream space, with one layer of dream wrapped around another layer of dream, like an onion, tightly binding himself, forming a state similar to an infinite dream.

Breaking through the illusion of judgment once, Zheng Yi did not fall into a state of sinking, and continued to fold the dream.

Claude is a master at playing with people's hearts. He is the most powerful ghost master in the history of the Black God Group. He has trapped Zheng Yi, a monk in the middle stage of foundation building, here in the form of a soul, dream after dream. It has to be said that the means to turn things upside down are superb.

Zheng Yi felt that it was amazing to see. This was the power of the brain in a vat, an evil thing, combined with countless computers to form a dreamland.

Different from the illusion of judgment, this illusion of sword mountain is filled with countless powerful and greedy evil spirits. It seems that they regard Zheng Yi as a strange intruder. They have received some instructions and swarmed him to tear him into pieces. That's why this happened. scene.

In the trial illusion, the reason why Zheng Yi was able to quickly escape from the illusion was that he directly found out Claude's true body and succeeded in one go.

However, this volcanic hell is filled with densely packed evil ghosts. The numbers are huge, and there are no obvious differences.

Therefore, it is not easy to quickly escape from this volcanic hell again.

"Since it's not easy to find, I will kill you until you come out!"

As he spoke, the Five Ghosts Slayer Sword rose up from behind Zheng Yi. The five colors of light reflected each other in the mid-air, rendering the sky and dispelling some of the strange fire.

Claude, the founder of the Black God Group, relied on the evil object Tai Sui of the human brain to have inexhaustible spiritual power, so he was able to construct such a perfect illusion. However, there is a limit to how powerful the spiritual power can be. .

The reason why he was able to awaken and find the loopholes in Zheng Yi's mind and perfect such a huge illusion was entirely relying on the human brain Tai Sui. If not, Zheng Yi's spiritual power could easily destroy the illusion world created by Claude.

However, since it cannot be destroyed directly with spiritual power, it can be replaced by other methods.

Vigorously miracle!
Since Claude created this illusion, maintaining the complete illusion requires a lot of spiritual power support. As long as part of it is destroyed, a large amount of the spiritual power released can be consumed.

Once the entire illusion is stagnant for a moment, Zheng Yi will seize the loophole and break through in one fell swoop.

Therefore, when there was no good solution, Zheng Yi went ahead and used such powerful means to directly and violently break this illusion.

kill kill kill!

The Five Ghost Spirit-Slaying Sword poured out, and the five-color energy contained in it, metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, directly transformed into powerful dragon phantoms in mid-air.

With Zheng Yi at the center, terrifying power clearly emerged from the void, sweeping in all directions, directly killing and erasing all the swarming fire ghosts.

Kaka!

A crisp sound suddenly rang in my ears, like the sound of some glass product breaking.

Just as Zheng Yi expected, even if Claude created the illusion, he did not have enough mental power to maintain it for a long time. The brain in the vat may have enough reserves, but Claude's thinking may not be able to bear it.

Therefore, Zheng Yi only needs to use great force to destroy the existence and soul foundation, so that Claude does not have enough spiritual power to supplement, and as a result, the entire dream within the dream can only be shattered.

boom!
There was a crisp crack, and the surrounding space changed drastically again, and a strong smell of oil smoke surged up.

Zheng Yi looked a little stunned. How many human brains had been absorbed by Tai Sui, how many people's souls had been devoured? It was like Inception. Zheng Yi broke the illusion twice in a row, but could not get out of it.

I have to say that this terrifying evil thing born out of boundless resentment is really weird and difficult to deal with.

Zheng Yi felt that working hard was even more dangerous than fighting a high-level monk in the foundation building stage.After all, with his current strength, it would be easy to counterattack ordinary high-level foundation builders.

But if the soul falls into this dream space, if you are not careful, it will sink forever, becoming the plaything of the brain in the vat, and becoming a puppet in the hands of Claude.

Zheng Yi's spirit was powerful enough that even though he was trapped in a dream, he was still free now. He looked around and was surprised to find that this place turned out to be a fried hell.

Another dream that reflected the holes in his mind.

Under the command of the bull-headed horse face, the ghost soldiers holding steel forks began to act, making weird laughter, and countless ghosts were inserted into the oil pan.

With a sizzling sound, the sound of frying spread in the space, and accompanied by the smell of burnt food, it even flowed in the air.

Zheng Yi smelled the breath of soul in his mouth and nose, and that strange aroma actually made him have some appetite!
It was a feeling... of wanting to eat human flesh.

Zheng Yi felt a little queasy in his stomach and began to retching. For a moment, he felt that something was rolling in his stomach and he almost vomited it out.

"The biggest loophole in my dream is actually the matter of time travel."

"Especially after entering the apocalyptic world, I feel that everything here is no different from the underworld and the legendary hell, so I think about it every day and dream about it at night, which directly reflects the eighteen levels of hell in the loopholes in my soul, so what about King of Yama, All the bull-headed and horse-faced faces appeared?"

"It's just that this Inception space is endless, layer by layer, it's like peeling an onion. Is it possible that I have eighteen levels of hell in my mind, so it's going to end with me being dragged into the hell space eighteen times?"

Zheng Yi cursed in his heart, vaguely aware that something was wrong, and felt that he might have fallen into a cognitive barrier, and a trace of seriousness appeared on his face.

If he keeps wandering in the fantasy world, he will always be spinning in the dream space. It seems that he can cope with it easily, but in fact he has fallen into the quagmire without realizing it.

This is the most terrifying part of the brain-in-a-vat scam.

Even if you know it is wrong and you correct it in the correct way, in fact you are still following the original dream direction.

This is like a ghost beating a wall. No matter how long you walk at night, you are actually walking back and forth in a circle. Even if you are exhausted in the end, you will find yourself still spinning in circles in the end.

If this cannot be changed, I am afraid that the result will not be very good at that time. Perhaps Zheng Yi's consciousness will really sink and he will be completely lost in the illusion.

After all, if a person is too divorced from reality, he will sink into what he is thinking. In the end, it seems that he understands Inception, but in fact he has been stuck in the rut and cannot extricate himself, which is equivalent to deceiving himself.

There are only two ways to break the barrier of this illusion.

One way is to rely on your own powerful soul power to grind out a passage, but this method is very time-consuming and does not necessarily guarantee the final result.

Another way is to see the essence through the phenomenon. The so-called Inception is actually a kind of mental prison. If you want to break it, you can rely on external force.

At this time, Zheng Yi raised his head, seeming to sense something, and finally a smile appeared on his face.

He spoke and muttered to himself.

"Have you evolved so quickly? It is indeed a treasure that was refined with my hard work. It came just in time..."

He stretched out his hand and moved upward, as if he wanted to grasp something in the void.

At the same time, on the highest floor of the sixth floor of No. 30 of the Black God Building, in the chairman's office, the bone soul absorbing flag that was originally suspended quietly in the air swallowed up the souls of many ghosts and ghost masters. , the transformation is finally completed.

From the thick black mist, wisps of golden light bloomed, like golden embroidery threads, crisscrossing on the black curtain, forming circles of strange but mysterious patterns.

And in the huge field formed by the Bone Soul-Capturing Banners, in the shadows, there are three terrifying figures that are like mountain peaks standing tall, with copper heads and iron bones, or with one horn, or with long fangs, or with red eyes, Carrying the mace on the shoulder.

The three main ghost kings and the Bone Soul-Capturing Banner have officially advanced to the top level of magic weapons.

Sensing Zheng Yi's call, this psychic magic weapon buzzed and trembled, and the endless black mist all converged back into the black flags, from which several fierce ghostly laughter came faintly.

boom!
Boom boom boom!
The entire White Bone Soul Capture Banner suddenly sank, and the terrifying force directly collapsed the floor, and hit the ceiling of the second floor, the ceiling of the third floor...

Layer by layer, the huge white bones and black flags were wrapped with terrifying power, like a ground-piercing cannonball, slamming down along the hard floor, leaving empty caves behind them.

The whole building seemed to begin to shake violently, and Zheng Yi raised his head with a smile on his face.

This time, he didn't have empty hands. A familiar feeling came from the sky. He looked up and saw that the complete space was directly poked with a pole from the outside by a huge external force.

Immediately afterwards, a huge flag fell in front of Zheng Yi, automatically without wind.

Following Zheng Yi's summons, the Bone Soul Capturing Banner directly completed its evolution, opening up the floors layer by layer, breaking through the illusion, and appeared in front of Zheng Yi.

"Crack! Kick..."

Just when Zheng Yi was observing the changes in the Bone Soul Capture Flag, the crisp cracking sound sounded again.

This time, the broken cracks spread rapidly in the space. This illusion was like a mirror shattered by external forces. It was shattered instantly and seemed to collapse completely in the blink of an eye.

The broken space has reached its final moment.

Zheng Yi knew this clearly, but he focused entirely on the evolved Bone Soul-Capturing Banner in front of him.

However, he saw that many complex patterns appeared on the originally pure soul-capturing flag, like black squirming insects, constantly changing, and a more powerful aura was released from it.

Holding the bone flag pole in his hand, Zheng Yi immediately learned the complete change of the bone soul-catching flag from the sense of connection that came from the natal magic weapon.

This made him look slightly serious, reveal a smile, wave his right hand, and speak loudly.

"Old guy, you want to use Inception to trap me with the loopholes in my mind, but God is not as good as God. God is going to take you away, and I can't do anything about it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a thick black mist surged out from the white bone soul absorbing flag, and the roars of ferocious ghosts echoed through the illusion.

The black shadow flickers, and you can clearly see the three powerful ghost kings heading out, followed by four to five hundred elite Yin soldiers and ghosts in neat formation.

kill kill kill!

This is simply an army from hell. Under the leadership of the Ghost King, the auras of all the dark soldiers and fierce ghosts merge into one, making the three-headed Ghost King soar to the sky, forming a huge ghost space, directly penetrating the entire illusion.

This made the already broken space become even more fragmented, and soon it was like a broken mirror, filled with tiny cracks.

The three headed ghost kings laughed strangely, holding maces, sabers, and black ghost swords, vibrating the air, and threw themselves at the oil pans on both sides with a fierce momentum.

Wherever they passed, sinister soldiers and fierce ghosts kicked over the oil pan one by one, killed the frying ghost, and killed the execution ghost. The whole process simply tore the entire illusion into pieces and turned it into a mess.

Then the Ghost King led the team, and the neat team of Yin soldiers rushed directly into the group of ghosts, killing them, as if they wanted to destroy everything in the illusion and completely destroy it.

The vibrating black mist in the Bone Soul-Capturing Banner quickly covered the illusionary wall, like an invisible big mouth, directly trying to swallow up this illusion completely.

The White Bone Soul Capture Banner itself is an advanced magical weapon. After the birth of three ghost kings in succession, its power has increased and increased, forming its own ghost realm. This ghost realm is extremely aggressive, not to mention devouring illusions. Next, bit by bit, it eats away at the spiritual imprint and origin of this place.

Boom!

This violent output was like a balloon that burst, and the illusion of Inception created by Claude could no longer support it.

The mark of the illusion no longer exists. If the skin is gone, how can the hair be attached?

(End of this chapter)