Monster Refining System - Chapter 985

[Chapter 982 What is great freedom]

Misty magic, in fact, he has seen Tiandao perform it once before.

But——

the way of heaven can only spread the cloud and mist in the misty magic to about a hundred meters around the body.

But—

now the radius of 100 miles is all wrapped in clouds and mist.

Then——

the attacks of this phantom figure are all mixed in this cloud.

Can he still distinguish the attack of the phantom figure from the cloud and mist?

Is there any use for this self-confidence and extreme willpower that has no disadvantages?

Xia Fukun didn’t know.

Behind him, the continuous river-like galaxy was also released by Xia Fukun at this moment.

The river converged behind Xia Fukun, and then continued to spread, wrapping Xia Fukun’s body and wrapping Xia Fukun’s body in it.

“Do you want to use the power of the galaxy to protect your body?”

There was a sneering voice in the cloud.

This sound seems to appear in every corner of the cloud.

Xia Fukun couldn’t tell where the illusory figure was at all.

It was also at this time that the clouds behind Xia Fukun suddenly dispersed.

Xia Fukun’s eyelids twitched.

The body involuntarily made a dodging movement.

Immediately after that—

the cloud and mist slammed into the position where Xia Fukun had been before, like three flowers gathered on the top.

“Boom–”

The whole ground trembled.

Just as Xia Fukun dodged away, another whistling sound came from behind him.

Xia Fukun’s body showed an irregular movement, and then another whistling sound came.

Xia Fukun’s body was constantly twisting, constantly avoiding one attack after another.

But——

with the passage of time.

The injuries on Xia Fukun’s body were increasing.

Its movements also began to slow down.

The power of the galaxy on the body is also constantly depleting.

This level of attack, this level of consumption, to be honest, has exceeded the limit of Xia Fukun’s body…

“Damn, if this continues, I must not be directly consumed to death?”

Xia Fukun cursed in his heart.

“Hehe, you don’t need to be too depressed. After the previous host opened the third layer of the Misty System, it took a thousand years to get the Misty Magical Art.”

It was also at this time, in the clouds and mist, that Misty Mist. The sound of the system came again.

“Shut up!”

Xia Fukun glared at the sky.

“We are different!”

He didn’t know where the phantom figure was, but now he felt that the entire cloud and mist seemed to be transformed by the phantom figure.

The attack can be attacked regardless of the direction, almost the entire cloud and fog.

“What’s the difference?”

A soft voice came again from the cloud and mist.

It was also at this time that Xia Fukun suddenly opened his head. He wondered, if he used the Holy Eye at this time, wouldn’t he be able to see the illusory figure in the cloud?

thought here.

Suddenly, a touch of gold appeared in Xia Fukun’s eyes.

Immediately afterwards—

in the sky, a huge golden eye appeared.

After the golden eyes appeared, the clouds around the golden eyes retreated a little.

However, this holy eye is not as good as the system after all.

Therefore, just pushing the clouds and mists around him away, there is no way to dispel all the clouds and mists.

“Oh, I almost forgot, you still have this holy eye. But what is the use of this holy eye?”

Disdain and mockery.

Hearing this voice in Xia Fukun’s ears, Xia Fukun’s entire face darkened.

“Holy Eye, open!”

Xia Fukun scolded angrily.

Immediately after

that—the incomparably huge eye in the sky opened in vain.

A touch of golden light shone from the eyes.

It fell on the clouds and mist that enveloped Xia Fukun for hundreds of miles around.

Wherever the golden light passed, although the clouds and mists did not all disperse, they became much thinner.

Xia Fukun narrowed his eyes.

Somewhere where the golden light crossed, he saw an illusory figure, sneering at himself with Erlang’s legs crossed.

“I found you!”

Xia Fukun sneered, and the next second, he took the initiative to attack, kicked the ground with the soles of his feet, and walked directly towards the place where the illusory figure was.

It’s just—

when he was in front of the phantom figure, Xia Fukun suddenly remembered something…

He couldn’t attack this phantom figure!

If you attack the other party, the one who gets hurt, isn’t it his mother’s own?

Thinking of this, Xia Fukun’s fist that was about to fall on the opponent’s face suddenly retracted.

Upon seeing this, the phantom figure’s face first exclaimed, and then it turned into a disdainful sneer.

Of course, with the addition of that mosaic, Xia Fukun couldn’t see anything.

I saw that Mosaic was twitching continuously…

“I didn’t expect you to be able to see through the first layer of this misty magic art, but this is just the simplest routine operation of the misty magic art.”

“And, even if you see it through, then again How?”

“Do you dare to hit me? Stupid.”

The illusory figure became more and more confused.

Xia Fukun’s body kept twitching.

In fact, he really wanted to smoke this illusory figure.

But no way.

Because of hitting the opponent, the one who was injured was himself.

But——

this illusory figure forced himself again and again.

Isn’t this forcing yourself to commit a crime?

If Xia Fukun still had the regeneration technique, he would definitely hit the opponent directly.

The big deal is that everyone will die together, and no one should think about it. As long as his body is not completely wiped out, he will be able to recover.

But now…

I don’t have the art of regeneration…

But, watching this illusory figure keep jumping.

Xia Fukun couldn’t bear it anymore.

He looked at the phantom figure in front of him, and a question lingered in his head.

What the hell is this self-indulgent skill?

What is this way of great freedom?

If you have to suppress yourself everywhere, can this way of great freedom really grow?

If you have to be restricted everywhere, will this freedom of mind really become stronger?

This question flashed across Xia Fukun’s mind.

The phantom figure’s attack struck again.

But this moment.

Xia Fukun did not dodge.

Looking at the punch from the other side, Xia Fukun stretched out his hand and pinched the fist in his palm.