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    "Time stands still!"

    The moment this psychic name popped up between Xing Lian's teeth, Wang Ming felt that his thinking was in a trance, and then fell into a short and long blank.

    Since ancient times, the long river of time has been flowing towards the distant future day and night. The rise and fall of the sun and the moon set the scale of the years. The most magnificent mountains and the vastest sea are unable to resist the erosion of this river.

    But the waves of the river solidified at this moment. Although the river water creaked dissatisfiedly, it was unable to break free from the shackles.

    The spiritual energy in Xinglian's body can only support one fifth-level spiritual energy, or three fourth-level spiritual energy. If he forcibly exerts this ninth-level legendary spiritual energy, the only outcome will be that the huge energy consumption will drain him of his energy.

    Because the ninth-level spiritual energy is called a forbidden spirit, which is the same level as a forbidden curse.

    However, just as a mage can store magic power in a magic crystal, a psychic can also use external means to store spiritual energy. The cherry blossom hair ornament on Xinglian's head is actually a huge spiritual capacity, and it is just a storage of this spiritual capacity.  It's extremely troublesome, and you can only extract psychic energy once a month for manifestation.

    Directing the huge spiritual energy in the spirit to himself at once, a heaviness dozens of times greater than before weighed on his heart. With every fluctuation of his mind, his thinking became more and more distorted and fragmented, until time stopped.  When it was almost finished, the whole heart had already turned into disorderly chaos.

    "What am I doing! So much psychic energy is enough for me to escape! Why should I stay?"

    "Because there are people who need to be saved"

    "Stop! Such a high load will definitely kill you!"

    "No, it will be very ugly when you die!"

    "As expected, is it better to run away?"

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    Various personality fragments emerge from the subconscious, those who want to fight for their lives, those who are full of anger, those who are cowardly and timid, those who are excited and curious

    Those are various aspects of human nature. Everyone has them, but the different aspects are more or less different, thus forming a unique personality. But I don¡¯t need them now. What I have to do now is to gather my mind and resist the growing turbidity.  mental pollution.

    However, with the completion of the stillness of time, the mental fluctuations are arranged in a long or short strange curve, and the string of time is caught. Along with the world around him, he is captured by the solidified time flow. Those who are crazy around him  The rotating personality fragments also fell silent one after another, stopping their disorderly rotation.

    "Damn it, why did you stop even yourself?"

    Xinglian was in a hurry and wanted to break away from the shackles of the time flow, but not long after, he found himself back in the "normal" time flow.

    Because everything around him was still and the air was a little thick to breathe, but he had the privilege of being in the frozen time. The frozen time flow was slowly rotating around him, the eye of the typhoon, from a higher dimension, so  In that strange time gap, Xinglian once again challenged time.

    "Retrieve reserved spiritual energy, quantity: all, time will stop for about one minute, hurry up"

    In a sense, Xinglian and Night Angel are in different time segments, so they can't attack her directly or do anything else, just like you can't hurt the history of thousands of years ago when you swing a sword in a historical attraction.  Same as the characters.

    But the time streams will merge in a minute, and whatever Xinglian does in this detoured tributary will affect the real world at that time, for example

    "Real projection!"

    The light and shadow swayed for a while, and a circle of ripples appeared around Xing Lian's body. Then, a girl who was almost exactly like her emerged from it. The psychic link was activated by Xing Lian the moment the girl appeared, connecting the two with each other.

    Real projection is a fifth-level spiritual energy that can create a projection that is basically the same as the original body. However, when creating this projection, the existing spiritual energy and vitality will be equally shared with the clone, and special items cannot be copied. The existing beneficial  The state cannot be shared, it is just a blank state of itself.

    Xinglian¡¯s mental link has long been used proficiently and can be used at no cost, so he casually gave the mental link to his clone.

    The two identical consciousnesses are connected in series, and the qualitative change caused by the quantitative change leads to a rapid increase in the calculation speed.

    "Then, let's do another projection technique, and then use the mental pressure"

    After all, it was me. After fully understanding my plan, I just exchanged a few spiritual messages and started the next step.

    In the final analysis, psychic energy is a means of distorting reality by consuming spiritual energy. The so-called spiritual energy refers to the calculation amount of consciousness, which is hidden in the subconscious mind.?With huge energy, even a mortal body can have an impact no less than that of gods.

    The so-called calculation amount of consciousness is often referred to as energy. Generally speaking, energy can only be restored through rest, but with the help of some special means, psychics can still quickly restore spiritual energy.

    It¡¯s just that the price is so high.

    "It will hurt a little, bear with it."

    "As my true self, how could I lose to you?"

    The communication between consciousness only took less than one hundredth of a second. Then, the only spiritual energy turned into a meat grinder, reaching into the depths of the sea of ??souls and rotating at high speed.

    The sharp blade whirled, cutting the softest part of the heart. Severe pain overflowed between the petals of the flower of steel, mixed with gushing spiritual energy and a faint smell of blood.

    The silver spiritual energy gurgled out from the deepest part of the soul, emerging into consciousness with waves of dizziness, filling the gradually shrinking sea of ??souls.

    "Real projection, the second time."

    After exchanging information calmly, Xinglian and his own projection once again summoned his clones

    A minute later, the entire underground was densely packed with clones, divided into one, two, two, four, four and eight. The number increased exponentially, almost filling the entire space.

    If it is an ordinary manifester, there is no way to continuously cast eleven real projections after time stops.

    Even a ninth-level legendary psychic can't do it. This kind of consumption has already exceeded the carrying capacity of a mortal body.

    And Xinglian is just a fourth-level psychic.

    ??Eleven times in a row, every time the spiritual energy is consumed, Xinglian will activate the maximum power of mental pressure, forcibly extracting his own potential, and completely burning his life to squeeze out a large amount of energy and infuse those expensive spiritual energy.

    After the eleventh batch of projections appeared, Xinglian saw through the blurred vision that the surrounding scene began to vibrate, which was the call for the stationary time flow to be restored.  She quickly transmitted this signal to each target in the spiritual link. The network of two thousand and forty-seven projections was extremely efficient, and the news of the general attack was instantly transmitted to the entire legion.

    Then, the heart-squeezing power was activated again. At this time, Xinglian's sea of ??soul was nearly exhausted.

    ??Mind Explosion Technique], [Ashes to Ashes], [Mind-Destroying Technique]

    More than two thousand psychic powers erupted in their own unique forms. The outbreak point of the Canghuo was suppressed by the time flow, exuding harmless white light. The psychic explosion continued to explode under the obstruction of the time flow. The spiritual crystal storm's  On the azure crystal core, cracked lines spread bit by bit, cutting the diamond-shaped dense ectoplasm crystal into sharp fragments

    Hundreds of directional psionic energies are clinging to the negative energy barrier, turning the black sphere into a ridiculous hedgehog.

    Xinglian stabilized his shaking body and snapped his fingers: "Now time starts to flow"

    The blue fire that was squeezed into a point exploded. Hundreds of blue fires were superimposed on each other. They were as pale as bones and completely submerged the figure of Night Angel. The ripples of the psychic explosion resonated with each other and distorted the surrounding space. The spiritual crystal storm was accompanied by  A crisp explosion swept through the dark underground. The sharp crystal fragments reflected the deadly light, pulling out thousands of bright white threads and converging into a screaming grid.

    The dissociation technique and the blazing rays easily peeled off the negative energy barrier and drilled through the small hole opened by the erosion. Immediately, an incredibly huge energy flow rushed out from it.

    "The main body of the barrier is still there, continue to attack"

    The heart force squeezed again, and Ling could once again pour the sea of ??the entire soul, and then the two thousand voids flew to the night angel

    The low blast sound of the explosive bomb technique sounded a thousand times in an instant. The shock waves canceled each other out and converged on a point in the center. This singular point of destruction repeatedly shattered the space where Night Angel was located.

    "do you died?"

    This question turned into a galloping electrical signal, flowing throughout the entire Xinglian network. Two thousand and forty-eight people simultaneously looked at the space distortion zone surrounded by the middle. The visual models that corrected each other were quickly analyzed, and the newly formed in the network  The collective consciousness is working hard to form the holographic image of the distortion belt.

    The distortion of the space was suppressed almost instantly, and the black curtain rose again - the negative energy barriers were dispersed and gathered again, making people marvel at the quality of this protective spell.

    "Xiao Nizi, if you use psychic powers indiscriminately, you will be irreversible~"

    Xinglian certainly knew what he was doing. The attack just now had torn the space apart. Two thousand average sixth-level psychic powers, if fired from a range, would be enough to destroy half of Rainbow City.

    This is simply not something a fourth-level psychic can do.Even if he reaches the pinnacle of mortals, that distant ninth-level strength, he will almost have to risk his own life to achieve this kind of firepower.

    Regardless of how close to 100% the mortality rate of eleven consecutive mental squeezes was, the flow of spiritual energy that was dozens of times beyond his control was enough to burn Xinglian's brain tissue into a puddle of paste.

    And Xinglian did this kind of thing thirteen times, real projection eleven times, and two attacks.

    ??

    "Can't sleep, can't"

    Night Angel quietly watched the projections of Xinglian extinguished one by one, and the corners of his mouth turned up slightly: "Lie down, you are only a mortal"

    Before he finished speaking, the remaining more than a thousand projections released psychic attacks together. Self-flashing, psychic piercing, mental blasting, id suggestion and mental extraction all attacked the flaws exposed by Night Angel.

    Violent spiritual energy fluctuations spread across the sky

    Regardless of the outcome of this attack, Xinglian knew that he had come to an end. It was impossible for anyone to survive such self-mutilation. The consumption of spiritual energy he had used so far was enough to be worth the souls of nearly a million ordinary people.  total value.

    But enough is enough. I never thought that my bloodline could bring me such terrifying power. I never thought that the power I hate would come in handy. I never thought that I could die with peace of mind

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    Kaos looked at the gradually cooling summer night sky. The bright stars lit up one after another, but the brightest one on the Western Sea was falling with a luxurious wake

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    PS: I think it¡¯s wrong to kill the heroine

    ¡­ Don¡¯t worry, Xing Lian, this pseudo-natural idiot, will definitely not die The plot will surprise you

    ¡°WellI saidthere are no dead in our camp

    So sleepy I will complete it tomorrow morning

    ¡­CompleteXinglian will not dieshould
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