Chapter 982 What Is Freedom?

In fact, he had seen Tiandao perform the Misty Magic once before.

but--

That day's Dao can only spread the clouds and mist in the misty magic to about a hundred feet around the body.

But--

Now, everything within a radius of a hundred miles is wrapped in clouds and mist.

So--

The attacks of this illusory figure were all mixed in the clouds.

Can I still distinguish the attacks of illusory figures from this cloud and mist?

Is my invincible Self-Extreme Intention Skill still useful?

Xia Fukun didn't know.

Behind him, the continuous river-like galaxy was also worshiped by Xia Fukun at this moment. The river gathered behind Xia Fukun, and then continued to spread, wrapping Xia Fukun's body and wrapping Xia Fukun's body into it.

"Want to use the power of the galaxy to protect your body?"

In the clouds, there was a sound of ridicule.

This sound seemed to appear in every corner of the clouds.

Xia Fukun couldn't tell the location of this illusory figure at all.

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

Xia Fukun's eyelids twitched.

The body involuntarily made a dodge movement.

Immediately afterwards——

The cloud and mist, like three flowers gathering at the top, crashed onto the spot where Xia Fukun was previously.

"Rumble--"

The whole ground trembled.

Just as Xia Fukun dodged, 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 kept twisting and avoiding one attack after another.

But--

As time goes by.

Xia Fukun's injuries were increasing.

Its movements also began to slow down.

The power of the galaxy in his body is also constantly declining.

This level of attack, this level of consumption, to be honest, has exceeded the limits of Xia Fukun's body...

"Damn it, if this continues, will I be eaten alive?"

Xia Fukun cursed in his heart.

"Hahaha, you don't have to be too depressed. After the previous host opened the third level of the Piaomiao system, it took a full thousand years to obtain the Piaomiao magic power."

It was also at this time that the ethereal system's voice came from the clouds and mist again.

"Shut up!"

Xia Fukun glared at the sky.

"We are different!"

He didn't know where the illusory figure was, but now it felt to him that the entire cloud seemed to be transformed by the illusory figure. The attack does not depend on the direction, almost the entire cloud and mist can launch an attack on itself.

"What's the difference?"

In the mist, the soft voice came again.

It was also at this time that Xia Fukun's head suddenly lit up. He wondered, if he used the Holy Eye at this time, might he be able to see the illusory figure in the clouds?

Think of this.

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 dispersed a little.

However, this Holy Eye is not as good as the system after all. Therefore, just pushing away the clouds and mist around you cannot dispel all the clouds and mist.

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

Disdain and ridicule.

This sound reached Xia Fukun's ears, and Xia Fukun's entire face darkened.

"Holy Eyes, open!"

Xia Fukun scolded angrily.

Immediately afterwards——

That huge eye in the sky opened in vain.

A touch of golden light shone from those eyes.

Falling on top of the hundreds of miles of clouds and mist that enveloped Xia Fukun.

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

Xia Fukun narrowed his eyes.

At a certain place where the golden light crossed, he saw an illusory figure, looking at him with his legs crossed and a sneer.

"Got you!"

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

only--

When he arrived in front of the illusory figure, Xia Fukun suddenly remembered something...

I can't attack this illusory figure!

If you attack the other party, won't you be the one who gets hurt?

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

Upon seeing this, the face of the illusory figure first exclaimed, and then turned into a disdainful sneer.

Of course, with the added effect of the mosaic, Xia Fukun couldn't see anything. I saw that the mosaic was constantly twitching...

"I didn't expect you to be able to see through the first level of this misty magical skill. However, this is just the simplest routine operation of the misty magical skill."

"And even if you find out, so what?"

"Do you dare to hit me? Idiot."

The illusory figure became more and more angry.

Xia Fukun's body kept twitching.

He actually wanted to smoke this illusory figure.

But there is nothing we can do.

Because when you hit the other person, you are the one who gets hurt.

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 worst case scenario is that everyone dies together, and no one can get over it. As long as his body is not completely destroyed, he can recover.

but now……

I don’t have the art of regeneration...

However, I watched this illusory figure keep jumping around. Xia Fukun couldn't bear it anymore.

He looked at the illusory figure in front of him, and there was a question lingering in his head.

What is this ultimate freedom of mind skill?

What exactly is this way of great freedom?

If you have to suppress yourself everywhere, can you really grow in this way of freedom? If it has to be limited everywhere, will this ultimate self-consciousness skill really become stronger?

This question flashed through Xia Fukun's mind.

The attack of the illusory figure struck again.

But this moment.

Xia Fukun didn't dodge anymore.

Looking at the opponent's punch, Xia Fukun stretched out his hand and pinched the fist in his palm.