The legs and feet are interspersed in front of the chest at a strange angle, and the hands are placed under the head in a cross shape, while the head is between the hands and feet. The whole person is in the shape of a ball, which looks extremely strange.

Zhang Jun's eyes were closed tightly, and the energy in his body continued to impact. Different forms and characteristics, the power in it continued to wash out, and countless cyclone sharp edges rose around Zhang Jun. These qi powers, like swords and swords, were like petals of a huge lotus, and the energy of various colors continued to rotate and condense, forming a layer of qi shield around Zhang Jun.

The dark and chaotic magic sword energy, the dark green and strange demonic power, the ink black hole-like evil aura of the people, the bright red blood-like murderous intent, and the red-level Futu Yijin Jing qi power produced by the entry of the Yijin Jing, these combined together constantly break through the body from Zhang Jun's body to form sharp qi power.

The ground where Zhang Jun was located was already fragmented, as if a big battle had happened. Within three feet, if it weren't for the protective cover formed by his dream Yuanli, the entire house had already been broken by Zhang Junsi's release of energy. At the center of several energy confrontations, Zhang Jun's brows were constantly tangled.

Zhang Jun's true will and soul core had long been attracted by that thought to enter the depths of the soul core. In the sea of ​​spirit, Zhang Jun was facing two extremely troublesome choices. In the soul, a huge Buddha statue appeared in front of Zhang Jun, and the opposite was the images that were automatically manifested in the mind of four kinds of demonic thoughts.

Zhang Jun, who is crazy with the magic sword, gathers the resentment of the people, the evil demon tree, and the blood unicorn that burns the sky. These four great demonic thoughts stand opposite to Zhang Jun's great Buddha that has been transformed in his mind by practicing the Yijin Sutra and reading the Buddhist scriptures. Zhang Jun is in between.

This is the core of Zhang Jun's soul. Zhang Jun was brought from the depths of the soul by the information between the Buddha statue and the demonic thoughts, which made Zhang Jun instinctively feel that he was the key to who could lead the two sides. This Yijin Sutra is the supreme martial arts created by Bodhidharma. If you continue to practice, you can reach the realm of heaven and man. It also contains Bodhidharma's concepts and Buddhist thoughts. After Zhang Jun practiced, he naturally matched the Buddhist philosophy in his own memory and produced the image of this Buddha statue in his mind.

Thoughts are a kind of thought, a kind of idea, and a kind of belief. These demonic thoughts are in Zhang Jun's body and are in line with Zhang Jun's own ideas. From various kind and dark thoughts, they can entrench them in Zhang Jun's body. But now there is a problem. Because these demonic thoughts are in line with themselves, they are completely fighting each other. Although the Buddha's thoughts are extremely inclusive and can transform 90% of the demonic thoughts, what remains in the end is the pure and pure essence of the demonic thoughts, which is the most core and pure part of various thoughts. Even the Buddha statue itself is powerless and can only wait for Zhang Jun's most thoughts to make a choice.

Should the choice be to be combined with the devil's thoughts and turn the Buddha into a demon, or to be combined with the Buddha statue and completely purify the demon's thoughts in the past? This is your choice, should you become a demon or a Buddha? This is the choice you must face. Is this the path Zhang Jun must take?

Zhang Jun looked at the phantom of the compassionate Buddha in front of him and the four golems on the other side that were extremely solid like ancient demon gods. This demon Buddha was not real, but just a concept. This also means that when Zhang Jun chose one side, he must agree with the concept of this side and his style of conduct must be equal to it. This undoubtedly shows that no matter which side Zhang Jun chose, he will change himself.

"Is this my future? If you don't become a Buddha, you will be crazy?" Zhang Jun let out a long sigh and closed his eyes slightly depressedly. The sea of ​​spirit around him began to shake slightly. Although he was in the spiritual world, his body was still suffering from various forces. It seems that if he did not choose before the physical collapse, he could only wait for his soul to disappear.

Close your eyes and the scenes in your mind enter Zhang Jun's heart one by one. Why? Why did you come here? Why do you pursue the supreme throne? Why do you have to wander between illusion and reality? Why do you give up the comfortable life in the real world and penetrate into this dangerous dream world?

For what? Questions resounded through Zhang Jun's core of will, and questioned completely filled Zhang Jun's heart.

The entire spiritual sea became increasingly violent as the body slowly could not bear the confrontation of several different forces. After a while, the entire spiritual sea began to storm, as if the storm was about to come to the previous scene.

Why? Why did I do this? The torture of the soul lifted up everything that Zhang Jun had almost forgotten in his heart. From studying under the expectation of his parents when he was a child, to the impetuous and boring life in college, to the despair when he was hunted by nightmare, and the excitement in the dream world, until now, what is his dream?

A darkness that seemed to be lit rushed into Zhang Jun's heart, and a profound stroke was engraved on Zhang Jun's will, "My dream, my wish, and my pursuit are the supreme other side, the ideal country far away from the world!" The closed eyes opened again, and what was projected was no longer confusion, no longer emptiness, but a kind of light, the light of blooming, the light of hope, and the light of dreams.

"My ideal! It is to transcend fate and be eternal and free. How can I be bound by you? Ah! Ah!" Zhang Jun yelled in the sky. Facing the four demons and one Buddha in front of him, Zhang Jun let out a cry from his heart that penetrated his soul.

Gathering all the power and condensing all the spirits, Zhang Jun rushed to the front of the four demons and one Buddha with his fists, "Fight!" With a huge roar that shook the world, Zhang Jun saw the true choice of his soul for the first time, the real power.

For the sake of my dream and my ideal, even if this dream is just an illusory existence, I have to pursue it with all my heart. If I surrender at this time, how can I reach the end of my ideal? Zhang Jun, who was reborn, slightly mocked himself. He thought he was already very strong, but he was still weak! Otherwise, why wouldn't even dare to deal with these demonic thoughts independently? But it's not too late now, just let your fist imprint your ideas, beliefs, all your pursuits and dreams into the deepest part of your soul!

"Fight for me!" Zhang Jun rushed into the demon mind, his fighting spirit boiling enough to boil the entire sea. At this moment, a blue beam of light suddenly projected down from the sky of the entire sea of ​​spiritual consciousness and sank into Zhang Jun's body. Zhang Jun, who saw through his heart, had his mental power completely promoted to the innate bronze level.

The soul core is completely condensed, like gold ore. At this time, it is truly melted by flames, and the dazzling gold is produced. All the impurities and all the confusion in the spirit completely disappear at this moment. The extremely condensed spiritual core can also control more mental power. Meng Yuanli is attracted to Zhang Jun's body and enhance his own strength.

The magic sword turned into a magic sword and swayed countless sword energy and went down. The demon tree gently shook tens of thousands of fallen leaves and green light shot towards Zhang Jun. The fire qilin rushed towards Zhang Jun with unparalleled heat flames. The last demon dragon sprayed countless souls and spirits from the mouth. Even the Buddha clasped his hands together and chanted Amitabha Buddha, and used the strength of the seventh-level Futu of Yijin Jing to rush towards Zhang Jun.

For a moment, Zhang Jun was enemies all over the world, and the demon Buddha was killed together. Faced with this scene, the firm expression in Zhang Jun's eyes did not change at all. He even roared, and stepped firmly into the air. His qi and blood were churning, and he actually made a sound of a tiger roar. Facing the magic of the demon Buddha, Zhang Jun sat down with his hips and hugged the pill, just concentrated his energy and energy, and put it into a punch and hit the sky.

This is the simplest but most powerful fist. Under one punch, the world of the sea of ​​spirit suddenly broke and yin and yang were reversed. A substantial tiger roar rushed out of Zhang Jun's hand, and a big white-eyed tiger roared out of the fist wind, and the tiger roared and thundered, and raised his hand to fist.

One punch breaks all the magic! The sword energy, demon leaves, wronged souls, flames, and Buddha palms all disappeared under one punch. After one punch, Zhang Junruruo's bullet rushed out of the place of spiritual chaos, rushed into the statue of the Demon-chanting Buddha, and suddenly fisted at these Demon-chanting Buddha.

The countless martial arts of Feng Shen Legs, Ao Han Six Arts, Bing Xin Art, Han Ice Palm, Magic Knife, Yi Jin Jing, Golden Bell Cover, and National Sword Mistake Fist have evolved in Zhang Jun's hands. Originally, these demonic thoughts included some of their own thoughts. Although their tricks were more pure, Zhang Jun knew them.

Where the Demon Buddha and Zhang Jun fought, the spiritual space suddenly became chaotic, the earth, fire, feng shui and storm emerged, and the black, white, yin and yang energy gushed out. After Zhang Jun was promoted to the bronze level, he suddenly realized that no wonder he had been unable to eliminate these demonic thoughts. These demonic thoughts were completely a kind of faith and thought. At the Black Iron level, he did not condense his thoughts, beliefs and beliefs, and did not implement them, he could not shake the status of these thoughts at all. Fighting with them was not determined by moves and skills, but a kind of confrontation in belief. If he did not recognize his soul and did not give up everything to implement his beliefs, it would be absolutely impossible to shake the existence of these demonic thoughts. After all, from another aspect, these demonic thoughts themselves are the prototypes of another personality of his own. No matter how high his skills are, they will still rise like you.

Battle! Battle! Battle! Battle! Space is almost penetrated, and the spiritual space is also swaying violently. Zhang Jun gave up all the way out and had to rely on his own fists to create a way out of life. What is the sword path that would rather bend than bend, the gun path that never returns, the nimble and ever-changing sword path, and the killing path that I have no life. All I need is a common point, that is, the heart of no regrets to fight!

While Zhang Jun's mind was constantly confronting, Zhang Jun's body also made huge changes. While the original various energy sources were constantly rioting, blue fluorescence also appeared in Zhang Jun's body, constantly repairing his injuries caused by the energy riot. These dream energy rush into himself and continuously improving his skills. Moreover, the dream magic gems are constantly integrated into this internal energy, invisibly increasing the mystery and pushing it to the bronze level.

Gradually, as time goes by, the internal force of the Yijin Jing in Zhang Jun's body slowly overwhelmed the other forces. When the red red-level Futu Yijin Jing's skills completely merged with the other forces, the internal force of the Red-level Futu suddenly became itself. As a result, the Yijin Jing's skills of the Red-level Futu suddenly increased, the color deepened, and a yellow energy suddenly burst out. After that, the change continued to deepen, and the color continued to deepen until it rose to the Blue-level Futu.

But even at this moment, the Yijin Jing skills of the Blue-level Futu still showed no sign of stopping, and it continued to deepen. Light blue, blue, dark blue, and blue, and finally a kind of white appeared in it, showing signs of blue and white. Until this time, Zhang Jun's sudden increase in Yijin Jing skills gradually stopped, and it seemed that he had reached the limit and the color did not change anymore.
Chapter completed!