Chapter 1692: Mental exhaustion

Sumo kept tormenting Wu Fengtian, smashing his body, his limbs were cut off, his body was broken, and his head was cut down.
However, this is a dream space. As long as the mind is not destroyed, Wu Fengtian will not die.
"Wu Fengtian, I see when you can hold it!"
Somo cold drink, against the body of Wu Fengtian's broken body, the destruction of the big cockroach.
"Haha, Sumo, this is fake, it's all fake!"
Wu Fengtian laughed wildly, and the laughter was full of madness. He said: "It is impossible for you to kill me. Today, Yunwucheng is your place of bone."
Rumble! !
The spiritual power of Wu Fengtian is like never ending, desperately attacking this dream space.
The dream space is constantly cracking, but it has been constantly repaired by Sumo, and it is repeated.
This is a war of attrition. Whether it is Sumo or Wu Fengtian, it is under tremendous pressure, the mental energy is constantly consumed, and the spirit is constantly being hurt.
Outside, in the practice room.
Sumo and Wu Fengtian stood opposite each other. Both of them had pale faces like paper. Their foreheads were covered with sweaty beans, and the blood of the mouth was flowing. Both of them were injured.
Although Sumo’s spiritual strength is strong, but after all, Wu Zun’s four-level cultivation is done, and Wu Fengtian’s cultivation is the highest peak of the Wu Zunjing, and it is also a enchanting genius. The spiritual strength is not much weaker than Sumo.
Consumption is still going on, and in the space of the dream, the body of Wu Fengtian is almost made into a meat mud by Sumo.
However, Wu Fengtian’s consciousness still exists, and he constantly attacks the dream space, but the power has weakened a lot.
Obviously, the spiritual power of Wu Fengtian is too high, and the succession is weak.
However, in the space of the dream, Sumo’s spiritual mind became illusory, and his mental strength was also severely consumed, his head was dim, and he could not support it.
"Must hold!"
Sumo’s heart was awkward, and once he couldn’t hold it, he would die today.
Sumo thought about turning, he still has a way, but he doesn't know if he can do it.
That is, the people of Chilongying are now released and the body of Wu Fengtian is killed.
However, now the outside world is shrouded in the spirit of his dreams, once released, others are expected to be instantly close to the dream space.
The spirit of the demon war is not like the devouring of the soul of the war, and he is well controlled by him.
The spirit of the demon war is a purple mist. Once released, it will pervade all directions and cannot be controlled by the arm.
But anyway, this is an opportunity to try.
Sumo thought that he had communicated with the colorful glass tower in an instant, and his mind was moved. Hengfei was released by him.
Among the practice rooms, the glimmer of light, the shape of a slightly obese Hengfei, appeared in the side of Sumo.
"this is……!"
When Hengfei 出现 appeared, he saw Sumo and Wu Fengtian, who were like petrochemicals, and suddenly looked at each other.
He has been waiting in the colorful glass tower, it is not clear about the outside world, and he is not aware of the situation of Sumo.
It’s suddenly coming out, some are unknown.
However, it was only for a moment, the face of Hengfei was also solidified, and it was instantly brought closer to the space of the dream.
"what happened?"
In the space of the dream, Hengfei appeared, looking at the dark cell, the huge criminal frame, the stunned face.
Rumble! !
The entire space is constantly shaking, constantly cracking, and the scared Hengfei rushes to dodge.
"Sumo, what is going on?" Hengfei saw Sumo, and his body flashed and he came to Sumo's side.
"Hengfei, this is the illusion of my arrangement!" Su Modao, his body trembled, more illusory.
The body of Sumo in this dream space is also the result of spiritual thoughts, and the huge consumption has already made his mental power exhausted, and the control of the dream space has been greatly weakened.
However, it is worth celebrating that Wu Fengtian’s resistance has also become extremely weak, and both of them have consumed the most.
"Fantasy? How can I help you?" Hengfei asked quietly. He turned his head and looked around. In this space, there were only a pile of broken bodies on the ground.
"You can't help me!" Sumo shook her head slightly, and Hengfei really had to be drawn closer to the dream space, but here the other party couldn't help any, and could not give Wu Fengtian harm.
Uh!
Hengfei heard nothing, can't help you, what do you let me out?
"Sumo...you are today...must die!" Wu Fengtian’s voice sounded imaginary, but it was weak.
"I will die if you die!" Somo sneered, urging the remaining spiritual power.
Immediately, he took a big hand and absorbed the body of Wu Fengtian's broken body. The flame in his hand swallowed and began to incinerate.
Ah! !
Wu Fengtian screams again. This is the flame of Sumo’s spiritual power, which is directly burned to him.
The sound of the sizzling sounds constantly, and the flying bones of Hengfei look stunned.
Ah~~
Wu Fengtian’s screams are getting weaker and weaker, and his weakness is almost the same. His will is almost collapsed, and his mental strength is about to be wiped out.
Sumo’s figure also trembled fiercely, and the illusion reached the extreme, as if to drift with the wind, the fire of the spirit was even more burdensome for his mental power.
Time passed slowly, and after about five hours of breathing, Wu Fengtian’s screams were gone, and the mental energy was exhausted.
At this time, Sumo’s spiritual mind was dissipated like a breeze.
"Hengfei, take me out of the witch!"
At the moment when Sumo dissipated, his voice was full, and he had no choice but to give it to Hengfei.
Hengfei is a friend of his camp in Chilong. When he first arrived at Chilongying, the other party recognized his identity.
Although Sumo does not trust Hengfei very much, he can only rely on each other now.
Hengfei heard a glimpse of it, and then he saw that this dream space suddenly disappeared, and his figure once again appeared in the outside practice room.
Hengfei looked awkward and didn't know what it was.
Hey! Hey!
At this time, among the practice rooms, Sumo and Wu Fengtian were like petrified bodies, and they all fell straight.
"Sumo!"
Hengfei was shocked and hurried to Sumo's side, and a little inquisitive, slightly relieved.
Sumo is only exhausted in spirit and falls into fainting. There is nothing wrong with it. It will wake up in two days.
"Here is the Witch?" Hengfei heard the frown, and he actually came to the Witch.
"I will take you out!" Hengfei solemnly nodded. Sumo saved him and many soldiers from the Chilong camp. He naturally could not let Sumo disappointed.
Immediately, Hengfei’s thoughts moved and Sumo was included in his space treasure.
He also has a space treasure, just a low-level Emperor-level treasure, completely incomparable to the colorful glass tower.
"Kid, you killed so many people, how can I kill you!"
The eyes of Hengfei fell on Wu Fengtian, who fell to the ground. He immediately smiled coldly and walked over to the latter.
He knew that Wu Fengtian was definitely not dead, and Sumo had a glance at his mental exhaustion.