v2 Chapter 718： bloom in destruction
Source Secret of God's Blood Palm (pseudo): Those who are locked by this attack cannot escape by any means. Under the palm of their hand, all time and space, fate, cause and effect are banned...
Bai Donglin's eyes flickered slightly, and a ray of information appeared in his mind inexplicably, as if he knew it innately, and seemed to have been firmly engraved into the depths of his memory before the ancient times.
"This power is..."
"Is the information set? You can't avoid it, you can only hold it."
While thinking about it, Bai Donglin clearly felt that many rules around him began to dissipate, including the ten original rules that belonged to him, condensed from his super **** domain.
"If this attack was taken by God Yuanmi himself before his death, the eleven realms present would have to die completely. Fortunately, the **** hand just used the power remaining in the corpse of God Yuanmi. It has its shape, but no its meaning."
Thinking through the perceived aura fluctuations, instantly evaluates the attack strength of the bleeding palm. Although it is strange and unpredictable, it is not enough to obliterate the existence of the eleventh realm.
Bai Donglin's mind is flexible, and at a glance, he understands the thoughts of Curacao and the others. This is to use the power of blood to break his repression and imprisonment, and take the opportunity to escape.
"Tsk! It's not a big deal except that it can't be avoided. It's just a bit huge and a bit bluffing."
The so-called information setting seems to completely crush the existence under the twelve realms, but Bai Donglin's heart is full of confidence.
Not to mention this ostensible attack, even if the source secret God is still alive, he also has a way to get rid of the "setting" that was forcibly given to him, he only needs to destroy himself once.
The state of the observer is mysterious and mysterious, and nothing can be added to the body.
It is possible to do so, but it is not necessary.
In an instant, Bai Donglin forcibly gathered together, and the time rules used to freeze the quantum cloud of thinking also dissipated strangely under the influence of "information setting", but it didn't matter anymore, he had already finished thinking in the still time. .
If you can't dodge it, let it go!
Bai Donglin's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he displayed his trump card ultimate move, only to see a phantom figure. Come down and turn into a selfless avatar.
The remaining point exists in the body. Under the effect of immortality and immortality, it is instantly revived with full blood, and then there is an invisible sword light flashing in the heart, and the selfless clone is cut off again.
It was a long story, but in an instant, one hundred and one figures were already connected in a straight line.
Whoosh! !
As Bai Donglin's right fist clenched suddenly, the hundred clones without self-consciousness in front of him all contained the endless material energy of the world of one yuan spiritual aperture, and they burned out in an instant, turning into bright circles of light, wrapped around them. above the fist.
Bai Donglin's expression changed, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and his extremely hard body instantly resembled a broken ceramic doll, covered with radiant cracks.
Blessing the mighty power of 100 clones is already his current limit.
At this moment, the boundless blood palm has already fallen.
"Drink! Ha!!"
Bai Donglin shouted angrily, his voice resounding through the void, the extremely suppressed aura of tyrannical aura instantly attracted the eyes of all the powerhouses, all of them involuntarily looked at the terrifying fist surrounded by the dazzling light wheel.
"What's this!??"
Chi Ming's pupils shrank sharply, and the shock made him forget the **** hand attack above his head. He saw that there were many boundless worlds in that circle of light, sinking, burning, and destroying...
"Self-annihilation · Abandoning Fist Slash! Hundred rounds!"
Boom! !
An "extremely small" fist shadow pierced through the void and slammed into the **** hand, followed by absolute silence and extreme depression.
The next moment, the endless platinum fists and blades, with the starting point of the encounter as the core, spread wildly in all directions, but in an instant, the blood-red hands that spanned millions of light-years were drowned in the scorching platinum brilliance.
Under the ultimate destruction, it was eroded, shattered, and turned into complete nothingness.
Click!
"Fuck you—"
Curaçao, held by Bai Donglin in his left hand, was the closest to the core of the attack, and was hit by the aftermath of the close proximity.
The divine light of the Weeping Blood Blade was dim, and it was severely injured. Curacao only had time to let out a terrified, frantic roar, and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep of self-protection.
When the radiance of destruction disappeared, all the existences opened their eyes dully, and the perception whizzed away. The huge **** hand was completely wiped out, and the ban set by the **** hand information also dissipated automatically. gone.
"What are you looking for?"
Turron's figure was stagnant, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late. A fist lingered with golden flames penetrated from his nebula's head, and Zi Ri's eyes were completely silent.
"What a terrible human race..."
As the last thought fell, the **** that ran through time and space directly smashed the source points of Turron's existence.
"escape!!"
Many black disaster powerhouses, with terrifying expressions, stepped into the long river of time and space without hesitation, and fled away in hiding.
Bai Donglin frowned. At this time, it was too late to pursue the pursuit. The blockade of the super **** realm was broken under the hedge with the **** hand just now. To reopen the blockade of time and space, it takes a moment of time, and within this time, with the ability of the eleventh realm, he has already escaped.
Victory in the first battle, with one enemy and six, killing one, and capturing one alive, this is already an extremely proud record. It is a great victory, not a loss!
In the battle between the eleven realms, it is very difficult to cause casualties, unless one party has absolute suppression. Bai Donglin knew this very well, so from the beginning, he turned on his full firepower and used the forbidden technique "Extreme Sublimation" to annihilate the black disaster powerhouse with the power of crushing.
All the creatures of the black disaster have run away, and the powerhouses belonging to the Taihao Heavens are still stunned, staring at Bai Donglin with shocked and strange eyes.
Bai Donglin looked around with a faint expression, knowing that the punch he had just made was indeed a bit shocking, surpassing the normal strength of the eleventh realm, and it was unbelievable for everyone, and it was reasonable.
‘This is just one of my trump cards, if you want to live long, you have to have trump cards often! ’
There are many things that cannot be fully announced in front of people. It is necessary to keep secrets at all times, to keep things in the bottom of the box, and to always grasp the advantages of poor information.
For example, all the real self-unique realms who end the timeline dare not use the power of the future, and under that strange and unpredictable backlash, they are almost certain to die.
And how could he be afraid of death?
I don't dare to say that I can go too far into the future, but I can still temporarily borrow a blow from myself in the twelve realms. This is his ultimate trump card, and it is the confidence that he dares to smile in front of the source of information!
The war subsided, Bai Donglin withdrew to the extreme and sublimated, and the golden flames that were constantly flickering on the body slowly dissipated.
"Ok?"
Bai Donglin suddenly looked stunned, his eyes flashed with surprise, his eyes turned to a slowly disintegrating golden flame particle in front of him, his arm stretched out, and penetrated into the short-lived small universe that was born by the collision of particles and was about to dissipate.
The golden flame particles are the strange particles condensed by Bai Donglin's full strength, the breath and the "three lights" escaping from the body surface. They are extremely heavy, extremely small, and endless. They converge into golden flame clothes and cover the whole body.
On the outside, it is a flaming golden flame. In the microscopic world, it is essentially a very heavy particle that moves at a high speed. The particles will collide violently with each other, or impact with external intrusion attacks.
Such a terrifying hedging of extremely heavy particles will form a "singularity explosion effect", opening up a fleeting microcosm, and a small universe with a depth of only millions of light-years to 100 million light-years will still erupt into terror. scorching power of destruction.
The golden flame clothes, which are formed by the birth and death of countless miniature universes, are natural defensive barriers. Those who do not meet the specifications of the eleventh realm will die if they touch it.
These small universes formed by particle collisions are nothing more than that. They only arise and die in an instant, and even the high temperature of the big bang has not cooled down, and there is no possibility of material celestial bodies forming. They are the failure of the universe to open up. .
But in this extreme universe, Bai Donglin sensed a faint breath of life, which was an impossible miracle.
Before the golden flame particles disintegrated, Bai Donglin retracted his clenched palm, spread it out, and a small figure curled up on it.
Chiguo's body trembled slightly, as if waiting for death to come. The shining body surface was surrounded by bright spots of light that were not necessarily flying. It was a tiny celestial body exuding a hot breath. There were big suns, neutron stars, Pulsars, black holes...
"Yah~"
The little guy's brows trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his big clear and bright eyes, looking around with curiosity and fear, and then staring straight at Bai Donglin, showing a hint of admiration.
"Yah! It's Father God! Hug~"
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Bai Donglin's eyes flickered slightly, and a ray of information appeared in his mind inexplicably, as if he knew it innately, and seemed to have been firmly engraved into the depths of his memory before the ancient times.
"This power is..."
"Is the information set? You can't avoid it, you can only hold it."
While thinking about it, Bai Donglin clearly felt that many rules around him began to dissipate, including the ten original rules that belonged to him, condensed from his super **** domain.
"If this attack was taken by God Yuanmi himself before his death, the eleven realms present would have to die completely. Fortunately, the **** hand just used the power remaining in the corpse of God Yuanmi. It has its shape, but no its meaning."
Thinking through the perceived aura fluctuations, instantly evaluates the attack strength of the bleeding palm. Although it is strange and unpredictable, it is not enough to obliterate the existence of the eleventh realm.
Bai Donglin's mind is flexible, and at a glance, he understands the thoughts of Curacao and the others. This is to use the power of blood to break his repression and imprisonment, and take the opportunity to escape.
"Tsk! It's not a big deal except that it can't be avoided. It's just a bit huge and a bit bluffing."
The so-called information setting seems to completely crush the existence under the twelve realms, but Bai Donglin's heart is full of confidence.
Not to mention this ostensible attack, even if the source secret God is still alive, he also has a way to get rid of the "setting" that was forcibly given to him, he only needs to destroy himself once.
The state of the observer is mysterious and mysterious, and nothing can be added to the body.
It is possible to do so, but it is not necessary.
In an instant, Bai Donglin forcibly gathered together, and the time rules used to freeze the quantum cloud of thinking also dissipated strangely under the influence of "information setting", but it didn't matter anymore, he had already finished thinking in the still time. .
If you can't dodge it, let it go!
Bai Donglin's eyes were awe-inspiring, and he displayed his trump card ultimate move, only to see a phantom figure. Come down and turn into a selfless avatar.
The remaining point exists in the body. Under the effect of immortality and immortality, it is instantly revived with full blood, and then there is an invisible sword light flashing in the heart, and the selfless clone is cut off again.
It was a long story, but in an instant, one hundred and one figures were already connected in a straight line.
Whoosh! !
As Bai Donglin's right fist clenched suddenly, the hundred clones without self-consciousness in front of him all contained the endless material energy of the world of one yuan spiritual aperture, and they burned out in an instant, turning into bright circles of light, wrapped around them. above the fist.
Bai Donglin's expression changed, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, and his extremely hard body instantly resembled a broken ceramic doll, covered with radiant cracks.
Blessing the mighty power of 100 clones is already his current limit.
At this moment, the boundless blood palm has already fallen.
"Drink! Ha!!"
Bai Donglin shouted angrily, his voice resounding through the void, the extremely suppressed aura of tyrannical aura instantly attracted the eyes of all the powerhouses, all of them involuntarily looked at the terrifying fist surrounded by the dazzling light wheel.
"What's this!??"
Chi Ming's pupils shrank sharply, and the shock made him forget the **** hand attack above his head. He saw that there were many boundless worlds in that circle of light, sinking, burning, and destroying...
"Self-annihilation · Abandoning Fist Slash! Hundred rounds!"
Boom! !
An "extremely small" fist shadow pierced through the void and slammed into the **** hand, followed by absolute silence and extreme depression.
The next moment, the endless platinum fists and blades, with the starting point of the encounter as the core, spread wildly in all directions, but in an instant, the blood-red hands that spanned millions of light-years were drowned in the scorching platinum brilliance.
Under the ultimate destruction, it was eroded, shattered, and turned into complete nothingness.
Click!
"Fuck you—"
Curaçao, held by Bai Donglin in his left hand, was the closest to the core of the attack, and was hit by the aftermath of the close proximity.
The divine light of the Weeping Blood Blade was dim, and it was severely injured. Curacao only had time to let out a terrified, frantic roar, and his consciousness fell into a deep sleep of self-protection.
When the radiance of destruction disappeared, all the existences opened their eyes dully, and the perception whizzed away. The huge **** hand was completely wiped out, and the ban set by the **** hand information also dissipated automatically. gone.
"What are you looking for?"
Turron's figure was stagnant, and he wanted to escape, but it was too late. A fist lingered with golden flames penetrated from his nebula's head, and Zi Ri's eyes were completely silent.
"What a terrible human race..."
As the last thought fell, the **** that ran through time and space directly smashed the source points of Turron's existence.
"escape!!"
Many black disaster powerhouses, with terrifying expressions, stepped into the long river of time and space without hesitation, and fled away in hiding.
Bai Donglin frowned. At this time, it was too late to pursue the pursuit. The blockade of the super **** realm was broken under the hedge with the **** hand just now. To reopen the blockade of time and space, it takes a moment of time, and within this time, with the ability of the eleventh realm, he has already escaped.
Victory in the first battle, with one enemy and six, killing one, and capturing one alive, this is already an extremely proud record. It is a great victory, not a loss!
In the battle between the eleven realms, it is very difficult to cause casualties, unless one party has absolute suppression. Bai Donglin knew this very well, so from the beginning, he turned on his full firepower and used the forbidden technique "Extreme Sublimation" to annihilate the black disaster powerhouse with the power of crushing.
All the creatures of the black disaster have run away, and the powerhouses belonging to the Taihao Heavens are still stunned, staring at Bai Donglin with shocked and strange eyes.
Bai Donglin looked around with a faint expression, knowing that the punch he had just made was indeed a bit shocking, surpassing the normal strength of the eleventh realm, and it was unbelievable for everyone, and it was reasonable.
‘This is just one of my trump cards, if you want to live long, you have to have trump cards often! ’
There are many things that cannot be fully announced in front of people. It is necessary to keep secrets at all times, to keep things in the bottom of the box, and to always grasp the advantages of poor information.
For example, all the real self-unique realms who end the timeline dare not use the power of the future, and under that strange and unpredictable backlash, they are almost certain to die.
And how could he be afraid of death?
I don't dare to say that I can go too far into the future, but I can still temporarily borrow a blow from myself in the twelve realms. This is his ultimate trump card, and it is the confidence that he dares to smile in front of the source of information!
The war subsided, Bai Donglin withdrew to the extreme and sublimated, and the golden flames that were constantly flickering on the body slowly dissipated.
"Ok?"
Bai Donglin suddenly looked stunned, his eyes flashed with surprise, his eyes turned to a slowly disintegrating golden flame particle in front of him, his arm stretched out, and penetrated into the short-lived small universe that was born by the collision of particles and was about to dissipate.
The golden flame particles are the strange particles condensed by Bai Donglin's full strength, the breath and the "three lights" escaping from the body surface. They are extremely heavy, extremely small, and endless. They converge into golden flame clothes and cover the whole body.
On the outside, it is a flaming golden flame. In the microscopic world, it is essentially a very heavy particle that moves at a high speed. The particles will collide violently with each other, or impact with external intrusion attacks.
Such a terrifying hedging of extremely heavy particles will form a "singularity explosion effect", opening up a fleeting microcosm, and a small universe with a depth of only millions of light-years to 100 million light-years will still erupt into terror. scorching power of destruction.
The golden flame clothes, which are formed by the birth and death of countless miniature universes, are natural defensive barriers. Those who do not meet the specifications of the eleventh realm will die if they touch it.
These small universes formed by particle collisions are nothing more than that. They only arise and die in an instant, and even the high temperature of the big bang has not cooled down, and there is no possibility of material celestial bodies forming. They are the failure of the universe to open up. .
But in this extreme universe, Bai Donglin sensed a faint breath of life, which was an impossible miracle.
Before the golden flame particles disintegrated, Bai Donglin retracted his clenched palm, spread it out, and a small figure curled up on it.
Chiguo's body trembled slightly, as if waiting for death to come. The shining body surface was surrounded by bright spots of light that were not necessarily flying. It was a tiny celestial body exuding a hot breath. There were big suns, neutron stars, Pulsars, black holes...
"Yah~"
The little guy's brows trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his big clear and bright eyes, looking around with curiosity and fear, and then staring straight at Bai Donglin, showing a hint of admiration.
"Yah! It's Father God! Hug~"
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