super evolution

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"Bastard! Bold!"

The great sage of inspiration roared angrily, and a light blue Tai Chi Taoist robe appeared on him out of thin air.

Wisps of clear light wrapped around his whole body, and a basin-sized Tai Chi pattern was faintly outlined on his back and chest.An extremely flexible anti-shock force rolled out to the surroundings. The monkey's long stick, Yang Jian's long sword, and the three weapons of the Kong Sang brothers bounced back almost at the same time when they were touched by the clear light.

The great sage of inspiration shook his body and opened his mouth to spray blood.

Being attacked by these five together, even if his current cultivation base is far superior to Yang Jian and others, he still can't withstand the impact of such a tyrannical force. Even if he has a good magic weapon to protect his body, his body is almost shattered.

With a sound of anger, the great sage of inspiration tore at the monkey's heart with his claws, and was about to grab his heart out alive.

Everyone felt that there was a sudden flash of light in front of their eyes, Dongfang Xin and Lan Siam brothers flashed out, and their fists hit the Great Sage of Inspiration like a meteor shower.

Today's Dongfangxin and Lansiam brothers, their cultivation is superb, and their strength is even more tyrannical.

With Wu Hai, Yang Jian, and Hou Ziwai Kong Sang brothers, three masters who specialize in body training, they taught various physical attack methods. The brothers combined various Buddhist magical powers and techniques, and sacrificed a unique killing method. Absolutely powerful supernatural powers, the Mahamudra of the Eighteen Hells.

This supernatural power has a total of eighteen strikes.

Once sacrificed, the strength of the fist will be like the torture of the [-]th floor of hell, and one punch will be twice as heavy as the previous punch.

Every time eighteen punches are thrown, it is like the superposition of waves in the ocean, gathering the power of eighteen punches in one punch and blasting out.

It is also Dongfang Xin and Lan Siam who have the body of a great sage from outside the territory. Their physical bodies are strong enough to withstand such a huge force, and their fists are so fast that they can pinch their fists together. If it were someone else, they would not be able to create such a force. Terrible technique.

In just a flick of a finger, thousands of punches have already hit the body of the great sage of inspiration.

The Eighteen Hells Mahamudra is a punch heavier than a punch. Every eighteen punches, there must be a punch that combines all the power of the previous eighteen punches into one blow.

Absolute speed, absolute power!

The perfect combination of strength and speed without the slightest fancy, this is the horror of the Eighteen Hells Mahamudra!

The strength of the fist tore through the air, and the wind of the fist rubbed against the void, causing wind and fire, and the excitation of wind and fire caused electricity.The power of wind, fire, thunder, lightning, and loud noise is inspired by pure power and speed, as if the two instruments are intertwined and transformed all things, producing infinite changes.

A loud bang!

The void in the surrounding area was shattered, and the cyan treasure robe inspired by the Great Sage's body was smashed to pieces, and the heavy fist directly hit his body, sending him flying hundreds of miles away.When the fist was close to the body, the great sage of inspiration finally realized that he hastily forced out the immortal power in his body, which turned into a protective layer of clear light on the surface of his body.

Poor dignified emperor, even the magic weapon to protect his body was smashed, and he was forced to use his natal power to protect his body.

Such shame and humiliation made the seventy-odd monster saints standing on the side of the great saint of inspiration groan coldly in unison, and boundless killing intent rushed towards Wu Hai and his party.

The other hundreds of emperor-level overlords of the nine heavens and ten lands all laughed together.

So funny!

Those Overlords just thought it was so much fun!

They can all see that the cultivation of Wu Hai and others is only one-ten-thousandth of that of the Great Sage of Inspiration.

However, even with such meager strength, the Great Sage of Inspiration was defeated. This is really because Wu Hai and the others' skills are too wonderful, and their coordination is too dexterous!

In the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands, even brothers and sisters who get along day and night will not cooperate with each other like this tacitly.

How did Wu Hai and the others do it?

With a cold smile, Wu Hai looked at the great sage of inspiration rushing over from a distance like a mad tiger, and said indifferently: "You have already lost, and in front of so many fellow Taoists, you don't even want the last bit of shame!" Is it gone?"

Han Xiaobai and the others stood apart behind Wu Hai, and Kong Sangri yelled coldly and proudly: "If you are shameless and want to continue fighting, we will fight!"

With a shake of the halberd, a small piece of space in front of him was shattered, a large piece of cyan light rose from Kong Sangri's body, and condensed into a round of brilliant sun disk above his head, emitting a cyan light that was hard to look at.It is clearly a cyan light, but everyone who sees this round of the sun has an illusion, as if this is a round of scorching sun hanging high in the sky, emitting endless light and heat.

Loud laughter came from the main hall in front, the spacious and tall hall door burst open, and more than a dozen daoist attires came out slowly.Some of these people have a faint fairy aura, or a strong evil spirit, or a ghostly aura, or a monster aura, but all of them have an extremely strong aura, with a domineering aura that fills the entire void.

Compared with the pressure given by the great sage of inspiration, these dozen great powers are really a world of difference.

It is conceivable that they are the top group of people with the strongest cultivation base, the highest status, the largest foundation, and the most disciples in the nine heavens and ten lands.According to the legend, each of the dozen or so people in front of me has stood on the peak of the emperor. It has been nearly a million years, and they have touched a certain wonderful limit. As long as they take a light step, they can be among the top The inconceivable realm of the human primordial sage.

When the great sage of inspiration saw the dozen or so people, he immediately hid his face in shame and left.

Even the Seven Treasures Dharma Wheel, which was still hanging high in the air, didn't bother to call it back.

Wu Hai looked coldly at the great sage of inspiration who fled in a hurry, walked a few steps forward with a smile, and said to the dozen or so great powers who went out to meet them.

"Seniors, the younger generation, Lord Slayer, is being polite. What happened just now..."

An old man surrounded by ghostly mist laughed sharply: "What just happened, did anything happen just now?"

A dozen or so people glanced at each other and laughed at the same time: "Nothing happened just now, Fellow Daoist Slaughter Heaven, I am really fortunate to have such a powerful person from the lower realms as Fellow Daoist participating in the gathering of ten thousand immortals, what a blessing!"

A demon saint with lightning-like eyes, an eagle nose like a hook, and a pair of golden roc wings behind his back stopped laughing, looked at Wu Hai coldly and sneered, "Since I'm here to attend the Ten Thousand Immortals Gathering, I guess I don't know the rules of the Gathering. I understand. Now I will ask you, who are you going to rely on? Who are you going to hand over your chassis and power? Hey, let's make a decision now!"

Wu Hai's complexion became ugly, and the other dozen or so great powers looked at him with piercing eyes, with deep meaning in their eyes.

angry!

Wu Hai looked at it very angrily, the body should be some kind of roc bird demon saint.

He naturally knew the rules of gatherings of sages. It was nothing more than a conference where the overlords of the nine heavens and ten places recruited monks from the lower realms, and then divided the entire sphere of influence in the human world according to the size of the monks they recruited.According to the notice issued by the conference, if the monks of the lower world do not choose a certain force to belong to, they will be strangled by all forces.

Wu Hai had already made a decision before coming, he was already prepared, and he had a temporary refugee.

However, this roc was actually not going to save any face for him by pressing Wu Hai on this matter in front of so many powerful people before the conference started.He intentionally reminded Wu Hai that even if you defeat the Great Sage of Inspiration, you are just a weakling who came to seek refuge with others.

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Looking at Dapeng with cold eyes, Wu Hai sighed quietly.

"Purple-eyed King Peng?"

"Not bad!"

Dapeng Niao was stunned, he nodded and said: "It's my sage, you know my name? Well, you have a good relationship with Qing Mozi?"

Smiling, Wu Hai looked intently at the dozen or so great powers present, and slowly took out a piece of Consciousness Slip.

He nodded and said: "Since King Peng wants this junior to explain who he is here to defect to, then this junior will just say so."

With a finger on the Consciousness Slip, a pair of star charts spewed out from the jade slip, and the stars dazzled the eyes and ears.

Wu Hai pointed to the star map and said with a sneer: "This is the star map controlled by our Heaven Slaughtering Sect. The Aurelia star field and the surrounding star fields are equivalent to three times the size of the Aurelia star field. This territory is not small, no matter which senior you join, you can add a big stake to him."

More than a dozen powerful eyes lit up at the same time, including King Zijingpeng, who nodded involuntarily.

yes!