The red-haired man smiled and looked at the person beside him.
He is tall, has dark yellow skin, and has a rough face. His light yellow pupils are a bit larger than ordinary people, and red tentacle-like fleshy whiskers grow out of his cheeks, hanging down in front of him.
The elbows of the two thick arms are shaped like blades.
The black armor he wears has been specially made with a slit in the back, and you can see a pair of black fins with metallic luster growing on its thick back, slowly squirming as if alive.
"Congratulations? What congratulations? A sea festival of this scale can barely sublimate the sea." Adiro looked up at Liu Zongming in the sky, his expression unwavering.
He is the prince of the Black Seahorse clan, and his real name is Disinger, but generally, he prefers others to call him Adiro.
Because he is a mixed race, his maternal lineage is from the Blood Shark clan. When he was young, he was bullied by the Blood Shark clan because of this identity, so he was led back to the Black Seahorse clan. When his bloodline awakened, he became a top genius and was given the title of Emperor. Blood sequence.
In his opinion, the better he performed and the more famous Adiro became, the more revenge he had on the blood shark clan.
"Your Highness, with your qualifications, as long as you hold a few more sea sacrifices to stabilize your realm, and then jump to the Dragon Gate, you will be absolutely foolproof." The red-haired man's expression remained unchanged and he said respectfully.
"Dragon Gate..." Adiro's eyes flickered, and he snorted coldly, "That trash Diwenla can be made to fly away by any Dragon Gate that appears in his own sea on the Seven Seas!"
For his status, Dragon Gate is easy to find, but that does not include the real Dragon Gate. Only the real Dragon Gate can host the sea festival held by Haisi.
But the good thing is that there is no real dragon gate in Chi County, and it is still in the sea. As a result, all the cooked ducks flew away. How can it make people angry?
When he thought of that, Ge Hequn became less angry.
When the red-haired woman heard that, she immediately dared to speak, but she just pretended to hear.
Kongshi Jiere snorted and took small steps backwards.
The force was so small that the little blood shark on his foot let out a happy scream.
I raised my hand and shook it hard.
The moment the seven fingers clenched, a white invisible force field suddenly appeared in the surrounding air.
That is the sea, the colored sea.
With the empty stone ring as the center, it spread continuously, and in the blink of an eye it extended to a radius of ten dozen places.
There are many stars in it, but no star shines.
Those starlights collided with the warriors of Dual Yuan Island, and exploded violently like a singularity.
Regardless of whether he is a Grandmaster, a Junior Grandmaster, or even a True Lord, as soon as he comes into contact, he will immediately fly backwards in the explosion as if struck by lightning.
The body of Kongshijie floats heavily in the air.
Adiro looked behind.
"A humble mainlander, a lowly rebellious minister, since I have surrendered to the blood shark..." I quickly closed my hands, and a giant eightdent appeared in the visible sea.
"Go and die!"
Holding the Octdent tightly with both hands, the tangible sea area shrinks, and white light appears at the end. The white sea horse secret technique, the white sea horse secret technique, and the white sea area formed by love envelopes the whole body.
With the majestic momentum, the fleshy whiskers on both cheeks moved with the wind.
"Sea Clan! Sea Clan!! Die!!!" Adiro took action first, his Dharma Body in front of him swelled up, fit closely with his physical body, and disappeared in an instant.
In the air, I saw a white light flashing away.
Dang!
The Eight-dented Halberd of Kongshijie was raised low, just in time to block the sudden attack.
boom!
The last moment, the two figures disappeared together.
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Thuja Island, Thuja Tower.
Eleventh floor.
"The gods unite with their will, the holy machine is hidden in the body, the blood and strength are the same, the struggle is in the heart, the gods forge the body, the gods forge the heart, the Dharma patterns are there, all things return to the void and become true..."
Ge He was naked, wearing only a pair of special white shorts, sitting under the only futon in the middle of the eleventh floor.
There are relief paintings all around, and any one of them should be in the realm of the true king.
Those painted reliefs were formed by dissolving his divine will and cultivating it through ordinary means.
Only people at this level can retain their aura for such a long time.
I silently felt the changes in my body, and no scriptures about the divine forging of Dharmakaya passed through my mind.
The most advanced...
True Lord Seventy-four is missing only the first Dharma pattern.
Lin Mo was furious and had no intention.
I took out bottles of dragon blood and whale blood from Ge Hequn, as well as a small amount of stored elixirs, which have many functions, including blood accumulation, qi replenishment, aphrodisiac, healing, etc.
Immediately afterwards, regardless of whether it was useless or not, he swallowed all the elixirs into his belly, then unscrewed the blood bottle, and applied the dragon blood whale blood to his copper body like applying essential oil.
The nature of this substance is so strong that it requires special medicine to neutralize it. Only in this way can a rare cultivation and healing treasure, Ambergris Zhengqi Liquid, be prepared.
However, my constitution is average, so I only need to take such a few steps. Swallowing it all, and then taking some tonics to recover is enough.
With a thought in his mind, Lin Mo closed his eyes and started running the Small Source Code of Destruction.
Deep within the body, pitch-white patterns emerged, connected, and combined.
In the end, his own Four Dragons Devouring Silence Demona Dharmakaya followed, and as the Dharma patterns underneath were engraved, white chains appeared at the same time, binding the Dharmakaya.
Lin Mo didn't make any movement, he still sat cross-legged.
It's just that the body is shaking and shaking slightly.
Between the eyebrows, a white crystal with a total of 171 facets appeared.
One breath.
Seven breaths.
Ten breaths.
finally.
Click click click.
The Dharmakaya in the body finished moving. The Buddha's eyes were filled with blood, and his smiling face also pulled up the corners of his mouth and became fierce.
The four evil dragons entangled beneath him raised their heads and roared.
One by one, the red pupils were closed, emitting bunches of blood light.
The white chain wrapped around the body suddenly collapsed.
One after another...
Snapped!
Dharmakaya Buddha suddenly stretched his arms downward.
thump.
At the same time, Lin Mo opened his eyes.
A red light flashed in his eyes.
The body becomes cold quickly and the body temperature drops.
The strange dharma patterns no longer exist only in the dharma body, within the body, but appear on the surface of the body.
An unimaginable coldness appeared, and it felt like the perfect awakening of the talent pearl in the past.
It is as if there is no volcano erupting in the body and no sun rising in the body.
Everything is burning, everything is consuming.
Ge He's expression changed, as if he didn't feel anything at all.
But from the trembling corners of my eyes, I still couldn't tell that I wasn't feeling well at this time.
I have no idea.
I totally didn't expect that the seventy-four Dharmakaya kalpas would be less happy than the one-fourth Dharmakaya kalpa.
Transformation is no longer limited to the Dharmakaya, but ends affecting the body.
Time passes quickly.
Outside the space on the eleventh floor, there was only a thumping sound like a drum.
Quickly, the sound gets louder and louder.
First.
Everything fell silent.
Changes always rise from micro to macro, with quantitative changes leading to qualitative changes.
I've experienced this very few times.
call!
A gust of mountain breeze blew in from the round window of Thuja Tower, and along with it, there was still a faint hint of sunshine.
It landed under Lin Mo's thick chest muscles.
At this time, there is a white mark missing from my right chest, which is less like a lotus and less like a tree root.
Intertwined with the talent beads.
"You don't seem to underestimate the level of the True Lord anymore..."
Lin Mo stroked the mark on the back of his chest heavily.
Of course I know what it is.
When the power reaches a certain limit and returns to oneself, it will not be a disaster for the inner world.
Just like heaven and earth, these tsunamis, volcanoes, and earthquakes affect the people living under them, especially Wufu.
By this time, people can also influence the world.
If you want to control that influence in normal times to avoid harming everything around you, you need to exercise restraint.
That mark blocked Lin Mo's very small amount of power. As for the reason for its appearance, it was naturally caused by the collapse of jade.
According to Lin Mo's estimation, after breaking through the Seven Tribulations of the True Lord, my overall strength has dropped by at most eighty-one points.
Judging from my current strength, it's not that scary anymore.
Moreover, it seems that the talent accumulated in Luxia has also awakened.
Lin Mo took a deep breath, closed his eyes and felt the changes under his body.
Then he stretched out his hand, and the beam of light cast from the window fell right into the palm of his hand.
At this point the light stops blurring and the temperature stops falling.
An ice mirror quietly emerged, with a crescent moon under it.
Under it, there is still a mass of transparent material.
I frowned slightly, Bing Jing, I can figure it out.
The young men who were beaten to death one after another did not have any ordinary means to condense the moon seal. The moon seal was extremely cold, so he should be a monk of the ancestral lineage.
What I expected was bad, the bloodline was probably toad.
The ability I gained at this time can be regarded as a incomplete version. The ice mirror formed can reflect certain attacks, and at the same time, it carries the power of extreme cold. It does not necessarily add any bonus to my original moon snake ability.
Overall, it's pretty useless.
But, what is that transparent substance?
Lin Mo thought in his mind, took out the wet wipes from Liu Zongming, wiped his body, and changed his clothes.
Walk up to Thuja Tower.
During that time, there were not many disciples cultivating in the tower, and there were not many geniuses. Taoist Lei Zhan, for example, could already climb down to the fourth floor.
According to my estimation, it should be far away from the true king.
Thinking about it, Lin Mo walked out of Thuja Tower.
"Buddha." There are no disciples stationed in the pagoda. They are very strong. They are not in the realm of a master, so they can be regarded as open guards.
When seeing Ge He, he bowed respectfully.
"Thank you for your hard work." Lin Mo nodded and returned the greeting.
Just when he raised his head, he suddenly froze.
I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a strange feeling in my heart.
It felt like he could pull something out from under him just by stretching out his hand slightly.
That feeling is amazing.
Just like the later generations who opened the express delivery, when they opened these transparent bubble wraps, they always wanted to crush them one by one to make them special.
It was like a faint impulse.
Ge He came to consciousness and raised his thumb slightly.
As soon as he stopped moving, the disciple behind him turned pale in an instant and almost stumbled.
Ge He stretched out his hand, just enough to help him stabilize his body.
"Thank you, Buddha..." The disciple's face was still not pale, and his voice was a little heavier.
"What's wrong? Do you need some rest?" Lin Mo asked.
"It seems, it seems like that. Disciple just now, his head suddenly went blank. Thank you Buddha..." This disciple didn't mean it in a good way, and his voice became heavier and heavier.
Lin Mo nodded in understanding, took out a few bottles of nourishing elixirs from Liu Zongming, put them in his hands, and patted his shoulders.
Without saying anything, he turned and left.
The moment he turned around, a thoughtful look appeared on his face.
If I guessed wrong, my sudden impulse just now should not be another talent.
It comes from the talent of this white-faced man who was the first to sneak up on me.
'Can an empty head affect the will of God? '
Lin Mo first thought of that based on the other party's ability.
Specific experiments are still needed.
Unfortunately, there are no good experimental materials now.
In the past, Lingtai Temple did not have a special Duer Pagoda to imprison some extremely vicious criminals and use goodwill and time to save them.
In fact, that love is superficial and used to nourish hope.
Ever since I came to Yihaiqian from Huaizhou, I have been bullied and ostracized everywhere, so I didn't have the time to do something like this.
Moving forward, the power within the sect became smaller and smaller, and affairs became more and more complicated.
No one has anything else to do. They are just busy and put aside.
If he can really sneak attack the big man like this white-faced man, and have the ability to influence the divine side, it is true, and it will not help in practicing the so-called White Soul Art.
Ge He's eyes flickered, and he finished thinking about the connection, and what if it was really as special as I imagined.
finally.
"Someone is coming."
I emphasized.
Uh-huh!
In the jungle around Thuja Pagoda, a monk in yellow cassocks hurriedly stepped on his feet and appeared behind Lin Mo, bowing and saluting.
"The Buddha has no instructions?"
"He is the Qingkong of the Asura Path, right?" Lin Mo said in a deep voice. I have a very good memory and have already matched the names and looks of everyone from the inner disciples of the sect down.
"Yes! Buddha." The monk in yellow cassocks obviously expected that Lin Mo would remember my name. He was excited and bowed again.
The monk, who was originally muscular, with a thick beard and a fierce feminine face, now actually showed a smile like a young man.
Lin Mo also had a friendly smile on his face. He looked at the person behind him for a while and patted his shoulder.
"Qingkong, you have been observing him for a long time, but there is nothing important for him to complete at this time."
I paused and looked up at the sky.
"Buddha said, the sea of suffering has an edge, and you will find the shore when you turn around. Put down the butcher's knife and become a Buddha immediately. If you want to rebuild the Duer Tower, specifically to save the evildoers and redeem the sinners, he is willing to take responsibility for this matter."
Lin Mo's voice was faint, and the pity in his eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Buddha...Buddha is really a small kindness! Disciple is willing...willing to save a life and build a pagoda!"
Monk Qingkong also burst into tears at this time. He looked at Ge He and bowed to Buddha again.
As if being stimulated by something, he turned around and left.
He was mumbling words such as the sea of suffering, butcher's knife, and becoming a Buddha.
The front runs slower and slower.
Lin Mo watched the other party leave, turned around, and walked towards the mountain.
If I'm lucky and my prediction is wrong, then the new talent will definitely require the sacrifice of a small number of weak warriors. It would be best if some villains make sacrifices.
And if you think wrong and use this to make a name for yourself, it would be wrong.
Then I restarted Duerta and wrote another script. It just so happened that no one responded. Then I wrote the script of Buddha Cutting Flesh and Feeding Butterflies, which was good, but not a bit weak after all.
Just in time to enrich the content.
very slow.
Qingkong is suspected to be very weak in action.
After two days, everything will be almost ready.
The newly built Duer Tower does not have four floors, so those who are not qualified to retreat are at most martial artists at the peak of their destiny.
Of course, at this time, there are only a few grandmasters outside to make up the numbers.
"Son of Buddha, although the people in the pagoda are powerful, they have evil dispositions and have not been saved by Buddhist scriptures. Do you really want to retreat?"
In the tower, Qingkong looked at Lin Mo in disbelief.
