Chapter 71 Another History

Style: Fantasy Author: Count OrangeWords: 2189Update Time: 24/01/19 00:08:49
Bai Mo's voice directly sounded in their hearts, making several people confused.

It is said that the task is completed, but where is the historical text?

Their mission is to find the historical text and bring it back to the empire!

Before he could think about anything, Du Nai noticed something abnormal.

"Captain, have you noticed that the world in the picture seems to suddenly start to move away from us..."

"It's just the opposite of what happened when we were sucked in. Can we really leave this weird world?"

Their team didn't know whether it was unlucky or lucky. They found the target as soon as they were delivered, but they found that everything was out of their control.

I was sucked into the world in the memory picture uncontrollably, and then I was expelled out uncontrollably.

Everything seemed like a dream, and the world became strange and bizarre.

When he realized it again, there was no man in white and no picture world.

Several people appeared in the cave just as they had just arrived.



"This is...the indigenous human-monster battlefield?"

"It seems we are a bit unlucky."

"The highest combat power in this world is the God Transformation, and its combat power is approximately equal to the late fourth-level to early fifth-level extraordinary beings in the empire. As long as we don't encounter them head-on, we will be relatively safe..."

"...wuwuwu..."

"Du Nai, please stop saying a few words. No one in the group knows that you have the most venomous mouth. You will come up with whatever you say."

"Captain, do you know what the historical text we are looking for is?"

"..."



The core of the Demon Temple.

"Bai Mo, what did you just do?!!!" Isis, who once again transformed into a girl form, looked at a wall of the Demon Temple with some horror.

There is a painting on the wall, and the figure in white ink is in the painting.

"Why did time go back half a quarter of an hour?"

At this time, in the entire Yuanyang world, except for Bai Mo, she was probably the only one who noticed something was wrong.

"The power of the true Yang is really interesting." Bai Mo said in the painting.

"Zhen Yang? You succeeded?!"

In one of the memory lines in Isis's mind that was completely different from the current history of Daochen Realm, she recalled a certain episode.



Hundreds of years ago, Daochen Immortal World.

In a world made entirely of flesh and blood, a white figure that was incompatible with the environment walked out of a door made entirely of countless tentacles intertwined with each other.

"Why did you come so early?"

Isis, who had dark green hair and looked like an ordinary girl on her upper body, "grew" out on a wall of flesh and blood. She looked at Bai Mo who arrived early with some surprise.

"It stands to reason that you should have arrived at least ten days later."

She invited Bai Mo, who came from the asteroid Earth, to Daochen Realm to participate in the Zerg's pioneering war, but she didn't expect that the other party would arrive ten days earlier than she expected.

The speed of movement across worlds is basically proportional to the strength. The more powerful the life, the shorter the time it needs to delay in the space mezzanine.

"No, you are also a middle-level fairy!!!"

"How can there be a living body that can jump from a low position to a middle position in less than two hundred years?!"

Within the Isis group, there are the concepts of low-level fairies, mid-level fairies, and high-level fairies, which roughly correspond to the seventh, eighth, and ninth levels of human beings respectively.

When she first came into contact with Bai Mo and invited him as an avatar, he had just entered the seventh level.

In Daochen Realm, the seventh level is about the level between True Immortal and Golden Immortal. For Isis, the intermediate immortal spirit who is equivalent to Dao Zun, he is a powerful but controllable high-level fighter.

If she knew that Bai Mo was a strong person on the same level as herself, she would not easily invite the opponent to help in the boxing. That would be to increase players, not chess pieces.

Bai Mo didn't explain, just turned his head coldly.

"..."

"Even if you are an innate being, you cannot skip the huge accumulation after becoming a fairy."

The seventh-level true immortal who has just reached the immortal level is at best invincible on the surface. He can wipe out most non-immortal life on the surface of a planet in the time of a cup of tea.

As for the eighth-level Taoist Master who possesses the power of one star, his mere existence is equivalent to the planet itself, which is several orders of magnitude more invincible than the simple surface invincibility.

The destructive power of the seventh-level true immortal is similar to a mobile nuclear bomb scrubber. The nuclear bomb will explode wherever it goes.

But even if nuclear bombs are used to wash the ground ten times, for a planet-level body like Dao Zun, it is equivalent to wiping off a thin layer of skin on the surface, which is insignificant.



"You didn't force the poison out of your body, but instead tried your best to absorb it and use it?"

Isis's mind wandered for several seconds, searching through a large amount of information in his memory before he spoke out such an answer with a little doubt and uncertainty.

She really didn't expect that a lunatic would dare to do this and absorb Tao poison without any scruples. Are you really not afraid of death?

"Dao poison? Do you mean the power of Dao transformation?" Bai Mo clenched his right hand into a fist, then opened his five fingers again, and a strange light appeared in the palm of his hand.

"You won't live much longer."

After Isis saw this ball of light, he completely confirmed his idea. The other party did obtain power by absorbing Tao poison, which is the power of Taoism in his mouth, in a near-suicide method.

"There are still five hundred years." Bai Mo did not mince words about his remaining time.

Dao poison, or the power of Dao transformation, is a problem that troubles countless powerful people in more than just Daochen Immortal World.

Becoming an immortal seems to be something that defies heaven. As long as the power of a living body reaches the level of a true immortal, a curse called Daohua will be cast down for no reason.

This cursed power called the power of Taoism will continuously erode all desires of the target living body, making people completely desireless. In the end, even the self will disappear and become an unconscious meteorite in the universe.

Or, a piece of meteorite.

Because of this, as long as the beings above the level of true immortals still want to live, they will try every means to fight against the power of Taoism, or at least delay the erosion of the self by the power of Taoism.

No one has ever relaxed their mind and actively absorbed the power of Taoism like Bai Mo.

Why?

Isis wanted to ask this question, but when the words came to her lips, she still did not ask, because she remembered that Bai Mo was the first person to become an immortal in his world. Maybe it was not that he did not want to fight against Daohua, but... he discovered It's already too late.



"How about we make a deal?"

The half-length girl with long green hair fluttered the transparent wings behind her gently, as if she was thinking about something.

The two parties are already on equal footing, so the original employment conditions can no longer be used.

"trade?"

"I will tell you how to fight against Dao poison. In exchange, you have to contain a Taoist in the Daochen world for me."