I'm Too Strong To Be Immortal Chapter 415

The unprecedented agitation of the pitch-black stone stele melted into a viscous liquid during the fierce tremor.

　　 The glistening liquid flow spread out of the sea, condensed into countless mysterious characters to envelop Bai Donglin's whole person, the bright black light flashed, and then disappeared into unknown time and space.

　　Bai Donglin fell into a strange and mysterious state, lost all perception of the outside world, his will was vague, and he wandered in the endless and deep ocean of avenues.

　　 Falling, falling, a group of gray divine light emerged at the bottom of the ocean of the avenue, the soul is endless mystery, deeply imprinted into Bai Donglin's heart.

　　In the sea of gods, the five hearts of the souls are in the sky, and the skills in the hands are constantly changing. With the bright light of the eyebrows, the inside of the souls gradually undergoes strange changes, and the body surface slowly flows out of colorful streamers.

　　 "Huh!"

　　 This is the first voice between heaven and earth in the rumors, inexplicably resounding through the entire Shenhai, the voice is faint and mysterious.

　　 Bai Donglin seemed to be touched, a phantom suddenly appeared in the condensed soul, it was Wuwei Divine Soul. Unpredictable, with or without rotation, gradually separated from the body and escaped from the sea of God, and continued to fall along the bridge of heaven and earth, until it was submerged in the lower dantian, the sea of qi and spirit.

　　 As Wuwei's spirit entered the master, the boundless sea of air suddenly changed, as if an ownerless world instantly had "the will of heaven", from a dead thing into a living world.

　　 Wuwei sits cross-legged in the center of the sea of qi, with endless mystery lingering around his body, pinching his hand, and slowly opening his indifferent eyes. The bright eyes are like the first rays of light when the world was born, and the world illuminates the entire world of the sea.

　　 "One gas, three cleansing!"

　　 Wuwei chanted loudly, the figure was illusory, and then two figures stepped out in one step. One person wore a white robe, his face was filled with a bright smile, and there seemed to be endless emotions between his eyebrows and eyes. The other was wearing a black robe, with a solemn expression and a firm expression on his face.

　　 Ruthless, affectionate, and extremely affectionate.

　　 The avenue is ruthless, the heaven is sentimental, and the humanity is extremely sentimental.

　　 "Hehe, I have seen two fellow Taoists!"

　　 "Good!"

　　 One qi transforms the three clears, which is the inheritance of the wandering emperor. Why do the three Qingliu brothers attach so much importance to this inheritance? Because this is a Taoist treasure that even a Taoist door has never possessed. It is a treasure from the land of the heavens and the world.

　　 The three brothers of the Qingliu, who are born with three children, are born with the same mind, and are extremely suitable for this precious technique. Their goal is to reverse the inheritance of this tradition, to transform the three virtuous qi into the most fundamental innate qi!

　　 Why is there such a treasure in the dark stone stele?

　　 The "One Qi Transformation into Three Cleansing" that Bai Donglin is now practicing and the inheritance he has obtained are paradoxical. They have been changed beyond recognition and more suitable for his situation.

　　 This was originally possessed in the dark stone stele, but it was derived and improved based on the inheritance he provided. Bai Donglin didn't know, he just knew that he should practice like this!

　　 Wuwei is based on "Tao", and it is very harmonious with "Qi", and deserves to sit in the world of Qihai!

In the divine sea, Bai Donglin's soul is still in a mysterious and mysterious state, his brows are slightly frowned, as if caught in a dilemma, the ocean of the avenue is boiling again, a burst of scarlet light rises, clear enlightenment emerges in his heart, brows are soothing, and the corners of his mouth A smile appeared.

　　 "Sha!"

　　 Senran magic sound resounded through the world again.

　　 The colorful lingering body of the soul trembled slightly, and a dark phantom slowly emerged, until the evil soul escaped the sea, fell along the bridge of heaven and earth, and entered the main dantian, the blood sea spirit orifice!

　　 rumbling!

　　 An endless sea of blood, boiling roaring, scorching blood circling and gathering, condensing a scarlet lotus platform, catching the fallen ghost.

　　 To Evil's right palm into a knife, slowly cutting down, splitting the endless sea of blood. The left hand pointed a vertical sword, and one pointed it out, running through the sky.

　　 "The sea of blood does not wither! The blood **** does not die! Hundreds of millions of blood gods!"

　　 To Evil opened his eyes, two crimson gazes crossed the world of blood, and a black robe immediately turned into a scarlet color, as if soaked in blood, endless blood evil, congealed but not scattered.

　　 rumbling!

　　 The boundless sea of blood, scarlet and faint, seems to have endless figures rising and falling in the depths, waiting to be born.

　　Who should sit in the world of blood sea, Bai Donglin hesitated for a moment, not that the most evil is not suitable, but the most evil is also suitable for sitting in the world of Shenhai.

　　 After all, the most evil among the three souls is the one who is best at the way of the soul.

　　Under the weight, this decision was made because his essence is physical cultivation, and the blood sea is more important. That's all, for the follow-up practice of "Pregnant God and Casting Demon Scripture", many spiritual orifice worlds need gods and demons to enter the lord, and the birth of their flesh and blood bodies all depends on hundreds of millions of blood gods.

　　Do nothing, the evil is gone, only the gods of the good are left in the sea of gods, the colorful streamer is slowly introverted, showing the color of cash and brilliance.

　　 "Hum!"

　　 The light of the Buddha is permeated, and the Sanskrit sounds are bursting.

　　 "Amitabha!"

　　 With a compassionate look of supreme kindness, he recites the sound of the Buddha, and nine rounds of Buddha light appear behind his head, and the scarlet karma fire rises under him, condensing the karma red lotus.

　　The hand pinches the Buddha seal, one finger to the sky, as if running through time and space, pointing straight to the past. Touch the ground with one hand and master the future.

　　 The 17-year-old Buddha boy stepped out from the past years, his eyes were crystal clear and pure, his hands clasped together, and golden Buddha beads hung on his chest.

　　 Endless light and shadow flow, an illusory and fuzzy, seemingly non-existent figure jumped out from the future, vaguely seeing the boundless Buddha realm spread behind his head, and there were countless pious figures lying on the ground.

　　 The past, the present, the future, the moment when the three Buddhas converged, Bai Donglin felt his thinking lighten, and he rose up like a floating.

　　What you see, hear, know, everything is different.

　　 If you want to achieve a mental transition, you naturally need to have a high-dimensional perspective. Gao Wei, the first to bear the brunt is to run through the past and the future!

　　 To achieve this, "Xiantian Bagua Taiji Tu" played a very important role. He had used Yao Gua deduction to comprehend the magical powers of exercises before, and the future Buddha born from the leap of thinking knew this way.

　　 The endless knowledge in the heart is instantly integrated, and the aura keeps flashing, as if endless, comprehension, memory, deduction ability, thinking logic, etc., have all been exponentially improved. There was confidence in his heart. Now even if Tian Luo is not in charge of Tian Luo space, he only needs to allocate a little energy to arrange billions of Tian Luo hosts clearly!

　　 The three souls return to their positions, each performing their duties, the sea of qi, the sea of blood, and the sea of gods, all three pubic worlds have their own masters. The will of the self rotates endlessly among the many spirits, and Bai Donglin slowly realizes this mysterious feeling, and endless joy rises in his heart. This is the joy of Ming Wu Dao.

Since 　　 Shenhun is restricted by the realm of ability and cannot break through the realm of gods and demons for vertical elevation, he will develop horizontally, never stopping to become stronger. His ambition is not something that "enhanced energy" can satisfy.

　　 The cultivation of spirits is now on the right track, and he only needs to practice step by step. His focus can now be entirely on the cultivation of the body.

　　 Bai Donglin fell into this strange state, completely isolated from the outside world, time has lost its meaning, and it is no longer known how long has passed.

　　 When everything calmed down and returned to stability, the back-feeding of the clear spirit and the dark stone stele also came to an end, the ocean of the avenue dissipated, and Bai Donglin gradually fell out of this magical state.

　　 hum!

　　 The endless characters turned into the black stone stele, wrapped around Bai Donglin's body, and returned to the original place. The pitch-black liquid flowed, and instantly returned to the Shenhai, turning into a huge pitch-black stone monument, returning to silence again.

　　 "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening!"

　　Bai Donglin slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were extremely deep, and he slammed his brows like lightning, and everything in his body disappeared.

　　Bai Donglin is dead.

　　 After a few breaths, the place is still empty, the immortality is no longer valid! ?

　　 Twelve hours later, one billion kilometers away, Bai Donglin's will can sense the maximum distance, the void shuddered, and Bai Donglin, covered in red fruits, appeared out of thin air and came back to life again.

　　 "Hahaha! Not bad, not bad, so and so, you really die as you want!"

　　Bai Donglin was naturally not mad, and killed himself once, just to do an experiment.

　　 With the transformation of the soul, his two talents, "Immortal" and "Injury Reversal", have also been promoted!

　　Bai Dong is adjacent to the Bai Family of Nanyang Country, which was born in this life. This is an ordinary mundane family. His ancestors hadn't even been a monk before, let alone have any blood against the sky.

　　 These two innate abilities come with his soul, and all powers are contained in the soul.

　　 The metamorphosis of the soul will naturally affect these two talents.

　　 After Bai Donglin discovered his natural ability, he could only use it passively. There was no way to control it. Death and resurrection, injury recovery, everything was triggered at a predetermined interval, and there was no room for him to interfere.

　　 Now the situation has finally changed a bit.

　　 Immortality: The recovery interval is no longer a fixed number of breaths, but can be controlled arbitrarily between an instant and twelve hours. The resurrection position is no longer the same place, and the place where the body and soul recover does not need to be a fixed "base point", it can be any place within the range of his will.

　　 Damage reversal: Since the recovery interval can now be controlled arbitrarily, he is more comfortable in the face of continuous damage, has a larger containment interval, debugging frequency, and conversion efficiency has been greatly improved. Moreover, the strengthening energy can also be mobilized according to his will, and can even be easily stripped out of the body.

　　 After digesting all the changes, Bai Donglin's turbulent mood slowly calmed down, and his attention began to return to the outside world.

　　 "I don't know how much time was in the retreat this time."

　　 Bai Donglin moved his fingers slightly, raised his brows slightly, and an accident flashed in his eyes.

　　 "Unexpectedly, a year has passed. Although it is not long, this place is isolated from the low-dimensional world. I have lost contact with the outside world. I hope that those Tian Luo hosts will not make any trouble, after all..."

　　 Bai Donglin frowned, and slowly raised his left hand, staring at the extremely dark and deep lucky ring. For the first time since he got this ring, he saw it turned so dark!

　　 was a one-year retreat, and he was able to complete the transformation so smoothly. I don't know how much luck was consumed. The luck he plundered by slaughtering tens of billions of criminals was not enough, and he also overspent a lot of his future luck.

　　 What does this mean, of course, needless to say, today he will definitely be very unlucky, even affecting the innocent people related to him.

　　 "Everything is good on this battlefield, but the front line isolation mask is too bad, no matter what it is, everything is cut off!"

Can 　　 not be forced?

　　 After all, it is facing the world of the gods of one party, and the opponent is not short of the powerhouses of the ten realms. The place where this front mask is established is the top powerhouse that is mainly aimed at the gods.

　　 "Tianluo space is one of my basic disks. The main source of cultivation resources in the future, you can't lose control for too long, you still have to re-master it as soon as possible."

　　 Bai Donglin thought for a moment, his mind moved, Wuwei who was entrenched in the world of Qihai opened his eyes and stepped out, carrying the main body of the battle monument, and disappeared into the void.

　　 Today's Wuwei strength is even more terrifying. He basically maintains the operation of the Tianluo space, UU reading www.uukanshu.com is enough.

　　 Wuwei doesn't have the mark of battle spirit on him, so naturally he can't pass the battle line blockade. He still needs to take a ride, using the means of inaction, not the foreign race that the battle line mainly targets, and he should leave the battlefield smoothly.

　　 "The bad luck is coming!"

　　Bai Donglin glanced across his Yintang and found that there was a faint black smoke. On this battlefield, only aliens could be killed, and aliens were not the only life in the real world, and they did not contain a trace of luck. He had no choice but to supplement.

　　 Even so, Bai Donglin's eyes were faintly excited. No matter how bad luck, he couldn't count his two talents in it.

　　With such loopholes, bad luck is also good luck for him. Crisis means that there is a foreign race.

　　 That's all contribution points, clear spirit!

"Um!?"

　　 Bai Donglin's expression stunned, and a horrible feeling surged into his heart, and he shouted in his heart, coming so fast!

　　 Boom!

　　 The void collapsed, the dimension disappeared, and a big red hole suddenly appeared above Bai Donglin's head.

　　 A trace of breath fell, Bai Donglin had nowhere to hide, and was instantly annihilated.

　　 was crushed to death by a trace of breath!

　　 This is really bad luck.

　　 Such a terrifying powerhouse, could it be that the aliens of ten realms failed.

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