Cultivation! My Augmented Statuses Have Unlimited Duration - Chapter 645 Reprint
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Chapter 645 Reprint
The realm of hell and the underworld were not really separated back then, so they were able to retain a glimmer of life with a few gods and the spiritual root of heaven and earth in the Dharma-ending era.
The former Three Realms and Six Realms were actually split into eight big worlds.
Three Jiangli have been there, and they are already in their hands.
There are five more that he still doesn’t know what they look like.
Knowing that now, relying on the three-color nine-rank merit lotus above his head, Jiang Li finally heard the voices from those five worlds.
Obviously, they have not yet reintegrated, and there are even hostile relationships between several worlds, and they will attack each other whenever they have the opportunity.
But even in this situation, as soon as the phantom appeared in front of him, it immediately attracted the anger of the three worlds, six realms and eight big worlds.
It can be seen how much the prehistoric world hated these saints.
Jiang Li has reason to suspect that the Three Realms and Six Paths have not been willing to re-integrate so far.
It is very possible that it is because these eight great worlds have realized that the saint Yuanshi Tianzun has not yet completely died.
Once the prehistoric world is recombined, the sage will surely make a comeback, and the death of jade and stone on the avenue of heaven and earth will be meaningless.
So only by killing all the saints can the eight worlds be reunited.
The thunder, earth, fire, and wind have extremely limited effects on Yuanshi Tianzun.
The eight wills of heaven and earth, when they were at a loss for what to do with this guy, actually issued an order to Jiang Li directly through the golden lotus of merit, or conveyed the will of the request.
At this moment, Jiang Li is the will of the world, the sharp blade of punishment used to kill the phantom of the saint!
“I, this, can be regarded as bringing heaven to punish thieves, right?”
Jiang Li shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly, but the expression on his face quickly returned to seriousness.
How could this enemy, who could not be completely wiped out even with a single-handed self-destruct, be an easy character to deal with?
Jiang Li took a deep breath, holding the figure of the Human Emperor’s war halberd upside down, and disappeared in place in a blink of an eye.
He surrounded the phantom in front of him, his figure flickered back and forth irregularly, and a strong killing intent enveloped the opponent.
The Emperor’s Battle Halberd in his hand is ready to go, and the dangerous sharpness is always pointing at the phantom of the saint.
At any time, the blade will be sent into the body of the master of Yuxu Palace.
This feeling of being shrouded in a fatal crisis is enough to frighten any creature, until the heart stops and the soul collapses.
Even if I gouged out my eyes and deafened my ears, that feeling would not be weakened by half.
Even if there is a strong person who can overcome the instinct rooted deep in the soul.
At the very least, they will tense up their bodies to deal with the attacks that may come at any time.
That instinct should be impossible to fake.
But the phantom in front of him still maintained the solemn appearance of the treasure. Suspended in hell, motionless.
Jiang Li tried several times, and found that the other party was indeed in a state of deep sleep, losing himself.
Before the Three Realms and Six Paths return to their original positions, they might not be able to wake up!
Such a sleeping enemy, logically speaking, should be safe.
But as a drop of cold sweat fell from the corner of his forehead, Jiang Li realized that at some point, a dense layer of cold sweat had already formed on his forehead.
It turned out that the trial just now did not frighten the other party.
On the contrary, Jiang Li himself was shocked by that motionless guy.
Be timid before fighting!
Contemporary Human Sovereign couldn’t help but smile wryly, it seems that his character still needs to be tempered.
However, this is actually understandable.
That is a saint after all, even if it was a saint in the past, how many people in the world dare to show their blades to him?
After a long period of mental construction, I repeatedly emphasized to myself that Lao Tzu is a man with an immortal body and an inexhaustible soul!
No matter how powerful the opponent is, even if he can’t beat him, he shouldn’t die.
After confirming this point repeatedly, Jiang Li regained a little confidence.
He raised the human emperor’s battle halberd high, and the endless power of the human race gathered on it.
Afterwards, a black and white Tai Chi stone plate appeared on his forehead.
The power of Taiji from Human Emperor Fuxi was mobilized by him, and the entire eighteen floors of hell were affected.
Using the human emperor’s battle halberd as the boundary, it was cut into two areas, one left and one right, one white and one black.
Tai Chi! Yin and Yang are separated!
The black and white center line split into two in an instant.
Whether it was the boiling copper soup below or the thick metal vapor above, they were instantly torn apart by this halberd.
Even the eighteenth level of hell is like a piece of tofu, divided into two pieces, one yin and one yang.
From the cut gap, a large amount of copper soup flowed out, splashed into the void, and condensed into groups of strangely shaped copper lumps.
This is the strongest blow Jiang Li can make so far.
As far as Tai Chi is concerned, a hundred years has not allowed him to make more progress.
But the power of the emperor is different.
The population of Kyushu today is more than ten times that of a hundred years ago.
From large cities and countries to small villages and households, they are far more prosperous than ever.
And with the majestic luck, the physique of the mortals of the human race began to slowly approach the human race in ancient times.
The power of the human race that can be provided to the contemporary emperor is naturally rising.
Simply counting the power of the human race, it is more than twenty times stronger than it was back then.
If only before the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods, the human race could have been so prosperous.
The two saints and the Heavenly Court, even if they want to attack the Human Emperor, they have to be more cautious.
It’s a pity, the princes of the Eight Hundred Routes have ruined the luck of the human race.
The king of Zhou, Di Xin, wanted to bring order out of the chaos, but instead he was labeled as cruel and tyrannical, and one after another launched a crusade against him.
In the end, everything was ruined by a group of guys who only cared about the small profits in front of them and didn’t care about the future of the human race.
Now, Jiang Li bears this power and unleashes a halberd that is more powerful than Jinxian!
However, when the line dividing yin and yang fell on the phantom.
Jiang Li’s pupils constricted for a while.
The next moment, the vision of his left and right eyes appeared strangely distorted and deviated.
It’s so weird that the world seems to be turning in a different direction.
Until, his left eye saw his right eye, and his right eye saw his left eye!
That’s because, at this time, Jiang Li has been neatly cut in half from the middle!
Bodies on both sides floated in the air and twisted, and only then did the weird perspective of two eyes look at each other appear.
Jiang Li thought, a large amount of blood spewed out from the huge cut wounds on both sides of the body, entangled with each other, entangled and pulled each other.
Soon the two halves of the body were pulled back together, and the seams were tight.
The body was put back together, and the blood line that divided his whole body into two halves instantly healed.
Jiang Li immediately covered his vitals with lingering fear.
Although the pain just now was not very painful, it was really scary enough.
Checked carefully.
Make sure that the key parts are perfectly re-spliced back. The docking was very good, and he was relieved after there was no slight deviation.
Immediately, he became more vigilant, staring at the phantom in front of him.
“Just now, what happened?”
He carefully recalled the scene before he was cut open just now.
Being able to cut him so symmetrically and simply in half, the familiar silky feeling is no surprise, it seems to be the Tai Chi Yin and Yang that he just used.
“What did he do.”
Obviously it was his own attack, but at the moment of hitting the opponent, what did that phantom do to avoid Jiang Li’s attack, and instead let him eat himself full.
Jiang Li didn’t see how the opponent made a move.
But that phantom had clearly touched him before, but now it was lying there again, not moving at all.
Stared at the other party for a while, but still didn’t catch any flaws.
Otherwise, try attacking again?
The Flying Sword of Zhanxian protruded a tip from between his eyebrows, but he took it back just before it shot out.
After thinking about it again and again, Jiang Li didn’t use any powerful skills.
Instead, he approached slowly, trying to punch Phantom’s chest.
That is. . . The basic positive fist of the human race!
In the case of high concentration, everything seems to be slowed down.
Watching his fist slowly approaching the opponent’s chest.
But just when the fist was about to be printed on the opponent’s chest.
The phantom of the former saint moved half a body in an instant, dodging the fist.
Then Xuying put on the same posture, and hit Jiang Li with the same basic human punch.
Jiang Li deliberately didn’t hide, and took the opponent’s fist with his chest.
Powerful movements, body tilt, everything is the same as carved out of a mold.
He had already thought of this situation. Therefore, this low-power fist cannot cause any harm to him.
But feeling the seven waves of power coming from the fist, with completely different frequency attributes, Jiang Li’s expression was a little bit strange.
These seven waves of strength are exactly the same as the strength in his fist just now.
Logically speaking, the heavy punch he just made should not reveal the hidden strength in the fist at all from the surface.
Not to mention, there are seven completely different strengths, and ordinary people may not be able to learn them even if they teach them a hundred times.
But he couldn’t even open his eyes, and he wasn’t hit by Jiang Li’s fist.
But he was able to see through all his attacks, and completely reproduced it with the seven special powers inside.
“This Yuanshi Tianzun is really amazing!”
Jiang Li squinted his eyes, and the muscles and bones behind him surged, and soon he grew three heads and eight arms.
On each of the eight arms, entangled with different powers, such as Jiuyou, Dragon Clan, Suirenhuo, Ghost Lantern Flame, etc.
And the eight hands bombarded each other with eight different fighting techniques.
Blood Fiend God Gang! Fight with eight arms!
These fighting techniques all come from the beast blood tattoo Jiang Li once tattooed on his body.
Devil Ape, Dragon Turtle, Wisteria Leopard. . . The blood fiends of the Asura clan, monsters and monsters, contain the fighting power engraved in their instincts.
Every time the eight arms make a shot, they will change their style again and continue to launch continuous offensives.
And there is no rule at all, each shot contains eight different energies and eight different moves.
The extremely ferocious eight-armed fighting method rushed towards the opponent like a violent storm.
But what is surprising is that the phantom can always pose in various poses, avoiding his fist with a slight difference.
One breath, two breaths, three breaths. . . A full fifteen breaths of time passed.
Jiang Li’s eight arms have launched tens of thousands of offensives.
What makes people wonder is that such an attack is as sudden as the wind and as dense as the rain, even a speck of dust can’t dodge it, it should have been beaten into nothingness by him long ago.
But Jiang Li just couldn’t touch the corner of the opponent’s clothes.
When he finally stopped, breathing slightly.
Yuanshi phantom on the opposite side started to move again.
Xuying also bowed his body, his back bulging high.
With the same speed and posture, they grew three heads and eight arms.
Then, with exactly the same and fierce moves, he launched a fierce attack towards Jiang Li.
Obviously, only the contemporary Emperor can master the power of the Nine Nethers, the Flintfire, the Cold Flame of the Ghost Lamp, and many other powerful energies.
In the beginning, the contemporary Emperor could barely dodge and parry.
But there are no rules for the moves that I can use, and I must be able to avoid them completely.
After persisting for a few breaths, the first time, the Mahamudra of Rama with Ashura’s Blood Fiend was firmly imprinted on Jiang Li’s forehead.
took a hard hit.
Jiang Li’s rhythm was disrupted, but the opponent’s attacks did not stop, and more and more attacks fell on him like raindrops.
A total of 88,000 styles of eight-armed fighting, Jiang Li ate it himself, and he could have more than 60,000 hits.
After fifteen breaths, the violent beating stopped.
Jiang Li, who flew backwards with nosebleeds, could only helplessly be generous. The power of his own moves is quite good.
The contemporary emperor possesses an immortal soul and body.
At least he didn’t have the ability to kill himself.
And this saint phantom, in the continuous attack just now, obviously had the opportunity to strike ruthlessly.
But he didn’t do that.
Still almost one-to-one, a perfect replica of his moves.
I don’t know the reason, but this is enough trouble.
Your own moves will not hurt the opponent, but you will be beaten violently by the opponent with your own moves.
Such a situation is a bit embarrassing anyway.
After a few breaths, the embarrassment on my body disappeared,
After calming down a little, he rushed forward again, using all his means to attack frantically.
Any ability should have its limit.
Jiang Li believes that as long as the speed is fast enough and the moves are complicated enough, there will always be times when the opponent cannot see through, or it is too late to see through.
As long as he catches the flaw, he can find a chance to defeat and kill this phantom of the saint.
But for some unknown reason, no matter how hard he tried, how exquisite and powerful moves he used, he just couldn’t hit the opponent.
Then, my moves were fully learned by that phantom, and they completely hit me back.
The one who was beaten looked miserable, but it was nothing.
But in this fierce confrontation and fighting. Unknowingly, Yuanshi Tianzun’s phantom gradually became solid and complete bit by bit.
And the figure and appearance are slowly approaching the contemporary emperor.
(end of this chapter)