I’m Too Strong To Be Immortal

This is not an illusion.

Everything is real.

Many ten realms, the fiery will swept back and forth, they can be sure that everything in front of them is real, and the will has not been confused. If this is still false, then it means that they have been living in an illusory world. among.

This was a more terrifying guess than Bai Donglin raising the Demon Palace with one hand. All the ten realms shook their heads slightly, denying this possibility.

Bai Donglin looked in all directions, a smile flashed in his eyes, looking at the shocked Ten Realms, he nodded with some satisfaction.

I am sure of the awesomeness I put on!

Is his power really so terrifying?

This is naturally impossible. As a physical cultivator, his brute strength is indeed heaven-defying, but it has not reached such a terrifying level. Just as these ten realms think, if anyone can manipulate the Demon Palace so easily , it can only be the legendary eleven realms.

He was able to lift the Demon Palace, but only with the help of external force. The answer to the mystery is - Infinite River of Styx!

The last time he sneaked into the Demon Palace, he had already embedded the Infinite River Styx into every corner of the Demon Palace. At this moment, he just connected the River Styx in his body with its tributaries, and spent some time to embed the River Styx deep into the Demon Palace. The terrifying power was channeled out, and then the Demon Palace was able to be lifted up.

Not to mention one hand, even a hair can do it, but it's just a show.

"I don't believe it! There is no one true self in the world, and there can't be a monster like you!"

"Demon Palace! Suppress and kill——"

Netherworld Zhulong's eyes turned red, and he was struck by the scene before him. The Demon Palace, which was like a belief in his heart, should not be desecrated by this. His thoughts agitated, and the vast power of Hunyuan poured out, urging the Demon Palace to move with all his strength. Completely kill Bai Donglin.

He no longer had the intention to hold back, his Taoist heart was dark, which was an extremely strong shadow of crisis.

Boom!

The Demon Palace trembled violently, and endless divine light burst out, like a colorful flame, covering the palace that spanned tens of thousands of light years, and the decaying time and space was burned into nothingness.

A hint of mockery flashed in Bai Donglin's eyes, but his right hand remained motionless. The Netherworld Candle Dragon's best efforts only caused a few ripples in the Infinite River of Styx.

The essence of Wuminghe is extremely high. In Bai Donglin's view, that bald man is probably not the only state of the true self, but a higher state of creation on the other side!

How can such a Styx be shaken by a tenth realm, plus the Demon Palace?

"It's time to take back the war monument. This Demon Palace is mine too!"

"I really need a heavy weapon. This Demon Palace is a perfect match for Ming."

The Endless River of Styx has invaded every corner of the Demon Palace. Even though it is still under the control of Netherworld Candle Dragon, it still cannot stop him at all.

The palm of his hand reached forward, passing through the ethereal Styx, ignoring the palace walls and many formation secret texts, and instantly reached the core of the Demon Palace, which was above the ruined Wa Palace.

The war monument is shining with divine light, suspended in the void, and slowly rotating. The key to the demon clan being able to build the treasure of the Demon Palace is relying on this war monument, which serves as a bridge.

A powerful hand reached out from the void, grasped the war monument tightly, took it off, and retracted it into the Infernal River of Styx before disappearing.

Buzz!

The Demon Palace trembled violently, and the colorful flames of divine light that lingered around the body were immediately extinguished. The brilliance dissipated and became dim and dead, revealing the pure and deep pitch black palace body, which is the original color of the superworld core.

"Pfft!"

"What, what happened!? The Demon Palace, my Demon Palace, is gone..."

The Netherworld Candle Dragon's brilliant dragon scales dimmed, and he suffered a huge backlash. He spat out a mouthful of true dragon essence and blood, and his eyes went blank. He clearly sensed that the "spirit" of the Demon Palace had been wiped out.

"Bai Donglin, what on earth did you do!?"

"Return to my demon palace!"

Roar! hold head high--

The Netherworld Candle Dragon was completely horrified, its eyes were red, and it looked up to the sky and roared. The Demon Palace is the foundation of the Demon Clan. It can suppress all enemies and protect countless tribesmen. However, it was lost from his hands at this time. If he didn't go crazy on the spot, he already counted him. Calm enough.

With the burning will and the sound transmission summons, the ten realms of the scaly bird demon clan all received the lost sound transmission from the Demon Palace, their expressions changed wildly, and they rushed towards Bai Donglin.

"Where do you want to go!?"

Although the human race masters did not know what happened, they would not just watch from the sidelines. Their eyes were shining and they continued to stalk the ten realms of the demon race who wanted to leave.

"die--"

The Netherworld Candle Dragon's huge dragon body spreads for six light-years. The sharp dragon claws tightly grasped the Heaven-turning Seal, burning the longevity energy crazily, urging it with all its strength, and smashed towards Bai Donglin.

This is not the time to feel sorry for Shouyuan. If he cannot take back the Demon Palace, then he, Netherworld Zhulong, will be the eternal sinner of the Demon clan.

"Well done!"

With a thought from Bai Donglin, the endless river of Styx flowing inside the Demon Palace suddenly expanded slightly outward, swallowing the entire Demon Palace.

The huge demon palace was like a bubble. It flashed slightly and disappeared into the void. Such a scene once again stimulated the Netherworld Candle Dragon. Its scarlet eyes seemed to be flowing with blood, and its movements were faster. point.

"kill!!"

clang! Rumble——

Bai Donglin's fists shone with crystal brilliance. He didn't dodge or dodge, but directly hit the Heaven-turning Seal in the most brutal way.

Having exerted all his strength on the magic of heaven and earth, he has a body that is more than three light-years long, not much different from the Netherworld Candle Dragon, so it does not seem out of place that the two are entangled in each other.

The True Dragon Clan is famous for its powerful physical body, and Bai Donglin is also a physical practitioner of the physical body. The battle between the two has no bells and whistles, it is the purest physical combat.

The vast power surged endlessly, and the terrifying aftermath of destruction swept past. Circles were like substantial ripples, shattering the chaotic time and space wherever they passed.

They all used ancient weapons, and the attacks they unleashed were more violent than those in the ordinary ten realms. Every collision could tear apart the extremely hard boundary wall, and fill the void with scarlet cracks.

To a certain extent, the strength a monk possesses can be roughly calculated by the number of barriers he can break.

The so-called "shattering the void" can be done in the eighth realm, shattering the space and entering the dark space interlayer.

When you reach the ninth realm, you can break the dimensional collision in the dark space interlayer and reach the inner dimensional space of the only true world, where there is a white color.

The master of the ten realms can use his own immortal magic weapon to explode with all his strength in the inner dimensional space, smash the extremely hard wall of the only true world, open a weak scarlet crack, and reach the boundless outer dimensional space.

If they want to easily or even permanently break down the boundary wall, the strong men of the Tenth Realm must rely on the power of ancient artifacts.

Boom! Click——

The extremely violent fighting broke out a million times in an instant, and the violent aftermath continued to surge, and the scarlet seam could not be healed for a long time.

"It's almost! It's almost! There's still a little bit left..."

The more Bai Donglin fights, the crazier he becomes. The sky in his hand is shining brightly. He is not afraid of injury, consumption, or death. He does not need to defend himself at all, he only needs to attack with all his heart! attack! Attack again! !

The scarlet light in Netherworld Zhulong's eyes gradually faded, and he was gradually filled with shock and anticipation. Under such a fierce confrontation, he clearly felt that Bai Donglin had no origin fluctuations and no Hunyuan power.

This kid has not yet broken through the ten realms!

But why was he the one who was pressed and beaten?

Netherworld Candle Dragon roared in his heart, and countless common sense was shattered to pieces.

Bai Donglin sensed Netherworld Zhulong's confusion, and a smile flashed in his eyes. The truth was often crueler, and he hadn't actually used all his strength at this time.

After the Demon Palace lost the battle monument, it can be said that it has become an extremely heavy piece of "scrap iron" that can no longer be driven against the enemy because it is too heavy.

But this does not exist for Bai Donglin who owns the Styx River. He can completely use the power of the Styx River to use the Demon Palace as a simple heavy weapon to hit people.

Moreover, the Infernal River of Styx wraps around the Demon Palace, completely hiding it, making it perfect for sneak attacks, completely erasing the Demon Palace's original clumsy attack method.

In other words, if he wanted to kill the Netherworld Candle Dragon, he only needed to hit it hard with the Demon Palace to explain the battle.

Not only did he not use the Demon Palace, he didn't even use all ten rules, he just activated the rules of divine power!

The reason for this is that with the help of the Enlightenment Pearl, after thousands of years of time-accelerated realization, the rules of divine power are the first step to complete the transformation and turn into the original rules.

Now there is just a little chance to condense the original rules of divine power and break through to the tenth - the realm of Hunyuan Wuji!

Different monks, different rules, require different opportunities and insights when they are promoted and transformed into the origin.

Just like Moro, his breakthrough opportunity was to achieve enlightenment through endless torture, fall into hell, and complete the transformation of his origin.

And the opportunity for Bai Donglin's breakthrough, or the opportunity for the transformation of divine power rules, is in the selfless battle!

Strength is the way to kill.

Only in fierce battles can one seize the fleeting opportunity to complete transformation and advance to the original rules.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

"It's almost, it's almost, I can already feel it..."

"Divine power! Divine power!"

Rumble——

Bai Donglin's eyes were extremely bright, and a crazy fighting spirit was boiling and burning in his heart.

The huge fists hit the Netherworld Candle Dragon one after another, and the skin and flesh were immediately torn open, and the original particles were continuously annihilated.

hold head high--

The Netherworld Candle Dragon kept wailing, and unconsciously, there was a hint of fear in his heart.

This is a monster! !

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