Super Dimensional Martial Immortal

   "Junior brother, you have to live."

  However, Master Tim didn't know that it was not his haircut that saved him, but a clear voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Yinshun's mind, preventing him from killing.

   glanced at the cannon engraved with complex magic patterns around him, the boy in white changed his claws into palms, and patted the old man's Tianling cover lightly.

   "You are very lucky, Her Royal Highness the eldest princess of the empire has decided to give you a chance to live."

   After he finished speaking, the young man slowly raised his head to look at the sky. On the mysterious spiritual level, the brutal and brutal Sirius had been dismembered by the divine sword and completely melted into the black flame.

   As if he had obtained a huge amount of fuel, the blazing black flames nearly doubled, and the indeterminate black flames seemed like clouds hanging from the sky, shrouding the entire battlefield under his terrifying oppression.

   In addition, there is a huge, indescribable wonderful energy that is deposited inside the black flame, waiting for him to digest and devour...

  Wu'an's power has recovered a little bit...

   nodded with satisfaction, Zhao Yinshun's mind moved, and the terrifying spiritual vision quietly converged with his will, the black flames in the sky collapsed instantly, and completely hidden in the Divine Sword.

   On the sword, an abstract black dragon-shaped pattern is looming, squirming slightly like a living thing.

   After sorting out the spiritual harvest, the boy in white looked around. There were broken limbs and broken arms everywhere. The scorched protein and the smell of blood filled every inch of space and spread in all directions with the cold wind.

   Alas... If one does not do it, he will not die, so why don't you understand?

   The slender five fingers volleyed in the air, as if they were holding something, and they shrunk little by little.

In   [High-Dimensional Vision], along with Zhao Yinshun's actions, endless swarming particles rose into the sky, collapsed like a vortex, and condensed into a round and clear beautiful crystal in his palm.

  【Destroyed Fate】!

  Snatch Creation

  【God】+251

  【Min】+233

  【Force】+301

  【Fine】+247

  【Qi】+208

  【Body】+299

  【Root Bone】+5

  【Perception】+1

  【Qualification】+1

  The spirit and flesh trembled, muscles spasm, the magnificent power poured into the eyebrows from the void, the soul and flesh grew wildly and strengthened, and the roaring energy made every cell of Zhao Yinshun emit a divine brilliance that was invisible to the naked eye!

   Slowly clenched his fists, the boy felt the power of infinite skyrocketing, the corners of his mouth rose slowly uncontrollably.

   On the high platform several miles away, looking at the white-clothed boy standing in the mountains, Desong Mizhuo and his apprentice looked at each other with solemn expressions.

   "Master, do you feel it?"

   "It's very similar, but the main aura is the power of the White Tiger Wild God, I'm not sure."

  Sangbo Zanqi frowned in confusion, constantly reminiscing about the sound of the dragon and elephant just now.

   "It doesn't make sense, [Dragon Elephant Prajna Kung] teaching conditions are harsh, except for the master's initiation, there is no writing at all, where did he come from the channel to steal it?"

   Listening to Master's muttering to himself, a ridiculous guess flashed in Desong Mizhuo's mind, and his eyebrows and feet twitched unnaturally.

   "Is there a possibility... In the last battle, he deduced a part of it through analysis of the power I showed..."

   "!??"

  Sangbo Zanqi frowned, covered his mouth in confusion, and finally sneered and shook his head.

   "How is it possible, if you can deduce the exercises based on the power you show, then there will be no secrets in this world."

   Hearing Master's explanation, Desong Yataku also put down the absurd conjecture, and the whole person heaved a sigh of relief.

  If you can steal the enemy's secret techniques from the battle, then Wuan-kun is not fearful, but despairing.

   On the other side, before Master Tim's scalp could relax, Zhao Yinshun grabbed his neck with one hand, and lifted the several-ton magic-patterned cannon with the other hand, floating into the distance like a swift.

   The howling wind blew so hard that he couldn't open his eyes. When Tim came back to his senses, he found himself on a warm and gorgeous semi-open high platform, surrounded by a group of brightly dressed people staring at him with strange eyes.

  dong~

   released Tim and put the heavy magic cannon on the ground. Zhao Yinshun smiled and cupped his fists at Li Min.

   "Senior sister, fortunately not humiliated."

"Um."

  The slender hand combed the boy's messy side hair, smoothed the wrinkles on the [Xuelong suit], and after making sure that there was no scar on his body, Li Min showed a satisfied smile.

   "This time I was obedient and I wasn't injured."

  “…”

   Hearing such outrageous remarks, everyone present was covered in black lines.

  What does it mean to be obedient and not hurt?

   He is going to war!

   He went through a war!

  He slaughtered 1400 people by himself!

   is not a trip to enjoy the flowers!

   "Don't worry, you shouldn't be hurt in the future."

After the    exercise method has entered the level of mythology, it involves the concept of mysterious and mysterious rules, and more needs to be stimulated and oppressed in all directions from the soul to the body in desperate situations, and experience the miraculous transformation of wandering between life and death.

  The benefit of simple physical injury to Zhao Yinshun has been minimal, so naturally he will not be beaten on purpose.

   However, hearing the outrageous conversation between the senior and the younger brother, the expressions of the others have begun to distort.

   Are we really on the same channel?

  Why does it feel like the things you two are discussing are different from what we know?

   Whether it is [Martial Arts] or [Wing Dao], it is a path full of blood and killing.

   On the way, there will not only be the blood of the enemy, but also the blood of your own!

  The earthen pot will not be broken away from the well, and the general will inevitably die in battle!

   Keeping victorious all the time is enough to shock the world. What do you mean by coming directly without getting hurt?

   Could it be that you want to abandon martial arts and follow literature? !

   But just when everyone gradually turned into the faces of old people on the subway, the cold and frosty eldest princess showed a gentle smile and patted Zhao Yinshun on the head dotingly.

"good."

  “…”

   This time, Zhao Yinshun felt uncomfortable for him. He unnaturally avoided his senior sister's "touching the head" and complained with an angry pout.

   "How come you are becoming more and more like Master."

   However, Li Min ignored his small resentment at all, and turned to look at the dazed old man Tim.

   "Did you make this firearm?"

   Hearing this, everyone was refreshed and looked at the blond and blue-eyed strong old man.

  Although the sequence is as high as the sixth rank, his combat power is extremely weak. Bathed in the hot gaze of everyone, Tim only feels like he is surrounded by countless hungry wolves, and he can't help shivering.

   "Return...return to your lord, this is not the work of me alone, but the crystallization of the wisdom of the entire divine religion."

"What's the meaning?"

  Li Min frowned slightly, his eyes wandering between the magic cannon and the old man.

   "Well, its production involves a whole complex system, and I can't do it alone. My main job is to improve and test the magic pattern on the gun body and the shell."

   When he mentioned his area of ​​expertise, the old man finally calmed down and tried to explain in his lame Damin Mandarin.

   Hearing the cost of this cannon, the lengthy and complicated pre-war preparations, and the harsh conditions of use, the vast majority of people quickly lost interest in it, and classified this weapon as a flashy trick.

   After all, if you are so powerful, why didn't Wu An-Jun hurt even a hair?

   "What denomination do you believe in?"

   After listening to Tim's explanation, Li Min asked noncommittally.

   "Report to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, we believe in the God of Machinery who is a great saint!"

   At this time, Tim already knew the identity of this majestic woman who was unrealistically beautiful, and a trace of anticipation surged in his heart.

  Since she doesn't kill me, that means she recognizes my value, maybe... I can develop her into a [funder]!

   This is the eldest princess of the Damin Empire!

   Not those poor Qiang nomads!

   If I had a channel to know her before, why would I risk my life to travel through the war-torn area of ​​Zizhou?

  Thinking of this, Tim cleared his throat, raised his chest, made a strange trajectory with a solemn gesture, looked into Li Min's eyes and whispered.

   "I have the only path to immortality here, does your Highness want to know?"

  “…”

   Bathed in the eyes of everyone looking at a liar, Tim was embarrassed and flustered, but he still followed the training within the sect, and pretended to calmly say the prepared words.

   "The flesh and blood are bitter and weak, and the machinery soars!"

  's mindless words seemed to carry a quirky divinity, touching the causal thread of fate in the dark, and everyone's eyes narrowed, but it was only from looking at liars to looking at fools.

  The Three Buddhas and Five Daos have been studied for thousands of years without understanding. You overseas barbarians talk about immortality when you open your mouth, and you are not afraid to lose your waist!

   "I'm not interested in your beliefs and ideals, I just want to know, can this firearm continue to improve?"

   Rubbed his brows in pain, Li Min looked at the magic-patterned cannon beside him.

"sure!"

   has long been accustomed to the ridicule of other old-fashioned sects for their ideas, and Tim did not expect to condescend the upper echelons of this proud empire with a single call, and now his most important goal is to save his life.

after all…

   glanced at the young man in white who was smiling and lightly sipping the wine gourd not far away, Tim looked away with a chill.

   The Son of God of this ancient empire is terrible!

   "Very good, then I'll spare your life for now, but as a prisoner, you need to work for me for fifty years..."

   Before he finished speaking, Tim raised his head anxiously: "His Royal Highness, according to the international convention, I can use the ransom to redeem my freedom!"

   Hearing the words, Li Min was not angry and nodded calmly.

   "No problem, 100 million gold coins, I'll set you free immediately."

  “…”

  I ride a horse with 100 million gold coins, and I still feel this birdy? ! !

   I can't wait to find something and slam it to the ground, but noticing a smirk not far away, Tim slumped.

   "Your will, my highness."

   Seeing his expression of resignation, Li Min pursed his lips in satisfaction, and immediately behind him a guard took him and the cannon down.

   After such a toss, everyone suddenly came back to their senses and focused their attention on Wu Anjun who was hiding in the corner.

   "Mr. Wu'an swept thousands of troops with the power of one person. He was able to obtain such unparalleled martial arts at a young age, and he will become the pillar of the country in the future. The lower officials admire him, admire him!"

   An old man behind Li Min stood up and complimented him.

   All his thoughts were put into the continuous and continuous transformation in his body. Zhao Yinshun didn't pay attention to what he was saying at all. He only heard the word martial arts and responded casually.

   "Your Excellency is wrong, Shunben is stubborn and doesn't know any martial arts at all, I'm just born with divine power."

  “???”

   The old man who was holding his hands in admiration instantly froze in place, and his brows slowly knotted uncontrollably.

The words    heard were so outrageous that he began to wonder if there was something wrong with his hearing.

   I don’t care if the [Martial Arts] you mentioned and the [Martial Arts] I mentioned are the same thing, do you dare to repeat what you just said while watching the battlefield outside where rivers of blood and bones are piled up?

  What innate power?

   Innate divine power can slaughter an elite army composed of more than 1,400 people without injury? !

   Won't your conscience hurt?

   Just at this moment, the embassies of the three northwestern states boarded the high platform and just heard Zhao Yinshun's remarks, and the people who had repeatedly emphasized maintaining their manners immediately couldn't hold back.

   What did I hear?

  Wu Anjun said he was not good at martial arts? ! !

  Who is born with divine power on a horse and can beat Dematsu Yataku, who is practicing ascetic [Dragon Elephant Prajna]? ? !

   Whoever stepped on a horse and was born with divine power destroyed a battalion of us? !

   Seeing their elites being slaughtered by the enemy without injury, they were already very aggrieved. After hearing such outrageous words, everyone in the mission thought it was a deliberate humiliation by the upper management of Damin, and their eyes were red with fire.

   "Jun Wu'an is invincible, the old monk admires..."

   Putting his hands together, Sangbo Zanqi bowed slightly to Zhao Yinshun, and then, when he straightened his spine, the breath of the whole person expanded infinitely, showing his true posture unscrupulously.

   A statue of Buddha sitting cross-legged, wrapped in a golden dragon, with three heads and six arms, is reflected in the souls of everyone.

  A pair of magnificent eyeballs are like the sun and the moon in the sky, and the terrifying coercion fills the world. Wherever the eyes go, time and space collapse, and white lotus flowers bloom out of thin air.

   "Of course, the world has Tao, and virtue is not martial..."

   The solemn and majestic murmur was like a thunderbolt. The whole world oscillated with his words, and ripples appeared in the atmosphere that were visible to the naked eye. With the imperial capital as the center, the distant and profound words could be clearly heard for thousands of miles.

  In the distant Forbidden City, the will to keep silently watching the development of the situation could not sit still, and he was clearly aware of the opponent's showdown behavior.

   On the surface, this is speaking to Lord Wu An, but everyone knows that this is actually speaking to the supreme [Emperor]!

   "Whoever loses the world loses his people; whoever loses his people loses his heart..."

   "To be strong and powerful, to use military force, to set yourself on fire, not to realize that the country is about to perish, and not to know that death is coming!"

   "Presumptuous!"

   The roar of fury is like the sky is collapsing and the earth is cracking. In the dimension beyond material, the stars are translocated, dragons and snakes rise to the land, and the nine bronze cauldrons that suppress the heaven and the earth slowly condense, and the invisible divine power instantly twists the Buddha's Dharma into a twist.

   Kacha Kacha Kacha~

  The will projection reality, Sangbo Zanqi's bones exploded, the seven orifices spurted gilded blood, and the body was twisted into a strange shape.

   But the calm and vast old monk slowly raised his head to look up at the sky and let out a sonorous low roar.

   "The people are not afraid of death, how can they be afraid of death!"