Supreme Merit Cultivation System

The higher the cultivation level of Baocui Vajra Dharmakaya, the more condensed the magic power is, the bigger and more powerful it will become. Although Miao Huan has grown bigger, this growth is real and not as superficial as a blown up balloon.

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In fact, this three-foot-tall form is the complete state of Dharmakaya! Although it has lost its flexibility in a small area, it has experienced a qualitative improvement in overall speed and thickness!

Compared to the Dharmakaya, which is the size of an ordinary person, the three-foot body at this time is like a little lion that has suddenly grown up!

Under the pressure of his huge height, he threw out a punch, and the sky seemed to turn dark for a moment. When he opened his eyes, there was nothing but the big fist swinging in front of him.

Li Mo was like a little rabbit being beaten and smashed by a lion, hopping around to avoid it. He looked embarrassed, but in fact, while trying his best to dodge the punches, he would also fight back the long-range attacks of the strange rat fist shadows.

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There was nothing he could do about it. In order not to hit others on the calf all the time, he could only choose this attack method.

With his fist, which is close to a versatile spiritual weapon, hitting Miao Huan with all his strength, a large amount of jade powder will always explode after hitting Miao Huan. After dancing like this for a while, a question mark suddenly appeared on his forehead... Is this directly related to

What's the difference between fist versus fist?

Miao Huan's body is indeed consistent up and down, and every part of his body is as hard as a fist. However, being beaten like this all the time has some impact on the balance of his body. He is also a little dissatisfied. With the advantages of speed and height, Da

Step by step, Li Mo's dodge space was quickly sealed.

A direct punch, forcing Li Mo to face Gang!

Li Mo no longer wanted to be a rabbit, and he didn't hide this time. With a muffled roar, he attacked with fists! With three explosive blows, he really felt like he was fearless.

Two fists, one big and one small, were thrown at each other. The result was quite tragic. Li Mo was hit so hard that he slid several feet away.

Miao Huan only took half a step back, straightened her waist, took a big step and rushed over again, punching her again! Li Mo braced himself and hit him again, but was hit again and was knocked back violently.

Instead of rabbits, we played bumper cars this time. But the difference in tonnage between the two is really big, one is a big truck and the other is a bicycle.

The situation on the other side is also not good. Bai Xueyi has a spiritual weapon-level robe and a spiritual weapon-level flying sword. They are also suppressed by Wu Ming. Sensing the changes in spiritual pressure over there, Wu Ming's spiritual pressure

At the height of the sun, Bai Xueyi's spiritual pressure has been suppressed to a corner.

Miao Huan naturally sensed it, so she always stood between Li Mo and Jiancheng calmly. Separating the two at this time naturally reduced a lot of changes, and it was also the fastest way to resolve the battle.

Li Mo couldn't help but frowned. He opened his mouth and spat out a small jade-like tree, which was the Yinyu Osmanthus Umbrella.

This sealing weapon exploded in the air and turned into a curtain of rain and a sea of ​​osmanthus. Miao Huan was enveloped in it twice.

Miao Huan was amused by him and laughed, and said: "You have the nerve to take out this thing?"

Li Mo jumped into the rainy sweet-scented osmanthus, connected with his fists, and resisted his attack, but did not say anything in response.

The rain curtain and the sea of ​​osmanthus flowers quickly enveloped the two of them. Miao Huan's huge emerald Vajra body was polished by the rain curtain and the sea of ​​osmanthus flowers, making a "swirling" sound, but not even a layer of skin could be polished off.

There was no way that Li Mo was wasting his mana to activate this important weapon. Both of them were wrapped in rainy osmanthus, and the benefits to him soon became apparent.

That is, he will no longer be knocked back by a blow. Whenever he fights with Miao Huan's fist, there will be a large number of raindrop petals behind him to support his figure. This will prevent him from being knocked away and can immediately

Enter the battle again.

The frequency of battles suddenly doubled.

This kind of fierce close combat was most damaging to the body and mind. Even though Miao Huan was so strong, he was hit by three explosive fists that shook his whole body violently, and the jade powder peeled off layer by layer...

Even with Li Mo's abnormal physique, he was hit by Miao Huan's big fist. His muscles and bones were numb and sore, and blood slowly oozed from his mouth.

Comparing the two, Li Mo is undoubtedly suffering a loss. After all, the legal body is injured, and all he loses is his mana. And what Li Mo vomited was "real blood"!

Miao Huan was determined in her heart and was not greedy for success. She struck steadily step by step, punching out like a machine.

At a certain moment, when the two fists collided, Li Mo suddenly retracted his fist, stepped sideways to let the punch come in. He hugged the two-foot-thick arm with both arms to prevent it from sweeping forward, and stepped sideways to slide away.

Miao Huan chuckled and said, "Have you always been vigilant?"

While shaking his hands, a spike on the top of his fist slowly retracted. The spike was dark red in color, but it was a poisonous spike tempered with Zhu Yan's blood!

Li Mo didn't answer, and the deadlock of hard fight was still maintained. This kind of hard fight without any pretense has a major advantage, which is that it puts the two people into an endless loop of hitting each other. Whoever retreats first will definitely be violently beaten by the other person.

Suppressed by torrential fists. Unless one person is killed or injured, this war of attrition will never end...

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If an ordinary castle is made of bricks and stones, the Hundred and Eight Sword City is built of flying swords.

Wu Mingling sat down, using magic spells with both hands non-stop. Everywhere he touched his finger, the flying swords on the nearby city bricks would suddenly light up, and each flying sword would spurt out a continuous stream of sword threads.

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Bai Xueyi's Galaxy Sword was like an angry dragon, constantly shaking away the sword threads falling on him. He moved forward bravely. But no matter how hard he tried, he could not reach Wu Ming.

The Hundred and Eight Sword City never stopped changing for a moment. After hundreds of changes, Wu Ming still sat high. The Raging Galaxy Dragon slowly and strangely moved to the center of the Sword City.

Here, the sword's firing was extremely dense. It seemed that the angry dragon had been bitten, and the Galaxy Sword gradually became unable to charge forward.

No matter which direction the waves rush, there will be overwhelming sword threads shooting out and sticking together.

Gradually, the waves of the galaxy were restrained to a length of more than ten feet, and could no longer move. The dense sword threads accumulated layer by layer, and the waves of the stars were slowly bundled into a giant white cocoon!

The power of each sword thread is only at the level of a light magic weapon. But the number is too terrifying. The ants will bite the elephant to death, but that's all!

Bai Xueyi squatted on the waves of the Milky Way with a tight little face. The magic robe on his body was shining brightly. Coupled with the protection of the sword light of the Milky Way, he could barely keep his defense from being broken.

Seeing that the situation had been decided, Wu Ming slowly raised his head. He saw an extremely large face slowly appearing above the Sword Castle.

"Bai Xueyi, your Galaxy Sword is nothing more than that!" He couldn't help but laugh.

Before he finished speaking, the Galaxy Sword trembled violently, breaking a big hole in the giant cocoon outside. Then, the struggle suddenly became fierce.

Wu Ming did not panic, and still had a smile on his face. The sword threads shot out continuously, slowly suppressing the Galaxy Sword again.

"Huh?" He suddenly lowered his head in confusion and flicked his fingers. Dozens of sword wires shot out from the side of the castle and swept towards the void somewhere. An old dog with patches of hair on its body dodged hurriedly.

, the ghost body was immediately destroyed.

Before his body turned transparent, the old dog jumped up and dodged the sword wire. Then he stepped on all fours in the air, stuck out his tongue, and began to run for his life.

"Ghost body? Is this Li Mo's spiritual beast?"

Wu Ming's expression suddenly changed. Before he could make another move, Li Mo's main body had already appeared about three feet away in front of him. Hong Yu sneaked in and became invisible, and Lao Wang threw him to this position. This time

The process is hard enough and risky enough.

As soon as his mana was restored, he raised his hand and saw the long-awaited sea-exploring nails and dark-cloud auger cones. At the same time, the white thunder that broke the path kept smashing it as if it was free. The power of this secret technique can only be considered average among spells of the same level.

, the advantage is that the casting speed is fast enough!

This master had been hiding in Bai Xueyi's Galaxy Sword for a long time. What he wanted was the suddenness of this moment, so he naturally exploded with all his strength, leaving no room for error.

Spiritual weapons are not a piece of cake and can be owned by anyone. In the Huiwei Sect, if not for chance, there would only be a few people with spiritual weapons to protect their bodies. There are only a few spiritual weapons.

Wu Ming's sword formation is powerful enough that it can even be exchanged for several almost ever-changing spiritual weapons. With this sword formation, he may be able to obtain more spiritual weapons in the future. But at this time, his robe is only

Heavy weapon level!

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