Tiandao doesn't work today

"Stop talking, just one sentence!"

"Follow me if you want, or stop me if you risk your life!"

Yan Slave wanted to fight quickly, shouted loudly, showed no mercy, and used all his strength to return the wind and return the fire magical power.

This Tiangang supernatural power is extremely useful. No matter what it is, the movements and phenomena of all things are traced back!

Yan Nu's immortal power was squandered as if he didn't need money, and his body was completely empty in an instant.

The savage was finally helpless, and the ethereal weapon returned to its original form, returning to the shape of a wine gourd.

This caused his strength to plummet, and he became the star-born state he had mentioned before, only equivalent to a human immortal who was good at fighting.

But what does the immortal fighting power mean in the hands of Yan Nu? He killed everyone in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation!

If it weren't for the savage's mysterious method of absorbing and refining energy from the surrounding air, and if he could raise his hands with tremendous energy, he wouldn't be able to withstand even Yan Nu's martial arts with only brute force.

"Okay, okay, you can actually drain my energy."

Yan Slave's energy was exhausted, but Savage was still full of energy, and the light clusters around him could easily destroy the world.

Although the immunity is not weak at all, Yan Slave cannot defeat the opponent with brute force alone.

"eat!"

He roared and took a deep breath. The mountains and rivers were turbulent, and even the earth and rocks were swallowed into his belly.

The savages devoured matter and refined high energy, so why couldn't the Yan slaves do the same? It can be refreshed directly.

"Um?"

"What!"

Suddenly Yan Nu's expression changed, and he discovered a terrible thing... His digestion ability was gone!

The state of death is without digestion.

Yan Nu was able to suppress the savages by virtue of his corpse state, so he didn't notice it before, but only now did he realize something was wrong.

"What a powerful erasure. Even my absolute digestion has been erased!"

Yan Nu was shocked. Absolute digestion had been touted by Zhang Pijiang many times, saying that it might be the strongest characteristic of the universe.

As a result, the universe was not used, but only the Mausoleum of Qin Shihuang was deleted.

Yes, if there is something, it can be restrained even if it is indestructible and absolutely digestible.

But the characteristic of Xuzhou Ding was an invisible tampering, which secretly transformed him into a state of death.

Absolute digestion does not mean that it will never be deleted. Only the ‘original self’ of Yan Slave can withstand death.

"There is no digestion, so that I can't even refresh my energy..."

Yan Nu was speechless. He could refresh his energy after eating a full meal, but the prerequisite was that he had digestive function. Dead people did not have this function, so naturally they could not replenish and refresh it.

Xuzhou Ding's wave of obliterations was a huge blow to him.

However, Yan Nu was not panicked. He had experienced losing countless characteristics like this before. He had also been deprived of all characteristics by a knife a while ago.

But at that time, symbiosis was still there, and he used it to tide over the difficulties.

"Is symbiosis gone?" Yan Nu quickly tried symbiosis again, and sure enough, symbiosis was gone! This time it can be called a complete deletion!

After all, his initial adaptive characteristics all revolved around the concept of 'life', and they were almost all captured in one fell swoop.

"Is it possible that you can't even adapt?"

"No, the original self is part of the absolute adaptation. Without this I would be completely dead."

"My immunity is also there. Resistance is not limited to life and death."

"And speaking of it, the symbiotic characteristics are actually still there, but they were all symbiotic in the past, and now they can no longer symbiotic with new things."

Several major manifestations of Yan Nu's absolute adaptability have disappeared. This has never happened before.

"Roar!" Yan Nu swept away the savage with a shot and roared, while the Phoenix Emperor's shadow also shouted loudly beside him.

His Dragon Qi has bottomed out and there is not much left. Since his death, he has not had any replenishment.

In addition, the return of wind and fire just now consumed too much. At this moment, Yan Slave had almost only brute strength left. In a hurry, he was suppressed by the endless energy of the wild man.

"Um?"

"Something's wrong with you?"

The savages suddenly gained the upper hand. They were surprised and even a little panicked.

Seeing that Yan Nu survived the obliteration, he felt only relieved. Now seeing that Yan Nu had become weaker, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Yan Nu murmured: "The artistic conception, symbiosis, recovery, digestion...all disappeared..."

"Is this death?"

"Come back! My artistic conception, my vitality... come back to me!"

His roar shook the world and everyone could hear it.

In the distance, Miaohan, Zhang Pijiang and others were chasing the spirit of the divine bird and fighting for the Jiuding.

Hearing this, he couldn't help but look sideways: "What's going on with Yan Nu? What happened?"

Prometheus said calmly: "It doesn't matter, the bull-headed man is unstoppable, he just changed from the living to the dead."

"What! Is this okay?" Miaohan was worried.

Everyone was very nervous, but Prometheus still said calmly: "Death is just a state for him."

Everyone nodded. Yan Nu's death was different from that of ordinary people. At least he was still alive and kicking now.

Yan Nu died countless times. At first his body was destroyed and he died, but later his body and soul were destroyed and he was still alive.

He has traveled through the abyss of Hades, but the result is that his definition of death keeps changing.

Zhang Bijiang said solemnly: "But the Great Emperor seems to have lost his absolute adaptation. How could it be? Has he even lost his absolute digestion?"

Prometheus shook his head and said: "He did not disappear. He adapted to death, just like a gold coin flipping to the other side."

Although what he said was confused, Miaohan was very smart and the best at deduction.

She had studied a lot about the characteristics of Yan Slave. At this moment, she thought calmly and murmured: "You mean, Yan Slave's adaptation has been expressed in a different way?"

"The living adapt around 'life', and the dead adapt around 'death'?"

"Yes, if oranges grow in the north of the Huaihe River, they will become oranges. If oranges grow in the south of the Huaihe River, they will become oranges. What's more, there is such a big boundary between life and death."

Miaohan's words were very popular, and everyone immediately understood that Yan Nu's adaptation was probably due to a different mode of expression.

They were living creatures before, so they are all reflected in the living side. Now that he is dead, he has adapted to the fact that there is still a side of death...

It is absolutely adaptable! But what kind of adaptation is dead matter?

"I'll go take a look!" Miaohan was still worried about Yan Nu and immediately flew towards Yan Nu.

Yan Nu now has his first glimpse of the realm of death, which is like a blank sheet of paper.

Not to mention him, everyone else is also confused. After all, we are all living people. Who knows how dead things adapt?

But Miaohan still wants to try his best to help Yan Nu and understand the adaptation mode of the death side.

"Boom!"

Although Yan Nu is indestructible, possesses powerful brute strength, and is blessed with magical powers, he is still knocked down from the sky by the savages!

With the savage's star-like coat, he waved his hand and a terrifying beam of light shot out, directly obliterating a huge crater.

The place where Yan Slave fell turned into a luminous abyss, with countless plasma-like substances flowing inside, forming a lake composed of high-energy plasma flow.

This move was brand new, and Yan Slave's body was completely obliterated.

"Yan Slave!" Miaohan had already arrived and slashed away the savages with his sword in the air.

Her face was solemn, she couldn't sense Yan Slave at all, was she dead again?

She has seen this situation of being wiped out many times, but Yan Nu has two immortal skills: atomic level regeneration and artistic conception, so it doesn't matter.

But now Yan Nu not only has not been repaired, Miaohan can't even feel Yan Nu's artistic conception, and his consciousness does not pop out of the artistic conception space like before. What should we do? Isn’t this gone?

"Cang!" The savage slashed out a huge lightsaber, but casually disintegrated Miaohan's sword.

Miaohan was surprised that his sword was a symbiotic creature and had not been repaired.

Fortunately, the savage did not fight back. He also stared at the plasma lake with his brows furrowed.

"Xingtian was killed by me?" The savage's face was even more solemn than Miaohan's.

Could it be that Xingtian died in his hands instead of Xuzhou Ding's? He made one stab, but he was killed?

It was obvious that the relationship was between ourselves and the enemy, but the two of them were waiting in the air, with no intention of fighting.

After waiting for a long time, their hearts sank to the bottom.

Suddenly, countless plasma transformed into human form.

The high-energy slurry mixed with liquid metal and vaporized rock, plus the pair of indestructible horns, formed the Yan Slave, with lifelike features, as if a ball of blue flames had become a spirit.

No, it cannot be said that it has become a spirit, because the humanoid existence in front of me has no vitality, no soul, no conscious activity... nothing!

It's like a pile of building blocks made of dead things!

But this thing spoke.

"I'm back! Fight again! Fight again!" Yan Slave, like the warrior who never fell, rushed towards the savage.

The savage was a little dumbfounded: "The incarnation created by magic? No..."

At first glance, it seems that Yan Nu is a body shaped by some kind of force.

But this is not the case. After all, even a spell like Fire Dragon Bullet has mana fluctuations. It can be seen that it is condensed by a kind of power.

But the Yannu in front of him was very strange, just like the uncanny workmanship of nature.

In other words...a dead thing, 'defined' to look like him.

In this way, there is no structure at all, it can be any shape, and there is no vital point to speak of. After all... dead things have vital points!

"A hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix!"

Yan Nu still did the same thing, suppressing the barbarians again.

But what is surprising is that this plasma body does not have the energy of the Immortal Force and other Flame Slaves, but it still exerts the power of the Immortal Martial Arts.

It's like... plasma is a kind of blue flame and fairy power at the same time.

"Huh?" This scene seriously violated the knowledge that the savage understood.

Plasma and fairy power have nothing to do with each other, but Yan Nu just used the plasma energy to produce the effect of fairy power!

"Xianli that looks like plasma?"

"Or does the plasma have extra magical properties?"

The savages were about to faint, and there was no clue about Yan Nu's move.

It's obviously a fist, but it hits like a laser. It's obviously a heat wave, but it's like a blade... and it's absolutely cutting!

I can't understand, all my knowledge has been broken, it's impossible to distinguish the moves with my vision and senses!

Unless you take a hit, you don’t know what the effect will be! The beating made the savage's scalp numb.

Features? Only characteristics can explain it.

Miaohan saw Yan Nu showing off his power again and suddenly said: "Yan Nu! You can use all things as your body!"

"Ah? Really?" Yan Nu looked confused about the situation, leaving Miaohan speechless.

But just by instinct, some new functions were triggered, allowing Miaohan to see the clues.

"Yes! Yes! You are dead to begin with! What is the difference between returning to your body and returning to a stone?" Miaohan shouted.

Yan Nu thought about it, shook his head and said: "No, after I die, my consciousness can only touch microscopic things slightly and create a trace of connection."

"So I can only incarnate my own body and the things that have lived together."

Miaohan frowned: "Then how did you use this plasma to transform?"

Yan Nu said: "This ball of plasma is what my corpse turned into, and every atom of it is closely connected with me."

"I let it come back together, and it came back together."

Both Yeren and Miaohan suddenly realized that this was the case.

Without saying a word, Miaohan immediately opened the Daozang and took out the Emperor's Treasure House, from which countless symbiotic magic weapons and energy flew out.

Sure enough, as soon as these enter the scope of Yan Slave's seventh sense, they can immediately become his body!

Like an arm and a finger! Compared to the past, I don’t know how much more convenient it is.

And the scary thing is that it was obviously a samadhi true fire, but when it burned up, it almost sealed the savage!

"What the hell? Is this a true immortal-level sealing secret?"

The savages were possessed by the Samadhi True Fire. Not only did they not burn, but a large amount of matter was sealed away.

Such a strange phenomenon made him brain-burning.

If he hadn't inherited Void Spirit Metaphysics, there were also many substances and energies that Yan Slave didn't understand. I'm afraid that he would be caught off guard and would be completely sealed.

"Okay, okay, Xingtian, your potential is indeed endless."

"But I'm not that simple. After all, you are still a body of plasma..."

"Try this trick, electromagnetic coldness."

The savage looked solemn, and he felt relieved when he saw that Yan Nu was so invincible.

He immediately decided to go all out and fight to the death.

In an instant, a mysterious force, like a translucent halo of light, burst into bloom with the savage as its center.

The speed was so fast that the moment I saw it had already passed by.

Yan Slave's plasma body fell instantly, and every inch of shining high-temperature material seemed to be flattened by boundless power!

At the microscopic level, the electric mist-like thing that Yan Slave had sensed before was almost crucified!

In an instant, he changed from plasma state to a ball of white mist.

The body of white mist is extremely cold, drifting down and constantly absorbing the surrounding heat, but it is not active and is still suppressed to an extremely cold state.

Everything froze wherever it passed, and blue snowflakes fell from the atmosphere.

"Both electricity and magnetism originate from the same force, and the combination and collision of all things in the world are also based on it."

"When this force is suppressed by Wanqu's metaphysics, no matter how much energy it absorbs, it will not change again, and its activity will be suppressed at a certain temperature."

The savage said, but he did not dare to take it lightly.

Sure enough, the white mist was silent for a moment, then floated up, and still maintained the image of Yan Slave.

However, it is very low-energy, and the energy level is suppressed within an extremely low threshold.

He continued to absorb the energy around him, and countless snowflakes fell, but his volume of mist only expanded slowly.

"Yan Slave! Are you okay!" Miao Han couldn't understand the savage's tricks, and sighed that Xu Ling's metaphysics was too terrible, and he could suppress the energy to a high level without being able to increase it.

"Uh... I feel a little uncomfortable, but I'm fine." Yan Slave, who was in a strange white mist state, still made a sound.

Then the body tore out a breath of cold air, and breathed it back into the body extremely slowly.

The savage smiled: "With such imbecility, you will become extremely slow and impossible to catch up with me."

With that said, he turned around and fled towards the direction of the divine bird spirit, intending to meet up with it.

"call out!"

Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, Yan Nu had already flashed in front of him and pinched him!

"It's the teleportation cloud!" The savage's eyes widened.

Just now Yan Nu took out a mouthful of cold air and swallowed it back. He didn't think much about it. Now he thought about it, wasn't this the starting move to eat the teleportation cloud and trigger the teleportation?

Is that purple cloud still there? Or has it always been there? Why is it white!

"You fused with Ziyun? Yes, that was your previous symbiotic creature!" the savage exclaimed.

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p.s: Sorry.