Unlimited Adaptation

Wang Baoer is gone.

The negative creatures that were suppressed and sealed had no power to resist, and were slaughtered to death in a moment. Wang Baoer's conscious body turned into an invisible stream of light, and was swallowed by a light gate that appeared out of thin air, leaving the copy world.

"Pure blood of the human race is indeed very important, but why did the ancient holy land make things so ugly? They must have no shortage of pure blood, or maybe the drunkard's intention is not to drink?"

Yan Xing frowned slightly, and a thoughtful look flashed in his eyes. The picture of the future he just saw was very blurry, just a fragment of the entire event, but this was definitely not a "competition" in the ordinary sense, and the method was extremely cruel and cruel.

"But having said that, today's Feixian Cave has been reborn after a disaster. The cohesion of all the forces is unprecedented. If given a chance, it may be possible to soar into the sky and be promoted to the supreme holy land."

The realm of the Fallen Immortal has been destroyed, the Feixian Cave is sheltered by others, and foreign enemies are looking around. If at this time, it is still divided into five branches to do their own thing, then death is really not far away.

From Wang Baoer's performance, we can also get a glimpse of the leopard. Whether it is for the family or self-interest, now all the Feixian monks are twisted into a rope. They are grasshoppers on the same thread and can only do their best to give everything for it.

For example, Lei Meng, as a talented and outstanding disciple of Feixian, his family, Iron Blood Castle, has moved the whole family to the cave world, and there are blood ties, so he will naturally be willing to sacrifice his life, and finally die in battle under the ancient sacred mountain. .

Sizzling——

Ho ho ho!

Yan Xing's thoughts were interrupted by the increasingly high-pitched roars around him. He raised his brows and looked around. Endless strange and negative creatures were already coming like a tide.

The number this time was countless times greater than the previous wave. It seemed that all the negative creatures in the entire world of Fuyu were attracted by the fierce battle just now.

In addition, there are a large number of hunting adventurers following the wave of monsters. They don’t know the hidden rules of the trial battlefield. They are just curious about why these murderous and crazy negative creatures suddenly unite and converge in the same direction. .

"What is that?!"

A large number of monks stopped and froze on the spot, looking up into the distance. They saw a sea of ​​crimson blood spreading crazily in all directions. Wherever they passed, phantoms of gods and demons stepped out, tyrannizing and tyrannizing, killing negative creatures along the way.

The Great Sun and the Golden Crow, the giants opening the sky, purgatory suppressing the world, the wheel of fortune...

The shapes of all kinds of consciousness are lifelike, just like substance, and their power is earth-shattering. With every move of his hands and feet, the sky will collapse and the earth will split apart, and all the evil spirits will be eliminated.

"Immortal! Perfect freedom!"

boom--

Yan Xing clasped his hands together, and slowly opened his eyes, bursting out with colorful and bright divine light. Every trace and every ray was lingering with the immortal aura of ultimate intention. The divine light was twisted like a living thing, like a dream, like an illusion. Transformed into endless magical weapons and heavenly magic weapons, carrying unparalleled sharp energy, it can subdue the sky and destroy the earth, destroying all directions.

Buzz! !

The void was shaking violently, shattered by the divine light. A flower of death, drawn from the cracks in space, seemed to be blooming on the sky. The whole body was pitch black. Countless negative creatures disappeared under the light of the light, and they didn't even have time to scream and resist. .

Yan Xing's eyes were indifferent, standing in the center of the spider web-like crack, with sparkling light behind his head, and a ring of fate slowly turning. The strange power spread along the crack, attracting more and more negative creatures, as if Possessed by the devil, he involuntarily stepped into the envelope of the Flower of Death, and then dissolved and disintegrated.

Ultra-dimensional time and space cannot be entered by non-high-dimensional life. In order to control the astronomical number of extraordinary beings who govern the boundless land, the [Supreme Council] came up with a roundabout way to gather the power of nine tribes to open up a virtual world to facilitate communication among all living beings. Yes or no, at the same time, practicing in the virtual world can also improve the state of consciousness. As far as the current situation is concerned, the virtual world is successful, with no harm at all.

A monk enters the virtual world with his own consciousness, transforms into a conscious body, and abandons the material body. Only then can he enter the super-dimensional time and space. Therefore, all magical powers that rely on the physical body or the law of the source of truth will be ineffective. The only thing that can be relied on is There is only the power of consciousness.

The body of consciousness can destroy enemies with the most ordinary punches and kicks. What is compared is the simple intensity of consciousness, which is simple and unpretentious and can defeat all methods with one force.

In addition, there is another way to display the power of consciousness to the greatest extent, making its attack methods strange, changeable, and mysterious, and that is the "consciousness technique" practiced by monks from the realm of dust.

The "Golden Crow Nirvana Diagram" that Yan Xing obtained in the library was the first consciousness technique he practiced. Because of his identity as a perfect pure blood, coupled with the compatibility of the divine law of light, the most important thing is that the pure blood of the human race The master of the pavilion has already translated the content of the technique, so he can instantly understand the essence of Golden Crow Nirvana.

After that, Yan Xing received a gift from the master of the pavilion, so he carefully selected a part of the consciousness skills based on his own situation, and spent two or three years to master them all.

The "Immortal and Immortal Ultimate Intention Free Skill" is even more special. It belongs to the rare "Jing Qi Shen" practitioners. Yan Xing uses this as the core to control many skills with excellent results.

In this way, he can consciously form many terrifying things, and with the [Permanent Motion Body] constantly replenishing the loss of consciousness, he can unscrupulously fight against the entire world of Fuyu on his own.

Countless negative creatures were annihilated under the terrifying divine light, and then more monsters were pulled by an invisible force and continued to converge. This area seemed to have turned into a meat grinder, madly killing all beings that stepped into it.

This horrifying scene was seen by many adventurers who came and they were speechless. They didn't know what to do. They didn't know whether to leave or stay. They just stood there for a while.

"He, he looked over here!!"

Boom--

As Yan Xing's indifferent eyes swept across, many cultivators felt a chill in their hearts, their scalps tingled, and their hair exploded one by one.

『Task 2, unparalleled in the world: defeat other adventurers...』

How to define defeat?

Is it to kill them directly, or to crush them so that they lose the power to resist?

Yan Xing's eyes flickered. There was no detailed explanation of the task, nor was there any reward prompt for killing tens of thousands of adventurers. For the authenticity of the dungeon world, the reward settlement started after exiting the dungeon, and there would be no prompts during the task. Therefore, adventurers had many choices, which was also a hidden test of human nature.

If the body of consciousness was killed, it would take ten years to enter the virtual world again. As the old saying goes, one step slow means every step slow. These young monks are at a time when their strength is advancing by leaps and bounds. If there is no virtual world, a treasure land for consciousness cultivation, these ten years will widen the gap by a long distance.

Adventurers are still very afraid of "death" in the virtual world.

"Those who are my enemies will die! Those who are innocent and fall into the gun can keep their lives!"

Yan Xing was still too soft-hearted after all, and couldn't bear to kill innocent people indiscriminately. Before he finished speaking, he raised his hand and pressed the void, and the invisible gravitational field radiated in all directions.

Some monks, as long as they showed murderous intentions, were crushed by gravity.

A larger number of monks were simply suppressed by gravity and unable to move, completely losing their ability to move.

"Huh?"

Just after dealing with the adventurer, Yan Xing suddenly had an idea and looked deep into the ground. [Microscopic Vision] ignored all obstacles.

"Finally found you."

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