On this side, there was a lively picnic before the storm, while on the other side, the battle at the fake ruins has not subsided.
Anyway, after the old devil and the master of the Immortal Mansion, Cheng Yu, had a conversation, they discovered that the Evil Sword God was the one who had been slapped the most among the three of them. Immediately, there was a heavy expression of disappointment on their faces.
In terms of comprehensive combat effectiveness, the three of them had true immortal-level strength in their heyday... Although Cheng Yu was only a half-step true immortal, he relied on the power of his familiars to successfully cultivate the inherent spiritual realm in advance.
The advantages of the domain can also reflect the cultivation of a true immortal.
But neither of them expected that the eye-shadowed Huiyin brother in the void would be the one who suffered the most among the three of them...
The old devil put his hands behind his back and took a deep breath.
He and Cheng Yu's eyes met. They didn't communicate with each other, but at this moment they both tacitly planned to vent.
After I go back this time, I must teach this eyeshadow geek a lesson...
Anyway, in the special cell of the No. 1 Prison in Songhai City, the Evil Sword God was beaten every day... because this guy has rough skin and thick flesh, and he has practiced the technique of quickly healing wounds, so he also has a self-healing physique.
It's just that this kind of recovered physique is far less scary than the rumored President Bai...
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In the trap set by General Bai, everything collapsed, everything was broken down into particles invisible to the naked eye, as if not even dust was left.
A huge crater was blasted into the ground, and standing at the mouth of the crater gave the feeling of looking down into the abyss.
However, this explosion did not directly blow up the underground barrier of Ye Kui's group. The other party was very cunning and hid in a deep position to establish a barrier.
However, although not all of the opponents were exploded, at least the seven most troublesome deformed platelets have all been killed.
A group of Chinese Alliance members lowered their eyes and waxed seven deformed platelets: "cerebral thrombosis", "myocardial infarction", "fatty liver", "brainless and unhappy" and "big-headed son and small-headed father".
This incident also alerted this group of cultivators.
Even if you are a cultivator, you must have proper work and rest, and you should not ignore the importance of physical conditioning just because you are a cultivator. In addition to practicing Kung Fu, a true cultivator also needs to cultivate his character and character...
It is common sense that cultivators live longer than ordinary people. The so-called golden elixir of eight hundred years and the transformation of gods for thousands of years are just the normal life span that can be achieved within the theoretical scope. If you do not take care of your body, no matter how talented a cultivator is,
Life span is also easily lost.
This is not like what is written in novels. In fact, in real life, there are many cultivators who die within ten years after reaching the stage of spiritual transformation...and most of them reverse day and night, thinking that they have reached the stage of spiritual transformation.
It's long and can be done without any worries.
"We have to take good care of our bodies in the future. Even for the sake of the platelets in our body, we have to practice more diligently and cultivate our character. This is the end of excessive indulgence..." someone sighed.
Desire here represents many things, food, sex, wealth, etc. are all one type of desire.
At this time, someone couldn't bear to ask: "Do you think there are any cultivators in this world who sleep well all day long, study peacefully, and act in a low-key manner?"
When the old devil, Evil Sword God and Cheng Yu heard this, they couldn't help but shake their bodies.
They all thought of one person...Wang Ling.
The old devil and the evil sword god touched their cheeks, thoughtfully.
This was the area that Wang Ling had hit before.
Cheng Yu raised his hand but put it down again.
Cheng Yu is nowhere to be touched...
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In the void, after General Bai fired the cannon, the expression between his brows did not relax. He stared at the huge and round abyss on the ground: "Pay attention, the matter is not over yet..."
He had a very strong premonition that something more terrifying than the seven platelets was about to emerge from the ground.
Sure enough, as soon as General Bai finished speaking, a roar came from below.
The Evil Sword God's eyes pointed at the abyss, and the light of the Ziji Demonic Eyes directly enveloped the banner, visually dispersing the scene below into the void, and clearly detecting the situation under the abyss.
Just below the abyss, many snow-white guys appeared. These people were wearing peaked caps and holding white daggers in both hands. Each of them had a murderous look in their eyes...
Although their physiques are far inferior to those seven deformed platelets, it is obvious that these white-clothed men have huge lethality and destructive power!
The most important thing is that there are so many white guys!
In just an instant, tens of thousands of people in white clothes had gathered, and white clothes continued to spring up from the ground like bamboo shoots after rain, breaking out of the ground.
"This is……"
Looking at such a huge momentum, Old Devil Technetium couldn't help but squint his eyes.
When he broke into the Huaxia Palace privately, the crowd was only ten thousand years old...
"Bai Jue?" Cheng Yu was stunned.
"Isn't this the result of white blood cells?" The old devil was shocked.
So, what is Bai Jue!?
Did this unscrupulous author mess up the word count again!?
"Everyone prepare to counterattack!" General Bai issued an order in the void.
The movements of these guys are too fast and fierce, and they are extremely powerful. Many white-clothed ones have already rushed into the openings of the dragnet in an attempt to tear them apart.
He had just fired one shot, and before he could fire another shot, he had to wait for the gloves on his hands to cool down completely, otherwise it would put a huge load on his body.
On the other side, the headquarters was also alerted by Ye Kui's momentum.
"Not only did they summon platelets, they also summoned the white blood cell army..." Dean Qi stared at the picture on the screen and frowned.
In his opinion, this is purely an act of self-mutilation.
Using "Working Cell Technique" to activate cells for summoning has the serious side effect of shortening lifespan.
Normally, if you want to reduce the loss of lifespan, it is best to summon only one type of cell. However, the opponent not only summons platelets, but also the white blood cell army, which will greatly double the loss of lifespan.
"What do they mean by this?" General Yi always felt that something was not right about the development of this situation.
"One is to escape, and the other is to disrupt the situation..." Dean Qi quickly replied: "And Lao Yi, I even think that the purpose of their trip is not just to realize their own ambitions..."
"How do you say this?" General Yi asked.
"It is rumored that the Beast King's ruins possess a thirteenth-level high-level secret technique, and the winner can use it to threaten and command the world. However, this time we are strictly guarding and setting up such a formation to eliminate overseas rebels. I am afraid that their real purpose has already shifted... The fake relics people are just trying to disrupt the situation and disturb the view." At this time, Dean Qi suddenly felt a strong sense of uneasiness.
But what will be their new goal?
Is it still No. 60?
Dean Qi thought to himself.
It shouldn't be like this...
After all, the villains who were involved with No. 60 Middle School are now out of date...