Entering the plane battlefield, the hundreds of soldiers guarding the entrance saw the three people entering alone. The leading soldier immediately stepped forward: "Welcome three adults. I wonder if this is the first time for the three adults to come to the plane battlefield, or do they have experience in the past? If this is the first time, we can tell some adults some information."
"The two of us have been here a long time ago. As for this one..." Lei Jing pointed at Shen Ye with a smile, "You don't have to worry about it. The rules of the plane battlefield do not apply to him."
"Haha, this is indeed my first time to visit this battlefield. Let's go and see the scenery now." Shen Ye said with a smile.
Seeing Shen Ye flying out of the camp leisurely and leisurely, as if he was on a trip, the guarding soldiers were stunned. Did this man come to the plane battlefield to die?
"Tsk, tsk, it's great to be strong." Lei Jing sighed for a while, then suddenly tilted his head and asked, "I remember that you can't quit the plane battlefield midway, right?"
The big man beside him shook his head and said, "No."
Lei Jing gloated: "In other words, some leaders of the light camp may not know his name, right? Gee, I have a feeling someone is going to be unlucky."
The strong man pondered for a moment: "It's still possible. God's clones in the outside world can gather information, but no one should find out in the short term."
In the sky, Shen Ye flew not far from the camp when he felt multiple strands of divine consciousness sweeping back and forth over his body.
Obviously, his swagger was too eye-catching in this battlefield.
In the distance, a gray figure galloped in the direction of Shen Ye, and said happily in his heart: "I didn't expect there to be such an idiot on the plane battlefield. This is a good opportunity to get another badge."
However, before he got close to Shen Ye's area, he saw two figures, one black and one white, arriving ahead of him.
"It turned out to be a double star of light and darkness. It's unlucky. Why did we meet them?" The gray figure shook his head, decisively changed direction and retreated.
After discovering the traces of the two people, the consciousness that paid attention to Shen Ye suddenly became much less. Obviously, these two people are quite famous on the plane battlefield.
However, not everyone has left.
On a mountain peak, three people looked far into the distance.
"Brother, should we take action?" the strong man in black armor among the three whispered.
"Those two brothers are not to be trifled with, so just watch them from here."
The person who spoke was none other than Benfield, the super strong man in the heaven, who could almost be said to be the first echelon under the Great Perfection of all major planes.
While the two were talking, two figures, black and white, had already stopped Shen Ye.
The black figure said: "Anyone who dares to show off like this is either a stupid young man or a super strong man."
The white figure said: "Which type do you belong to?"
Shen Ye smiled slightly: "I think it belongs to the latter."
As soon as the words fell, the two immediately launched an offensive, as if they had rehearsed it countless times, and their coordination was flawless.
But the next moment, the two people passed through Shen Ye's body, and the black figure was a little surprised: "Afterimage?"
Although Shen Ye's strength exceeded the two's expectations, they did not panic. They were obviously extremely confident in their own strength.
Shen Ye did not fight back immediately, but asked with great interest: "Are you from the Bura tribe?"
Hearing this, the two people who had only slightly changed their expressions suddenly changed their expressions: "Do you know the Bula tribe?"
"It seems that I guessed right. I met the ancient Bura tribe when I first came to the plane battlefield. I was lucky." Shen Ye said with a smile.
"Since he already knows, we don't have to hide it anymore, let's merge."
"Damn it, I really don't want to merge with you."
The two figures merged with each other and finally merged into one. Their souls were mixed yet unified, giving people a strange feeling.
After merging, the Bula tribe has muscles all over its body, its skin is black and white, and there are two tentacles on its forehead.
"Strong man, you are qualified to know my name. My name is Osama."
"Haha, I'm not interested in your name, but I am somewhat interested in your body."
Hearing Shen Ye's terrible words, Osama was furious: "You bastard, how dare you insult me!"
Two beams of light, black and white, flew out from the palm of his hand. The two laws of light and darkness were surprisingly unified. Although they did not merge different laws like the soul mutants, they were more powerful than using these two laws alone.
In this dimensional battlefield, the stability of the space is still higher than the four highest planes. Even the strongest leaders can hardly tear apart the space of the dimensional battlefield. However, as soon as this beam of light appears, the space collapses, causing terrifying void turbulence. Seep in through the cracks.
However, when the beam of light that was enough to shatter the space hit Shen Ye, it was like water droplets entering the sea, without causing any ripples.
"How is that possible? I don't believe it, it must be an afterimage!" Usama was shocked and angry, and unleashed all kinds of powerful mystical attacks as if they were free.
Shen Ye casually swatted away these attacks and appeared next to Osama like a teleport and caught him: "Okay, don't make trouble."
At this point, Usama still didn't know the opponent's strength, and asked with a trembling voice: "Are you a Dzogchen?"
"good."
"I..." Usama was speechless for a moment. His light and dark laws are integrated with five mysteries, and they can also be combined. As long as he does not encounter the Great Perfection, he has almost no opponents on the plane battlefield, and the Great Perfection and those suspected of being the Great Perfection He also kept records of the characters, but in the end he met the new Dzogchen, which was rare in billions of years. How unlucky was he?
The three Benfields watching from a distance were also shocked: "Great Perfection? There is Great Perfection in the Dark God Realm!"
"Escape quickly and take this news out. If Dzogchen is not on our side, the outcome of this plane war will be doomed."
Shen Ye naturally noticed these little mice, but he did not chase them. Instead, he let go of his right hand, looked at Usama and ordered: "You separate again now."
Seeing that Shen Ye didn't seem to be planning to kill him, Osama breathed a sigh of relief and separated into two figures, one black and one white.
Shen Ye carefully understood the difference between Usama's two bodies, and thought to himself: "Could it be that Fuxi also came to this universe after getting the Destiny Pearl, and saw the magic of the Bula tribe, and then created that secret technique?" .”
Regarding the Heavenly Emperor Fuxi in the main world and heaven, he had already speculated that his true body might be the aggregation of evil thoughts separated from Fuxi himself.
Most of the immortal arts practiced by the Five Elders of Shushan originated from the Emperor of Heaven. In a sense, the Evil Sword Immortal is a low-end version of the Emperor of Evil.
"It's a pity that it's useless to me." Shen Ye shook his head slightly. Of course he also had evil thoughts in his heart, and he would slack off and shrink, but he would not cut off the weak part of himself, but would use his will to strengthen his beliefs and face his own problems. The process is also a process of spiritual baptism.
You cannot accept your weak self. That kind of strength is just false strength. Only by overcoming your own weaknesses through will can you achieve true transformation.
Of course, it is not right to say that this secret technique is completely useless. For example, this secret technique can be used to train subordinates.
After all, there are only a few people like him who use their will to overcome their weaknesses. A secret technique can produce a genius in the ordinary sense, which is not bad.
Seeing that Shen Ye was a little distracted, Osama did not take the opportunity to escape. He was very aware of the gap between himself and Dzogchen, so he just asked softly: "Sir?"
Shen Ye came back from his thoughts and said with a smile: "I thought it was a bit boring waiting for the decisive battle, but now I finally have something to do. Come on, let me study your body."
Osama couldn't help but look at Shen Ye with horrified eyes. Was he going to sell his body to survive?