Chapter seven hundred and forty third the only odds
More than twenty years ago, in the world of Nine Clouds.
Wang Bulu, who took the armor of a ten-thousand-year-old tortoise, fused the souls of the five golden immortals into spiritual money, and activated the holy chip, once again woke up from the hexagram.
His expression became depressed and perverse.
"Young Master! Don't do anything, don't force it." Old Qiao advised from the side.
The so-called holy chips can be divided into long calculations and short calculations.
Long-term calculations can span decades, hundreds, or even tens of thousands of years, laying out the present and planning for the distant future.
Short-term calculation means measuring the present and foreseeing various changes after the calculation.
Most people in the Wang family have learned short-term calculations.
Because this short-term calculation method can be used in battle at any time, it can visibly improve the combat level.
Wang Bulu, on the other hand, is one of the few Wang family members who knows how to make long-term calculations.
In terms of long and short calculations, except for the saints of the Wang family, no one in the entire family can fully understand it.
Wang Bulu knew how to make long-term calculations, but he naturally miscalculated on short-term calculations.
"When his clone enters the boundary, it means that the two best opportunities on the entire invincible road have been obtained by him. My chance of winning is almost zero. No matter how I calculate, I can't find a way out."
"But I will risk my life and survive. If I want to win, I can't just rely on my own strength."
"I also need to be able to rely on his power. On the entire journey of invincibility, he is the strongest, and only he... can make me go further and become a stronger me." When he said this, Wang Bulu said
There seemed to be some determination on his face.
"Old Qiao! My plan needs your help. All our previous arrangements... including you, need to be sacrificed in a battle. Only when you are gone will he be able to deal with it without any scruples.
Only then can I succeed in risking my life for a gamble." Wang Bulu said to Lao Qiao very solemnly.
When Lao Qiao heard the words, he hesitated several times. When the words came to his lips, he had no choice but to swallow them back.
Finally he nodded.
"Okay! Since you want to bet, young master, then I, Old Qiao, will accompany you. But... young master! Old Qiao still has to say one last word... You don't have to do this!"
Wang Bulu shook his head and said: "No! I have to do this!"
"My father is about to make a choice in order to find a way forward. This road... is both an invincible road and a back road he has found for me. If I can't step on it, then he will abandon me and pursue the road.
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"People respect me so much now, but if my father leaves, they will hate me so much."
"Whether I was good to others or bad to others, it doesn't matter. Jealousy from the source will make them crazy..."
If this dialogue were known to outsiders, it would definitely cause an uproar.
In the concepts of countless practitioners, saints are the end of practice.
However, according to Wang Bulu, even a saint from the Wang family still has a way forward that must be exhausted.
It seemed... a different kind of scenery.
Eyes jump!
At this moment, Lin Xi frowned.
He had already noticed something was wrong.
But I still can't figure out the key point.
According to logic, Wang Bulu has been completely suppressed by him.
Even if Wang Bulu could devour An Chao and revive in An Chao's body, he would just return to his past and would still not be Lin Xi's opponent.
Lin Xi can still wait until the border opens.
Then use the characteristics of the Saint's Shadow to negate Wang Bulu's immortality.
"Perhaps, are there any variables that exist outside of Wang Bulu and I?" Lin Xi's thoughts swept through the entire invincible road.
He also had a panoramic view of the many changes that naturally occurred in the blue castle.
"In the divine vein competition, who is the best among all the veins?" Lin Xi was stunned.
He is not interested in regime change in the Blue Star Federation.
He has obtained the greatest treasure in Blue Star, and he has nothing more to ask for from the descendants of Blue Star.
As for Wei Long...she has fallen into a special place. She has some small opportunities and will meet her destiny. Lin Xi does not need to interfere and just let nature take its course.
Thoughts swept away again.
Lin Xi finally felt something strange in a Blue Star man named Xiang Lang.
"Seed Pulse Demonic Skill?" Lin Xi recognized the aura on Xiang Lang's body.
The Seed Veins Demonic Skill originally came from a big world, and was the top secret skill of the Holy Demon Sect in that big world.
It can condense Tianjiao's blood into meridians, then extract it and plant it on itself.
After the great achievement, many demonic veins are activated, and many genius bloodlines are gathered into one body, and he should have an invincible posture.
Although Xiang Lang's Seed Vein Demonic Skill is somewhat different, it is generally consistent with that demonic skill.
"This kind of magic power, in a sense, can artificially create a super powerful person with hundreds of different bloodline abilities of gods and demons. Although he does not enter chaos, he is already a master of many rules and should not be underestimated.
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"However, behind every bloodline of gods and demons, there is an ancient god and demon. If it cannot be completely refined for one's own use, it will eventually be backlashed... This is also a shortcoming of most demonic arts. Quickly,
It's tyrannical, but it's full of loopholes and flaws, and it can easily go astray, or even be eaten up and killed."
"Unless Xiang Lang still has an incomparably powerful soul."
"A powerful soul?" Lin Xi's gaze suddenly moved towards An Chao.
"Could it be that...Wang Bulu's real plan is to wait for such a physical body?" Lin Xi suddenly thought.
Part of his thoughts continued to dwell on An Chao.
Lin Xi's true body has jumped through time and space and fallen into the already simmering blue castle.
At this time, Lan Bao had already fallen into a lively atmosphere.
Many ambitious people want to take advantage of this opportunity to stand out.
"Choose the strongest person in each vein... It seems that Xiang Lang wants to choose the best cauldron for himself, and then extract their divine veins to use them to practice his own magic."
"Mu Qiongtian should have taught him this magic skill."
"There is no doubt that Mu Qiongtian's purpose for doing this is to control Xiang Lang to deal with me."
"It's just possible that his plan just fell into Wang Bulu's plan, and he will make a wedding dress for Wang Bulu?" Lin Xi thought of this, but did not act rashly to prevent the coming of this martial arts competition.
conduct.
Because he was not completely sure that his idea was correct.
Even Xiang Lang really possesses many powerful divine veins and integrated them into his body.
And Wang Bulu has won this special body again. Wang Bulu will still not be Lin Xi's opponent.
Lin Xi is the Chaos Demon God... and he is a Chaos Demon God that is growing at a rapid rate.
It can even be said that the person he was one second ago is different from the person he was the next second.
This kind of growth will not enter the slow stage until Linxi returns to the tide of chaos and is completely immersed in the tide of chaos. It will take at least several thousand years.