Although many people at the scene have read the internal reference document, they still have a certain degree of skepticism about the catastrophe mentioned in it.
After all, Bai Mo is a character who has disappeared for hundreds of years, not to mention that the empire has been working hard to eliminate the traces he left, and there is no history.
How credible is the words of a person who should be forgotten?
Of course, among the many people at this scene, true immortals were not included.
Thirty of the thirty-two true immortals who live high in the sky were born in the era before Bai Mo disappeared. They have personally experienced that dusty history and know each other's past.
They remained silent.
As for Como, he hasn't spoken much since he learned that the being he sacrificed was the incarnation of Bai Mo. He doesn't know what he is thinking about.
There was only one true immortal from the demon race left on the scene, from the time after Bai Mo disappeared.
However, it had obviously been warned by the Four Sacred Beasts, and it also made no sound.
There was an eerie silence.
…
"There is no need to discuss it now." Bai Mo took off the glasses he had just made for fun, blew on them to make them disappear, and said suddenly.
No one expected that his first words to break the silence would be so disrespectful.
"Let's do this, all of you, fight me first so that I can have an idea."
"What number?"
"I first need to know how long you can survive under the evil zombies without training."
"..."
"All of us?"
"Yes, all of you, 600,000 people, are against me."
"..."
"But do they make sense?" It was Kirkov who spoke.
He knew Bai Mo and knew that he always spoke in this very direct style, and he did not doubt the possibility of Bai Mo's pair being worth 600,000.
On the contrary, I was a little confused as to why the other party said that.
In the battle of true immortals, facing immortals who can easily travel at hundreds of times the speed of sound, and some of their ultimate speeds can reach nearly the speed of light, fifth-level monks may not even be able to serve as cannon fodder. The so-called six hundred thousand water
Too big.
If you play kite fighting, any true immortal present can kill a fifth-level monk with a level of 100,000 as long as he is willing to spend enough time.
They are just too fast.
It is no longer a question of whether you can catch up, but a question of not being able to react even if you are killed.
"The power projected by my evil corpse is a system, not just an individual."
Bai Mo paused.
"Do you still remember the Rainbow Bridge more than four hundred years ago?"
After that, he glanced down at Dongfang Sa, who was sitting in a corner, trying hard to reduce his presence, and Li Shunsheng, who bravely looked at him with slightly angry eyes.
And a few lucky young people further away, sitting on the fifth-level seats.
More than 400 years ago, the longevity master Dongfang Sa sacrificed a large amount of lifespan and established a longevity array on the moon, trying to break through the fifth-level bottleneck by calculating Bai Mo.
Bai Mo, who took the initiative to enter the longevity formation, unconsciously inspired the Rainbow Bridge, which was just the prototype of the evil corpse at that time.
However, when the longevity array was in operation, an uninvited guest, Li Shunsheng, broke in.
Li Shunsheng used his ability, the Fool of Time, to attack Bai Mo and successfully caused the Rainbow Bridge to lose control. A large number of monsters appeared on the out-of-control Rainbow Bridge and attacked humans at will.
Fortunately, in the end it was barely a happy ending for everyone except Li Shunsheng.
Under the interference of Bai Mo's main personality, all the monsters that descended from the Rainbow Bridge were wiped out, and peace returned to the moon.
Although Dongfang Sha lost hundreds of years of life, he successfully broke through from the fifth level to the sixth level and gained two thousand years of life.
Several cannon fodder young people in the longevity formation got a blessing in disguise and received compressed spiritual map seeds.
The degree of white ink Taoism is also slightly reduced.
Only Li Shunsheng used his ability to attack Bai Mo. Due to the side effects, he lost more than a hundred years of life in vain. He was also forced to sign a contract with the Human Federation, the predecessor of the empire, and worked hard for hundreds of years.
Just paid off the debt.
"Rainbow Bridge..."
That rainbow bridge spanning the earth and the moon is impossible to forget as long as those who have experienced it personally.
"The true identity of the evil corpse is the Rainbow Bridge. Of course, he has another name, the Milky Way of Flesh and Blood."
"What we have to deal with is that Rainbow Bridge?"
"A version a thousand times more powerful than before."
"..."
Kirkov recalled scenes from that year.
That time, in fact, they did not really defeat the Rainbow Bridge, but successfully escaped the pursuit of the Rainbow Bridge. In other words, Bai Mo regained control of the Rainbow Bridge and prevented the monsters inside from descending on the moon.
"In the tributaries of the flesh and blood Milky Way projected, there is no shortage of sub-bodies from the first to the seventh level. If you don't want to be exhausted by the low-level sub-bodies, then everyone has the need to participate in the battle."
"There is no eighth-order sub-body?"
"If it's this distance now, no.
Only the tributaries of the flesh and blood Galaxy projected into this space belong to the eighth level.
Of course, if you want to meet the eighth-order sub-body, you are welcome to enter the solar system."
"So, the body of the Flesh Galaxy is a ninth-level existence. He can drive the eighth-level sub-body to fight, but the scope is only in the solar system. What our imperial fleet needs to face is the invasion of the tributaries of the Flesh Galaxy. The tributaries can only drive
Seventh level and sub-bodies below seventh level?"
"You can understand it this way for the time being."
"So, are we going to start?" Bai Mo took out the golden talisman that had just been recovered from Chen Xi. In an instant, the entire Hall of Mirrors began to feel a little unstable, and everyone felt a sense of repulsion.
The power contained in this talisman has far exceeded the limit that this magical artifact in the Hall of Mirrors can hold.
"Wait a minute, our bodies are still on our respective lead ships. Even if we want to conduct a combat test, we must first determine a space..."
Battles between high-level transcendent beings often cause mountains to collapse and continents to collapse, and battles between true immortals to be even more so.
If they don't want to destroy everything around them, they usually choose a space environment without any matter to fight.
Otherwise, after the battle, everything will be reduced to pieces.
What are you drawing?
"No need to bother, Golden Talisman, Creation!"
Endless white light gushed out from the world-preserving golden talisman in Bai Mo's hand, and everyone immediately exited the Hall of Mirrors.
Then at the next moment, 600,000 white lights followed the connection between their clones and their main bodies, hooking up all the offline personnel like a goddess scattering flowers, and allowing them to log in to the Hall of Mirrors again.
However, it seems that there are still more than ten rays of white light that are not obedient, flying into the depths of the empty void.
“Hall of Mirrors Version 2.0?!”
"I upgraded the Hall of Mirrors, and now I can fight with confidence."
At this time, in the Hall of Mirrors, there was no longer a conference hall that could accommodate countless people, nor were the Cloud Seats high in the sky. There was only a void and a mass of human heads on the ground.