Bai Mo's idea was thinking about these ultimate concepts about existence.
And a larger part of the thinking begins to jump between multiple dimensions.
The difference in time flow rate in the main temple is like a lengthened film, allowing him to observe the trajectory of energy flow from a nearly static perspective.
This is a wonderful experience never had before.
The spiritual energy that escaped from the fragments of the parallel world was now turned into countless winding silver threads in Bai Mo's eyes.
Each of them is connected to a "possibility" annihilated in the torrent of time.
He suddenly realized that the so-called essence of simile deification may be to become an observer and uniter of all his possibilities.
Leap out of the three realms and not in the five elements.
"I've become stronger."
While studying the flow of time, Bai Mo suddenly closed his eyes and said softly.
"accelerate."
The moment this idea was born, the space-time structure around Bai Mo began to ripples.
The psychic tides surging in the main temple are like videotapes with the fast forward button pressed.
The devouring process, which originally took several days to complete, was compressed into a breathing gap in the real dimension.
Stars illuminated deep in his pupils, and the hairs rooted in the veins of the main temple suddenly grew rapidly, like hungry roots, piercing deeper space folds.
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And Gong Ruxin, who looked at the center of the battlefield in the distance, saw a picture that would never be forgotten by her at this moment.
Everything about the main temple collapsed instantly like melted wax oil, and countless building wreckage decomposed into elementary particles during the fall.
The main temple, which had existed for a long time, suddenly began to collapse on a large scale.
All of them turned into streaming light and injected into the reorganized body of white ink.
Bai Mo stood in a dark abyss, with only countless hairs floating in the void, shining with blue fluorescence, like a neural network covering the world.
Several new reincarnationists who had not had time to fly up when the ground suddenly collapsed, screamed and fell to the bottomless abyss below, but were gently wrapped around their waists when they touched their hair, like little insects on a spider web
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Gong Ruxin suddenly covered her chest, and the badge of the Reincarnator embedded between her collarbone was getting hot.
"Has something happened to the main god followed?"
She saw Bai Mo's black hair end and began to crystallize quickly.
Each hair reflects a different picture of the universe.
When a critical point is broken, those hairs suddenly tremble at the same time, resonating across dimensions.
"Quickly close the perception!!!"
The captain red hair noticed something was wrong and roared and crushed all the amulets on his body.
But he shouted a little too late.
The weaker reincarnation people hugged their heads and screamed - their consciousness was forcibly dragged into Bai Mo's neural network and forced to face the information impact of time acceleration.
The sixth-level sword heart that independently launched the protection of the silver-haired swordsman was directly shattered into light dust after persisting for five seconds.
In his pupils, countless white ink phantoms remained.
But at least, others are not crazy and are lucky to survive.
...
"The cost of time acceleration is not small."
After several breaths, Bai Mo took the initiative to stop all movements.
Indirectly, it can be regarded as saving the lives of a group of reincarnation people.
The huge world of the main temple was swallowed and digested by Bai Mo in an instant.
The cost is ten times the loss life.
Bai Mo just accelerated his own time. To outsiders, it took a few breaths to complete something that should have taken several days to complete.
It can also be said that it is the "possibility" of the future that is chosen by oneself and then pulling it to the present.
He lost nearly a month of life for this unskilled acceleration of time.
If it weren't for some extreme emergency scenarios, it would be really unnecessary.
Take ten times your life burning in exchange for a "breakthrough" at any time and anywhere.
"It's a pity that the simple acceleration of one's own time is still far from the true metamorphosis."
Before this, the cultivation system created by White Earth and the Holy Terra took almost all the route of "quantity".
Becoming stronger is basically equivalent to increasing the values of each dimension.
This is true from the first-hand practitioners to the star kings who cover the sky and the sun.
But when Bai Mo explored the step of simile deification, the numerical monster seemed to be unable to walk the path.
It is necessary to transform to a numerical mechanism compound monster.
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"I found you."
After stopping to accelerate time and returning to the realm of True Immortal, Bai Mo suddenly turned his head and looked somewhere in the void, and his hair pierced into the wrinkles of the space like black lightning.
The figure of Kanfeng was forced to appear, and the sword in his hand was covered with cracks.
"You..." The voice of Kanfeng came from the cracks in each dimension, but there was no trace of shock.
Its long sword covered with cracks began to reorganize, deform, and transform into a thin layer of black film to cover the whole body.
Bai Mo looked at the kamikaze shrouded in darkness curiously.
Because in his eyes, the opponent who was covered with this layer of darkness seemed to have become a bold body.
All detection methods have failed.
Except for the darkness, no other valid information can be returned.
But the other party obviously recovered as fast as himself, and he was definitely not at the level of a true immortal. What confidence does he have to face himself calmly?
"So the body of the Lord God looks like this?"
Although all the reincarnators know that this battlefield of fighting against gods is very dangerous, they are still trying hard to watch the battle in their own way.
It’s not that they are all bloodthirsty audiences who are willing to die in order to witness the strong die in a battle. But for so many years, no one has ever seen the true form of the “Master God”, and everyone is too curious.
What does a guy who has dominated his destiny for many years but has no head at all?
Facing the transformation of Kanfeng, Bai Mo didn't say much, but just tentatively threw a particle cannon over.
A purple light passed by like a meteor.
The particle beam that was lifted to more than one tenth of the speed of light carried terrifying kinetic energy toward the black shadow.
The air along the way seemed to be rubbed to burn.
Put it on the earth, just a moment is enough to flatten a building.
But when it fell on the black-shroud, it was strange and without any turmoil.
One.
Two.
Ten particle beams flew past and all hit accurately, but the black shadow didn't even move, as if these attacks that were enough to move mountains and fill the sea did not exist.
"The temperature is wrong."
After testing ten moves in a row, Bai Mo vaguely guessed what was going on.
The defense of this layer of black shadow seems to be able to convert all the kinetic energy of the attack into thermal energy in an instant, and then quickly spread out...
A sixth-level mechanic monster, a seventh-level numerical monster?