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Chapter 1212 Batch Processing Products

Qianshou retreated far behind, bringing a violent airflow in the air, and then stopping. He raised his head and was shocked in Qianshou's eyes. In fact, although he seemed to have lost an arm, it was not considered a serious injury at all. What really shocked Qianshou was Bai Yi's previous appearance.

Cruel and excited killing posture.

Thousand Hands: Warsaw Buddhism-Dazhishi (LV6→).

News from Kanda Qingying flashed through Bai Yi's mind. If Bai Yi's anger was like a tsunami before, then Bai Yi now has gradually eased down, and his anger and madness gradually faded away, as if he had been taken into his heart, and his face became cold. It was like a dormant volcano, and deep tyranny was hidden under the coldness.

Even if the person in front of him is the most powerful of the Warsaw Sect and his strength reaches LV6, he has been sentenced to death by Bai Yi.

Qianshou, the opposite side, also had anger in his heart. His repeated encounters have been unhappy since he first met that Guan Shile. He was beaten up by Bai Yi just now. Although he was not really hurt, Qianshou felt extremely embarrassed. At this time, he just wanted to completely vent this anger. The best way is of course to show his true strength and crush Bai Yi hard under his feet.

Time is like a Dharma body! (Warsaw Buddhism believes in time, and believes that in the eternal flow of time, one has oneself in the past life. Of course, perhaps not a human being, but other creatures. Time is like a true body, which is to find a powerful image in the past time flow and condense it into one's own Dharma body.)

Countless golden palm shadows spread behind Qianshou, forming a huge ring, mysterious and atmospheric.

The wheel of bitterness!

The laws follow!

In an instant, thousands of palms pressed down heavily. This is the power of LV6. Under the golden palm shadow, the whole world was shattered. Bai Yi, who was pressed down below, had no room for dodging at all. At this time, Bai Yi had no use of even blurring, and just used his own power to endure the pain wheel.

The wheel of bitterness!

Sin Realm!

Sea of ​​reincarnation!

Continuous attacks continued to fall, one move after another, and the whole world was almost completely suppressed by Qianshou. With a bang, almost the entire star ring was like an earthquake and began to shake violently. The people on this star ring had no idea what was going on, and the nearby creatures might know what was going on, but they could not escape at all. They could only be completely covered with Qianshou's attack and the world below.

Among these creatures, there are many evil beasts and spirit beasts that have reached LV4's strength, but under the attack of Qianshou, there is no remaining strength to resist.

No matter how they struggle, they are as if they are sinking and are trapped in the sea of ​​reincarnation.

That's right, the mountains that were originally towering into the clouds were not just collapsed. Under the attack of Thousand Hands, they turned into a sea of ​​mud that was constantly vortexed, as if the essence of matter had been completely changed.

After several consecutive moves, Qianshou stopped and his breath increased by two points. However, Qianshou felt very angry. This is right, this is right, how could a mere master of a small star field be his opponent? After he took action seriously, the opponent should be powerless to resist.

Slowly, the golden palm shadow gradually lifted up from the sea of ​​reincarnation of the Suffering Sin, and then Qianshou looked at the black mud sea vortex in the center.

Bai Yi was not dead, so of course he could not die, but he was injured.

In fact, Bai Yi had never made a decent resistance in his previous attacks. At this time, blood was slowly flowing downwards.

"It's so painful!" Bai Yi murmured as if he was humming.

snort!

After Qianshou heard Bai Yi's words, the corners of his mouth immediately curled up. Do you realize that you are in pain and do you know my strength?

"It's really painful, this feeling." Bai Yi trembled all over and whispered like a pathological one.

"I always want to destroy something, tear apart something, you..." Bai Yi looked at Qianshou opposite him. When the other party was shocked, Bai Yi looked at his hands again. The fall of the three people made Bai Yi feel a little sick, and a strong self-blame seemed to be gnawing on his heart.

"And, myself!"

Qianshou suddenly took a step back. At this time, Qianshou was already sure that Bai Yi's mental state was very abnormal. At this time, Bai Yi had a crazy and pathological mood, and even had a tendency to self-harm. Therefore, in the previous attack, he did not even have a decent resistance. After feeling this, Qianshou didn't know what was going on, and suddenly felt a little panicked.

To be honest, no one wants to face such a psychopathic opponent.

Is it enough to make Bai Yi look like this just because the death of a captain in Bai Ming Tower?

However, it was obvious that Qianshou had no chance to know the answer to this question. Because Bai Yi on the opposite side was covered in blood, and like the last god, he opened his hands.

An organism? Immortal!

Underworld outfit!

The blood around him, even the blood stains that had been submerged in the sea of ​​reincarnation, returned instantly. Not only that, Bai Yi's body also instantly appeared with a set of underworld costumes. The dark colors, complex folded patterns, non-gold or cloth materials, and several gorgeous tail feathers floated towards the back, which looked extremely noble and solemn on Bai Yi's body.

This is Bai Yi’s underwear - Soul Butterfly!

Suddenly, the emotions in Bai Yi's eyes completely faded away, and nothing was left. Heartache, self-blame, sadness, nothing was left. At this time, Bai Yi was the Bai Emperor, leading the leader of Bai Ming Tower. He knew clearly what he should do and what he could do.

Flashing steps!

Void!

Just as the distance was twisted, Bai Yi appeared behind Qianshou in an instant. Although Qianshou had been on full alert, he did not completely defend himself. Almost instantly, his illusion was torn off by Bai Yi again, as if he was as fragile as the hands of an ordinary person.

Walking between reality and illusion, Bai Yi was cold and ruthlessly tearing the flesh and blood of Qianshou bit by bit.

Just like a terrifying giant beast eroding, cruel and ruthless.

Qianshou was still resisting at the beginning, and various attacks appeared one after another, almost completely shattering the world around him. The battle was shockingly fierce. One side was the most powerful of the Warsaw Cult, and the strength reached LV6. The other side was the top existence in the solar system. Although it was only LV5, Bai Yi could not be treated as LV5 at all.

He was not at a disadvantage, but Qianshou became more and more frightened. His attack was very strong, but it did not have a decisive effect. Bai Yi seemed to be immortal, and he could recover quickly no matter what injury he was. He even suspected that if Bai Yi had not appeared on purpose, he would not even be hit by him at all. Instead, he himself, like the prey of a wild beast, was constantly being eaten up.

Qianshou, who discovered this, was finally scared. He never expected that this would be the result.

After Bai Yi once again tore off part of his body, a strong sense of disbelief and despair arose in Qianshou's heart.

How could a mere LV5 be so powerful?

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In fact, people from other sects who avoided this place from afar but still watched the battle here also had this question. The power shown by Bai Yi was really powerful. He had not reached the level of LV6, but in the battle, he suppressed Thousand Hands to the death.

"Thousand Hands may really die here this time."

"Where is Xiao Bi, won't he come?"

"Just kidding, Xiao Bi didn't have time to protect himself. His fire source world was broken and he might be seriously injured now. If he dared to come here to save Qianshou, I'm sure Bai Yi would definitely kill him." Eslow said with a joke.

"To be honest, although I don't agree with that, I never thought that the strength in the solar system actually had this kind of foundation. On the surface, they all only have the level of LV5, but why do they show so much strength in battles? Are they too strong or are we too weak?"

"I know a little bit of this," said the old man from Buddhism.

"Oh, what the hell is it?"

"There are also disciples of Buddhism who entered the Baiming Building. When he was studying there, he brought back some of the teaching theories, which I think are very valuable."

"What theory?"

"The martial arts that best suit your own strength and universality."

"The most suitable power and universal exercises?"

"That's right, whether it is the Warsaw Cult or other sects, the power system has been mature for a long time. At each stage, there are many ways to advance. In order to make it easier to advance, there are some universal advancement methods at each stage. These advanced methods can indeed enter the next realm more easily, but because of universality, they lose their own power essence."

"You mean..."

"Don't you think that the LV5 and LV6 created by the Wheel of Destiny's "Book of Tribulation" are too similar. The universal advancement method is indeed easy, but it loses its own characteristics, just like batch processing."

Eslow was stunned for a moment. He had never thought about this problem before. Because their power system has a long history, they usually practice whatever skills they get. Even if they pursue, they have already appeared. It seems that everyone thinks that those skills are the best. But no one has ever thought about whether those things are the most suitable for them.

Is it a finished product in batch processing?

Eslow couldn't help laughing silently, and described LV6 as this. However, he could not deny it at all, because including himself, the "Dord Document" of the Wheel of Destiny in Practice; the Thousand Hands were the "Sea of ​​Suffering Reincarnation" of the Warsaw Cult. But these techniques are not unique, and many people practice this.

"Thank you!" Eslow nodded at the old man of Buddhism as if he understood something.

The old man from Buddhism just smiled faintly and nodded: "What you should thank is Bai Minglou."
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