God Level Demon

Xiaping opened his eyes and looked at the scenes around him. Luckily, the places he normally closed would choose to be sparsely populated in the mountain bead space.

Otherwise, such a force alone would be enough to destroy everything around us.

He could feel a dark golden flame erupting from a volcano surrounding him, filled with horrible firepower, and ordinary creatures burning near him.

The temperature at the depth of the volcano is close to the temperature of the stars, and ordinary matter is vaporized.

And such a volcano is not a big problem, even if it exists for tens of millions of years.

“What, this feeling? ”

Xia Ping squinted his eyes and sensed an incredible change in the blood deep in his body after he had awakened 50 million hell of a golden oocyte.

He actually felt a hint of immortality.

Under his sensory awareness, a dead cell deep in his body actually has a breath of constant rebirth, implicitly equipped with the magic of the rebirth of Hell's Golden Wood in the flames.

“Can I have immortality when I wake up with a billion hell of a golden oocyte in my body? ”

When Xia Ping's heart moves and feels that he has reached a certain number of Hell's Jinwu cells, he may have immortal body even if he has not been promoted to the Holy Land.

Perhaps this is the natural magic of Hell King Woo.

Even now there are only 550 million Hell's Golden Wu cells, but he already has a hint of immortality, as if he were transforming toward the body of a mythical creature.

“If it had immortal bodies, it might have been possible to defend immortal saints against the repair of the land of Thunder. ”

Xia Ping squinted his eyes and moved his heart.

To be honest, immortal saints are millions of times more powerful than the land of Thunder. In addition to their immortal power, the most important thing is to possess immortal bodies.

It is precisely because saints cannot be killed, even star cannons cannot be destroyed, and the rest of the cells can be reborn, which is terrible. No amount of thunder can kill saints.

But saints can easily slaughter a group of thunderbolts.

But if he also had immortal bodies, it was not impossible to resist immortal saints.

Wow ~ ~

As Xiaping's power and strength continued to climb, so did his divine power, and the Numen seemed to enter the bitter sea again.

He felt that his body in the bitter sea seemed to be a little stronger, and the bitter sea in the first half could no longer hinder him, and the surrounding seas could not stop him at all.

And the thunderbolt breath in the depths of the void seems to have become more intense, and such an action provokes the backlash of the universe's origins, as if the thunderbolt would land anytime, anywhere.

But this catastrophic atmosphere did not reach its peak and was still in a state of congregation, so it did not fall.

When the whirlpool is filled with distress, then it is time for the thunder to land.

He carefully estimated that there were about three months left.

“Well, what is this? ”

All of a sudden, Xiaping Yuan God shook, instantly perceived a wave of shock coming from Destiny Long River, the river rolled over, and a mysterious message poured deep into his Yuan God in the underworld.

Suddenly, a mysterious picture appeared in his sea of consciousness.

A girl who was constantly fleeing, with a face of horror and despair, but with a glimmer of firmness in her eyes, seemed to have a terrible figure behind her.

There is a dark, cursed, evil smell on that horrible figure, like a demon from the abyss, surrounded by countless unjust souls, apparently contaminated with the blood of countless lives.

Xia Ping was also a little shocked by the smell of this character because he was an immortal saint!

But even so, whenever she was on the verge of extinction, she could always escape at a critical moment in the face of the saint's pursuit.

But she ran away for a long time, and she was a little depressed, and she didn't know how long she would last.

In that instant, the immortal saint seemed to feel something, and a pair of heartless eyes looked over.

Boom!

The next second, Xiaping Yuanjin shook, the image broke like glass.

In an instant, his Numen disengaged from these images, and his eyes revealed a hint of cold, because the girl knew herself, it was Liu Rulan, the Virgin of the Soul Nation, who had seen it once on the Blood Soul Continent.

We even practiced soul double cultivation, cultivated spiritual rhinology, and had a great relationship.

“System, what the hell is going on in my head? ”

Xiaping asked.

“This is the heart and soul of the Reverend Ray. ”

The system replied: "The monks who have reached this realm have entered the river of destiny, which is able to see a trace of their own destiny. At this time, some dangers of the future can be perceived. This is the realm of the autumn wind's immobilized cicada. Some thunderbolt realms are able to escape countless threats by virtue of this power to promote destiny.

Some very powerful spirits, with some special divine means and even through the river of destiny, can see some of the pieces of the future to avoid the evil. ”

“See the future? ”

Xia Ping was a surprise, but there are still such means.

“Of course, this is not necessarily a real future, it is merely a reasoning of the power of destiny, and some of the fragments that may occur, after all, there are countless possibilities and branches of the future, and sometimes some kind of surprise is not impossible. ”

System path.

“In other words, all of a sudden, these pieces in my mind could be what happens in the future. ”

Xia Ping squinted her eyes.

“It could have happened in the future, or it could have happened now, because the host had a psychic rhinoceros with this woman's practice, their souls were deeply connected to each other, and in times of desperation, they might have sent you a call for help.” The system suggests that this is the mystery of the soul, sometimes ignoring spatial distances and transmitting information.

Mayday?

Xia Ping nodded, and he thought it was very likely, because from these images, he could also sense Liu Rulan's strong distress signal.

But if the enemy is a saint, it is nothing short of small.

“Host, what are you going to do? The enemy is a saint. ”

The system asks.

“Then it is necessary to ask, of course, to meet him, just the chance to see the saint's power. ”

Xiaping touched his chin.

If it had been, he would not have died like this, but Xiao Du had been promoted to holy land, and he was also a thunderbolt, with countless treasures in his hands, and countless cards.

Even if you can't beat that immortal saint, you won't die.

He's ready for everything.

“But Liu Rulan didn't show up in any of the images, and it seemed necessary to use the power of the wish compass to find her trail. ”

Xia Ping squinted his eyes and he felt the blood boiling.