The Original Seeker Chapter 457: Send the king to 1 death

Although there was no sound, when the surging power from the other side of the door collided with the white ink who was fully locking the door, there was still a powerful impact that reached the bottom of everyone's heart.

It feels like they are in a calm environment, and they are suddenly injected with a strong adrenaline, which makes their bodies awaken from the groggy.

The collision of the two worlds intertwined a wave of mysterious fluctuations. There were many people on the ground looking up to the sky. They all seemed to be infected by the fluctuations, and their bodies were trembling unconsciously.

The joy that has nothing to do with the mood, the sadness that has nothing to remember, is simply an uncontrolled resonance, and the invisible fluctuations caused by the collision of the sensitive nerve endings pass by indiscriminately.

Pain, pleasure, numbness... the various sensations possessed by the human body were suddenly detonated at this moment and burst out of the brain.

The collision between the inside and outside of the door did not produce the aftermath of a supernova explosion-destroying physical energy like the one imagined. It can be said that there is no trace of firework.

Even the center of engagement where the original gate was located, did not leave any traces of previous battles.

Only weird waves like the spring breeze linger on the surface of the earth, and can't disperse for a long time.

At first, ordinary people who were crushed to the ground by coercion and couldn't even look straight at the door, even though the shackles had been released at this moment, no one was willing to even move.

The aftermath that echoed on the earth constantly shook everyone's nerves. An unprecedented pleasure was released from the inside of the body and collapsed the dam representing reason.

From the inside to the outside, the excitement is constantly changing like a revolving lantern, and the feeling of wave after wave will quickly bring people to the clouds.

No matter the pain or the dizziness, it seems to be the same as enduring spicy hot pot. It gradually turns into a pleasant sensation. There are delirious and happy smiles on the ground, and there are still smiles on the face. Pieces of satisfaction blush.

Whether it is on the White Land or the people outside the White Land, except for a very small number of people with sufficient willpower, almost all others have fallen into the ocean of desire.

Excessive relaxation of muscles makes the body lose control of certain valves, which in turn brings some embarrassing things, but the flesh limp all over the ground seems to have no moisture on the water marks under the body. reaction.

The nerve endings of the skin are still in the caress of a lover or the queen's whip, and the nerve signals related to being soaked in water cannot be transmitted to the brain at all.

A strange collision, in an extraordinary way, temporarily paralyzed the earth’s civilization.

Bai Mo, who was already too far away, naturally didn't feel it. He scanned the situation on the ground a little bit, then ignored it, and reinvested his energy into the analysis of the aftermath.

"Unfortunately, the opposite of the door is just a cage." For a long time, Bai Mo sighed softly after analyzing the strength sample he obtained.

Recalling that he had just thought of going to the other side to find out, he couldn't help but feel a little bit of self-deprecating.

On the other side of the door is a super existence that has been laid out for countless years.

Almost every corner of the mainland is filled with the existence of "He". After all, all cultivators are raised food. All cultivation techniques will only lead to one direction in the end-food.

Because the requirements for food are too high, he will only take the harvest when he reaches the final step of cultivation and enters the Mahayana. In the eyes of this monster, the integration period like Gaia is still just not grown. seedling.

Of course, perhaps most people have no chance to become His food from birth to death.

There is only one Mahayana in the entire Profound Sky Continent, and there will always be only one.

Every cultivating creature on the Profound Sky Continent has a secret engraving that can remind him when he dies, and if he wants to, create a space door leading to the place of death, so that his The farm has become wider...

"The chess player is just a chess piece." Bai Mo thought of Sakaski more than ten years ago, the alien who spread the blood breeding method to make food. The two seem to have some things in common, but regardless of the body The quantity or the layout, he is not as good as the one behind the door in case.

The feeling storm generated by the aftermath of the collision is actually the existence behind the door, which is an important reason why the people of the Profound Sky Continent are constantly attracting people from the Profound Sky Continent to practice tirelessly——

When running any exercise, there will be a faint feeling, and as the cultivation base gradually deepens, the feeling will also increase in intensity.

Every cultivator for thousands of years has been accustomed to this kind of thing. For them, cultivation will have a subtle and intoxicating feeling, just as natural as if you want to close your eyes when you are sleepy.

After all, no one will ask why I want to close my eyes when I am sleepy.

"The law is the bureau, what is the spirit?" Bai Mo doesn't have much dislike for this practice of herding sentient beings~IndoMTL.com~Because he himself is doing similar things, but he still thinks that it is still mysterious The spirit, but there are things that hurt its kind.

People who see the scenery may inevitably become the scenery in the eyes of others.

In order to crush the arm that stretched to the earth, he was seven years away from the complete Taoism, and he had only three hundred years left when he had a full plan.

The monster behind the door undoubtedly wants to use himself as a food reserve, and spend seven years in exchange for an opportunity to escape without giving up everything. It is difficult to say whether this is a loss or a gain.

Moreover, he recovered a large amount of information after devouring the fragments of the Unreal Golden Gate.

……

"Send the king to death."

After Bai Mo returned to Tianqing, he grabbed two handfuls of soil, and then used his mind to reassemble the atoms and combine them into two pieces that look like materials that are neither gold nor jade, one piece is as red as blood flowing through white, and the other is like purple. A monument that has to shine.

The writing of these four words on the stele is an imperfect end to this hostile relationship that has been entangled for nearly ten years.

As for the fact that the creator did not die, he had already guessed it when he finished analyzing the golden gate, because all the monks who died outside in the Profound Sky Continent would attract the attention of the master behind the gate.

If it really succeeds in suicide, the golden gate should appear early.

It's just that Bai Mo doesn't want to worry about it anymore. After all, the two of them haven't had a real conflict. The two who forced him into this road of no return have now turned into two monuments in front of the door.

Since the other party is willing to give in with suspended animation, it is considered a write-off.

Of course, the reason why he didn't want to care anymore, it might also be because the emotions dissipated more and more severely, and even hate began to feel a little bit impatient.

PS: Writing this chapter is really interesting