The Original Seeker Chapter 637: Wu Jian
There is no such thing as the beauty of muscle power, there is only a poor porcelain that is about to burst.
The river of Yangyan has been completely beyond the bearing range of the projection of Baimo on the pure amount of piling, and he will blow it up at any time.
"Boom!"
Bai Mo's right hand exploded first, turning into a flower of flesh and blood, and psychic energy spilled from the damaged location.
"Boom boom boom!"
Immediately afterwards, his right foot, left hand, and left foot exploded one after another.
"Boom!"
In the end, his whole person was blown up. In the original position of Baimo, only one could barely see the outline of the flesh and blood of a person.
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Nevertheless, neither Edward Titch nor the hugely incarnate giant Yingdou, who is hundreds of meters tall, are not relaxed because of the destruction of the white ink projection.
The aura that was pressing on them has not abated at all, but it has grown after the explosion.
In the next moment, Bai Mo's body seemed to flow back in time, the bursting head was reorganized, and his limbs and torso also recovered.
"Boom!"
But five seconds later, his head exploded again.
"..."
"Don't care too much about this." After recovering from the shredded state again, Bai Mo said lightly to the two of them.
His body is constantly repeating the cycle of being blown up-recovering-being blown up-recovering again.
The black mist above his head is constantly devouring it, from the continuous power provided by the river of sun.
As for the power from the earth's body far away, it became the guarantee of his rebirth time and time again. Bai Mo only has insufficient power to project, and he has maintained the middle of the sixth stage, but the essence of ghosts allows him to replenish the upper limit of his power almost instantly.
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"Can you start?" the huge Yingdou asked.
Although it seems that the volume of this strange projection of white ink is only one-hundredth of its own size, it does not dare to take it lightly.
Because this projection that has been madly charged by the River of Sun Flame, not only has a wave of power that is not inferior to his own, but with the fragmentation and rebirth time and time again, there are gradually signs of overwhelming himself.
"My power projection limit on Mars is only 66, so I can only rely on some external forces."
Level 66 corresponds to the 6-6 in the federal power rating system. However, because it is not easy to read six bars and six literally, many people, including Bai Mo, are accustomed to directly calling level 66.
"Level sixty-six is really not enough."
"Then, do you want to experience the level 69:99?" Bai Mo said jokingly.
He was responsible for the foundation of the federal rating system. In the design, the upper limit of the sixth order is only 6-9, which is 69.
"Coincidentally, I'm also at level 69.99." Titch formed a battlefield.
Originally, Yinghuo was the only one who had spent a lot of money to buy Baimo to challenge, but now he has caught up too.
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Black flames full of desperation burst out of Titch's body, and soon enveloped his body like armor, without even letting his eyes go.
At his level, even if he doesn't use his eyes, he has a lot of excellent spiritual detection skills, which are enough to replace the visual observation function of the eyes.
This special clone of Titch turned into a giant black beast more than ten meters high and tens of meters long.
The heart of the giant beast beats thumpingly. If there are lives below the third order without life field protection, the resonance of the internal organs alone is enough to cause them all internal bleeding and death.
Yinghua turned into a giant, and Titch turned into a giant, just as the role was reversed.
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"One cut." Bai Mo said, "I only make one cut."
"You want to solve us in one stroke?"
Yinghuo was agitated by Bai Mo's contempt, and it took up a fist the size of a house, ready to give the other party a little color.
It admits that the body of this alien lord is far more powerful than itself, but what stands in front of him now is just a projection equivalent to his own power.
What's more, there is a Titch next to him who is also bottomless, and it is absolutely impossible to kill two people in a flash.
"Did you use a knife?" Titch, who is more familiar with him, asked such a question instead of understanding Bai Mo's words as provocative.
"I don't use it, but I just want to change my hand." Bai Mo raised his vacant left hand and drew it toward the sky from the position of his chest.
This time, it was no longer a human arm that was reborn from the burst, but a giant ship-slashing knife lingering in the glow of fiery psychic energy.
The long knife close to ten meters, attached to Bai Mo, who is only two meters away now, seemed a bit abrupt.
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"Wanxiang, this is the power of the seventh order?" Titch discovered from Bai Mo's unreserved demonstration that the long knife was completely obtained by the rearrangement of the molecular structure of matter.
Through large-scale modifications at the micro level, an incredible change from the arm to the ship sword is achieved.
Bai Mo didn't choose to answer Tickey's question in words, but silently made a knife.
Quick!
They only barely noticed a flash of white light, and subconsciously defended.
Unfortunately, the defense was in vain. One of Titch's leg and one of Yingluo's arm flew out directly.
"Tear!"
"Boom!"
"Boom!"
The sound of slashing didn't erupt together until the two severed limbs hit the ground.
The knife in Bai Mo's hand was too fast, and the sonic boom did not catch up with his cutting speed.
"This is my sword technique-no firmness."
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"I can understand the speed, but why can I completely ignore the stiffness of my body?"
Not only was Titch not irritated or afraid of having a leg cut off, but on the contrary, he was full of curiosity about how he was cut off.
For these monsters who stand at the top of the sixth rank and possess countless life-saving secrets, it is really nothing to be chopped off a leg, just pick it up and you can recover.
He picked up the leg that had fallen to the ground, blew the ashes stuck to the incision with the fire of despair, and then took it back to the original position casually.
On the other side, Yingluo was also lost in thought. He was scanning the unusually smooth section of his shoulder with his unique ability, trying to find out the principle of the white ink knife.
Both of them temporarily ignored the moon, which is still rushing towards Mars.
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"Strength acts on both the macro and micro levels~IndoMTL.com~Erasing a city and bursting a star are all macroscopic and quantitative manifestations.
But at the same time, power also has microscopic, or precision and qualitative performance.
Raze a city to the ground, and what is left is a ruin full of debris and rubble, or a plain with only sand, stone, steel and powder. This is two levels of power accuracy.
If the accuracy of the sixth order is at the cellular level, then the seventh order is at the molecular and atomic level.
Even at low precision, it is a tight, seamless, and extremely strong special material, such as your body.
Once zoomed in to the high precision of the atomic level, the atomic knife I made by hand can still easily find the huge gaps between the molecules.
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