Myth Resurrection: Pick Up the Chaos Bell at the Beginning

There is an upper limit among the saints in each realm, and there is still a requirement for the highest strength, except for the mixed avenues, because they have two kinds of foundations.

After the ordinary saint reaches the limit, he will choose the way of avatar, so that in a realm, the power that can be exerted can be raised to the extreme, but the avatar also has certain limitations.

There can only be two clones that can reach the limit, otherwise the extra clone will divide the source to such an extent that it is difficult to reach the limit.

It's not only about what kind of exercises to practice, but the final origins are all the same. No one can have two origins, even conjoined brothers have only one origin.

Such restrictions and the weak period after the avatar have made many saints discouraged. There is a kind of magical power that can not be afraid of the weak period, which is only in the prehistoric times.

That is one gasification and three cleanliness, this supernatural power is mysterious and unpredictable, and Chen Ping is naturally extremely hot-eyed.

To know such magical powers, even in the universe, you can't find a few, let alone in the prehistoric world, and the one gasification and three cleanliness is also the only one.

Of course, there is also the Blood God Son of Styx, which is also remarkable, but Styx has not been sanctified, so it is unknown how much strength he can exert after sanctification.

But Chen Ping has a magical power in front of him. He feels that he can fight for it, but now is not the time to take action, the time is not yet ripe, and he has to wait and see.

After the three were united, a penetrating smile appeared on the head of the master, and even Chen Ping shuddered after seeing it, because that feeling was like facing death.

The law on the three people has not yet appeared, and now the weapons behind the woman are all the lines of the law, and the meaning is self-evident.

The aura above was felt by Chen Ping, that is, the Qi of Slaughter, the Qi of Gengjin, and the Qi of Blood. These three laws were mixed together and became this unique magical power.

These three laws also seem to have advantages. Chen Ping nodded secretly. This magical power also has some uses. These are the laws that Chen Ping does not have.

But Chen Ping doesn't have much demand for these three laws yet, and Chen Ping knows that now is not the time to take action, let's wait and see, to know that not every oriole can enjoy the mantis alone.

In the end, it was all a group, and Chen Ping just had to wait patiently for other saints. Although he didn't see it, his intuition told him that there were definitely others.

Chen Ping chose to trust his intuition, and those intuitions told him that it was definitely not as simple as what he saw.

"If it's just this level, it probably won't threaten me."

The eight-faced demon cultivator grinned, the black energy covering the world, leaving only his body standing between the heavens and the earth, the three heads looked extremely terrifying.

And Chen Ping also knew what the law was at that time, the law of fear, it is no wonder that the three of them have magical powers so strange, and that is the reason.

The law of fear originates from the avenue of the heart, and the avenue of the heart can actually use the foundation of the avenue of heaven and the avenue of demons to comprehend, but it is indeed extremely difficult to achieve integration.

After all, Shi Wu was only a small number of people, but being able to cultivate the Law of Fear to such an extent, this magic cultivation is not easy.

The thousands of swords rushed towards the eight-faced demon cultivator frantically, and the murderous aura shot into the sky.

On Jianmu, those swords left a deep trace, and the Jianmu mountain and river storms raged, and the woman dressed in black armor was like a god of war, condescending.

The eight-faced demon cultivator was still the same as before, but he smiled, and the smile still seemed to be infiltrating, and those swords took pieces of flesh and blood on him.

But the eight-faced demon cultivator, who hardly had a piece of good meat, didn't seem to care, and the smile continued to be maintained.

The lines of the law of fear began to cover his body. The lines of the law of fear were different from other laws, and the lines of the law of fear were not obvious.

There are only some changes in the subtleties, and when people see it, they don't know anything at first, but they will unknowingly mobilize people's emotions, and then slowly make people crazy.

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And on those scary-looking wounds, tiny human bean sprouts appeared, filling up all the gaps in a short period of time, as if they had not been attacked at all.

The magic cultivator seemed to be unscathed under the blade, and soon, those blades began to pass through his body without leaving a single wound, but Chen Ping's eyes of heaven and earth could see it clearly.

Mo Xiu had already left unknowingly, and what was left in that place was just a projection who was not even a clone. The woman quickly discovered this.

A sword flew past her ear, and at the same time, the woman in black armor grabbed the sword and slashed behind her, and the demon cultivator's body was as fragile as tofu.

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She chopped off the blade without encountering any obstacles, not even bones. On the other side, she suddenly felt her cheeks wet, she didn't turn back, grabbed the spear from the side and aimed at the magic cultivator. Stab in the mouth.

Just now, the magic cultivator actually licked the woman's cheek. Although the throat was pierced, it didn't seem to cause much damage. With a few clicks, the magic cultivator chewed and swallowed the blade. .

That Chen Ping couldn't help but stand up, and the woman's face was covered with terrifying lines, and the lines were like spider webs.

It was like being poisoned, but in an instant, that half of his face turned blue-black, like a monster with a green face and fangs.

If it is an ordinary woman, I am afraid that at this moment it is like losing the most precious thing, but how can the existence of a saint be an ordinary existence.

The woman still did not change her face, and grabbed one hand towards her face, which was deeply embedded in her face, and there was no sign of pain on her face.

As soon as he grabbed it, the half of his face was torn off, and the other half of the woman's original face was already blurred with blood, and even bones could be seen.

But soon, the skin grew out quickly, just like the beginning, it seemed to have no effect, I didn't expect this woman to be so tough, a strange color flashed in Chen Ping's eyes.

The temperament of this woman is definitely not a wild way, it should be the existence of a teacher, but the magic cultivator does not seem to be simple.and.

Chapter 357

Feeling that the strength of his body has increased a bit, Chen Pingping is happy. When he reaches his realm, it is extremely difficult to improve every bit of strength.

A full moon blood light rushed up and down, Chen Ping's eyes of heaven and earth suddenly warned him, and he hurriedly moved to seize it. Although the blood light was murderous, it was not aimed at him.

Chen Ping felt that the mana above was turbulent, at least it was a holy fight, and there were more than two, and there was still a struggle above Jianmu.

You must know that every holy man here has to use his own mana to resist the coercion of heaven and earth. Fighting in such a situation is simply a nightmare.

Every use of magical powers, the power consumed is multiplied, even Chen Ping dare not fight on this building wood.

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Moreover, the power on the bloody awn is not low. Chen Ping's eyes of heaven and earth are blue, and his eyes are far away. He can see the scene of the battle on the building wood clearly.

"Come on, tell me the shortcut to the Endless Dome, or you'll have to splatter blood here today."

A holy man with eight faces and four hands, said to the person on the opposite side, and behind him like him, there are two monsters with three sides, four legs, and seven eyes.

Their auras were all in the holy realm, and the person facing them was a man in black armor, with black hair like a waterfall and a mask. Chen Ping judged from his own experience that that person must be a woman.

However, in the realm of saints, there is no need for beauty or ugliness. Only people under saints will have such troubles. When they reach the realm of saints, they can make people themselves.

There is really no need to desire anything, and it is necessary to know that in the universe, most of the demon saints are like those three monsters, even the forbidden demon saints.

In the eyes of those magic saints, there is probably only the concept of strength, and in their eyes, beauty and the like are really reduced to that pink skeleton, nothing.

It is this ruthlessness that leads to the fact that one after another demon saint in the cosmos, and Chen Ping's eyes of heaven and earth have the ability to use heaven and earth as eyes and ears, and naturally he can hear them.

What the man said was that there was a shortcut to enter the endless dome, which made Chen Ping a little puzzled.

But come to think of it, the shortcut in the mouth should refer to the road without pressure, after all, that is the shortcut.

"Hmph, don't say no, even if there is, why should I tell you about it."

The woman's voice was cold and cold, and it seemed like a thousand years of ice, but the three of them were not afraid.

And the fluctuating aura on the woman was only the first time to enter the holy place. It was not the opponent of the three at all. It was Chen Ping who didn't have nothing to do when he was full, and he didn't like heroes saving beauty.

He still has Yun Si, and he really has no other ideas about other women.

The aura on the woman's body was on the verge of bursting, just like the ten thousand years of ice turned into an endless volcano, and the whole body momentum turned into a sharp sword.

The three of them had a total of eighteen faces, and they all looked at the woman where the woman was. Eighteen faces and forty-four eyes, the ground was dark, and only these faces and eyes appeared in the air.

The woman was shrouded in it for a moment, and Chen Ping was extremely shocked, because this is the prototype of the realm. You must know that the realm that the Holy One will have, is now being used by the three of them.

Although it is used by three people, Chen Ping did not underestimate it. Like Tai Xuan's unity of heaven and man and the boundless body of Shi Wu, they are all a kind of domain.

Although the three of them can only be used by three people, their power is already extremely extraordinary, and the power among them is undoubtedly extremely terrifying.

"Hmph, even if you don't say it, once you lose your body, we will still have the same effect by extracting your soul."

The eight-faced demon cultivator said, but the woman still didn't change her face, she stretched out one hand and condensed into a long spear in the air.

It turned out to be a cultivator, Chen Ping thought to himself, because the vision of the woman practicing the exercises was enough to explain her identity.

The woman tightened the spear in her hand and pointed at the eight-faced demon cultivator. Infinite blood energy emerged and moved towards the three demon cultivators, but the three demon cultivators did not have the slightest fear. Instead, they smiled and opened their mouths. Swallow the blood in the air into your mouth...  

Even Chen Ping heard the clicking sound, which made the woman a little horrified. In the battle of the saints, a vision appeared between the gestures and gestures. Using the means of overwhelming momentum, he had long since asked for any new means. Now After using it, it was swallowed by the magic cultivator.

This also had to be feared, but knowing that fear in the battle would only increase the speed of death, the woman quickly reacted, the spear in her hand was like electricity, and she stabbed the three people.

But at this time, the three people were not ready to sit still, they turned around, and the eighteen faces were separated from the three bodies. In the dark air, the white faces were like masks, which looked extremely terrifying and made people see It shudders.

And the long spear in the woman's hand let go, and then her hands were wide open, and thousands of weapons appeared behind her, as if thousands of soldiers were coming to court, all kinds of weapons, no matter what kind of weapons, swords, spears, axe, and tomahawks could be found here.

It can be said that it covers almost all weapons in the world, from as small as a needle to various deformed weapons, behind the woman looks terrifying.

The three of them looked at each other, and then the other two put their hands deep into the body of the eight-faced demon cultivator, but at the same time, the eight-faced demon cultivator's body was like mud.

That body directly swallowed the other two people into its own sticker, and the eight-faced demon cultivator actually had two more heads. The two heads were lifted up, and they were two faces without facial features.

And Chen Ping instantly knew what those two were. It turned out that the three magic cultivators turned out to be one person, but they used the magical power of slaying three corpses to become sanctified.

But it seems that the three corpses have been changed by magic, but Chen Ping's heart is alive, this magical power has a certain use for him, it can be said that it may have a certain reference to his magical power.

And Chen Ping is also very keen on the method of avatar, and the combat power that such supernatural powers can improve is far from what ordinary supernatural powers can make up for.

Those three people cultivated together, and it can even be said that the cultivation speed has been tripled, not to mention that the three of them can realize the Tao, and the understanding is also common. .

Chapter 358

With a long howl from the magic cultivator, thousands of miles of clouds were swallowed up, and Chen Ping, who was above Jianmu, was thousands of miles away, and was affected.

Chen Ping was chasing wild winds. Every time the gust of wind blew across him, it was like a shriek that pierced his eardrums. His eyes were like wind and sand, and pain followed.

The damage that these momentum can do is extremely limited, but Chen Ping is not afraid.

The magic cultivator split from the middle and turned into a huge mouth of the abyss, in which there is no bottom and it is as black as ink, making people think of those dark and dirty things when they see it.

The woman gave an order, Gangfeng stopped abruptly, and then turned into an endless weapon, heading towards the magic cultivator, and the writing blade went towards the magic cultivator's mouth.

Mo Xiu's mouth, the flesh and blood is very soft, and the gang wind brought by the sword madly gouged out the flesh and blood in the mouth, and the blood was left along the Jianmu.

Chen Ping felt that there seemed to be something left on it, so he subconsciously avoided it. In the original place, 14 left a living black ravine, and the blood of this magic cultivator has such power.

It seems that the people of the world cannot be underestimated.

Soon, the battle between the two was over. After a few tricks, they both seemed to feel bored, and there were still many orioles waiting for them to lose both.

The strength of the two is not much different. With half a catty, as a saint, those flesh and blood wounds may seem terrifying, but they are actually insignificant, and they can be recovered in a flash.

Among them, the power of the way of terror unfolded unconsciously towards the surroundings.

Above the building wood, there was a dark, indescribable thing.