Chapter 1266 10th Day Talk of Fate 10th Day General Attack (3)

"oh oh"

"Big idiot, bet with me?"

"I never gamble, but no one can beat me!"

"Gods, ghosts, immortals, demons, Buddha heads, Taoist priests, human monsters, dogs and cats are all not allowed. Just not! Laozi is not in the Jianghu, the Jianghu is full of Laozi's legends, legends, street stall literature, the supreme god-level idol figure s story!"

Although the sun demon youth has passed away, and the "local accent and appearance" can only be seen in memory, but when he regains control of his body, that is, the first moment of "returning to the world", He Ming's first action is to continue, panic, and spontaneously Visceral, empathetic, and capable of bringing morons to tears.

From this, it can be seen that the pressure that the Sun Demon put on him was really the first time in his life. Far better than the Lord of Deceit, he became the number one, and also ranked first in the "Abs Brother's Life and Death Enemy of the Bad Boys Ranking".

Indeed, brother abs confirmed another half of the truth of the universe: there are only two kinds of people in the world who are unforgettable, the women who can't get it and the men who kill you.

Crackling!

In only a few seconds, He Ming just took back his body but found that the situation was a little bit bad-in fact, he didn't know whether it was good or not.

I saw an indescribable energy frenzy flowing on the surface of the body, behind the ultra-tough skin layer at least one million meters thick. This situation is very indescribable, like endless colorful energy crazily boiling, spinning, and roaring , fuck it!

It can also be described as an endless explosion of high-energy nuclear weapons, which finally formed a super violent energy reaction, similar to the radiance of the center of a nuclear explosion. Under the huge meat ball, it performed millions of times per second on average, and finally illuminated a whole world. A million-meter-thick skin layer, colorful,.

However that's not the point. The point is that there are infinite kinds of indescribable brilliance between He Ming's eyes, or an elegant light like nothingness, shooting in all directions and shooting furiously at every corner!

In He Ming's eyes, he. A huge meat ball turned into a super luminous body.

It can't be said to carry out the universe, but it can still be done by connecting multiple huge galaxies.

He Ming has never felt so close to some worlds, some mysteries. And never has it felt so in control of some of the great forces that destroy the stars like food and water.

The starry sky of the universe is like the tide rolling in the distance, and he can actually attack remotely.

This is a huge attack possibility that even high-level supreme beings of wish power can't do.

Under the influence of all kinds of light. Start again with the soul. He Ming felt that his body was very powerful, and suddenly became very sensitive, as if his consciousness was going back and forth between the body and the soul.

"What happened? Take control! Engine, engine, get on!"

Endure endless hunger and thirst. He Ming mustered his instincts to deal with this matter.

If the energy continues to be so violent, the brother who is as strong as the abs needs to go home and revive. At that time, the huge power system, I don't know if it can continue to be stimulated.

The current situation is not that he is greedy or not, but that he cannot release these energies—a process of releasing these energies will cause a chain reaction.

Then he exploded!

He Ming can't explode. The cosmic coalition forces are still in the palace of the sun god. There is only one way to leave according to the prior decision: brother abs eats speed demon eggs and leaves with some powerful gods and demons.

Based on He Ming's memory fragments, this is a very easy task.

99% of intelligent life, an army of scientists, etc., are just what they wish for. Being stuck here for a hundred years or a thousand years basically doesn't make sense.

Because it was originally decided to stay "some time". These hours are equal to the lifetime of a carbon-based monkey.

Driven by instinct, he immediately processed energy crazily.

He Ming's solution to the problem is very simple, continue to expand the body, as long as the energy is guaranteed, the body can continue to expand, and after stabilization, the body can be restored. The infinitely large and stable life energy should still be devoured one by one before the supreme impacts the genetic system of the high-level supreme, the system of great power, the physical fitness of the high-level supreme, etc. Easy fix.

Just like you came to Shanmeng, the real world. Brother Abdominal appreciates you and rewards you with 100 billion sky-high gold dollars. You've never been richer, but without any investments, you're just sitting and eating. Get another 3,000 girlfriends. A cash net worth of 100 billion sky-high gold dollars. The countdown to becoming a pauper will also sound.

...

"Great, stable!"

After a few minutes, He Ming breathed a sigh of relief. The energy stabilized again, and the next instant. Some information jumped into his mind.

The infinite strange light emitted from the eyes contains all kinds of mysterious information. The biggest effect is to announce to this universe and the nearby universe that a fool has obtained the immortal soul substance-it's just that this fool got too much soul substance at once.

This is not the point, the point is He Ming's soul, the gorilla can't annex so much soul indestructible substance at once, and the amount exceeding 300 pieces needs further "processing".

There are three options for dealing with simple messages from the soul.

One, forcible annexation. The Sun Devils did just that. But there will be some waste, or change of temperament and so on.

2. Immediately choose: the immortal soul material will choose to leave He Ming's soul and become a blank piece of immortal soul material. In this way, it can be used by family members.

Three, combination and enhancement. That is to combine soul immortal matter. Indestructible soul substances with similar properties can be combined and strengthened. From the looks of it, the Sun Demon has never succeeded.

"That sun demon didn't tell the truth. It should get a lot of immortal soul material, but it only cost 400 yuan to integrate into its own soul. It has reached the limit of its soul—after all, it is a dwarf life. Second, its Too bad luck not to have the substance to complete a combination."

For such a simple question, He Ming immediately understood it clearly.

"Combination! All combinations that can be combined..."

"No, first choose fifty yuan at random!"

The more immortal soul matter is not the better, if the sun devil gets the choice of soul battle, and He Ming's soul level is the supreme and holy level, so the sun devil has 400 soul immortal matter, it is difficult to annex He Ming bright.

Once in a stalemate, the two sides will break out of this state over time.

He Ming feels that the real time is at most about three minutes. It is equal to Ultraman's setting on Earth.

The immortality of the soul is domination, support, shelter, etc. He Ming does not understand other unknown forces for the time being. But he knew that it wasn't the most direct soul power, that is, the soul itself.

With a blank piece of immortal soul material without an owner, He Ming doesn't have to worry about the souls of his family members.

After choosing it, he chose it, and soon a shining point came out from between his brows.

He Ming held his breath at that moment, it was the first time he saw the real immortal substance. I believe that in the Shanmeng, he is also the first person. The pioneer of civilization, the first person in history.

It turned out to be a piece of pure "light", red light!

The volume is no more than half the size of a finger and the light is endless, easily radiating in all directions.

Strong and stable, no force can overshadow it and kill its light.

The super solid matter blocking the road seems to pass by in another space from the real line of sight.

Elegant like water without a trace, but an unaffectable existence.

"Okay..."

He Ming resisted the inexplicable desire to re-absorb the other party, and according to some mysterious information from the immortal substance of the soul, he took out two pieces of soul gold coins at the level of gods and demons, and clamped them together.

Yes, this substance cannot be touched by intelligent life, nor by soulless matter. The former will cause this substance to immediately look for a "host" - then He Ming will cry to death, but he can't kill this bitch!

Their souls are immortal!

As long as the other party doesn't gamble with brother abs.

No other matter can hold this piece of matter, this piece of "light".

This principle is like a fool living happily on the earth, unable to clamp the light. Fingers or coins; idiots or idiots who claim to be elite.

The energy flow felt a layer of hardness, and He Ming's pair of infinitely powerful eyes were able to operate to the extreme, and only then did he see clearly the original appearance of the soul immortal substance, which turned out to be infinite cells like "viruses", which finally formed the A bronze-green jujube, but the shape is very weird, more like an irregular, large metal block with a small middle circle in front of the overall shape.

The point is that the color of this "metal block" is so old that He Ming's scalp tingles.

It's scalp-tingling to be so ancient in sight. This is He Ming's first sense. He has no artistic ability, never learns, and is a master of pretending to eat, drink, and play, and an elite of hypocrisy.

If you show it to a real artist, I believe the other party will cut off his little brother to vent his excitement—if he has excitement.

He Ming has never seen such an ancient thing.

If this is a product of civilization, I really want to kneel and lick the multiverse!

How old is the real world, the real civilization? Infinite, endless, ancient, ancient, ancient times, **** super ancient times, what happened?

***——

"Don't ask me! Don't want to ask, don't ask, don't get angry, don't get angry, don't feel happy!"

He Ming shrugged, and dealt with this piece of immortal soul material: first wrapped it with a luxury-grade red cloth, then kept it under the control of his own energy group, and finally hid it—unfortunately, it cannot be placed in a private space.

I don't know why, but He Ming vaguely felt that the idiot Sun Demon once put the soul immortal substance into his private space, and then its smile should have disappeared without a trace, and the old and extreme dwarf was yelling: " Grass, grass, grass!"

Immortality of the soul enters the private space, and immediately - hidden merit and fame!

(This is some memory of soul information)

After all, immortal soul matter is one of the most valuable things in the multiverse. The ultimate dream of space robbers and space robbers. none of them.

ps: the first update.