Chapter 1712: Disadvantages
Chapter 1712 Disadvantages
"Bitch, what a howl." Cursing roared outside the ghost town, a group of old generals, blowing their beards and staring, their old faces were extremely dark.
Even the saints had their ears buzzing, not to mention the big ghosts and the little ghosts, covering their heads one by one, shaking them in place.
The voice came so abruptly that no one was prepared at all.
If it wasn't for fear of Ye Chen's strength, the people from all over the world would have rushed over, and for this number, they would have to clean up and fight to the death.
Regarding the abuse from all directions, Ye Chen just farted, holding the sword and continuing to dance, and where there are many people, he will gather there.
The faces of people from all over the world were instantly as black as coke, and the goods were intentional. The commotion in the middle of the night caused people to be blocked with sincerity.
However, they are still very curious about Naha's figure, this supernatural power is enough to pull the wind, and it is most practical to fight in groups.
Ye Chen stopped messing around, shaking his head, the thief was irritating.
Moreover, he is still very satisfied with the previous voice.
The blessing of the hegemony body is very fierce. If he integrates the attack of the primordial spirit, he dares to be sure that people will fall to the ground one by one.
He left, not returning to the ghost town, but heading straight into the distance.
Across the dark sky, you can still vaguely see the figure of Naha's body.
The body is too big and the body is too heavy, like a mountain like a mountain, so that every time the soles of the feet fall, the ground will tremble.
He is far enough away from the ghost town, and while walking, he realizes the essence of the hegemonic body, the divine power of the Holy Body, which is infinitely mysterious.
During the comprehension, he had stepped into a group of mountains without realizing it.
Then, I heard a rumbling sound, which was endless.
Looking into the distance, the figure of the tyrant is towering, the soles of the feet are too heavy, and the small peaks are collapsed by the footsteps.
In the depths of the mountains, he slowly stopped and closed his eyes gently.
Along the way, he really appreciates the power of the figure of the tyrant. If he encounters a group battle, he can sweep a thousand troops with one blow.
Of course, his brows were slightly wrinkled, this was not the hegemonic physique he wanted.
He hates the feeling of hiding in the body, and prefers the blood of the fist to the flesh, rather than the illusory domineering body in the middle.
The figure of the tyrant is very powerful, he does not deny this.
However, while being powerful, it also has fatal drawbacks.
Being in the figure of the tyrant body severely limited his speed, and the increase in strength was exchanged for this speed.
Increased strength, but weaker speed, this is the disadvantage.
Just imagine, in a battle with others, if you can't keep up with the speed of your opponent, no matter how strong your attack is, it will be the most painful if you can't hit anyone.
He is not questioning Dihuang's Divine Treasure, but this innate magical power, there is indeed a problem, the power and speed are seriously imbalanced.
He did not know that the ancestors of the Eucharist in all dynasties had noticed this drawback, and could he have found a countermeasure to overcome this drawback.
Thinking of this, he sat down with his knees crossed, Bao Xiang solemn.
He is secretly evolving, seeking a way to overcome his evils.
Equal emphasis on speed and strength, this is the most basic, Chu Xuan'er's words in those days, he has never forgotten, and will be used throughout his life.
This sitting is for three days, and he has never moved for three days.
It wasn't until the fourth day that the huge hegemony body hummed.
Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it shrank one inch and one inch was compressed.
From a hundred zhang huge, it was reduced to ninety zhang, then eighty zhang, seventy zhang, sixty zhang, fifty zhang, forty zhang.
This process was very slow and took nine days.
On the tenth day, the figure of the tyrannical figure, which was a hundred feet long before, has shrunk to the size of a normal person, as big as Ye Chen.
Looking closely, it covered Ye Chen's body, like an illusory armor, lingering with thunder, very unstable.
Ye Chen's expression was solemn, and he even said that he was crazy. He was scolded lightly in his heart, but he pressed the figure of the domineering body into his body.
In other words, he and the figure of the hegemony were integrated into one.
A tragic scene appeared, his holy body cracked open, holy blood spurted out of the gap, and the holy bones were also broken inch by inch.
At this moment, he was like a blood man, bleeding all over his body.
The figure of the tyrant is too strong. He was originally a foreign minister, but he was pressed into the body. The body of flesh and blood could not bear the powerful force.
"Break up and stand, give me transformation, give me Nirvana."
Ye Chen gritted his teeth, with blue veins exposed on his forehead, roaring and roaring in his heart, his face full of madness.
If the Eucharist ancestors are here, they must think he is crazy.
He was indeed mad, the Eucharist of all ages, did just that.
Melting the body and the figure into the body, if not, the holy body will be exploded. This is the behavior of a lunatic, and it is also a gamble with life.
But he is a lunatic, and he does crazy things all the way.
In the end, he was unable to withstand the domineering power.
His body burst apart, blood and bones sticking to blood and bones, blown into blood mist, bloody pictures, shocking.
A good person, but was smashed into blood like this.
The surrounding gravel, gravel, rock walls, flowers, plants, and trees were all splashed with his holy blood, and every drop was dazzling.
The deep mountain, because of his explosion, fell into a deadly tranquility.
The gloomy wind began to wreak havoc, and the ghosts and ghosts crawled out one by one, as if smelling blood, and their faces were terrifying.
However, before they could get close to Ye Chen's blood, they were crushed into ashes by an inexplicable force, and the mourning continued.
A strange scene appeared, but seeing the blood spattered by Ye Chen, every drop of blood was flowing, approaching each other and blending together.
Soon after, drops of golden blood gathered together.
The piece of holy blood was squirming, slowly gathering flesh and blood, condensing the holy bones, and after that, it became the internal organs again.
The bursting Ye Chen was resurrected and cast a holy body again.
He still crossed his knees, like an old monk sitting in meditation without opening his eyes.
His expression was as calm as water, with strands of long black hair swaying with the yin wind, dyed with strands of golden divine brilliance.
"Pa body, open." Soon, he heard a light scolding.
Immediately, his holy body trembled, and the surface of his body was torn by lightning.
Looking at the center of his eyebrows, there are nine more lines on top of the exclusive divine pattern of the Holy Body, each of which is golden light.
There are also terrifying pictures in his body. The limbs and bones, the internal organs, the strange meridians and the eight meridians are all depicted with runes.
His holy blood, every drop, is spitting out mysterious power.
His long hair, while floating, turned into golden strands.
Behind him, a vision also appeared, intertwined and outlined.
A mysterious and ancient force, centered on him, spread infinitely in all directions, causing the mountain to collapse.
At this point, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He succeeded and successfully integrated the figure of the tyrant into his body. The so-called drawbacks also disappeared in Nirvana.
"His hegemonic state is infinitely close to the limit of blood succession. Your younger generation is indeed stronger than you." On the top of Jie Ming Mountain, Emperor Ming smiled leisurely, and there was a look of relief in the emperor's eyes.
"I said that he will be the most amazing desolate body." Di Huang smiled and was also touched by Ye Chen's astonishment.
Even he did not dare to try to integrate the figure of the tyrant into his body.
To die and then to be reborn is the true transformation of Nirvana.
Ye Chen has seen it very thoroughly, and it is precisely because of this awareness that he has achieved what the Holy Communion of all generations has not done.
He created a new divine treasure and overcame the disadvantages of hegemony.
Infinitely close to the limit of blood, what a domineering state, how many times stronger than the figure of Naha.
PS: This book is called "Supreme Immortal Emperor" in Migu, and it is called "Xianwu Emperor Zun" elsewhere.