Chapter 780 Immortality

"Uncle, who are you?"

Huo Lin almost blurted out such a sentence, but finally swallowed it back.

Because he discovered that the guy in front of him actually blocked his punch with only two fingers.

Although Huo Lin knew that he did not use much strength against this vulnerable mortal, it was not a trick that could be easily resolved with two fingers.

Unless the other party is also a true immortal, and he is also a martial arts immortal with a cultivation level higher than his own.

"You want to get involved in this matter?" Huo Lin was a little confused. Why did the real immortal in front of him want to protect this mortal who only knew how to have a bad mouth and did not know his own abilities and wanted to challenge all the monks.

"It's him?"

Apart from Huolin, Ramdo was the first to react.

In the past, he was almost completely ruined by Bai Mo. With the addition of deep hatred, Ramdo was naturally the first person to recognize Bai Ying's identity.

"Why is it him..."

Next are the projected Four Sacred Beasts, their old bosses who are more than a hundred years old, and the "Way of Heaven" that lies above their heads. You can recognize the aura that turns to ashes.

Even years after gaining freedom, when I saw that figure again, my body's instinct was still a little uncomfortable.

"Yes." Bai Mo's answer was extremely concise.

"Why?"

"This person is of some use to me."

"it works?"

Before Huolin finished speaking, a silver-white high-energy laser suddenly appeared from the void.

It happened to land on the spot where Wu Ling was resurrected, and the violent heat evaporated his mortal body in an instant.

Now, even the flesh and blood tissue has turned into a wisp of smoke and is nowhere to be found.

…

Following the source of power, Bai Mo saw that the person who had done the dirty trick was Ramdo.

"What you want, I will destroy." He showed a twisted smile.

"..."

Before Wu Ling could recover from his dazed state, he was killed by another light-speed attack.

After all, the gap between mortals and true immortals is so great that it is difficult to compare. With a mortal body, he can fight an immortal who is not serious for more than one round without dying. This is already worthy of his bragging for ten lifetimes.

In addition to power, the most important difference between immortals and mortals is actually the difference in perception of time.

For serious immortals, one second is already a very long concept, enough for them to fly dozens or even hundreds of kilometers, or to take action 1,800 times.

But in the eyes of ordinary people, one second is not even enough to take a deep breath before preparing to fight.

The two do not live in the same time dimension at all.

…

"This place is far, far away from the sun. No matter how strong you are now, the clones you can project are only on the same level as me."

After killing Wu Ling in a sneak attack, Ramdo also mocked him.

"Then I'll make it again."

Seeing the resurrected Wu Ling being whipped to death again, Bai Mo didn't have much emotion. He just pointed at Wu Ling being vaporized by laser.

The few wisps of green smoke remaining at the scene began to entangle and rotate around each other in this finger, like a creation in the void, once again "sculpting" Wu Ling's body.

"Can the dead come back to life?"

Ramdo was a little confused. He was very sure that the light from his sneak attack had completely wiped out all the vitality of that mortal.

In addition to the pure physical destructive power, the laser also contains more than 60 kinds of curses, which basically seals all the paths of suspended animation and reincarnation. Not to mention a mortal, even a sixth-level monk, can suffer this attack. None of them are lucky.

In order to anger Bai Mo, he directly put down his face and used a sneak attack to deal with a mortal, but he did not expect that he was unsuccessful.

"What's wrong with me?" Wu Ling, who was resurrected again, finally had a chance to think about his situation.

Huolin had just killed him so fast that the nerves didn't even have a chance to transmit pain signals to the brain, and the whole body had already exploded into a molecular state.

The last memory left to him was the darkness before his eyes.

Then Bai Mo revived Wu Ling. As soon as he opened his eyes and wanted to see what was going on with the "black out" just now, Ramdo's sneak attack had already killed him.

Like Huolin's attack, Ramdo's laser burned Wu Ling's brain to ashes before his pain signal was transmitted to his brain, so he could only feel his eyes going black again.

"Can you resurrect the dead?" Huo Lin's eyes suddenly turned eager as he looked at Bai Mo.

"Your family has been dead for too long." Bai Mo immediately guessed what he was thinking. Huolin wanted to ask himself if it was possible to resurrect his family members who were killed by the demon clan.

"..."

"Can you teach me? I will give you something in exchange for something that will make you tempted." A ghostly female figure quietly appeared behind Bai Mo.

That is the ghost fairy in the federal speaker's camp.

"Me too!"

A true immortal with a muscular back and a muscular body, and a full head of hair and beard, was also attracted by this resurrection technique and took the initiative to appear from the void.

"Sky Kill Star?" Kirkov recognized the other party, Sky Kill Star Yupo, an ascetic true immortal who did not care about worldly affairs. In this federal war, he did not take any side.

Yu Po is extremely self-centered and only responds to things he is interested in. No matter how others shout, he almost always turns a deaf ear.

"There's nothing to teach. This is not a spiritual technique." Bai Mo rejected the two people's kindness.

"If it's not spiritual magic, then what is it?"

Humanity has gone through so many years of war, and everyone has relatives and friends who died early. The appeal of resurrection to them is unimaginable.

"It's just the instinct of an eighth-level true immortal."

"Is it possible that resurrecting other people is also a talent spell inspired by you?" Huo Lin continued to ask.

"The mere existence of the eighth-level true immortal will passively assimilate and infect everyone and everything around him, so instead of killing this little guy Wu Ling, it is better to say that you killed one of my thoughts." Bai Mo explained. Makes everyone shudder.

"He is right. There is indeed a silent force that moisturizes things like the sun, but it is too weak and has been ignored by us unconsciously."

"One thousand four hundred and fifty-three years. If you stand next to me for one thousand four hundred and fifty-three years, you will be assimilated into my thoughts just like him. In other words, it will be an idea with self-awareness."

"Demon?"

"..."

"Are you kidding me?" Ramdo, who had lost face after being deceived by anger, seemed to be almost unable to hold back the golden light on his fists.

"Wu Ling is indeed useful to me, but it's a pity that it was Wu Ling who had never died before."

Death and luck disappear.

As a tool man, when Wu Ling was killed for the first time, the huge luck attached to him had already dispersed like wind and clouds, and he took the initiative to find a new host.

Therefore, he can no longer mobilize his luck and activate the realm of the end of law.

Bai Mo only discovered this when he resurrected him for the second time.