Chapter 791 Transformation of the Star

They actually knew that if Bai Mo really wanted such a position, even if he didn't take out the so-called jade seal to exchange, who would dare not give this face just by showing off his face.

Asking this question was nothing more than being polite.

"This vote is for the Mortal Empire."

"Are you really going to do this?" Kirkov was puzzled.

Others were also puzzled, including Ramdo himself.

Because the supporters behind the Mortal Empire were the True Cultivation Group headed by Ramdo.

They believed that there was a difference between immortals and mortals, and cultivators should be separated from the mortal society and not disturb each other.

And everyone knew that Ramdo had a very bad relationship with Bai Mo, almost to the point of being a mortal enemy. In terms of emotion and reason, Bai Mo should not give this vote to him.

"He just hates me, but I don't hate him."

"..."

When Bai Mo said this, they felt a little bit unbelievable.

For a long time, in the minds of all those in the Federation who still knew of his existence, Bai Mo was a cold and crazy image.

To achieve the goal, he would do anything.

Either he was setting a trap for others, or he was on the way to setting a trap for others.

For a moment, everyone suddenly found that Bai Mo had become a saint, and he could forgive such an enemy.

But in a flash, they understood the real meaning of Bai Mo's words.

"He has always been the one who beat people unilaterally, and he has never been beaten."

Some people who were familiar with the history before the Daoyuan era recalled the grievances between Bai Mo and Ramudo, and then they remembered that Bai Mo had always suppressed Ramudo...

"You..." Ramudo was very angry, but he didn't know what to say to get through this embarrassing scene.

He had never regarded a big enemy in his eyes as an enemy from beginning to end.

"You have neither hurt me nor caused me any loss, so why should I be hostile to you?" Bai Mo added a knife.

"On the contrary, I admire your talent. You are the most talented person I have ever seen in Shinto practice."

"..."

Bai Mo's words choked Ramudo completely speechless.

Others also fell into deep thought.

It was not because of Ramdo, but as "refugees" forcibly driven out of the earth by Bai Mo, they were more or less hostile to this tyrant.

As a result, today, I saw that I was unilaterally abused and did not even have the qualifications to be an enemy.

Of course, some people breathed a sigh of relief.

"This is the token of the electorate I left for the Mortal Empire." Bai Mo ignored their thoughts, put his left hand on his right shoulder, and gently "detached" his right hand.

There was no trace of blood on the broken right hand, only some faint blue electric light flashing.

Or it is not quite appropriate to describe it as a broken end, because the broken end is actually very smooth, and it is completely impossible to see that it was still connected to the body a few seconds ago.

The broken right hand seemed to still have its own life. The five fingers began to close together and stretch, slowly turning into the tip of the sword, stretching together, and the forearm also turned into a non-human, while the upper arm shrank inward and soon became a hilt.

In less than two seconds, the right hand that fell off Bai Mo's body completely turned into a cold and shining sword.

Bai Mo held the sword in his left hand and waved it twice casually, not paying any attention to the empty sleeve on his right side.

"Just call it the Cold Light Wave Sword."

Faced with this scene that seemed very strange to ordinary people, Kirkov and the others did not think there was anything wrong, because after reaching the level of True Immortal, missing a hand or a leg is just like losing a hair for ordinary people, not to mention that this is just a projection losing a hand.

Besides, just losing a hand does not affect the combat effectiveness of the True Immortal at all. Even the martial arts immortals who are most accustomed to physical attacks can grow eight hands and four legs at any time to become an eight-armed Arhat as long as they think about it.

Ordinary martial arts designed according to the normal human body structure are meaningless to a guy who can grow ten or eight hands at any time.

Two fists cannot beat four hands, let alone eight hands or sixteen hands.

...

"Give it to him." Bai Mo thought, and the Cold Light Wave Sword lightly held in his left hand turned into a wave and disappeared, and then reappeared beside Ramdo.

"A sword without an attack trajectory?" Ramdo grabbed the cold light wave sword with his hand.

After a few seconds of adjustment, he has completely controlled his emotions again.

No matter how much regret and remorse there is, it is meaningless at this time, and it will only affect important decisions.

When the cold light wave sword moves, it will approach at super high speed in the form of waves, and then transform into a material form again, appearing in the position where the opponent is least prepared.

There is basically no possibility for cultivators below the true immortal to block it.

Only the immortal-level existence who can change the body form at any time can completely block the attack from all directions of the cold light wave sword with a thousand changing postures.

The Mortal Empire is the force controlled by Ramdo behind the scenes, so Bai Mo threw the sword to him and asked him to pass it to the corresponding person.

...

"Give mortals a world, let's call it Huafan Star." Bai Mo once again turned on the random naming mode.

"I will give them twenty Daqian leader ships." Kirkov said.

"Each of you should arrange some people. Twenty ships will be enough."

When Yun Jie heard the three words "Hua Fan Xing", he remembered the conversation between the two in the cafe.

They suggested that every monk who wanted to advance to the fifth level should find time to temporarily seal off his spiritual energy and experience the "transformation" life of an ordinary person.

"From now on, the Mortal Transformation Star is prohibited from displaying extraordinary power and will be treated as a monk's mortal transformation area." Yun Jie added.

According to Kirkov's plan just now, Huafan Star is called a star, but in reality it will be a world composed of the internal spaces of twenty Great Thousand Leaders, with an area roughly equivalent to ten Earths.

As for the Mortal Empire, only one of its forces will temporarily control the Cold Light Wave Sword, which represents the mortal vote for the emperor.

In the future, if other mortals become more powerful, this electorate qualification will also have the opportunity to change hands.

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Taiyin phaseless sword.

Red blood mysterious light sword.

Haotian Thunder Fire Sword.

The sword of heaven and earth.

The Night Emperor Sword of the Underworld.

Tianhe tilted his sword.

After Bai Mo's Cold Light Wave Sword was born, swords representing the forces of the other six electors also appeared one after another.

They had already discussed how to allocate the remaining six electorate places.

Everyone knows how to use Bai Mo's hand to turn a sword into a sword, and in a blink of an eye, all the other swords are ready.

After all, it is a symbol of power that will be placed at the core of one's own power in the future. Only by casting it with one's own hands can there be no messy backhand in it.

"Then, who will be the first emperor?" Bai Mo used his right hand that had just grown back to gently take off his own head, and carelessly twisted it into an imperial crown.