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Even though the world of Gui Xing Po is not complete, the power of one side of the world is not something that an ordinary warrior can bear.
When this tyrannical coercion is about to attack someone, even if the other person is a Dzogchen master of the Yangshen Realm who is only one step away from breaking through to the Heaven and Earth Realm, he will collapse to the ground involuntarily.
But what happened was that he faced two extraordinary warriors.
When the power of heaven and earth came, Leng Chuluo, who turned into mist with his body, had no effect at all. On the contrary, the purple mist flashing with thunder and lightning spread faster.
As for Lin Mo, when he suddenly suffered from the pressure of the world, he did stumble and almost fell to the ground, but it was also because of this mysterious and powerful pressure.
Lin Mo instantly gained a deeper understanding of the super-limited exercise "Three Levels of Mind Cultivation" that had been running on its own.
This three-layered cultivation of the mind includes the techniques of cultivating the mind in three ways.
The first level: knowing the mind and seeing nature, directly pointing to the original heart. The heart is like a bright mirror, not a trace of dust, the heart is condensed like a knife, cutting off all obstacles.
The second level: the heart of an innocent child, the harmony of yin and yang, the combination of strength and softness; to achieve the unity of nature and man, the heart of an innocent child, and the great perfection of mind.
The third level: "The heart is infinite and the heart tolerates everything." No matter how strong his pressure is, I can tolerate it. My heart is infinite, so naturally I cannot be oppressed and collapse.
As the boss who gave this technique, Luo Feng, his state of mind has transcended these three routes and reached his own fourth route.
There is no need to strengthen the heart, because the heart is naturally like the vast starry sky and cannot be shaken; there is no need to resist the illusion, because the illusion is even more vulnerable than the real universe.
Lin Mo didn¡¯t have any ulterior thoughts in his heart, nor was he prepared to regard the entire world as his enemy at every turn, but at this moment he was facing targeted oppression from heaven and earth.
His first feeling was nothing more than this.
If the power of the heaven and earth realm is a manifestation of spiritual evolution, then this impatience-filled sense of oppression at this time also shows that Gui Xingpo, the master of the heaven and earth here, the Splitting Wind Fist Sect, is really anxious.
Immediately, two colorful blades appeared in Lin Mo's charming purple pupils, and his rickety body gradually straightened up, and he even looked up directly at the vast and endless sky.
Facing the even more powerful pressure, not only did the fire energy around him explode more fiercely, it also caused the blade of his heart knife hidden in his eyes to be covered with a layer of pale flames.
This flame is the more refined Nanming Lihuo!
At this time, Gui Xingpo had focused all his attention on Lin Mo. He was everywhere in this world and nowhere to be found, but he felt that those weird purple pupils were locking onto him.
He seemed to see another person in those eyes, a lawless fanatic, the Demonic Lord Ming Moxuan.
The two have the same eyes, that pure pride, and a kind of loneliness that ignores the common people.
But there were some differences between the two. He found that there was something more in the eyes of this heavenly king than that of Ming Moxuan, which made him tremble with great terror.
He saw two knives, the heart blade condensed from the heart!
At this moment, Lin Mo narrowed his eyes slightly, and the pair of heart knives stained with Nanming Lihuo suddenly burst out! Fight heart to heart, cut the sky with a sword!
Ah~~~!
A shrill scream seemed to come from heaven and earth, but neither Lin Mo nor Leng Chuluo cared to pay attention to the origin of the scream.
Lin Mo used the power of the Yang God to control the fire storm that shot up into the sky and dispersed it. At the same time, the purple thunder mist that seemed to be everywhere made bursts of thunder!
The fusion of flame and thunder is also the perfect condensation of formless fire and impermanent thunder!
? Explosive beauty, the power of fire and thunder that destroys the world completely bursts out in this second!
Moko Wuliang¡¤Fire and Thunder Hell!
Because Guixing Soul, who was injured by the Heart Blade, had no time to stop it, because what caught his eyes was the endless hell that covered the world and was filled with blazing fire and destructive thunder!
The earth began to tremble, all the gravel had dissipated, and the originally cold wind was completely reduced to nothingness in the continuous scattering of fire and thunder.
Until the sky suddenly broke into a corner, what was revealed was not an endless black hole, but another world.
Lin Mo and Leng Chuluo, who were standing in the center of the Flame and Thunder Hell, looked at each other and their figures disappeared. After reappearing, they were already several miles away from the Dream Imperial City.
In front of the two of them was Gui Xingpo, who was lying on his back like a broken doll. There were countless cracks in his body, and some flames and lightning were constantly spilling out of it. It looked very strange and dangerous.
"You" Returning to the Star Soul is difficult? He stood up, regardless of his injuries, looked at Lin Mo and Leng Chuluo with red eyes, and opened his mouth to say something.
But at this moment, a bloody light flew from far to near, beheading Gui Xingpo who had just barely stood up, and then fell obediently into Lin Mo's palm.
This is exactly the blood that Lin Mo threw aside casually at the beginning.
A little red man appeared through the blood-stainless evil energy, standing on Lin Mo's shoulder and said seriously: "My lord, the discarded red beauty is a tragedy that cannot be reproduced in the human world.
Only the long flow of blood in the hands of the Lord can saturate this vast land. "
Lin Mo¡¯s eyes trembled slightly. He probably understood Xue Bushang¡¯s words, that is, it¡¯s not good for you to just throw me away. You can¡¯t do that next time.
And just when he was about to say a few words of comfort to Xue Bu Ran, he saw the headless corpse of Gui Xing Po exploded directly, and a beam of light filled with flames and thunder shot straight into the sky!
But Leng Chuluo on the side suddenly pointed out a finger, and purple thunder gathered at his fingertips. An even more tragic howl appeared inexplicably where the finger struck.
A looming shadow of the Yang God completely turned into nothingness under Leng Chuluo's Taiqing God-killing finger.
Lin Mo let out a long sigh of relief and said, "It's really difficult to deal with a seriously injured person in the Heaven and Earth Realm. I almost let him escape."
Leng Chuluo was also released from the state of Sanqing Shen Shen and totem possession at this moment. While taking the elixir and feeding it to Bai Shuang, who was a little wilted, he nodded and said:
¡°That¡¯s true. With your current strength and our best efforts, we probably can¡¯t kill an intact early-stage Heaven and Earth Realm person.
So what are you going to do next? "
Lin Mo looked at the good and evil twins who appeared not far away, took a deep breath and said, "Wait, I'll faint first before talking."
Leng Chuluo had a puzzled look on his face, and then he saw that after Lin Mo put away the good and evil twins, his aura continued to fall, until he returned to the early stage of the Zhenwu realm, but his whole body seemed to have epilepsy and kept twitching.
Finally, he rolled his eyes and passed out completely.
Leng Chuluo then realized that it was probably because Lin Mo had to bear the pain of two people transforming into the late stage of the Yangshen realm at once.
He then carefully set up a formation around him, and then looked at Huan Cangyuan, who was still in mid-air following Miewudao.
At this moment, Leng Chuluo's eyes were a little complicated and confused, but more of a hesitation that was difficult to decide. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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