"Bitch, why are you howling?" There were curses outside the ghost city, and a group of old underworld generals were blowing their beards and staring, their old faces were very dark.
Even the saints' ears were buzzing, not to mention the big devils and little devils. They all covered their heads and shook on the spot.
The voice came so unexpectedly that no one was prepared at all.
If they weren't afraid of Ye Chen's power, people from all over would have pounced on him. They would have to deal with this guy and beat him to death.
In response to the insults from all directions, Ye Chen just ignored them and continued to dance with his sword. Moreover, he would join in wherever there were people.
The faces of the people around him instantly turned as black as charcoal. That guy did it on purpose. He was causing trouble in the middle of the night and was sincerely trying to cause trouble for others.
However, they were still very curious about the figure with a halo body. This magical power was quite impressive and was most practical in group fights.
Ye Chen stopped making trouble and shook his head. He was so irritating.
Moreover, he was still very satisfied with his previous voice.
The blessing of the hegemonic body is very fierce. If it is combined with the attack of the soul, he is sure that people will fall to the ground one by one.
He left, not back to the ghost town, but straight into the distance.
Across the dim sky, one could still vaguely see the domineering figure, which was a hundred feet tall and dazzling with golden light.
The body is too big and the body is too heavy, like a mountain, so that every time the sole of the foot falls, the ground will tremble.
He was far enough away from the ghost town, and while walking, he understood the essence of the Overlord Body, the innate magical power of the Holy Body, and its endless mysteries.
During his meditation, he unknowingly stepped into a group of mountains.
Then, I heard a series of rumbling sounds that kept coming.
Looking from a distance, one can see the majestic silhouette of the overbearing figure. The soles of his feet are too heavy, and the small mountain peaks collapsed after being stepped on one after another.
When he reached the depths of the mountains, he slowly stopped and gently closed his eyes.
Along the way, he truly realized how powerful the Overlord figure was. If he encountered a group battle, he could sweep away thousands of troops with one strike.
However, he frowned slightly, this was not the dominating body he wanted.
He hates the feeling of hiding in a body, and prefers the warm blood of fists to the flesh, rather than the illusory domineering body in the middle.
The domineering figure was very powerful, he did not deny this.
However, while it is powerful, it also has fatal drawbacks.
Being in the domineering figure severely limited his speed, and the increase in strength was obtained in exchange for this speed.
The strength is increased, but the speed is weakened. This is the disadvantage.
Just imagine, in a battle with someone, if you can't keep up with the opponent's speed, no matter how powerful your attack is, it will be ineffective and it will be the most painful if you can't hit the person.
He was not questioning Dihuang's divine treasure, but there was indeed something wrong with this innate magical power, and there was a serious imbalance between power and speed.
He wondered whether the ancestors of the Holy Eucharist in the past generations had ever noticed this shortcoming, and whether they had found any countermeasures to overcome this shortcoming.
Thinking of this, he sat cross-legged and looked solemn.
He is secretly evolving, seeking ways to overcome his shortcomings.
Paying equal attention to speed and strength is the most basic thing. He has never forgotten Chu Xuan'er's words back then and will use them throughout his life.
He sat here for three days and never moved during those three days.
It wasn't until the fourth day that the huge hegemonic body buzzed and trembled.
Then, the hundred-foot-long thing was shrinking inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye.
From a huge one hundred feet, it shrank to ninety feet, then eighty feet, seventy feet, sixty feet, fifty feet, and forty feet.
This process was very slow and took nine days.
On the tenth day, the previously hegemonic figure of a hundred feet in size had shrunk to the size of a normal human being, like Ye Chen.
Looking carefully, it covered Ye Chen's body, like a pair of illusory armor, lingering with thunder and very unstable.
Ye Chen's expression was solemn, even crazy, and he was scolded in his heart. He suddenly pressed the overbearing figure into his body.
In other words, he and the Overlord figure merged into one.
A tragic scene appeared. His holy body burst into cracks, holy blood spurted out from the gaps, and the holy bones were broken inch by inch.
At this moment, he was like a bloody man, with blood all over his body.
The domineering figure was too strong. He was originally the external minister, but he pressed it into his body. His flesh and blood body could not bear the powerful force.
"After breaking and standing, give me transformation and give me nirvana."
Ye Chen gritted his teeth, and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He was screaming and roaring in his heart, and his face was full of madness.
If any of the Holy Body ancestors were here, they would definitely think that he was crazy.
He is indeed crazy, this is what the holy bodies of all ages have done.
If the figure of the Fusion Tyrant Body enters the body, maybe the holy body will be burst. This is the behavior of a lunatic, and it is also a gamble with one's life.
But he is a madman, and he does crazy things along the way.
In the end, he couldn't withstand the overbearing power.
His body suddenly shattered, and the blood and bones stuck to the bones and exploded into a bloody mist. The bloody scene was shocking.
A good person was turned 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 mountains fell into a deathly silence due to his explosion.
The evil wind began to rage, and lonely ghosts crawled out, as if they smelled the smell of blood, and their faces were ghastly and terrifying.
However, before they could get close to Ye Chen's blood, they were crushed into ashes by an inexplicable force and kept wailing.
A strange scene appeared, but every drop of Ye Chen's splashed 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, congealing into holy bones, and then the internal organs.
Ye Chen, who exploded, was resurrected and cast a holy body again.
He still crossed his legs, sitting in meditation like an old monk, without opening his eyes.
His expression was as calm as water, and his long black hair swayed in the wind, dyed with golden brilliance.
"Hegemony, open." Soon, he heard a slight scolding from him.
Immediately, his holy body trembled, and thunder and lightning tore his body surface.
Looking at the center of his eyebrows again, there are nine more lines on the exclusive divine lines on the holy body, all of which are shining with golden light.
There is also a terrifying scene inside his body. His limbs, bones, internal organs, and eight meridians are all inscribed with runes.
Every drop of his holy blood is absorbing mysterious power.
His long hair turned into golden strands while floating.
Behind him, there are also visions appearing, intertwined and outlined.
A mysterious and ancient force, with him as the center, spread infinitely in all directions, causing the mountain to collapse.
Only then did a smile appear on the corner of his mouth.
He succeeded and successfully integrated the domineering figure into his body. The so-called disadvantages also disappeared in Nirvana.
"The state of his hegemonic body is infinitely close to the limit of blood inheritance. You, the younger generation, are indeed stronger than you." On the top of Jie Ming Mountain, Emperor Ming smiled leisurely, with a look of relief in his eyes.
"I said that he will be the most amazing ancient holy body." Di Huang smiled, and was also touched by Ye Chen's amazement.
Even he didn't dare to try to integrate the Overlord figure into his body.
Surrendering oneself to death is the true transformation of Nirvana.
Ye Chen has seen it extremely clearly, and it is precisely because of this realization that he has been able to do what all generations of saints have not been able to do.
He created a new divine treasure and overcame the shortcomings of the hegemonic body.
Infinitely close to the limit of blood inheritance, what a domineering state it is, many times stronger than that domineering figure.
This book is called Supreme Immortal Emperor in Migu, and elsewhere it is called Immortal Emperor Zun.