At that time, I was still thinking, how could there be such a big finger. But later, I saw the bones of Chi You that were hundreds of thousands of miles long, and now I saw a huge heart that was one-thousandth the size, with a height of 100 meters.
From this point of view, palms as large as tens of miles are nothing.
However, imagination is completely different from reality. When you see the palm of your hand covering the sky and pressing your head down, it feels like you have become a grandson monkey described by Wu Chengen.
Back then, the monkey was held down by the palm of the Tathagata for five hundred years, and the feeling of the moment I wanted to come is the same as I am now.
However, Comrade Sun has a bald donkey to rescue, so who can I help? Who can be my Guanyin
Facing the huge palm, Ji Sun didn't feel anything. I was very anxious, and quickly reminded him: "Hurry up and get away! Waiting to be crushed to death!"
"It can't hold me down." Ji Sun's voice is very indifferent, but full of extreme self-confidence, which is somewhat similar to Lien Daozhen. In other words, all powerful people have strong self-confidence.
But Ji Sun is not afraid, I am afraid! Who knows if he is bragging? What if you are really crushed to death! Without the god of Jisun, would I become a lunatic? Can you still have a baby
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It seems that even if there is the god of Jisun, I can't have children...
In this regard, Ji Sun replied again: "Its power this time is no different from the previous times, so don't worry."
"The first few times?" I was even more surprised: "Has this palm been slapped several times?"
Ji Sun did not answer, because the vision was transferred to the corpse again. For some reason, the corpse is more irritable than Ji Sun. It was full of icy breath gushing out, looking up at the giant palm slowly falling from the sky, the black light in its eyes was extremely bright. In that bright, the unexpected contained a little impatience.
The corpse seems to be more humane than before... Could it be that it has evolved again
I was guessing, but saw the corpse open its big white mouth and let out a silent roar at the giant palm in the sky. In Ji Sun's simple world, you can see layers of faint waves passing by. The fluctuation is not obvious, the power is also very weak, and it cannot have any impact on the nature of the world.
Immediately afterwards, I saw the Wuwen in the arm of the corpse, and it moved faster. They combined six big runes like lightning, and then merged into one, soaring into the sky.
That incredibly complicated Malay script is actually a thick black light in the real world. It's just the top of this light, like a fist. I immediately knew that the corpse's control of the witch's arm had indeed taken a step further.
When Lien Daozhen and I came here before, it could only emit a black light, but now, it can make the appearance of the light more delicate. Lian Dao was right. The next time I saw the corpse, it would not be easy to deal with it again.
However, there is no grievance between us and the corpse, so naturally there is no need to dispute with it.
That black light, tens of meters thick, turned into the top of a fist, but it was only nearly a hundred meters in radius. Compared with the huge palm of dozens of miles, it is not a level at all.
With fists, the world seemed to stand still. But after a moment, the whole world shook crazily. A lot of fluctuations raged wildly in the simple world. The power of this wave is enough to affect the nature of the world, and there are several lines that have been destroyed.
What surprised me was that Ji Sun’s simple world could not see through the essence of the giant palm. There was a faint breath enveloping the outside of the palm, which hindered Ji Sun's analysis. Therefore, what the real world is, and what the giant palm is still like in the simple world.
Even Ji Sun couldn't see through it, and it was even more impossible for me to understand. Moreover, the palm of his hand is so big that it completely covers the field of vision. I can't see what is behind the giant palm.
Will it be at the back, with thicker arms? Huge face? Or even a giant hundreds of miles tall
I thought that the black light of the corpse was so thin that the moment it must be touched would be shot away. But what I never expected was that the fist abruptly withstood the whereabouts of the palm. The magical power full of terrifying aura continuously gushed from the ice mist where the corpse was, causing the giant palm to tremble constantly, but it could not continue to be suppressed.
At this time, a wave of fluctuations spread from the ice mist, and the icy breath was swept away. I saw that the corpse was looking at this side, his mouth opened wide, as if yelling in anger.
I thought that Ji Sun's indifferent and ruthless thoughts would not change because of the corpse's anger. However, he moved.
I was surprised, because Ji Sun raised his head and looked up at the giant palm, he stretched out his hand, yellow lights came from all directions, and then turned into countless silk threads and scattered.
These yellow light strips, which were as thin as less than a centimeter, rushed into the sky one by one. They just fit together, looking from Ji Sun's perspective, what you see is not a line, but a knife.
A yellow-orange-orange knife...
It is said that it is a small knife, but in fact it is thousands of meters long and hundreds of meters wide. There is no handle. From top to bottom, it is a knife.
This knife, in my eyes, cut to the giant palm held by the corpse like a bolt of lightning.
So far, everything I have seen before my eyes has surprised me, and at the same time I can't understand it.
Ji Sun, ruthless, would help the corpse
I couldn't help asking him: "What agreement did you reach with the corpse?"
"No." Ji Sun replied.
"Then why do you want to help him resist the giant palm?" I asked very puzzled.
"This giant palm actually came to me." Ji Sun answered calmly.
I was stunned, and asked: "It's coming to you? If it's coming to you, why would the corpse help you?"
"If it doesn't make a move, I won't make a move." Ji Sun replied: "I am the god of Ji Sun, I won't be slapped to death by this palm, but those corpses won't survive.
I was stunned, and then remembered that when I met Ji Sun, the corpse was not too powerful. But for the two corpses who hunted it down, they dared to say "no" to Ji Sun. This shows that the corpse takes the lives of its own species very seriously. I can be chased by the corpse, but you can't kill the corpse in front of me. This is a very weird behavior, which can only be attributed to the nature of unanimous external and endless civil war.
At the same time, I am also speechless... Ji Sun is so black? Use the lives of these weird corpses to coerce the corpses to take the initiative to help. The corpse yelled at him just now, probably not wishing him to help, but saying: "Can you get out of here..."
Of course Ji Sun wouldn't get out. He also wanted to continue to study Witch's arm in order to get more opportunities for verification of his own analysis.
If I were a corpse, I must have a fight with Ji Sun first. Either you die or I live, otherwise it would be too uncomfortable to be calculated like this every day. The palace of the corpse is very deep, even Daozhen and Asan have been calculated by it. However, Ji Sun uses Yangmou, which is very open and honest, and does not need to play with any means or psychological games.
"It can't beat me." Ji Sun replied in his mind.
Our two thoughts were the same. He knew what I was thinking, so he took the initiative to answer this question. This answer is not to show off anything, just because Ji Sun is very upright and likes to tell the truth.
In fact, I also understand that if the corpse could beat him, he would have done it a long time ago, and he would have waited until now.
Two flowers bloom, one on each table.
The knife made of yellow light silk slammed crazy on the little finger of his palm. The reason why it is said to be impact rather than cutting is because the knife broke at the edge of the hand when it touched the palm of the hand. The so-called blade is actually countless threads. Those yellow light threads kept breaking, making the knife look like it had been knocked apart in the middle.
"The power of the palm has increased by one tenth."
Ji Sun's judgment came in his mind, and then, I saw him wave his hand and another yellow knife appeared, still rushing towards the giant palm frantically.
This time, although the knife trembles, it is like compressed rubber. After the cutting edge was sunken, it bounced immediately. That huge force caused countless silk threads to cut into the little thumb of the giant palm in an instant.
A whole little finger that was several miles wide was cut off in the blink of an eye. Seeing that huge finger fall, I couldn't help letting out a cry of exclamation. Of course, this voice only exists in his mind, and only Ji Sun can hear it.
What was shocking was that the finger continued to turn into yellow light as it fell. Before it fell to the ground, Ji Sun waved his arm slightly, and saw the large thick yellow light spread out like being blown by the wind.
I was extremely surprised and said: "How can this become light?"
"Not a real palm." Ji Sun said: "It's just like a palm."
"Palm wind?" I was horrified to the extreme.
In the sky, those tens of miles of large palms are actually just palm winds, not entities at all? However, no matter where you look at it, it is no different from a real palm!
What kind of creature is it that can even hold the wind so terrifying
Even Daozhen Wudiquan is close to the world's invincible. His fist wind can kill people hundreds of meters away, but compared with the giant palm that he saw in front of him, it is simply a world.
Ji Sun is even more scary than Lien Daozhen. He said: "The frequency of palms is getting faster and faster these times. According to inference, the real palm should be close."
I was silent, just holding the wind, so powerful. If it is a real palm shot, can Ji Sun be able to stop it
At this time, I understood what it meant to be the palm of the initial imperial tomb.
For the sake of longevity, Emperor Shi drew strange people and strangers in the world, and even witches were invited. The man of God took it with one palm and destroyed everything. This seems to be very ordinary. But in fact, if there weren't so many powerful figures present, the palm of the god-man would probably have directly shot the entire Mausoleum of the First Emperor without even scum. Rather than as it is now, there are still some traces.
God man, God man!
At this moment, I really understand what a god-man is! (End of this chapter)