Liu Shuanghan's knowledge in the sea.
Unexpectedly lingering, panting like a cow, he never expected Liu Shuanghan's sea of knowledge to hide the incomparably powerful sacred thoughts.
The sacred thoughts, the condensed thoughts of the mighty saints, are unmatched in terms of attack and defense in the spirit system, and the super powers of the Dzogchen realm are also unimaginable.
When Qin Tian left the Castlevania, the Lord of the Castlevania was worried that he would be attacked by thoughts, leaving a thought in his mind to protect his sea of consciousness.
Qin Tian didn't notice it at all, just like Liu Shuanghan, if it weren't for Wutian to enter his sea of consciousness, trying to kill his mind, otherwise he didn't know that there was still a holy thought in the sea of consciousness.
Liu Shuanghan's expression was cold, his eyes were like thousand years of ice, his right fist was clenched, his nails were directly inserted into the palms, and the red blood kept dripping down.
Not because of pain, but because of hatred.
The soul was stripped from the body overnight, and when he woke up, he found that he had disappeared, leaving only a cloud of thoughts, which was packed in a dark bottle.
I don't know how many years have passed, but when he opened his eyes again to see the world, he was in this body.
There is flesh and blood, but it makes him feel nothingness, everything is like a misty illusion.
When that person's voice appeared in his mind for the first time, he suddenly realized that his current body was nothing but a dead body.
And from that moment, he desperately wanted to get a physical body and get rid of control.
For this reason, he kept working hard and cultivating continuously, searching every corner of the Tianyuan Continent, exploring the Netherworld Abyss, and entering the wild realm, just to find a way to cultivate a physical body.
During this period of time, he obeyed the order of "that person", established the Sky High faction and expanded his power.
That kind of mind seemed to be crawling with hundreds of millions of bugs, constantly devouring it, and the biting bitterness made him unbearable.
For decades, he didn't know how he survived.
Every time he endured that kind of pain, the hatred in his heart increased by one point, and the heart that wanted to get rid of control increased by another point.
Now, there was another holy thought in his mind. The anger in his heart almost made him lose his mind, his tongue bite and hemorrhage, and his nails|putting his nails into his palms, he still endured it.
"The ground is cracked..."
"The ground is cracked..."
"The ground is cracked..."
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Liu Shuanghan fell into madness, and the long sword in his hand slashed out swiftly, and the energy bounced from the barrier made his whole body cut like a knife.
Pain, numb.
"Rumble!!!"
The crack on the barrier has become the thick of the arm, and the violent force is unscrupulously released.
Liu Shuanghan's clothes were torn into cloth strips, and there were countless small scars on his body. Blood was flowing from the scars. The whole person was like a bloody man, extremely hideous.
"Wu Tian, get out of me..."
Liu Shuanghan looked up to the sky and roared, his eyes threw up sharply, and the wrinkles on his brows were like furrows.
Pain, need to vent.
And the Holy Mind in the Sea of Consciousness seemed to be induced by the anger in his heart, and displayed a powerful attack, directly smashing the evil force of the Heavenless Immortal.
Without the support of the undead evil power, Wutian couldn't support it at all, and instantly fled from Liu Shuanghan's sea of consciousness, feeling extremely embarrassed.
The moment Wutian disappeared, the holy thought in the sea of consciousness also suddenly disappeared.
Liu Shuanghan frowned, looking at Wutian not far away, his eyes gushing out of fire.
"The physical body of Dzogchen is great, isn't it?"
"Dzogchen is immortal, isn't it?"
"Does Dzogchen's physical body feel pain?"
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Liu Shuanghan slowly stepped forward step by step, saying a word every time he took, his eyes were hideous, and the corner of his mouth outlines the smiling face of death.
Wutian was startled, and backed slightly, looking at the crack in the barrier behind Liu Shuanghan, the pressure increased sharply, and fear rose in his heart.
He also knew in his heart that Liu Shuanghan was backed by a strong man, but he didn't expect to be a powerful saint, a saint stronger than his father.
"Liu Shuanghan, you can't kill me."
"My father still has the evil fruit of immortality, don't you want the real body? I can ask my father to help you..."
"Only if you admit defeat and withdraw from the game, I will beg your father to get rid of your control..."
Wutian's Adam's apple rolled for a while, and a powerful breath came to his face.
At this time, he clearly felt the gloomy murderous aura on Liu Shuanghan's body.
Liu Shuanghan stopped three feet away from Wutian, smiled gloomily, and said, "I am not dead? Dzogchen? I want to see how you do not die."
"Boom..."
The words just fell silent, running like thunder.
A stream of light flashed, and the long sword immediately pierced out.
The speed is as fast as lightning, the momentum is like a thousand thunder, and the powerful air-breaking force is released. The speed seems to be unrestricted, and it is extremely powerful.
Three feet away, too close.
It didn't take a blink of an eye, and in an instant, Liu Shuanghan's sword directly pierced Wutian's eyebrows.
The skin of the eyebrows broke a little bit, and the long sword could no longer pierce half a point.
The physical body of the Dzogchen realm, and the attacks below the Dzogchen realm will not cause substantial harm to Wutian at all.
"Liu Shuanghan, you can't kill me, haha..." Wutian burst into laughter arrogantly, frowned, fists into palms, and burst out.
Stabbed with a sword, only a little bit of flesh was injured.
The tens of thousands of disciples in the square were shocked. The elders of the Thousand Machines Sect and the Seven Palace Masters were shocked. They could not think that the disciples of the Thousand Machines Sect had cultivated Dzogchen flesh.
The cultivation of the physical body is far more difficult than the cultivation of qigong. The realm is improved, and the physical body will only be slightly strengthened. Dzogchen's physical cultivation is very difficult, and even the physical bodies of some mighty saints have not reached the realm of Dzogchen.
How could it be possible to cultivate a Dzogchen flesh body in the first order
Many people began to speculate about Wutian's identity, and some people began to suspect that he was transformed from a Tier 10 monster.
Monster beasts cultivate their physical bodies much faster than humans, so it is not surprising that Wutian has a Dzogchen physical body.
"See you, you can't kill me at all, haha..."
Wutian pointed to his forehead and shouted at Liu Shuanghan, his expression falling into madness.
"Not dead?"
"Don't you hurt?"
Liu Shuang said two words coldly, and then shouted, "Wild God Art, Ten Thousand Swords soaring into the sky!"
Thousands of swords soaring into the sky, tens of thousands of overlapping shadows, tens of thousands of swords intent, tens of thousands of epees.
For a time, the enchantment was full of phantoms of Liu Shuanghan, holding a long sword, like a god of death.
"Go back, all back!"
The four barrier elders showed panic, tens of thousands of sword intent, the barrier was almost bursting, and the sword intent that burst out of the cracks would lose control and would inevitably cause massive destruction.
God-level exercises, this is the power of God-level exercises.
The four elders did not dare to neglect. If the barrier broke down and hurt the innocent, they would definitely be blamed.
The disciples around the ring also felt the aura of danger and retreated madly, but their eyes were not willing to miss any details in the barrier.
"Liu Shuanghan, you have tried this trick in the Abyss of Ten Thousand Snakes. It didn't work for me. It must still be useless today." Wutian's heart tightened, and his body shook slightly.
Although Dzogchen’s physical body is extremely defensive, unless a powerful person in the Dzogchen realm takes action, his physical body will not be destroyed at all.
However, if the body does not die, it will feel pain.
It's like the sword that just suffocated him with pain, not fatal, but extremely painful.
How powerful is the power to break through the air, how can it be painless to resist
Facing the Wanwan Heavy Sword Intent, Wutian quietly looked at the crack in the barrier, his pupils suddenly shrinking.
He wants to escape!
Wutian has no chance of winning, and staying here will only cause Liu Shuanghan to continue to humiliate, so it is better to escape the enchantment by himself.
He made up his mind, Wutian's breath rose in vain, and made an aura that he wanted to fight to the end, staring at Liu Shuanghan, and said: "Come on, I have to see if your attack is strong or mine The undead body is strong."
After speaking, he moved his right foot lightly for half a step, ready to go.
"Humph… "
Liu Shuanghan hummed lightly, and ten thousand phantoms hummed at the same time.
"Want to escape?"
"I leave you nowhere to go to heaven and nowhere to go to earth today!"
Wu Tian's subtle movements have been seen through by Liu Shuanghan, and the anger in his heart has not been vented. How could Wu Tian leave so easily
No one can stop the mind to kill!
When Liu Shuanghan saw through, Wutian's expression changed, and his body rushed towards the crack in the barrier...
"Ten thousand swords reincarnation, kill, kill, kill!"
"Rumble..."
Wanwan's heavy sword intent came out in an instant, and directly turned into a violent breath to impact Wutian's Dzogchen's body, and then Wandao Jianying crazily layered down.
"Hey..."
"Hey..."
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When Wu Tian rushed to the enchantment, thousands of injuries had already appeared behind him, bloody and unbearable pain.
"Liu Shuanghan, I have never finished with you."
Wutian roared into the sky with anger, but did not dare to stop, both hands stretched out the barrier and carried all the power to break the barrier.
"Just let you go? No way."
Liu Shuanghan stepped out of the ring, and the ring was stunned, and the phantom flickered. He directly grabbed Wutian's right foot and flicked it violently, "Give me back to death."
Under the rage, his strength was fierce and powerful, Wutian's body was thrown heavily on the barrier, and he bounced off heavily. When he got up, his eyes fell into panic.
"Ten thousand swords reincarnation, kill, kill, kill!"
"Pouch..."
"Pouch..."
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The blood came out of his mouth, completely unrecognizable, there was not a good piece of meat on his body, even the "brother" under the crotch was bruised and blood flowed.
Dzogchen’s physical body fell into such a tragic situation that Wutian was probably the first person in history.
Immortal, but painful, unbearable pain.
The enchantment is extremely tragic.
Wutian, who was already on the ground in pain, said: "Give up... I... I give up..."
Liu Shuanghan didn't care at all, he kept trampling Wutian's body, venting his anger, and unknowingly consumed Qigong too much...
Qin Tian in the stands smiled coldly, "Continue to consume..."
The law enforcement referee did not reluctantly say loudly, "Liu Shuanghan wins, enter the next round..."
The referee's voice is like the most beautiful music in the world to Wutian.
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