There is no so-called beauty of muscle strength, only a poor porcelain that is about to burst.
In terms of pure volume, the Yangyan River has completely exceeded the tolerance of Bai Mo's projection, and he will blow up the whole thing at any time.
"boom!"
Bai Mo's right hand exploded first, turning into a flower of flesh and blood, and spiritual energy spilled out from the damaged position.
"Bang bang bang!"
Immediately afterwards, his right foot, left hand, and left foot also exploded one after another.
"boom!"
In the end, his whole body was blown up. In the place of the original white ink, there was only a flesh and blood outline that could barely be seen as a human being.
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However, neither Edward Teach nor Yinghuo, a giant hundreds of meters tall, did not relax because of the destruction of the white ink projection.
The aura oppressing them has not diminished in the slightest, on the contrary, it has increased after the explosion.
The next moment, Bai Mo's body seemed to go back in time, the burst head was reassembled, and the limbs and torso were also restored.
"boom!"
But five seconds later, his head exploded again.
"..."
"Don't pay too much attention to these." After recovering from the state of minced meat again, Bai Mo said to the two of them lightly.
His body is constantly repeating the cycle of being exploded - recovering - being exploded - recovering again.
The black mist above the head is constantly devouring, and it comes from the continuous power provided by the river of Yang Yan.
As for the power from the earth body far away, it became the guarantee for his rebirth again and again. The power of Bai Mo's projection is not enough, and he can maintain the middle of the sixth level, but the essence of the ghost fairy allows him to replenish the upper limit of power almost instantly.
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"Can we start?" Yinghuo, who had become huge, asked.
Although it seems that the volume of this strange projection of white ink is only one percent of its own size, it does not dare to take it lightly.
Because this projection, which was crazily charged by the River of Sun Flame, not only has a power fluctuation not inferior to his own, but also gradually shows signs of overpowering him with the shattering and rebirth again and again.
"My power projection limit on Mars is only level 66, so I can only rely on some external force."
Level 66 corresponds to 6-6 in the federal power grading system, but because it is not easy to read literally as six bars and six, many people, including Bai Mo, are used to directly calling level 66.
"Level 66 is indeed not enough."
"So, do you want to experience the feeling of level 69.99?" Bai Mo said jokingly.
He was still in charge of the foundation of the federal rating system back then, and the upper limit of the sixth level in the design was only 6-9, that is, level 69.
"Coincidentally, I'm also level 69.99." Tiqi put on a posture.
Originally, Yinghuo was the only one who paid a lot of money to buy white ink to challenge, but now he also got involved.
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Black flames full of despair erupted from Tiqi's body, and soon covered his whole body like armor, not even letting go of his eyes.
At his level, even if he doesn't use eyes, he still has a lot of excellent spirit detection skills, which are completely sufficient to replace the visual observation function of eyes.
Tiqi's special avatar turned into a giant black beast more than ten meters high and tens of meters long.
The behemoth's heart was pounding, if there were beings below the third level around without the protection of the life field, the internal resonance alone would be enough to cause them all to internally bleed to death.
Yingzhuo turned into a giant, Tiqi turned into a giant beast, and the roles just happened to be reversed.
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"One knife." Bai Mo said, "I only have one knife."
"You want to kill us with one blow?"
Yingzhuo was aroused a little annoyed by Bai Mo's contempt, and it picked up a fist as big as a house, ready to give him a little color.
It admits that the body of the alien lord is far more powerful than itself, but what stands in front of it now is just a projection that is as powerful as itself.
What's more, there is a Tiqi who is also bottomless next to him, and it is absolutely impossible to kill the two of them with one blow.
"Did you use a knife?" Tiki, who was more familiar with Bai Mo's words than Yinghuo, who understood Bai Mo's words as provocation, asked such a question.
"I don't need it, but it's good to change my hand." Bai Mo used his vacant left hand, and swiped it from the chest to the sky.
This time, what was reborn from the explosion was no longer a human arm, but a gigantic Zhanjian knife radiating fiery psionic light.
The long knife, which was nearly ten meters long, seemed a bit abrupt when it was attached to Bai Mo, who was only over two meters long.
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"Wanxiang, is this the seventh-order power?" Tiqi discovered from Bai Mo's unreserved demonstration that the long knife was completely obtained by rearranging the molecular structure of matter.
Through large-scale modifications at the micro level, incredible changes from arms to zhanjiandao have been achieved.
Bai Mo didn't choose to answer Tiqi's question with words, but made a knife silently.
quick!
They barely sensed a flash of white light, and subconsciously defended.
It's a pity that the defense was in vain. Tiqi's leg and Yingzhuo's arm flew out directly.
"Tear!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The sound of slashing did not erupt at the same time until the severed limbs of the two hit the ground heavily.
The knife in Bai Mo's hand was too fast, and the sonic boom couldn't keep up with his chopping speed.
"This is my sword technique - Wujian."
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"I can understand the speed, but why can I completely ignore the hardness of my body?"
Not only was Tiqi, whose leg was cut off, not angry or afraid, but he was full of curiosity about what happened to him.
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For these monsters standing at the top of the sixth level and possessing countless life-saving secrets, it is really nothing to have a leg cut off, and it can be recovered by picking it up casually.
He picked up the leg that fell on the ground, blew the ashes stuck to the incision with the fire of despair, and then put it back in place as if nothing had happened.
Yinghuo on the other side was also lost in thought. He was using his unique ability to scan the abnormally smooth cut surface on his shoulder, trying to find out the principle of Bai Mo's knife.
Both temporarily ignored the moon in the sky, which was still rushing towards Mars.
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"Power acts on both the macro and micro levels.
Erasing a city and blowing up a star are all macroscopic and quantitative manifestations.
But at the same time, power also has microcosmic, or precision, qualitative performance.
If a city is razed to the ground, what is left is a ruin full of debris, or a plain with only sand, gravel and steel powder left. This is two levels in terms of power precision.
If the sixth-order precision is at the cellular level, then the seventh-order is at the molecular and atomic level.
Special substances that are seamless and extremely strong even at low precision, such as your body.
Once enlarged to the high precision of the atomic level, the atomic knife formed by my hand can still easily find the huge gaps between those molecules.
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