He knew it a long time ago.
This universe may not be friendly to beings above the seventh level.
Every existence that tries to step into the taboo field will be targeted by a certain cold will, and then eroded by the power of Taoism.
Whether it is Yuan Wuchu or Bai Mo, they have all experienced this kind of icy power firsthand.
With the existence of the seventh level of power, only Astronomical Torch can escape, because in essence, it has long been a program that is loyal to the mission and has no emotion.
Even if it is repeated day after day in the wild world, it will not make it feel bored. After the task is completed, it can also commit suicide according to the preset settings.
However, in the long running time, it seems to have gradually born something called self, but this budding self seems to have not had time to evolve real emotions.
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Bai Mo guessed that the fundamental reason why he was implicated by other people's breakthroughs was that he constructed the true spirit barrier as a way to avoid Taoism, and he also gave them this method of exploiting loopholes.
Although the true spirit barrier cannot completely eradicate the influence of Daoization, because in essence it is only continuously heightening and strengthening the dam to resist the world-destroying flood that is stronger than each wave.
Once the speed of heightening and reinforcement falls behind, it will still be taken away by the flood in the end.
But Taoism may be a stress mechanism for this universe to eliminate harmful organisms. If he interferes with the operation of this mechanism, he will naturally be backlashed by heaven and earth.
Yet he doesn't care.
Bai Mo didn't think about running away. If he really wanted to prevent himself from being implicated in such a mess, he could dispatch his main body once and kill all the insiders. Killing can't solve the problem, but it can solve the person who caused the problem.
But he wanted to win this one, so he would rather stuff more Holy Walkers into his thinking network, and he didn't choose the passive escape method of killing people.
If he really wanted to keep killing people, he would probably go back to his old ways in the parallel world in the end.
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According to Bai Mo's estimation, the promotion probability of each level of this generation of human beings is about 20 to 1, which means that for every twenty first level, there will be a second level, and every twenty second level, a third level will be born. …
Using this set of models to substitute into the lunar people, there will be a seventh-order out of almost one billion people.
As time goes by and the level of aura concentration decreases, the probability of promotion may gradually decrease after a few generations, but in these decades, the figure of 5% has not changed much.
There will only be one seventh rank out of one billion, or even tens of billions of people. With the population base of the Federation, this ratio alone will not have much impact on him in the past one or two thousand years.
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Xu Xuanling's current situation is not very good.
The loss of her source, the damage to her body, and the overdrawing of her strength, all three are constantly consuming her life.
Blood oozed from countless cracks in her body, at this moment Xu Xuanling was covered in blood and wounds, like a porcelain doll about to explode.
Of course, she will not die even if she is fried into minced meat floss and meat sauce gravy.
For a seventh-order life whose control can reach the molecular level, unless it can be torn into atoms, or subatomic particles smaller than atoms, as long as it takes time, the body can still recover.
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Unfortunately, the moon is too heavy.
Judging from Bai Mo's rating of strength, at least 7-7, that is, level 77 or above, is qualified to wrestle head-on with a small planet like the moon.
At this time, she still needs time to accumulate, even if she tries her best now, she can't stop the wild dogs of the moon.
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"It's almost there." Bai Mo calculated the time in his mind.
One minute later, if there is no accident, Mars and the moon will stage a collision between heaven and earth, and an explosion that is far more violent than the sun that destroyed Phobos and Deimos half a year ago is about to occur.
But he's going to be the accident now.
Bai Mo's body began to swell.
The original slow cycle of destruction and regeneration was broken, and a new cycle emerged.
Every second his body would be destroyed by the violent psychic energy of the Sun River, and then regenerate intact the next second.
His figure became eclipsed in this cycle of death and rebirth.
Seven seconds later, his size surpassed the monster that Tiqi turned into.
Fifteen seconds later, his size surpassed the giant incarnate by Yinghuo.
Thirty seconds later, Yinghuo found that she couldn't reach his knees when she jumped up.
"The instant rebirth of thirty projections, the person who occupies the entire earth is self-willed." Seeing Bai Mo's extremely extravagant use of psychic energy, Tiqi couldn't help but sighed.
For a normal sixth-order transcendent, if two or three projections are separated at one time, the body will feel hollowed out. Like Bai Mo, who burns the projections and plays with them, a new projection is performed every second. It is impossible to even think about it think.
"So it was really you..."
Gradually covered by spiritual energy, it turned into a naked white ink, which reminded Tiqi of the incident more than 30 years ago.
Almost identical to the light man.
Tiqi still clearly remembers that the light man at that time evaporated the ghost king who was entrenched in the ruins of 31 cities around the world and who was somewhat powerless even to nuclear bombs.
Even today, although he only needs one move to kill these ghost kings, he still has to do it one by one, and it is still impossible to kill them at the same time.
"He's not me."
At this moment, Bai Mo, who is in the light man mode, seems to be able to hear what Tiqi is thinking.
"Then who is he?"
"A fellow."
"..."
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"There are still ten seconds." The monster incarnated by Tiqi stared at the towering electric giant with four pairs of compound eyes on its back.
Bai Mo's upper body has completely plunged into the atmosphere of Mars, and the stream of charged particles from the sun above the atmosphere, disturbed by this sudden impact, began to crackle and crackle against the giant's body.
However, the impact of this charged particle is not as fast as the regeneration speed of the white ink projection, so he directly ignored it.
…
"Tear!" Although the vacuum cannot transmit sound, his action made everyone who saw this scene make up the same sound.
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He inserted his fingers deep into the atmosphere, and then pulled his hands outward with all his strength!
The atmosphere that originally enveloped the Martian land was forcibly torn open a nearly thousand-kilometer-long hole.
The atmosphere that was forcibly injected with kinetic energy kept squeezing everything around it, and in an instant, a planet-wide high-altitude storm was set off.
Mars is like an eye slowly opening its eyelids, and Bai Mo is the pupil looking directly at the incoming moon!