"Do you want to hang you on it again?" Captain Zuma slapped away the coal mountain that was about to fall on him, and cursed out of breath.
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He is not like a shadow fish that can hide his figure at will in the shadows. The coal lumps that fell from the sky like hailstones fall on his body. Although it can't hurt him, it still hurts a little.
Moreover, when the black coals hit the body, it will also stain oneself, which affects the image quite.
"What kind of shit difficulty world is this... It's a fight between gods and gods."
"Think about it with your brain, how can the difficulty of a world where all reincarnations team up to attack together be so low!
That's more than 10,000 reincarnation teams! "
"To be precise, there are 18,623 teams, with a total of 113,720 people."
"You are not the main god, but you can still count the number of reincarnated people?" Zuma thought it was the shadow who was cheating on herself, and subconsciously said back.
"Wait, no, you're not a shadow fish, who are you!" When he came back to his senses, he realized that something was wrong with his voice.
"..."
A voice that appeared inexplicably like a supernatural event disappeared without a sound.
"Damn it...there is still a supernatural side in this broken world?"
Zuma is considered a super old fritter among reincarnators, and has experienced eighty if not a hundred worlds. When it comes to the world he least wants to touch, it is undoubtedly the world of the supernatural side.
These world-breaking rules are extremely disgusting, and they greatly restrict extraordinary power, to the point where it is almost impossible to allow any other extraordinary power to appear.
Even if he is a six-star reincarnation, his output will be suppressed to a level close to that of ordinary people in the supernatural world.
The physical strength is relatively better, and it can barely maintain two stars, but it is also easy to be killed by accidents in the spiritual world.
A large truck that got out of control was enough to seriously injure him, not to mention the psychedelic art that belonged to the demons and monsters.
In short, in these worlds, only ghosts scare people, and there is no one who punches a ghost to scare ghosts.
"Boss, what's the matter?"
The shadow fish that came out of the shadows was very similar to the one Zuma had encountered before, a ghost that likes to come out of the TV, and he still had a lot of psychological shadows, so he almost punched him down .
"Fuck! Spare me!" The shadow fish is just a four-star shadow killer. Although he has the experience of assassinating fifth-order existences, if he punches the six-star body training monk Zuma with all his strength, it will undoubtedly be an absolute dead end.
"Hiss..." The flaming fist finally stopped less than half a meter away from the shadow fish.
A gust of wind was stirred up by the fist, and the surrounding oil and coal lumps were swept away.
Zuma's supersonic punch rubbed against the air fiercely to produce dazzling sparks, and a small amount of natural gas had penetrated into this corner at this time, so it was directly ignited by the sparks, it looked like he had punched a fire fist.
"Hoo... hoo... hoo..."
It was not easy to contain this full-strength punch. He compressed the power enough to smash a building into a square inch.
So taking it back means that he has to rely on his own body to take the punch completely.
…
"Are you interested in going further?" A ghostly voice suddenly sounded in Zuma's mind.
"Are you...?" He already had a guess in his mind.
"Sky."
"Sure enough..."
"Then you should understand that the Lord God has stuck to our upper limit." It was a matter of his own future, and Zuma immediately switched to the serious mode.
"I'll give you a chance."
"Chance? But we don't know how..."
Before Zuma finished speaking, he knew that the other party had disappeared.
The same thing happened to other reincarnators who were stuck at the sixth-order apex and couldn't make any progress.
…
"Is he showing his cards to me?"
The conversation between Bai Mo and the other six-star reincarnations, of course, could not be hidden from Wu Ming, who is still in control of the main temple.
What every reincarnation sees and hears, theoretically speaking, he can check it.
He knew very well that among the six-star reincarnators, almost all of them were rebels who would bite themselves back whenever they had the opportunity. They would definitely seize this opportunity and try to escape the shackles of the main god.
But unless they themselves can advance to the seventh level, or Wu Ming undoes it on their own initiative, no outsider will be able to decipher what the main temple has done to them.
Because once it perceives the possibility of being cracked, it will immediately trigger the self-destruct program, obliterating the reincarnated person and covering up all the secrets.
…
"Do you believe what he said?" Hefini, the captain of the Celestial team, turned his huge head to Zuma, and the two communicated hundreds of kilometers away.
Heffini is a mechanical creature more than ten stories tall, who calls himself a mechanical god.
"So what if you believe it, so what if you don't believe it." Zuma saw it more clearly. They were all just pawns in the game between the main god and the unknown existence, and judging from the current performance of the opponent, no one had any hope of resisting.
"It's raining."
"Oil rain."
Countless crude oil mixed with coal lumps fell to the ground cracklingly, and the water blue star has been completely changed by the black slime.
"Hefenni, do you think we look like an orange whose juice has been wrung out by hand?"
"The black juice is squeezed out, it seems that only oranges are bad on this planet."
Having completely lost their will to fight, they just teased each other in this dark storm.
And a fart, sending it over is not even enough to plug the gap between the teeth.
…
"Just a little bit, just a little bit." Bai Mo focused all his attention on the "amber" in his hand - the water blue star surrounded by the "world".
With the help of the transforming power of the world, he crazily stuffed his own power into it, and then all the power forced into the world was alienated into the fossil energy of the water blue planet.
Coal is the mountain, oil is water, and natural gas is gas. Bai Mo is using the rules of the world to reshape the entire Water Blue Star.
But what he wants is more than that. Bai Mo wants to create something that does not belong to the transformation of the "world".
"It's not like this."
"That's not the case either!"
"..."
Whether it is Xu Xuanling or Wu Ming in the main temple, they are very curious at this moment, what exactly Bai Mo wants to do.
In the eyes of outsiders, Bai Mo seems to want to catch Shuilanxing hard, but Wu Ming knows that the other party's purpose is not this, he is trying something, and the oil and coal appearing in Shuilanxing is just an experiment. failed product.
But there is no doubt that Bai Mo has consumed a lot for this, which Wu Ming is happy to see.
…
"Finally found it."
With the birth of a wisp of green smoke, Bai Mo found the answer.
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