The first to be affected was the artificial celestial substance that relied heavily on psychic energy to maintain its structural stability—Taibai Xianjin.
Such substances are equipped on the side weapons of several real immortals.
The fist-sized Taibai Xianjin has the same mass as an aircraft carrier. Now that it has lost the force to forcibly compress it, their volume has expanded thousands of times in less than ten milliseconds.
It's just that the next moment, such unscrupulous inflation was suppressed by the surrounding immortals with brutal and pure strength.
But after doing this again and again, the weapons in their hands were also reimbursed.
The original complete structure, under such expansion and contraction, was left with only a crooked mass of strange matter.
Fortunately, this kind of expansion did not occur on the surface of a planet with an atmosphere, otherwise the shock wave driven by the air would be enough to flatten a mountain.
"The Age of Doom?"
Feeling the psionic energy dissipating from his body, Bai Mo couldn't help but fell into deep thought.
Unlike other people who were trapped in the realm of doom, most of what he lost was the power of Taoism imposed on him. The stronger the suction, the easier it was for Bai Mo, who was constantly able to shake off the burden.
But Ramdo and the others are different. Every minute and every second, this dharma-ending realm is eroding their strength from hard practice. How can this not make everyone feel distressed.
"Fan Maggot, you are courting death!"
"Uncle, I am really angry!!!"
"die!"
"..."
Countless high-level monks who were shrouded in the realm of desolation began to scold Wu Ling, and thousands of streamers attacked him.
It's just that these attacks that were supposed to detonate even asteroids when gathered together are like a joke when they fall into this field.
After the Burning Sky Flame left the body, it turned into a small flame.
Jiuxiao Shenlei is not much stronger than the anti-wolf electric shock device.
Wanzai Xuanbing can only be used to make shaved ice.
…
In Wu Ling's doomed realm, all spiritual arts have become a joke.
"Without psychic power, you undead beasts are not even a fart." Wu Ling, the instigator, taunted frantically, regardless of his already bleeding body.
"white!"
"Crazy!"
Huo Lin stepped forward and slapped him to the ground.
"you!"
"How can it be?!"
"How is it impossible, do you really think that your broken domain is invincible?"
Although the realm of doomsday turned psionic attacks into a joke, for Huo Lin, who had practiced martial arts and became a human immortal, he still had an extremely powerful physical body, so he still hit this fool casually.
Huo Lin even needed to precisely control the strength to ensure that he slapped Wu Ling down with one slap instead of turning him into minced meat with one slap.
In the realm of doom, Huo Lin could feel that the strength of his physical body was also being slowly corroded, and the strength gradually decreased. Maybe after a hundred or two hundred years, he would degenerate back to the state of a mortal.
But at least for now, he is still the martial arts golden body immortal who does not increase or decrease, and is not dirty.
"Have you thought about how you died?"
The true immortals who also recovered from the initial shock were all looking at Wu Ling with mocking eyes.
It is true that in the realm of degenerate magic, they have no way to use magic attacks, but even if they don't practice martial arts, when the immortal body of a true immortal unleashes pure physical power, it is by no means Wu Ling's ability to resist.
Just now they were just like a person who hadn't swam for many years and was suddenly thrown into the water. When everyone recalled that they were still good swimmers and awakened their deep muscle memory, they fell into the water.
"At the end..."
"There's a lot of nonsense."
In less than a millisecond, Huo Lin had already snatched the Immortal Slaying Sword from Wu Ling's hand before he even pronounced the first sound of the first word.
The reaction speeds of the two parties were too far apart.
For Wu Ling, who is just an ordinary person, it takes hundreds of milliseconds to blink every time he blinks, and there is no way to notice it at less than ten milliseconds.
And ten milliseconds is enough for Huo Lin, who is a martial artist, to beat him to death a hundred times with his fists.
…
"This is dead?"
The others looked at the red and white puddles on the ground and asked.
"It's just a mortal. I shattered every cell in him. If it doesn't die, I will go out on my head for a hundred years from now on, and my name will be changed accordingly." Huo Lin joked.
"..."
"That's right, it's just a mortal. If you make such a fuss, even a sixth-level monk can't be resurrected."
"Yeah… "
Huo Lin doesn't like to kill innocent people indiscriminately. He still has affection for human beings, but he is cold-blooded towards monster races.
So even for the prisoner girl who came out with Wu Ling, he didn't add any more damage. Of course, it is estimated that the mental damage was maxed out.
"Ahhhhh!!!!!!"
Anyone who sees the person who was holding his hand one second, turning into red and white the next second, and even holding his hand turning into a pool of blood, will probably go crazy.
"Noisy."
In another millisecond, Huo Lin patted the screaming girl unconscious, and let her fall into a pool of other people's blood.
"The sword is actually bound to this mortal maggot?" Yanhuo looked at the Immortal Killing Sword snatched from Huo Lin's hand, and it quickly weathered and disappeared in his hand without leaving a trace.
Wu Ling nicknamed the real immortal "Undead Beast", and the fireworks that confronted him also nicknamed these mortals who always thought of rebelling, "Fan Maggot".
What also disappeared at the same time was the realm of doomsday that was opened by the Immortal Killing Sword.
"Finally recovered..."
…
"Why is it gone?" After finally meeting a guy who can absorb the power of Taoism, Bai Mo almost put all his thoughts on consuming the power of Taoism. As a result, less than two minutes after the start, the suction force disappeared. Gone.
"You can't die yet."
Bai Mo pointed at the spread of Wu Ling's flesh and blood.
The next moment, the clumps of human tissues that were so shattered that even the cells had all ruptured were suspended in the air and began to reassemble.
Wu Ling, who had all his equipment destroyed and only a sword left in his body, somehow came back to life.
At this time, he still hadn't reacted.
Because Huo Lin killed him so fast, Wu Ling didn't even realize that he was already dead.
Naturally, I don't know, I am resurrected now.
"???!"
The one who was most shocked was naturally Huo Lin who killed him with his own hands. He was a human being after all, so how could he miss when he killed a mortal?
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But he didn't think too much about it, he just planned to kill him again with a backhand, regardless of whether he was a human, a ghost or a corpse, kill him ten more times, plus ten times of crushing his bones and ashes, and see how you can be resurrected.
"Give me some face, can you?"
A white figure gently stopped in front of Huo Lin, who was about to succumb to his ashes.