"Have you taken that step?"
Under Bai Mo's suggestion, they even suspected that Bai Mo had actually reached the ninth level, so he could make so many descriptions.
"If I am a ninth-level existence, do you think you can escape from my palm by walking here? The distance of only 10,000 astronomical units does not bring much sense of security in front of a ninth-level existence." Bai Mo threatened half-jokingly.
"I didn't expect you to laugh." Yun Jie, who had the best relationship with Bai Mo, said.
"Smiles are indeed a luxury." After briefly showing human emotions, Bai Mo returned to his usual cold appearance, as if the little smile he showed just now had exhausted the emotions he had accumulated for many days.
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"Sun and Xingjun, where the light reaches, the power reaches. As far as the starlight can project, so can the Xingjun's power. The starlight is my thoughts, my hands, and my eyes." Soon, Bai Mo Then he turned the topic back to Xingjun.
"Wherever the light reaches, what can the power reach?"
"That astronomical telescope can still receive light from celestial bodies hundreds of millions of light-years away. Could it be that the power of your sun star can reach tens of thousands of light-years away?" At this time, everyone seems to have agreed that Bai Mo is refining The sun is the sun star king of the reserve.
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"From the moment of landing on the Zhenyang Xingjun, the light emitted from the star will carry the will of the Zhenjun."
"Zhenyang Xingjun?"
"I will name the Xingjun of the eighth-level planetary level as Dongxuan Xingjun, and the Xingjun of the ninth-level star level will be called Zhenyang Xingjun. You can also refer to the former as Xuanjun, and the latter as Zhenjun."
"..."
"It's a good thing it wasn't named Fei... Dongxuan Xingjun, Zhenyang Xingjun sounds okay." Xuanwu cursed in his heart.
"Doesn't that mean that from the day of landing on Zhenyang Xingjun, the range of power projection will expand infinitely at the speed of light with the starlight?!"
"If my derivation model is correct, yes."
"So, if you don't want to be caught by me, I hope you can escape faster than light."
"Impossible, even if your power can chase tens of light-years away, it has already decayed badly!"
Everyone looked at the sun in unison.
Seen from this distant place, the sunlight from 10,000 astronomical units away is no longer dazzling, and even when it falls on the body, there is no trace of warmth.
But for some reason, the faint light still made them feel thorns on their backs.
Under Bai Mo's words, the sun, which once symbolized vitality and hope, is so strange at this moment.
"I saw you." When they felt the sun hitting their bodies from a very far distance, such a sentence suddenly appeared in their minds.
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
It stands to reason that his cultivation has reached the level of a true immortal, so it is impossible for him to have any illusions again.
"That's not an illusion." Bai Mo said in front of him.
"Electromagnetic waves can transmit information, and light is also a type of electromagnetic waves. What you heard just now is the sound of sunlight."
"..."
What Bai Mo said today shocked them again and again.
Unexpectedly, he made the sun into a radio station.
"Don't worry, I'm still far away from the realm of Lord Zhenyang Xing. This is just a trace of simulated power."
No matter how you look at it, Bai Mo's word "rest assured" doesn't seem to make people feel at ease.
"The following is the simulated second strand of power."
"The dead, Su Sheng."
Accompanied by Bai Mo's announcement, a mysterious and mysterious wave swept across the space battlefield full of ruins.
The bloody battle between Ramdo and Yanhuo just now resulted in more than 200,000 deaths in just a few rounds of probing each other first. Among the numerous bones, more than 100,000 were all mercenaries hired by him.
One will succeed and all will die.
This battle has not been finished, and it can even be said that it is only a warm-up.
Most of the dead mercenaries were ordinary people from poor backgrounds. In order to bet on an uncertain future, they resolutely embarked on this road of gambling.
After all, if you don't have qualifications and want to change your life against the sky and practice, you need close to 500,000 federal dollars just to buy the cheapest Xuanji fruit.
At the average federal income level, the average person would have to work fifteen to twenty years to save that amount. If there is no support from the previous generation, relying on one's own hard work, by the time the money is saved, the best period of cultivation has already passed.
Compared with the lucky ones with good qualifications, they are 20 years away from .asxs. Even if the average life expectancy of federal citizens is already 150 years old. The retirement age has been extended to 100 years. But still exhausted his whole life, he couldn't see the back of the forerunner.
However, if you are willing to serve as pawns for the two true immortals. As long as such a battle is fought, the commission will be worth years of hard work.
Five hundred thousand yuan per person, plus a set of current standard power armor.
The real immortals who are incomparably rich have invested a lot of capital in this battle. Of course, this is still only a small tip of the iceberg compared to their per capita assets of over one billion yuan.
In any case, the actual population of the Federation is over one trillion. It is not uncommon for a dozen or twenty ultra-rich companies with billions of assets to emerge in a needle-point society composed of trillions of people.
It's just that the two real immortals who hired these little soldiers obviously didn't regard them as cannon fodder as human beings, and wasted their lives at will. Let their meaningless temptations become clusters of unremarkable space fireworks.
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As soon as the deceased Su Sheng uttered the words, it was as if time had begun to turn back. The airship that had been blown into pieces was reassembled, and the corpse burned to ashes by the high-energy laser was also reassembled, barely recovering the shape of a human body.
Like a natural disaster of the undead, thousands of human figures that have been pieced together stood up tremblingly.
Blossoming emerald green soul flames burst into bloom in their hollow heads with a plop.
Immediately afterwards, their bodies, which were still like individuals, began to shrink inward, and it didn't take long for them to collapse into the appearance of skeletons.
In the void, a series of familiar doors suddenly appeared.
"This is the door I just summoned?" Yan Huo could tell at a glance that this was the door of bones that he had just summoned when he summoned Xiao Qiu.
Behind the door is a different world called the world of bones. There are many undead creatures inside, the most famous of which is naturally Xiao Chou, the king of the undead. Legend has it that he is the manager of all creatures in the entire skeleton world. In addition, it is said that the skeleton world is connected to a more mysterious world, the soul world.
The soul world is rumored to be the destination of all dead creatures, but no one present has actually been there to confirm the authenticity of the rumors.
PS: Originally, the group said it would goo, but later I found that I was a little insomnia, so I just changed it and posted it.