I practice covering the sky in the fantasy world

Chapter 47 Sewing 【Please read more, treasure~】

Li Beimu didn't care, he just operated the mysterious method, and the divine power adhered to the surface of his body, and then slowly forced a black smoke from his neck and dispersed.

"My sister gave you something, why doesn't my brother want it?"

Sewing stood on a piece of fragrant grass, with spring in his eyes, and a sweet smile.

However, Li Beimu became serious, the Eucharist held on to the sea of ​​suffering, and his spiritual consciousness swept all directions.

"What? My brother's eyes aren't enough, do you want to see more?" Sewing also discovered Li Beimu's spiritual detection in an instant.

I saw him stretching out his green hands to fiddle with his hair, the dress on his chest seemed to be opened, revealing an abyss, and then he pulled out an embroidery needle from the root of his hair.

Gently push forward.

"hiss--"

Li Beimu gasped, his face turned pale, and he withdrew his consciousness instantly.

This female ghost can even attack with consciousness.

"You can only watch what my sister wants you to see, as for what I don't want you to see..." The sewing conversation was not finished yet.

Li Beimu stretched out his hand, and countless divine patterns flew out from the sea of ​​bitterness, turning into streaks of flowing light and sword shadows, piercing towards her.

The latter avoids and does not avoid, and is immediately pierced and cut by the god pattern, like a piece of tattered cloth, riddled with holes.

When Li Beimu saw this, it turned into a rainbow light, and hurried to the rear.

But it was still a step too late.

The sewing ghost's hair exploded, black hair flying all over the sky, turning into countless black lights and stabbing towards Li Beimu.

The speed was extremely fast, and before he even had time to retreat, the black silk was in front of him.

"laugh--"

The hair should be thin and soft, but under the control of the female sewing ghost, it turned out to be like fine black needles. Even though Li Beimu's body surface burst into golden light, it was still covered with dense scars.

What's even more frightening is that in the next instant, countless fine black smoke seeped from these scars, entangled Li Beimu's whole body like a rope.

It hurts all over, but to Li Beimu, who has experienced casting sins, it is like drizzle.

"open!"

He swung a fist, the golden light shone, and the fist seemed to have the passing of time, and the years were like traces.

This punch will bury the past!

With the punch, a large area of ​​land was blown away, and a deep ravine was directly punched.

Although it was a punch from a holy-level combat method, Li Beimu still didn't use his full strength. He wanted to test how far he was from the Nirvana Realm!

But in the next second, he knew the general idea.

I saw that the tattered tailor stretched out his hand, and the huge fist shadow was shattered, and then his figure disappeared, and he was in front of Li Beimu in the next second.

The claws waved in front of him, trying to tear him apart.

"scare!"

Li Beimu was also taken aback by this sudden method. Is the gap between himself and Nirvana really that big?
He couldn't even keep up with her figure.

"Chaos seed green lotus!"

In an instant.

The vision behind Li Beimu was wide open, and he finally managed to see the figure of the tailor. The speed was extremely fast. Even if he let go of the vision, he was still hit hard by it, leaving two scars on his chest. Bloody paw prints.

The holy blood circulated, and two puffs of black air instantly evaporated from above.

Qinglian was still swaying behind her, and Seiya also glanced at the shocking vision, her eyes showing surprise, "No wonder that old man brought you in, it's interesting."

The scars on Sewing's body have healed at some point, and he has returned to his graceful appearance.

Li Beimu stood up slowly from a distance, clutching his chest, and the huge green lotus trembled behind him, dispelling the pervading pink smoke.

"This is Nirvana?"

The golden light on Li Beimu's body gradually became stronger, and his killing intent was gradually released. His whole body was filled with blood, and the green lotus behind him was still majestic.

"Why, little brother wants to know what Nirvana is?"

Sewing covered his mouth with a chuckle, "Okay, then sister will satisfy you."

Sewing while talking and laughing, his figure gradually faded.

However, Li Beimu looked towards the small pavilion, and as soon as she disappeared, he saw a tall figure suddenly rising above the small building, standing behind the house.

It was an extremely ugly middle-aged woman, her face was stitched and patched, as if countless skins were embroidered, but the stitches were extremely rough, and pus and blood slowly seeped out of it.

Just such a woman, but she was wearing a long pink dress with flowers and embroidered grass, and the texture was also very good.

With just a few glances, Li Beimu felt a twitch in his stomach.

With such a female ghost, he actually reacted to her earlier?

Hey!
"You dislike me?" The tall ghost woman saw Li Beimu's reaction, but the sound of sewing was still the same.

The voice was delicate and gentle, extremely pleasant to hear, but when Li Beimu looked at her face, he suddenly thought in his mind:

Could this be the otherworldly version of Miss Qiao Biluo?

"How dare you despise me!"

The tailor screamed, raised his right hand high, and took a picture.

In an instant, a huge handprint descended from the sky.

Li Beimu didn't move, but the vision behind him swept away.

When Qinglian touched the palm, the earthquake trembled violently, the void shook, the clouds and mist dispersed, and even the sky and the earth paled a bit.

Qinglian shattered her palm, but her own brilliance also dimmed a lot.

This is the first time Li Beimu has seen the vision damaged.

But he can also understand, after all, this realm is a bit surprising, if he can finally reach the other side of the bridge, the situation will be much better.

And looking at the tall face of the tailor, he also retrieved similar memories from his memory.

According to the cultivation system of Xuanming Continent.

This nirvana state, the nirvana candlelight, is to shatter the sea of ​​energy in one's own dantian, make it nirvana, and turn it into its own dharma.

As for the Nine Turns of Nirvana, it means that every turn, one's own Dharma will go through Nirvana once.

In the end, it becomes smaller and smaller, and when it reaches the Ninth Revolution of Nirvana, the dharma appearance is almost as big as the original body.

But the strength of his body is already piercing to the sky, and he can smash mountains and destroy seas with just a lift of his hands.

Of course, Li Beimu had only seen such an existence in Xuantianzong's Zangshu Pavilion.

And in front of this...

Li Beimu took a step forward.

All the words are secret!

Killing intent, open!

In an instant.

The originally gloomy green lotus rose again and flew away. Between the three lotus leaves and flowers, there was still blood lingering faintly.

"Try today, what's the difference in your Nirvana state!"

"Void Big Handprint!"

With a thought in Li Beimu's mind, a dark and terrifying handprint was condensed on the sewing pattern, and she finally let go of her teasing and became more serious.

Immediately, he clasped his hands together, and a palm-sized red scissors emerged by itself.

It was said to be scissors, but under her current figure, it was already several meters in size.

"go with!"

With a soft shout, the tailor threw the scissors in his hand towards the huge handprint in the sky.

The red scissors are good at facing the wind, and in the breath, it turns into a giant of tens of meters, trying to cut off the black handprint.

However, Li Beimu didn't care about it, he stepped out, Shenhong paved the way, and in an instant he arrived in front of the pavilion, raised his right fist high, and slammed it down.

The shadow of the fist is huge, and it seems that the past is buried and the future collapses. After that, the green lotus sways and becomes chaotic and misty, just like the scene of opening the sky.

"You really think I can't see that this pavilion is your body?"

The fist shadow falls.

But the sewing man screamed, and Fa Xiang's huge slap slapped him directly, his hands were covered with fine needles, and under each stitch, there were dead bodies!

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