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Chapter 158 The power of the will

"Original power?"

"what is that?"

He Yiming looked at the news that kept popping up in the chat group, his eyes became extremely confused, as if there was something very powerful hidden in him, why didn't he know it?
He took a closer look, and found that his personal information did say that he possessed the power of origin, and he could watch other rules to improve himself to break through the current bottleneck.

He Yiming became more and more bewildered. He started practicing martial arts at the age of five, reached the fifth level of Hunyuanjin at the age of nine, and was trapped here for four full years. How could he have the original strength.

Is it...

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered that when he was cultivating in the back mountain last night, the white light that suddenly flickered in the pool attracted his mind and disappeared into his body.

Is that the power of origin?

He Yiming looked at the Ripple Kung Fu on the table. This is a water-based kung fu. Martial arts practitioners are most afraid to change the kung fu in the middle, and it is a kung fu with different attributes. He has been trapped on the fifth floor for four years. Everyone was persuading him to specialize, but he was still hesitating.

"Let me take a look..."

He slowly turned on the Ripple Kungfu, and tried to practice it in the yard. A strange feeling came, which made He Yiwu's movements faster and faster, and the inner strength in his body became faster and faster.

In just a few breaths, he completed the distance that other people have practiced for several years, and the inner strength seemed to flow continuously, breaking through the barrier that had blocked him for four years in an instant.

The sixth layer of inner strength!
breakthrough!

"I, He Yiming! Wuhu is taking off!"

……

Ignoring the changes in the chat group, Zhao Jie looked at Beibei floating in the sky in surprise. He never expected that this little guy would become a god before Linley, which was dozens of times earlier than the original book. year.

But think about it, this guy is an annual super member of the chat group, and his cultivation speed has been accelerated so many times, plus Beibei has been licking his face and acting like a baby at Zhao Jie, and he has been fed a lot of things by Zhao Jie , and even gave one or two godheads, and his cultivation has already met the requirements.

It's just that what Chengshen values ​​is the comprehension of the mysterious laws, but Beibei, a little guy, has never practiced quietly. This is like forcing you to solve a set of Mathematical Olympiad problems, and one set a day.

Unexpectedly, under the stimulation of the power of the source, Beibei thoroughly comprehended a mystery and became a god in one fell swoop. The world is really wonderful.

Seeing Beibei's body changing constantly in the will of heaven and earth, turning into a milk doll instead of that boy, Zhao Jie burst out laughing.

He forgot that Beibei is not yet an adult, but has just passed her infancy, and now she is still a baby, at least decades later she will be considered a teenager.

But also pretty cute!
Zhao Jie patted Linley's shoulder with his hands, "Linley, you have to work hard, don't lose your teacher and me, tell me, is it so difficult to become a god? Bebe has already done it, you have to work hard what!"

Linley's expression immediately turned awkward. He had been practicing with Zhao Jie recently, and happened to meet Xisai who came to visit him. He was originally stuck at the limit of the sanctuary, but Zhao Jie casually gave him a few words, and immediately became a god.

After practicing for thousands of years, he finally became a god. This made Linley sigh for a moment, it was not easy to become a god.

then……

Linley saw Zhao Jie's ten clones of gods, "Oh, it's really difficult to become a god. It took me a year or two to become a god in the eleventh department, and it took me several years to comprehend Xuanao and become a high god. Time, it's not easy to get to this step, it's too difficult!"

Linley: ...

Great Patriarch Baruch!Take my teacher away!
Just as Zhao Jie wanted to say a few words in Versailles, he suddenly raised his head as if realizing something, and his figure disappeared beside Linley.

He flew into the sky, and there were two people standing there in the clouds, one was Beirut, and the other looked very strange.

The man was suspended in mid-air with aloofness and majesty, his whole body was covered with a large bird-blue robe, his bird-blue hair was curly and casually scattered, his thick black eyebrows were like two swords, he looked extremely weird.

As if realizing that Zhao Jie was looking at him, the man suddenly opened his eyes, a gust of coldness struck him, and instantly absorbed Zhao Jie's soul, shaking him into a trance for a few seconds, and he was terrified.

Who is this?
It's him!

The strange man looked at Zhao Jie thoughtfully, and then said, "Beirut, it seems that you are lucky, you met a three-line soul mutant, and the soul strength is indeed much stronger than the average seven-star demon. "

Don't look at him just using a look, but it contains the rules of death soul attack, which is far from being able to resist a scum like the seven-star demon.

Unless you have the main artifact of soul defense, or a soul mutant who majors in soul power.

Staring at the seven-star demon to death with one glance, apart from the main god, this kind of terrifying strength can only be achieved by Dzogchen!
Death rules Dzogchen, Dennington!
It was only at this time that Zhao Jie suddenly realized that he finally understood the reason why Beibei suddenly became a god. It turned out that it was the soul fragments sent by Dennington, which made Beibei fully comprehend the mystery, coupled with He Yiming's original spirit Only then can one become a god.

"Dennington, don't scare the children~"

Beirut stroked his beard with his hand, "Zhao Jie, the great Lord of Wind agreed to your request and invited Dzogchen to guide you personally, and this!"

He stretched out his finger, and a ring embroidered with a white tiger twirled in his palm, "This is the main artifact of soul defense. After you refine it, remember to thank the main god!"

"Of course! I am especially grateful to the great God of Wind!"

The corners of Zhao Jie's mouth were raised at this time, the Dzogchen he had been thinking about had finally come, and he also had the soul defense master artifact.

He took a look at the shape of the ring, it was very similar to the ring in Linley's hand, it should belong to the same style.

The ring of the white tiger, the main artifact left by the main god of the white tiger!

After all, it has not been many years since Beirut became the main god, and there are not many main artifacts bred in his body. Except for his own use, leaving one for his two sons and one for Beibei, he really can't produce too many main artifacts.

Fortunately, he still has the inheritance of the four great beasts.

Zhao Jie refined the White Tiger Ring without hesitation, and then looked at the death rule Dzogchen Dennington with fiery eyes.

With a look of confidence on his face, Denning stretched out his hand and waved towards Zhao Jie, "Come on, young man, hit me with your god avatar of the rules of death, use your profound perception, don't worry, be stronger!"

"Boom!"

"More force!"

"Boom!"

"More force! Didn't you eat?"

Death Rule is not good at defense, but Dennington just stood there without moving, allowing Zhao Jie's Death Rule clone to attack.

The gap between the seven-star demon and Dzogchen is too great, Dzogchen is almost a hexagonal warrior, all points are full.

Just when Dennington was full of confidence, Zhao Jie punched him with a fist, which hit him in the abdomen, and the terrifying force spread. Dennington was on the spot, his old eyes went dark, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Great... Dzogchen?"

ps: [-] words today.

(End of this chapter)