Super Seminary I have a thundering fruit

Chapter 122 Nirvana, Reshaping (Subscribe)
The show had just started, and Chang Yi'an didn't intend to go straight there.

There is one more problem to be dealt with before watching the play.

flesh.

Chang Yi'an is a spirit body now, and there are many inconveniences. He doesn't like the current state.

As for his divine body, which has been scattered in the void, he can't get it back, but it doesn't matter, as long as he is building one.

Without the characteristic that each of the sacred particles carries all the information of the gene, it is impossible to directly restore the divine body of the previous three generations.

His eyes suddenly changed, and the silver-white thunder surrounded his left hand like a dragon.

go~
Chang Yi'an gently sent out his left hand, and Lei Ting condensed a body in front of him consciously.

uh~
What should it look like?

Chang Yi'an suddenly panicked.

After thinking about it, he still felt that according to the previous face adjustment, looking at the gradually familiar face, Chang Yi'an felt nothing in his heart.

Um, it's definitely not that I can't pinch.

It's because I'm lazy.

Yes, it must be so.

Often someone silently hypnotized himself.

Damn it, he should have played more face-pinching games in his previous life, so it wouldn't be so hard to pinch his face now.

Although Chang has worked very hard, the Chang in front of him is only seven points similar.

Eh.

He sighed in frustration.

"It's better to use the whole mask, just be safe."

Chang Yi'an allocated Lei Ting again and started making masks.

Compared with the appearance of a human mask, it is much easier to manufacture, and a pure white mask was created casually.

It can be seen that the void version of the thunder fruit has some "creation" abilities.

Different from Ge Xiaolun in the original book, he created things out of thin air.

The ability of the thunder fruit to create mainly depends on the thunder.

One is that there is a medium, and the other is that there is no medium to create out of thin air.

In layman's terms.

The "thing" created by the fruit of the sound is actually a thunder energy body.

Even so, the created "things" cannot be easily calculated at the level of super gods.

Lei Ting slowly condensed into Chang Yi'an's appearance.

It looks dull.

Compared with before, the temperament of a young man is a little less, and a little more casual.

Success.

Chang Yi'an looked at the body in front of him.

Quite satisfied.

See him walk into that body.

Close your eyes.

Become one with it.

When you open your eyes again.

An unknown momentum erupted, setting off a huge wave of air, and the surrounding small meteorites exploded one after another.

Call ~
In all fairness.

This body is more suitable for Chang Yi'an.

No.

It should be more suitable for thunder fruit.

Forged by Thunderbolt, it is more handy when using Thunderbolt.

The most terrifying thing is.

As long as the thunderous fruit is not destroyed, this body is immortal.

In layman's terms, Chang's current body is an integrated body of thunder, and his heart is the fruit of thunder. As long as the fruit of thunder can continue to generate electricity, he is really a
Immortal.

This kind of immortality is different from the divine body, which takes thousands of years to slowly recover through a single particle.

Even if there is a devastating blow, Karl blows him up with a supernova, or even more powerful weapons, as long as the thunder fruit is not destroyed and turned into ashes, Chang Yi'an can recover.

What is the chance of winning against Skyrim's Cleaners now?
Chang Yi'an suddenly remembered what the smiling tiger said, and frowned slightly.

It seems that there is not much time left for myself.

Earth.

Someone's eyes flicker.

There must be a place for Karl to lay out there.

Looking at the Super Seminary in the original book, the whole plot and the whole foreshadowing revolve around the earth.

De Nuo, Taotie, angels, and demons jumped into the big dye vat of the earth one after another.

Who understands all this?
Carl.

That's right.

it's him.

He stared at the earth for thousands of years, but he didn't do anything, saying that the angel was pressing him down, but is he really afraid of the angel?

What is he waiting for?
Earth's mature?

All this may not be so simple.

Maybe Carl is also a pawn.

Chang Yi'an thought for a while.

The answer to all this may only be known on Earth.

He raised his hand and ticked it lightly.

A white mask flew into his hand, and he looked at Yazi, who was a little dissatisfied.

"It seems that my art skills need to be improved."

The mask slowly approached.

Chang Yi'an's demeanor changed, like a cold-blooded killer in a movie.

stab~
Lightning flashed.

A special tattoo formed after being struck by thunder gradually emerged on the silver-white mask.

One by one, like tree roots.

Make it a little weird.

This is definitely not done on purpose because it is too ugly.

It was because the mask couldn't hold the thunder.

Ok.

Correct.

It must be like this.

Chang Yi'an continued to hypnotize himself.

mask.

If the mask could speak at this time, it would definitely scold someone Chang.

Your mother will double the grocery shopping.

Your grandfather will be pointed at when he plays chess.

　Hey~
　　Someone is coming soon

　　Everyone get out of the way!
　　He's going to pretend!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)