Enter the Immortal Cultivation

This situation occasionally happens within the human race. When one person wants to say something, another person screams loudly to cover up his words.

However, this trick does not work within the Ming race.

They rely on spiritual consciousness to perceive the light waves from the outside world, which is based on the perception of the body rather than the physical body. And light is not so easy to interfere with.

What's more serious is that the Ming race is connected. They form a network of thoughts.

So soon, that mantra spread throughout the entire Zheming.

"God bless!!!" Costa has never been so furious: "Do you know what the consequences of doing this will be? Ah? Ah!"

Now is the critical moment. And the chief guard of the King of Light, in full view of the public, turned into a ferocious beast.

What a blow to morale would this be?

He almost wanted to kill the chief guard immediately. However, Costa Justice was cautious and did not take action.

After the fall, the chief guard was already a master in the late stage of fusion. Although he lost a lot of mana and vitality during the process of falling, his power did decline a lot, and even hurt his foundation.

However, he is now a ferocious beast.

For ferocious beasts, the so-called "power" is not a problem at all.

In this high-spiritual environment, power can be restored in minutes.

The chief guard may be promoted to the Mahayana period at any time. And this is the inner side of the protective shield. Fighting with the chief guard here will only affect the formation and lead to the loss of the entire line.

Therefore, no matter how angry Costa was, he did not take action. He scolded: "Have you ever thought about what consequences you will cause by doing this? Ah? If the defense line falls, the family of the King of Light will be cut off here."

"Haha, what a big crime, Judge." The chief guard sneered: "I made a mess myself, and I will make up for it myself. I just want you to know... We, the direct descendants of the King of Light, are determined to fight you even if we fall into beasts."

"Haha, if this determination is placed on the ferocious beast, I don't know how good it will be." Costa Justice retorted.

"Yes, I was just going to put it on the beast!" said the chief guard.

He suddenly shone brightly and said to all the fierce Ming: "My compatriots! My fellow Ming people! You have seen it! In order to defend my people! In order to defend the King of Light! I! Will not hesitate to fall into a beast!"

"The above is Ming, and the below is beast. Everything has its way, and the way of beasts is the way of fighting towards destruction. Falling into a beast, you can gain the power of the beast and fight with the beast!"

The left-handed walker of the Fire People is the strongest fighter under the immortal fruit. The left-handed Fire People on the star is the strongest fighting nation among the non-legacy tribes. Even the masters sent by the Dragon Clan to negotiate with the Fire People will be provoked by the desperate attacks of a group of Fire People, which shows how fierce these guys are when fighting.

If we talk about the method of converting the number of races into combat power, then this left-handed way is undoubtedly the strongest.

It's just that the probability of his immortality is much smaller.

"That's right, even if I lose my Ming body, my soul is still Ming! Now, I'm going out to kill the enemy. Watch! This is my determination! Don't be confused by this! We are not the same race as the beasts! I am just a death warrior who took the initiative to die in order to obtain the power of the beasts!"

"Watch! Watch! This is the sad song of the death warriors!"

Before the words faded, the figure of the guard leader disappeared on the spot.

A large number of energy groups disappeared with them.

The dark red flame covered the vision of the Ming people. The guard leader operated his power and actually raised himself to a higher realm.

The early stage of Mahayana, the middle stage of Mahayana...

"Boom!"

A wave of the Ningming death squad ran into the guard leader and was instantly wiped out!

Glebe Jinglun came up and sneered, "You actually chose to be promoted to Ming to gain power? Hahaha, what a pity, do you think you can defeat us who have been on this path from the beginning!"

Although the guard leader transformed the skills, he was not familiar with this external method. When he broke through the realm, he lost more lifespan, and the quality of his body was worse, weaker than those of the same level, and there was no possibility of him taking the last step.

——Although the general Ming clan didn't have it either.

However, the chief guard didn't understand what the other party said. Even if he took the outer path, he theoretically transformed into a Ningming, but the perception ability of spiritual consciousness is based on the cultivator's own existing thinking. When sensing unfamiliar information, this perception ability will be transformed into the natural perception that the cultivator is born with.

At this point, even if the chief guard changed his physiology, he couldn't understand what Ningming said. His inherent thinking restricted him.

However, the chief guard smiled brightly.

He said: "For the king."

Late Mahayana. Life began to count down to seconds.

Then, it turned into gorgeous fireworks.

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The chief guard's self-sacrificing attack itself only took away two Ningming Mahayana, but this behavior itself seemed to have opened a gap.

From time to time, there are Zengming in the Nascent Soul stage and the Spirit Severing stage who choose to fall and transform to compete with Ningming.

Zengming has a long life span, so the number of cultivators in each stage below the Fusion stage is several times that of Ningming.

This method of giving up the possibility of longevity in exchange for temporary heroism has indeed transformed this potential power.

Whenever the Nianming pushed the attack line to the vicinity of the defensive formation at the cost of casualties, a large number of Nianming beasts would transform and temporarily stop the opponent's offensive at the cost of their lives.

At this time, Costa and Gandogon, two orthodox Mahayana, also attacked at the same time and temporarily pushed back the opponent's offensive.

In this way, the battle was once again in a stalemate.

This continued for three days.

For the Nianming masters whose lifespans could be as short as "days", this battle was too long.

During these three days, Wang Qi inside the starship behaved really strangely.

This terrifying and inhuman humanoid monster actually showed some "poet" temperament. He actually began to feel the death of those Ming people.

Sometimes, he even shed a few tears of sympathy.

Hao Chongzhi felt creepy: "Oh, this fellow Daoist Wang Qi..."

"I believe others do this, but he is really too... too..."

"It's awkward!"

If he hadn't said long ago that he would temporarily adjust his spirit to get closer to the mind of the True Flame God, everyone would have arrested him and sent him to the Yangshen Pavilion branch.

And Wang Qi has thought a lot in the past two days.

He now understands what the goddess of beauty is talking about "technical pursuit".

These literary races combine mind with art education.

Due to the sequelae of "eternal touch", he has acquired some of the memories of the True Flame God. When he sees the scenery that the True Flame God feels deeply, he will have the same aesthetic experience as the True Flame God. This is determined by the True Flame God's memory.

And the True Flame God is also a left-handed practitioner. In their aesthetics, "fleeting splendor" occupies a large proportion.

And the more he immerses himself in this aesthetic experience, the smoother the incarnation's body will operate.

Anyway, his body technique has very low requirements for heart control, so he just lets himself be sad for a while.

Just when everyone thought they were getting used to it, Wang Qi's expression finally regained its ruffian and funny look.

"Huh, I'm dying of suffocation."

Ke Li Ke was a little surprised: "Heart control? You don't care?"

"Oh, when I was immersed in it these days, I asked Jin Yueri to record the activities of my soul and brain, and then compiled a simulator."

Wang Qi regained his dead fish eyes and sat down properly.

"Senior, I apply to withdraw from this operation."

"Reason?"

"First, I suddenly have some thoughts that I think are very important and it is not appropriate to continue the infiltration search; second, I have an idea that I want to verify and want to consume my avatar on the battlefield..."

Ke Li Ke frowned: "You shouldn't interfere too much..."

"So, I just kill myself." Wang Qi nodded and continued: "Third, our few ascetic avatars, and those disguised as Ning Ming, have not been on the front line. It's strange that they may be exposed. I apply to sacrifice my avatar to eliminate this danger."

Ke Li Ke was silent for a moment: "Are you sure you won't attack others?"

"Sure. I can guarantee that when one avatar is killed, the other will die when he kills the other."

Ke Li Ke thought for a moment and nodded: "Okay."

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In the front row of the Ning Ming defense formation, Likota Zhou Huan is arguing with Costa.

Costa always prohibits any judge in the Judgment Hall from using the key to the fall.

Likota knew the rigid character of the chief judge, but in this case, the power of the beast was necessary. Likota at least hoped that the chief judge could turn a blind eye to this behavior temporarily.

However, the chief judge was unwilling to let go.

Likota said anxiously: "Judge, at this time, if all the Ming are dead, who will promote the way of light?"

"I don't forbid him to use this method, which is already a leniency!" Costa said angrily: "The way is not far from the Ming, and the light is not far from the Ming! The Ming clan is not extinct, and there will naturally be Ming to inherit the way of light and heat. Why use this evil method?"

At this moment, another light interrupted the conversation between the two: "I am not a judge, and the chief judge can't control me. Thank you for your care, goodbye."

At this moment, the phenomenon of falling and turning appeared again. Likota focused her attention on the back and shouted in surprise: "Warup, you..."

On the other side, another incarnation of Wang Qi also slowly rushed to the front line.

A fierce and bright Mahayana looked at Wang Qi's back, emitting a light of admiration: "As expected of a man saved by Glebe, he has backbone and responsibility!"