Heavenly Martial Arts - 434. Chapter 429 Ontology, you won!

The man sitting high on the moon closed his eyes again, ignoring foreign affairs.

In the underground, in the giant cocoon intertwined with legal threads, a perfect body gradually emerged, bursting out an unimaginable force, and in an instant, it penetrated the surface from the depths of the earth, broke the atmosphere, and rushed into the universe.

“This is a person!” Bu Fen said in amazement when he saw the humanoid silhouette gradually emerging.

Shi Tianyi had deep eyes, and when he was about to act, a terrible pressure swept over him, confining his body and soul, and he couldn’t breathe.

“Life begins with crying, and death is bliss. I walk between life and death, and will bestow bliss and crying! The world will remember my name, asura sacral (di, third tone) is not mysterious!”

Unstoppable majesty in the low and powerful voice, the vicissitudes of life, the reincarnation of life and death, the origin and demise, all the worlds… all in it.

He Heng, the incarnation of the self-proclaimed sacral non-xuan, walked out slowly in a star-like robe woven with legal silk threads and wrapped around the stalwart figure.

Different from He Heng’s youth appearance, he is obviously much more mature, close to middle age, and is the most peak and perfect state in life, as if Guanyu’s face is sharp and angular, revealing a noble aura and awe-inspiring aura. , But only a lack of chill and indifference, clear eyes as light as water, like clouds in the sky, silently looking at the world.

Looking up at the sky, the sacral faintly sighed: “My deity, after all, you are better than you, and you can’t even let it go…”

Originally, as the consciousness generated by He Heng’s reincarnation, he and the ontology seemed to have two personalities. There was no difference between the superior and the inferior. It was just that the original He Heng’s will was too strong, so he was in the status of a vassal, but if his will in the future is also Strong enough, you can compete with one of them.

But He Heng obviously didn’t give him this opportunity.

Using the method of clone to help him reach the same realm as the body, condense the body of Shura, which seems to be good for him, but in fact it is a hidden calculation.

Because of the seventeenth day of the physical world, the technique of cultivating the clone that can be cultivated at the same level as one’s own has a hidden characteristic, that is, it can absolutely control the clone, even if he has independent consciousness, he will lose resistance from then on. Most of the thoughts are assimilated by the influence of the ontology.

Sacral Feixuan was originally just an ordinary person who suddenly gained extraordinary power. Even though his heart was cruel and his personality was cold, he was still a good young man with normal three outlooks. Even with most of He Heng’s memories, he was greatly affected, but his humanity remained in his bones. exist. And now, after he was refined into his body, that trace of humanity was directly cut away.

Because the first criterion for the existence of a clone is to dominate the will of the ontology, and He Heng’s consciousness should not exist as a clone of human nature.

“Oh… But this feeling is really unprecedentedly powerful, not in strength, but in mentality! There is no worry and restraint, and the power is released at will. No wonder the body says that ruthlessness is not necessarily the best, but it is the strongest. To reach the peak of Tao, you must be the strongest…” The emotions surging in my heart, and finally turned into nothingness.

Sacral Feixuan slowly walked out of the deep space, staring at Shi Tianyi and the three with indifferent eyes.

“The bug that disturbs my sleep, are you ready to pay the price?”

“Your Excellency is the source of the strangeness of this space?” Shi Tianyi said under the tremendous pressure, without joy or sorrow.

“Haha, yes! I am still the ruler and ancestor of the alien beast, the source of the cataclysm on the earth, and the greatest demon god in the eyes of mortals!” Sacral Feixuan said plainly, no more guilt for doing bad things when I was a human. Sense, even if it indirectly led to the deaths of billions of people, he remained unmoved.

This is the state of mind of heaven, overlooking the vicissitudes of the world, not for survival, not for perishing, there is no saying of good and evil, only eternal change and change.

Facing such a pair of indifferent eyes, even though there are thousands of accusations and all kinds of resentment in the heart, Shi Tianyi and the three people can hardly speak, because the other party doesn’t care at all.

The three views of the two are completely different. What is the use of so-called accusations?

Just like people don’t care about being hated by other ants because they trample one ant to death, their mood is affected. Their human beings are the same as the humanoid creature in front of them. No matter what accusations and curses are just being sentimental, the other party won’t care.

Faced with this kind of existence, their only way is to destroy each other, break its transcendence, and tell it that humans are the noblest creatures in the world, and what you call ignorance is nothing but ignorance.

However, they do not have this strength.

Under the cold eyes, the three of them trembled. It was not the fear in the heart, but the instinctive reaction of the body. They wanted to eat when they were hungry. Seeing beautiful women would have a physiological reaction, which belonged to nature and instinct.

Lower creatures face the instinct of higher creatures.

“This is the reality, mortal, welcome the destruction, I will send you to the bliss!” He drew a lightly, and pressed his sacral Feixuan finger down, and the terrible force pressed it down.

“The Eight Deaths of the God of War, the years are endless!” Shi Tianyi’s body burned, bursting out with bright light, full of vigor and strength, and actually broke away from the shackles of the peak pressure of the sacral non-Xuan Dharma phase realm, the ancient war belt. With the vicissitudes and heaviness of the years, he stabbed forward boldly.

“Yes, to be able to treat my opponent with the eighth-tier cultivation base of the Dao Tier. Your aspiration is the best choice. It’s a pity that your cultivation base is raised from the outside. The foundation is unstable and there is no hope for the world. It is really letting people. Sorry.” Commenting indifferently, Sacral Feixuan’s right palm flipped over, and the huge handprints were pressed down. The invisible force shattered the ancient fighting spirit, and the remaining palm strength lifted Shi Tianyi out.

“Puff!” Shi Tianyi’s face paled when the figure was stuck, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was dying.

“Tianyi!” “War God!”

Luo Feng and Bu Fen were anxious and flew to Shi Tianyi.

“Go to the Heavenly Kingdom of Elysium!” Sacral Fei Xuan faintly drank, each of his eyes shot a stream of light, covering the two of them.

“Ah!” With a scream, Luo Feng stared at Shi Tianyi with no regrets in his eyes and disappeared forever.

“Huh!” He whispered, expressing the surprise of Sacral Feixuan at the moment, because his cultivation base was clearly far weak and Luo Feng’s Bufen actually survived under his power to wipe out everything in the state of law.

His blow clearly hit him, and his naked body at this moment is the proof, because his clothes have been transformed into illusory things by the unique power of Dharma Phase Realm, and no longer exist.

But others were unscathed.

“How is this possible.” He cried out, and the face of Sacral Feixuan was surprised. It should be understood that the power of transforming the virtual reality of the Dharma Phase Realm is enough to wipe out the peak of the ordinary Dao Lai Realm, and the ordinary human in front of him is only Yangshen’s. How could the cultivation base be unscathed under this kind of power?