Chapter 175: Sharpening the sword
This is the thirty-ninth time that Bai Mei has killed these two imps, and the resurrected two imps are already the strength of the late stage of the Baoding Realm in the foundation building period.
As Bai Mei killed the two imps more and more, the cultivation of the two imps after their resurrection was not as terrifying as before, and one realm after another rose.
Although the growth rate of cultivation has slowed down, the resurrection of the two imps still does not see half a point of weakness, and it seems that they are really two immortal existences.
However, even if the two little ghosts have grown to the foundation building treasure Ding realm, the threat to Bai Mei is still not very big, and they continue to torture and kill these two little ghosts, and Bai Mei, who can't break free from the shackles on his hands and feet for the time being, can only consume it like this with the two little ghosts!
Killed two imps for the fifty-ninth time, and the cultivation of the two imps advanced to the pinnacle of the Baoding Realm......
Ninety-seven ate and killed two imps, and the cultivation of the two imps was promoted to a half-step Jindan power......
The one hundred and seventy-ninth time he killed two imps, and at this time, the cultivation of the two imps had begun to approach infinitely close to the level of the monks who had entered the Vientiane Babel Tower......
It was only at this moment that Bai Mei began to feel a trace of pressure, after all, he was not a perpetual motion machine, every time he killed two imps, he needed to consume the true yuan in his body, although the amount was not large, but it added up to a lot, more than a hundred times, Bai Mei also consumed a lot of true yuan.
The one hundred and eightieth time to kill two little ghosts, while waiting for the little ghosts to come back to life, Bai Mei's thoughts moved, and a door to the dead ghost behind him opened a secluded hole, and countless hideous-looking, crazy roaring ghosts swarmed out, and then knelt down at Bai Mei's feet reverently.
Resurrected from the embers of flesh and blood again, the two little ghosts with empty eyes just staring at the white eyebrows were still persistently moving towards the white eyebrows as if they had established a program.
As soon as the thought moved, the group of ghosts who had been instructed by Bai Mei roared and rushed to the two imps, rushing to pounce on them, swallowing their dry flesh and bones into their stomachs, so as to eliminate the taint of the two imps and their supreme faith.
Although the cultivation has reached the peak of foundation building, under the countless ghost tides, the two little ghosts were eaten clean in the blink of an eye, and there were not even bone residues left.
Retracting the group of ghosts, looking at the empty front, Bai Mei waited quietly, and sure enough, after the time of resurrection, the two imps came back from the void again, without any hindrance.
Looking at the two little ghosts with flashing eyes, Bai Mei secretly wondered in his heart, is it really an unsolvable situation......
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At the same time, after seeing Bai Mei enter the stone gate without hindrance, the monks sitting outside the stone gate suddenly couldn't sit still, after all, Bai Mei's way of entering was too smooth, and there was no suitable way for everyone to wait outside, so naturally there would be no problem, but once a person had a special case, then this atmosphere would be like an infectious disease, so everyone would be infected.
Soon, many people imitated Bai Mei's way and plunged into the stone gate.
And what awaits them are the shackles that can't break free and the two thin and disgusting imps, the only difference is that although the imps faced by different people all look similar, the tools in the hands of these imps are different.
The white eyebrows are a saw knife and a funnel, while others have hot soldering irons, barrels full of worms, and boiling and bubbling copper juice......
Different tools seemed to mean different punishments, but every monk who was locked up in action did not receive the punishment honestly, or the pride in their hearts did not allow them to be subjected to such insults.
So everyone was resisting, and everyone quickly discovered the weirdness of these undead imps.
Hua Yuansheng is the young master of Wuzhou Ghost Face Flower Witch Village, Ghost Face Flower Witch Village is also one of the top ten martial arts villages in Wuzhou, and the contemporary witch master is also an old Jindan power, in charge of a large area.
As the son of Jindan's great power, although Hua Yuansheng's cultivation is not as good as his father's, he has been smart since he was a child, but he has an IQ much higher than his peers, and even his father's friends praise him for his excellent IQ, and he is also among the best in Wuzhou.
After discovering that these imps can't be killed, but will gradually become stronger.
Hua Yuansheng decisively changed his tactics, opened his mouth and spit out two bullets full of black and red patterns and shot them at the bodies of the two imps, and after a sound of flesh and blood breaking, a gorgeous flower tree that grew from the body of the little ghost firmly fixed them in place, unable to continue to get close to Hua Yuansheng.
And at this moment, in addition to Hua Yuansheng, there are many people who quickly changed their strategy after discovering that the two little ghosts could not be killed at all, changing the killing of the enemy to trapping the enemy, eliminating the crisis of the two little ghosts pressing step by step.
But at the same time, there are many people like Bai Mei, who continue to torture and kill these two little ghosts tirelessly.
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The five hundredth time to kill the two imps, this time the resurrected imps, the aura cultivation on his body is already forty-five times that of ordinary foundation building peak monks, and even more than the first person to build the foundation of the Vajra Famen Temple, Huitian!
Gasping slightly, killing such a cultivated imp is already a big burden for Bai Mei.
However, when the two imps came back to life again, the white eyebrows, who had just lowered their heads and gasped, raised their heads, and a look of expectation began to appear on their faces.
That's right, at the beginning, I found out that the little ghost couldn't be completely killed by Bai Mei, why did he still be happy to kill the little ghost?
Naturally not, if the two little ghosts were just simply immortal, it would naturally be impossible for Bai Mei to be bored enough to test their limits.
The fundamental reason for Bai Mei's purpose in doing this is that every time the two imps die and come back to life, they will increase their cultivation power.
I've been killing the two imps all the time, and then resurrecting them, killing them.
What Bai Mei wants is for these two little ghosts to keep getting stronger and stronger until they get to the level he expects.
As for why, it's simple!
Because the white eyebrows want to take them - sharpen the sword!
Cultivating to the current realm of Bai Mei, there are not no opponents of the same level, but almost every one of them is the heart and soul of the major forces, either in the center of the organization, or is closely protected.
If a well-known sword cultivator like Bai Mei came to the door to learn, he would be rejected one hundred percent!
So after perceiving the characteristics of these two imps, Bai Mei came up with the idea of sharpening his sword with these two goods.
There is no background force, and the strength can continue to increase, and you don't have to worry about killing you by mistake!
Such an existence is simply a meat target falling from the sky for Bai Mei!
The cultivation of the two imps has increased to the point where it has reached the point where it can initially meet the needs of Bai Mei!
The corners of the mouth cracked an infiltrating arc, the sword intent in Bai Mei's eyes was boiling, and the ferocity was gradually revealed, looking at the figures of the two little ghosts, the breath rolling on Bai Mei's body was like a beast that had broken free from the cage, wantonly exuding his own stuffiness......