Everyone looked at the monk's inability to resist, and they couldn't help but feel palpitations.

Everyone can now see that this spoon ignores all defenses, and at the moment of its fall, no one can stop it.

Each time it fell, it left a bruise on the monk's body.

This level of damage may seem insignificant, even to mortals, but if it adds up, it is quite terrifying.

Especially when even the healing is ineffective, it means that these minor wounds will become more and more serious and worse, and eventually threaten life.

Although the process will be long, it may take hundreds of millions, or even billions of hits.

But there is no doubt that in the case of no healing, hundreds of millions of small injuries will eventually smash the monk to death.

"Impossible, isn't it? It doesn't have mana at all, what is driving it?" said an immortal.

No one could answer it, and everyone was a person with excellent eyesight and a strong sense, and it was clear that the spoon was moving out of thin air.

At this moment, Bai Ge arrived.

He teleported to the scene, and Gu Yu and the others hurriedly bowed their heads and said, "White Emperor!"

"Hmm...... I know it all. Bai Ge stared at the spoon and smashed it on the monk again and again.

Immediately confirmed: "It must be a containment object." ”

I saw that he also tried to restrain it with a unified force field, and there was no doubt that the spoon was still unswervingly striking the target.

Knocks can be made on the face, on the head, on the shoulders, on the chest, on the vest and even on the arms.

The monk twisted his body, trying to avoid the vulnerable.

When he saw Bai Ge coming, his eyes were full of hope again: "White Emperor, help me!"

Bai Ge asked, "How can you be sure that it won't stop? Could it be that it will speak and tell you that it must knock you to death?"

The monk carried the blow and screamed, "That's how it feels! It's giving me despair! It's torturing me! It's going to kill me little by little, with insignificant damage...... Knock it to death slowly!"

Bai Ge groaned and said secretly: Do you still have your own psychological oppression......

Seeing the monk's hopeful gaze, Bai Ge thought about it and directly put the spoon into his mind.

"Parse it, bell!"

However, in the next second, a spoon appeared out of thin air and struck the monk on the head again.

"Ahh

"Boom!"

"What the hell is this...... Why is it hitting me...... Who am I?"

"Boom!"

"Why...... Why, why me?"

"Boom!"

"Stop knocking!

The monk shouted for a moment, and then suddenly roared, "Soldier!"

I saw that he abandoned his body on the spot, and a primordial spirit flew out, this time it was not spit out, but directly broke through the sea of qi.

This means that he can't go back, and it's also a helpless move, he is really fed up.

Thinking that he would not be able to clean up in the future, he could only be smashed constantly, smashed to the point that his skin was broken, his flesh was broken, he was disfigured, and he was smashed so that he had no love, so he was ruthless in his heart and simply gave up his body.

"Lao Tzu is no longer an immortal!" he had just shouted when he heard the nightmarish voice.

"Bang!"

"Ahhhh

I don't know how hateful this spoon is, but he only has the Yuan Shen left, but he was still hit hard in the next second.

It is simply impossible to hide it because of the military dissolution, and the spoon falls tirelessly.

The voice was like a death knell, reminding him second by second: never die!

The pain of the soul was even more unbearable, and after only a few blows, he could not bear it.

At this moment, he regretted it extremely much, and felt that it was better to resist with his body, after all, he was an immortal cultivator, with rough skin and thick flesh, and his spirit was complete, and the physical torture was actually completely bearable.

But now it's good, the Yuan Shen is struck, and the slightest pain will be sensitively amplified to the extreme.

Because the Yuan Shen will not have the ultimate self-protection of the brain, and the pain is not felt through hormone secretion, as long as it is painful, it hurts so much that it wants to die.

Obviously, every blow of this spoon is bound to make people hurt.

"Ahhh

Every time he falls, it takes a second at most, and no matter how he flies, the ghost will not go away!

The hundreds of onlookers on the field were shocked when they saw it.

Originally, the physical body could still carry it for decades, but now it's good, I'm afraid that the Yuan Shen won't be able to hold up for a year.

"Tut-tut......" At the same time, Bai Ge had already understood the characteristics of this spoon.

At this moment, there was a spoon in his head, which he had brought in.

But it's useless, in the real world, there is still a spoon, perseverance, unhurriedly knocking that person to death.

"According to the characteristics, the striking of this spoon has force majeure and cannot be stopped in any way. ”

"Once it is chosen as a target, it will not die, and it will continue to knock on the other party until it dies!"

"Whether it's escaping at the speed of light, or teleportation, or space-time transfer, even if it's a dimensional difference, a dimensional jump...... It will be in hot pursuit, appearing next to the target, performing force majeure strikes!"

"Its tapping, an absolute damage that ignores defenses, is incurable. Depending on the target's tolerance, its damage will also increase in equal proportions, making it hurt the target, but not very painful. It must hurt the target, but not very much. Under a slow, prolonged attack, the target is sent to death at a 'wriggling' speed. ”

"No matter how durable the target is, no matter how tenacious the vitality of the target is...... If one year is not enough, it will be ten years, and if ten years is not enough, it will be a hundred years, even if it is beaten to the end of the world, the target must be knocked to death. ”

"The target who is infinitely hunted down will feel its despair, the kind of despair that is not too excessive every time, but persevering and persevering. The psychological pressure felt by the target is a kind of malice of Chiguoguo, and it is inexplicably a malice that must be killed. ”

Bai Ge suddenly gasped.

It was the most ghostly thing he'd ever seen, but it was terrifying.

"Juggernaut, this thing is a perpetual motion machine, if you add a mechanical arm to it and connect it to a mechanical work system, its swing can do infinite work and drive the mechanical ......," Bell said.

"It's a ghost!"

"Because it has to catch up with the target in a second, if the pursued person runs away at sub-light speed, it will pursue it faster at sub-light speed," Bell said. And because it will not stop, even if it is connected to a heavy object, it will definitely be able to drag that heavy object to the place where the person being pursued...... In other words, it is a 'horse' that ignores energy consumption and the mass of movement, and this 'horse' can theoretically drag a carriage at the speed of light......"

Bai Ge was speechless: "We can all jump, what's the use of sailing at the speed of light......

"Yes," said the bell, "I have tried my best to consider what it can be used for, but it doesn't seem to be of much use...... After all, we're no longer weak, and containment will certainly do more harm than good to us. ”

"You said it could even ignore the dimensional pursuit, but why did a second one appear after I took it into my brain?" Bai Ge asked.

"In fact, it can also be destroyed, because it is only force majeure during the strike, and it can be broken when it is struck once and then briefly distanced," the bell said. It's useless though, because it's bound to reappear on the next tap. ”

"It's not just an object, the spoon is an embodiment. Whether or not it exists in the world does not affect its effects. The target who is hunted down must die! This is doomed to ensure that even if it is wiped out, it must ensure the phenomenon of 'spoon strike'. ”

"Because the medium of the brain hole and reality only dominates you, the spoon cannot travel between the two places, so it is considered destroyed. ”

"Although it is not actually destroyed, but exists in the brain, it still has to be pursued persistently to have an effect, so the spoon will definitely chase it within the specified time. If it really can't be chased, a second spoon will hit the target. The slowest and one per second!"

Bai Ge sighed, this is simply incomprehensible.

If you don't die, you can't stop dying, and you have to die.

Because of the specificity of the brain hole, this containment object even has an extra spoon.

"What are the conditions for it to select a target to pursue?" Bai Ge asked.

"Within a certain range, randomly, that is, whoever is unlucky in this neighborhood deserves ......"

Bai Ge was stunned suddenly, looked up at the painful primordial god, and saw that a small part of the monk's primordial god had been knocked to pieces.

The monk seemed to collapse, and at the same time as the realm began to collapse, the mana surged abnormally, and in an instant, the primordial spirit exploded directly.

"Oh no! he blew himself up!"

This person was still holding on one second ago, and the next second he suddenly felt dead, and he exploded unexpectedly.

Thinking that bad luck will be selected as the next target to be pursued, Bai Ge, who is a little unconfident in his luck, hums the song as soon as possible.

"BGM!" he suddenly turned on the BGM he got from Goethe, and its main function was to bless luck nine times.

But almost at the same time, the bell said, "Don't do this, Juggernaut!"

In the next second, with the blessing of nine times luck, a spoon smashed on Bai Ge's head.

"Bang!"

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