"It's nonsense, we can't let it mess around anymore!"

Breaking through the mirror and reaching the pinnacle of the world, Shisanlang described it as nonsense, which not only shows his determination to stop, but also inevitably laughs at himself. A moment ago, he was still viciously sambling to take back the lost Liliang, and at this time he regretted that his poisonous tongue was too effective, and he just wanted to ask the other party to stop and even let him go.

In a trance, he seemed to feel that the impact of mana had to last until the end of the collapse and reorganization of this shijie to be completed, and he could not support it for so long anyway, so he had to find another way to vent. At the same time, Shisanlang noticed that the Liliang that was conveyed over was not reconciled, in other words, this mountain peak may not be willing to do this, but it was also powerless, and could only watch as the Liliang that he had worked hard to accumulate was absorbed by Shisanlang, and he couldn't stop it at all.

Countless images and memories rushed into his body at the same time with the mana, rushing into Shisanlang's mind, among them there were people and beasts, insects and birds, and even fish seemed to destroy his body was not enough, even his head was about to be turned into mud.

"How can there be fish in the mountains?"

The thought flashed away, and Thirteen Lang was too late and in no mood to entangle the sea or the mulberry field, and the red glow on the surface of his body was released, and he let out a drink at the same time as the rouge bird was released.

"Doppelganger!"

The clone flashed out in the shout, standing side by side with the main body, trying to divert the impact. This should not have worked, because although the Buddha-figure doppelgangers are one, they are independent of each other at the same time, and it is difficult for them to function.

Perception and cultivation are different, and the perception of the doppelganger and the deity can be interconnected. But there is only one cultivation, how can it be passed on to each other? Thirteen Lang went to the doctor for illness indiscriminately, trying to let the doppelganger directly take its source. If you can absorb cultivation like the deity, you may be able to reduce its burden a little.

It wasn't enough to do this alone, Thirteen Lang clasped his fingers on his shoulders, legs, chest, and abdomen at the same time, looking around in his body for a suitable place to break through, and further tried to self-destruct the meridians! He clearly felt that the ability of his hands and feet to accommodate mana was several times higher than that of the rest of the place, if he could add a few such areas. It may be possible to curb the momentum of the continuous rise of the realm and truly down-to-earth.

Is it just for this? Of course not!

Advanced Transformation is the most important level in the cultivation process, and it is forcibly broken through without the cooperation of heaven and earth perception and artistic conception. It means that his future achievements are limited, but Jusan Lang is not thinking about that, if he can really break through to cool, he will not hesitate to choose to cooperate. What really caused this situation, and forced him to do everything he could to stop this process, was that the star seal had not reacted so far.

This is not accurate, the real situation is that the degree of perfection of that star seal is far from comparable to cultivation. Speed is also incomparable; This means that no matter how much mana Shisanlang absorbs, he can't really take that step.

If the mana is endless, the levels that must be broken through will never be passed, and there is only one result: being held alive until the body explodes!

"Hell it, open it for me!"

The explosion body will obviously die, and Thirteen Lang feels that it may not be able to wait that long, if the facts cannot be changed, he is afraid that he will be angry, suffocated, and wronged to death in advance

The roar continued. The two struggled at the top of the mountain, and the clone was quickly filled with the vast liliang that rushed into the body. Xiu Wei also began to soar like a rocket, and at the same time, Thirteen Lang's eyes were red, red dots and bulging all over his body, as if there were countless monsters trying to rush out. The skin on his calves had been completely torn apart, rolling to reveal bright red flesh, and the thick tendons of the fingers were wriggling like hideous snakes moving through the flesh. On his body, there are many places similar to his calves, and even the bones moan in some parts, constantly announcing and warning Thirteen Lang that this body is about to collapse.

That's Wuzun's body!

The impact is still continuing, 10,000 years of adsorption, I don't know how powerful liliang has accumulated in this mountain, most of it is used elsewhere, such as deriving houses, maintaining formations, or communicating with the stars in the sky, etc.;

"Peng, Peng!" Several muffled sounds exploded in succession, and a cloud of blood mist exploded on each of the two calves, a right arm, and the left rib on the side of the chest, marking the effectiveness of the violent onslaught, shattering several meridians. The feeling of reaching the limit was suddenly relaxed, and the surging mana poured into all corners of his body like a flood, and at the same time, the sharp pain that came made Shisanro clench his teeth and almost fall into the most incorrigible fainting.

Self-severing tendons and veins, something that ordinary people can't imagine. If it were up to Shisanlang to do it himself, there would still be endless dangers under the premise of gradual implementation and preparation, let alone such an arrogant and unreasonable way? In an instant, Shisanlang was covered in blood, as if he had been cut by a thousand knives and broken down into tiny particles, where can the torment be described.

Not enough!

Even at this level, Shisanro still couldn't stop his cultivation from climbing to the next realm little by little, and his mind was constantly washed away by countless memories, and Shisanro gradually felt that he was no longer himself, but had become a thousand, a thousand different creatures, and experienced thousands of lives at the same time.

Flying in the sky, swimming in the water, running on the ground, drilling in the soil, growing in the earth, soaring in the starry sky, sometimes shuttling through the ghosts and netherworlds, and re-entering the endless cycle in the next moment, never endless.

"I'm dying. ”

Thirteen Lang gritted his teeth to prevent himself from falling into a coma, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

The cultivation is still improving, the realm continues to climb, the mountain peak has dropped to less than half, and the surrounding rotation and collapse continue. In fact, it has only been a moment.

Thirteen Lang was persistent, shaking his body and struggling, his hands swollen like two meat hammers, and he didn't feel any pain when he rammed his body.

"I'm dying!"

He was roaring at himself, at an unknown adversary, at some kind of hopeful being. He didn't know if there was any point in doing this, judging only by previous experience, he could be killed, but there was absolutely no reason to die like this.

"It's too much!"

A sigh rang out. Jusan Lang finally waited for a response, but not in the way he had guessed. Perhaps because of the delusion generated by the confusion, Jusan Lang felt that a hand had grown from the imprint on his chest. But instead of reaching out of the body, it swims along the fangs of the body, reaches into the earth through the legs, and grabs it easily and casually.

What did you catch?

By the time that voice sounded, Jusan Lang had already lost consciousness. At this moment, he almost fell apart, and he had a supreme cultivation but couldn't even stand, and collapsed to the ground.

Wake up again. Everything has changed, and it looks like nothing has changed

The sky is still the same sky, and there is nothing unusual except for the reduction of three stars, and the mountain is still the same mountain. Except for the change in height, the morphology is the same as before.

The moment he opened his eyes and saw the mountain, Thirteen Lang somehow had the idea that after walking this mountain, it would no longer be 5,873 steps. It's an extra step.

It's really a strange thing. Hugh said with the vigilance of Thirteen Lang. Even if he were to change the position of a person who had never experienced the world, there was no reason to pay attention to how high the mountain was at this time. It's just that Thirteen Lang is like this, not only that, but he also subconsciously measured it with his eyes, his attitude was extremely careful, and his expression was also very focused.

"Five thousand eight hundred and seventy-four, weishenme?"

Counting how high the mountain peak was, Jujuro also recovered from that trance. After asking himself, he threw the inexplicable set of numbers out of the clouds. Looking around, he saw that he was lying on the top of the mountain. At the same time, he noticed that the scenery around him was almost exactly the same as the previous void, and noticed that the mark on his chest seemed to be more profound, especially the line in the center, which was slightly darker.

He also noticed that his cultivation was equivalent to the realm of the doppelganger, and there was only one line left before the final consummation, but it gave people a feeling that it was insurmountable. Thirteen Lang knew that this didn't mean anything, strictly calculating the depth of mana, as well as the purity, etc., because of this incident, the deity had surpassed the doppelganger a lot.

These are important, but not too important, the important thing is that Jusan Lang found something else, so he can conclude that he is not in the space just now, and then judge that what he has experienced is not a dream, but a fact that really happened.

The stone beneath him is different from the previous mountain, textured and grooved, and there is one more person beside him: the Gun King.

How did the Gun King end up here?

Thirteen Lang was puzzled, but he didn't bother to pay attention to it. He noticed that the Gun King was not in good shape, well, this statement is too polite, it should be said that the Gun King is difficult to support, and will soon be sucked dry by this mountain. The strange thing is that the Gun King is not aware of the existence of Thirteen Lang, as if he is asleep, or simply unconscious.

It was important to save people, Thirteen Lang didn't have time to think about it, so he quickly took out the pill and took it for the Spear King, and at the same time reached out above his head, trying to deliver mana to it.

What he lacks most now is mana, of course, this does not mean how good the state of Thirteen Lang is, in fact, his injuries are heavier than those of the Gun King, and he needs to be recuperated and taken care of. The biggest difference between the two is that they are also on the top of the mountain, Thirteen Lang hardly cares about the suction, but Lu someone can't.

Strange to say, almost at the moment when Thirteen Lang's mana was transferred in, the gun king who seemed to be about to die immediately woke up, looked around in a daze and found Thirteen Lang, and said in surprise: "What about the others?"

Thirteen Lang was also stunned and said, "Aren't the others separated from you?"

The Gun King was even more puzzled, and replied, "No, let's meet to find the true canon cough cough." ”

Remembering the past, the gun king was ashamed and couldn't speak, obviously he still didn't understand what was going on, he only thought that he was in danger again because of greed, and finally the labor thirteen lang rushed to the rescue.

"Forget it, don't talk about it, you can rest first. ”

Thirteen Lang also felt ashamed, and was embarrassed to say, "All this is my fault", and said after relief: "If you don't mind, I'll put you away first." ”

In a hurry, the Gun King nodded silently, knowing in his heart that Thirteen Lang was not only to save himself, but also to save mana. The suction power of the mountain peak is so huge, the spear king keeps swallowing the pill and can't supply it, Thirteen Lang can't supply two people by himself, the best way is to put him into the space and let him meditate slowly to recover.

Ordinary people will never tolerate being pretended, and the Gun King and Thirteen Lang don't need to worry so much before, and at the same time, they are also assured of his ability. It's just that the seemingly ideal jihua is not like that at all, and Thirteen Lang's expression suddenly changed to a dull moment when he waved his hand, and his expression seemed to be a ghost.

"Can't take it?" the gun king changed color, and soon realized what it meant.

"I can't take it. ”

Thirteen Lang burst out of his teeth, couldn't bear it, and finally pressed the idea of asking Xiao Bu to try, helplessly raised his head, and roared at the sky.

"The true spirit actually kidnapped hostages! Nezu, do you still want to be shameless?"

(To be continued......)