According to Chen Weiming's prediction, every time he blocked about eight dao patterns, plus the ability to resist blows would become stronger and stronger, repeating more than a thousand times, he could block all the ten thousand dao patterns on the body of the spirit of Pangu. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But the truth is a merciless slap in the face, as long as he loses consciousness and wakes up again, everything he did before will disappear, and everything will have to start again.

Touching his forehead, Chen Weiming felt dizzy and extremely uncomfortable.

He is not afraid of pain, it is true that the attack power of the golden dragon-shaped qi is strong and domineering, and there is no fear of death, because this is a battle that will not die. But it's just too monotonous and boring.

This is not called fighting, but beating. Waking up is a frenzy, and God knows it's been years, if not decades, since I've been in this weird place. Whoever has been beaten alive for decades will be like him, and he can't help but be impetuous and unbearable.

Especially with a fluke mentality, he tried again, and after waking up and finding that he had failed, Chen Weiming collapsed.

"Ahh

With a loud roar, he didn't wait for his injuries to heal, and rushed towards the spirit of Pangu. After carrying more than 30 punches, he was beaten into a coma.

When I woke up, the anger was still there, and I was killing again.

Awakening, coma...... Everything is back to square one, constantly repeated, monotonous and violent.

When the depression and anger in his heart were forcibly dispersed by the spirit of Pangu with his fist, Chen Weiming did not stop such crazy actions. After calming down, he had already figured out that this catastrophe could not be overcome by groping for the law and then opportunistically. In the final analysis, it still takes solid strength to have hope.

The only choice is that he can rely on the Celestial Evolution Catalogue to keep getting stronger, but the Spirit of Pangu has always been that strength, that terrifying strength that crushes everything.

What you can do is to keep fighting and growing until you really have the strength to fight.

It was an extremely tedious and painful process, and Chen Weiming thanked Yanyun Pavilion for the first time. If it weren't for this damn organization, which allowed him to taste inhuman treatment back then, as well as those inhuman cultivation methods, he would probably have collapsed at this moment.

Time has lost its meaning, and Chen Weiming feels that there is only one thing left in his life, waking up, and then being beaten.

The limit of endurance, from thirty punches, to forty punches, to fifty punches...... to a hundred punches...... A Thousand Punches......

As if he had gone through several epochs and even reincarnation, Chen Weiming was even worried that he would die of old age in this stupid catastrophe.

It wasn't until the limit of his endurance exceeded 10,000 punches that he finally felt that he had the strength to fight the other party.

"Whew!"

The golden dragon-shaped spirit let out a long roar, and a punch hit the chest. In the midst of the loud bang, there was the sound of metal clashing. The mountain-like fist left a white mark on the chest, but the explosive fist strength was dissolved by the physical body more than ninety percent.

As soon as Chen Weiming raised his hand, a talisman condensed in his hand, and the Dao pattern reversed, directly slapping on the spirit of Pangu. With a flash of Xuanguang, he reversed the Dao pattern and entered the opponent's body.

Another punch came at a fast pace. Chen Weiming still didn't dodge or dodge, ate a punch, and then crushed the talisman and slapped it.

The speed of the Pangu Spirit is quite fast, although it is not like a monk who cultivates the speed path pattern to a certain extent, and comes and goes without a trace, but it has a terrifying aggression, making people feel as if they have been frantically impacted by a running rhinoceros.

There is no point in dodging, it is better to resist. And Chen Weiming is very glad that this Pangu Spirit has no wisdom and does not know how to dodge. If the other party really fights with him like a normal person, God knows how many years he will have to be beaten by fat before he can keep up with the other party's speed.

One, two...... Don't be in a hurry, take a few sigils when you find a chance.

Although this is a catastrophe that requires hard power to win and get out, there are still ways to cheat. This fat beat all the way, and every time he woke up, Chen Weiming would use different reversal Dao pattern attacks. In this way, all the reversal patterns have already been demonstrated by him using the method of sigils, and he can easily reach them.

Ten, hundred, thousand...... The light of the Dao Pattern on the Pangu Spirit's body was suppressed one by one, and the injuries on Chen Weiming's body also worsened layer by layer. But he didn't panic, he didn't hurry, he didn't hurry.

In the last battle, he had already blocked more than 9,900, just one line away, and this time he had a good chance of success.

When the number of blockade patterns reached nine thousand, Chen Weiming took a deep breath, the pain of the bone crack in his chest was very uncomfortable, but it was much better than last time. Moreover, because the Dao Pattern had been sealed too much, the power of the golden dragon-shaped qi used by the Spirit of Pangu was far less powerful than before, and the physical body was enough to withstand it.

Nine thousand one, nine thousand two, nine thousand three...... When the blockade reached nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine, Chen Weiming's heart moved, and he was blessed to the general of his soul, and he actually saw a very interesting power pattern from his own technique.

When he raised his hand, a palm was slapped out, and ten thousand retrograde patterns appeared at the same time. Ten thousand Dao circled, the light was hidden but not revealed, and in a moment, a roulette wheel was drawn, which was exactly the same as the Wanyan Dao wheel.

The difference is that this is the supernatural power of light and energy energy gathering, while the Wanyan Dao Wheel is a real existence.

The Art of Wanyan.Seal.

A palm fell, and it slapped on the spirit of Pangu.

Ten thousand rays of light erupted, like the sun and the moon, making it difficult for people to look directly for a moment, as if it had turned into a huge black hole, absorbing all the power and patterns.

At that moment, Chen Weiming clearly felt that the spirit of Pangu was shaken, and then he stiffened and did not move.

When the dazzling light gradually sighed, Chen Weiming finally saw it clearly. The Dao patterns on the body of the Pangu Spirit have been completely blocked, and cracks have appeared on the body, quickly cracking.

However, in the blink of an eye, I finally saw that the body of Pangu Spirit had faded and slowly disappeared into space.

It worked...... Chen Weiming was overjoyed in his heart, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he was powerless to fight again at this moment.

The world began to crumble, and a space-tearing force frantically bombarded the body. Under the severe pain, consciousness began to blur.

It's as if something was penetrated and something was bumped into.

I don't know if it's a hallucination or a memory, but vaguely, he heard someone chanting poetry.

"Proud bones are stained with wind and dew, their hearts are to the rock, the house is full of good spring, and they love snow hibiscus. ”

The voice was staccato and weeping, and I don't know where it came from.

Suddenly, I saw the woman in green appear in front of me again. This is a woman who is not alluring to the country, especially among the so-called fairies, she can only be regarded as ordinary.

But it was this face that made it difficult for Chen Weiming to look away.

"Chen Gongzi, I miss you very much......"

There was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and there was indescribable loneliness and melancholy in his eyes. That kind of reluctant sadness, like a substance, turned into sharp arrows, constantly hammering on Chen Weiming's chest, making him feel painful.

It was as if I had passed through somewhere, and as if I had been bombarded by something, and the phantom of my memory was shattered.

After a long time, I finally woke up leisurely. When I opened my eyes, I saw a pretty face.

Chen Weiming was shocked and immediately stunned.

This face...... Who is not the woman in green?(To be continued.) )