There was a loud bang.
The spherical force exploded in midair, and the huge mask exploded from the middle area as if it was hit by a bomb. The sharp wailing sound turned into a circular sound wave that rippled out. The Grand Marshal and a group of reporters who were watching from a distance were blown away before they could stand firmly. The camera was swept by the sound wave, and a large number of electric sparks burst out, and the parts were scattered all over the ground.
All electronic equipment was destroyed by the impact of this force.
"How dare you blaspheme the gods?!"
The Grand Marshal hid in the corner, pointing at Chen Luo in midair in shock and anger. The others were the same, with twisted faces and crazy curses. Without the restraint of electronic devices, these people all exposed their true nature. Anyway, they had already passed on the image of Chen Luo, and they only needed a little guidance afterwards to confirm the case. At that time, they could welcome the arrival of the great "Dream God" and usher in a new era.
"A butcher who has no fear is doomed to die without a burial place."
"Welcome to death."
Chen Luo, who had just broken through the nightmare, was suspended in mid-air. He felt the power of the nightmare reshaping. This nightmare was even more powerful than he expected. Even a level nine illusion warrior with the power of the early stage of Qi training could not kill it.
While he was pondering how to deal with this primitive nightmare, he heard the curses of the cultists behind him.
These people were in a fanatical mood, completely losing their previous disguise.
Chen Luo, who was already a little annoyed, punched back. The power of phantom martial arts flew out from his right arm and exploded like a swimming jellyfish.
boom!!
A huge fist appeared above the building like a punishment from heaven, and it fell from the sky and smashed into the center of the house.
Roofs collapsed and metal exploded.
The voices of the cultists suddenly stopped, mixed with desperate wails and flying flesh and blood. The Grand Marshal, who had shouted the loudest before, escaped Chen Luo's fist, but was hit by the exploded metal frame next to him, and his lower body was beaten into a pulp.
However, he did not die immediately. Instead, he stared blankly into the air with his eyes wide open.
His eyes were full of confusion.
He didn't understand why the 'Great Dream God' didn't protect him, since he was the 'Pope of the Dream God Cult' chosen by it.
"Crack, crack, crack." The metal frame loosened for the second time, and a metal beam hanging on the corner fell down. The nearly two-ton metal block hit the marshal's head accurately. There was a "puff" sound, and blood, flesh and brain matter splattered all over the ground, like a painting, putting an end to this group of crazy cultists.
The world is quiet.
The nightmare that he had dispersed before condensed again. Chen Luo could clearly see the emotions transmitted from the ground. These emotions turned into nutrients and were absorbed by the nightmare, becoming the capital of his immortality. Outside the barrier, densely packed nightmares stuck to the mirror with distorted faces, looking at the food below.
It's like a painting of doomsday.
"Angry? My power is provided by you humans."
It was still the same huge mask, but the difference was that this time the upper body appeared. From a distance, it looked like a giant with only the upper body, negotiating with an ant floating in the air.
"Believe in me and I will grant you eternal dreams. I can let you replace those people just now and become..."
Bang!
Before he could finish his words, he saw the power explode again.
The huge body was like a clay sculpture in front of Chen Luo, and the area from the chin to the Adam's apple exploded, leaving a huge hole. But this time, the original nightmare recovered faster, and it recovered in the blink of an eye.
Chen Luo was too lazy to listen to this thing's nonsense.
In the vision of the external brain, he clearly felt that the calamity energy around him had condensed to the limit. These calamity energies condensed around him, like the scorching sun, spreading in all directions in the form of sound waves.
The inner demon is in turmoil.
Taoist Changqing showed Chen Luo a way to overcome his inner tribulation.
Enter the world and lie dormant. Use time to exchange for space. With his body outside, the black fire of the Heart Demon Tribulation will not have any effect on Chen Luo. This is the environment that all tribulation survivors dream of. They don't have to worry about the burning of the Heart Demon Tribulation Qi. As long as they are willing, they can stay in the Heart Demon Tribulation for 10,000 years.
But Chen Luo did not choose this path.
He chose a simpler and more brutal path, following his heart and overcoming the calamity with force.
Dormant?
Forbearance?
None of these were in line with his path. He could retreat or run away, but he definitely would not give up everything and live in disgrace.
He chose to come to the space station and confront the original nightmare.
"It's useless. As long as there are people down there, I can be reborn even if you kill me a thousand times or ten thousand times. My power is endless, but you will eventually run out of power." The original nightmare was reshaped again.
This time Chen Luo did not use any killing move.
He stopped in mid-air and looked outside.
Under the influence of the calamity, he found himself again, just like Master Rong Ling. But Chen Luo's condition was much better than Master Rong Ling. With the reminder of the external brain, even when he entered the world, he was in a state of half-sleep and half-wakefulness, which was something that all the calamity-crossers could not compare to.
The experience of this life of inner demon tribulation flashed through his mind.
Lao Dao, Bai Xiaochuan, Su Linlin, Chen Dahe
These people flashed through his mind like a passing scene. In the world below, Chen Dahe and Su Linlin raised their heads for some reason, and both of them smiled at the same time.
"It's time to go out."
Chen Luo muttered to himself.
Everything in the inner demon calamity slowed down in his eyes. The roaring primordial nightmare seemed to have a deceleration button pressed. The speed of its mouth opening and closing was infinitely slowed down, and the frequency of the sound became extremely low. Until finally, it was completely inaudible what he was saying.
"Transformation into a god."
It turns out that 'God' is in the heart.
A hint of enlightenment arose in Chen Luo's mind.
For him, this mental calamity was like a reincarnation.
In samsara he found 'himself'.
The scorching light illuminated everything, including the nightmare's rage, the cultists gathering from afar, and the desperate and frightened faces. Chen Luo felt as if his heart was burning, and the mysterious power formed a mark in his heart.
Before he could take a closer look, his body was carried away by this force.
Memories replayed, forgotten memories returned like a slideshow. Chen Luo only felt his body lighten, a strange feeling surged into his heart, and his consciousness was carried away by an invisible force.
A dim tomb.
The Immortal Emperor Changqing sat cross-legged in the middle of the tomb, the oil lamp on the wall was burning forever, and not far away sat a person who was completely lifeless.
After an unknown amount of time, this person without any breath suddenly moved. The breath on his body began to revive, and his decayed body began to regain vitality like a dead tree coming back to life. The spiritual power inside his body also slowly began to flow, full of vitality.
First the heart, then the center of the eyebrows, and finally the lower dantian.
The three areas turned into three whirlpools, gradually spreading outward. The technique started to work on its own, and the consciousness that was wandering in the heavenly tribulation was attracted by this force and began to return little by little. A translucent shadow walked out of the void, fell to the ground and sat down, returning to the body.
This process will not stop until the shadow and the body completely overlap.
The withered man's fingers moved, then his arms, and finally his head.
"You're back?"
A hoarse voice came out of his throat, and the withered figure slowly raised his head. It was Chen Luo who had returned from the calamity. With the return of the "god", Chen Luo felt an invisible force pouring down from the top of his head. This force was as vast as the sea, boundless.
With the nourishment of this power, the dry body began to fill up.
In just a breath of time, the power consumed by the inner demon calamity was completely restored.
The body began to sublimate, and the first step was life span. The three thousand years limit that countless cultivators dreamed of breaking was broken by this force just like eating and drinking. The length of life span continued to increase until it reached five thousand years.
May you live for five thousand years!
The seed of heaven becomes a god.
At this moment, Chen Luo only felt that he had entered a mysterious state. His whole spirit and energy were improving in an incredible way. The world he used to live in became different in his eyes. The colors also became colorful. He found that he could even see the flow of spiritual energy with his eyes.
The gas became like an elf, excited, and when his consciousness touched it, it would reflect its own emotions.
Chen Luo stretched out his index finger and tapped in the middle of the spiritual energy.
water!
An idea came into his mind, and a flash of light appeared on his fingertips. In his perception, this ball of spiritual energy was like being stained with ink, and it quickly changed color in an incredible way. With his finger as the center, it turned light blue in the blink of an eye.
The water mass floated in the air, twisting irregularly around it.
fire!
The spiritual power between his fingers changed again, the red color spread over, and the water ball turned into fire in a breath. These flames seemed to have life, dancing on Chen Luo's fingertips, but did not hurt him at all.
It is described in the book "Xiu Xian".
If there are evil people in the world, the immortals will punish them. Fire will descend upon the world, only killing the main culprits and not harming others.
There is also a saying.
There is no way to avoid the punishment of heaven.
This is how people describe immortals, and it is also the closest description to the methods of immortals. In the past, Chen Luo did not understand it. Even though he had achieved the Yuanying stage and possessed the power to move mountains and seas, he still did not understand it. Not only him, but all immortal cultivators did not understand it. Some even regarded these words as nonsense and fantasy.
Under supernatural powers, all beings are equal.
How can a mountain be moved without falling because of an ant? All living beings under the rivers are suffering.
The supernatural power will not be lost because of one person, nor will it lose its effect in order to avoid one person.
But now he understood.
After becoming a god, the power in his hands came alive. In his hands now, the spiritual fire could descend without hurting anyone. As long as he didn't want to, the spiritual fire from his hands would not hurt that person. Conversely, if he decided to kill someone, the spiritual fire would burn the target to death until the spiritual power was exhausted.
Chen Luo dispersed the fireball in his hand and stood up.
A layer of gray mist dissipated from him, and all the bad luck dissipated.
Life span.
Divine magic.
The third power is the symbol of all the Divine Transformation cultivators - the Divine Transformation Dharma Seed. (End of this chapter)
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