Chapter 916 916. Using Someone’s Head as a Foot Basin!!
Gray realm, above the stars.
The dazzling spherical light of the stars is reflected in the divine star pupils.
Zhou Yin narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of doubt flashing across his face.
"What does this demon soldier want to do?"
As a grain of time soil turned into time light, a man in a black robe with purple mist all over his body in the center of the star core stretched out his hand and grasped the mist-like time light in front of him into his palm.
The silk mist gathered and condensed into a ray of old light, which quickly flowed along the palm of the black-robed man's hand and poured into his eyebrows.
In an instant, layer after layer of heat waves rose from the center of the eyebrows, spreading and exploding in circles, sweeping across the entire star.
Zhou Yin finally understood. This guy was trying to produce an S-level Dao Fruit right on the spot?!
"Haha~ It's rare to see this in a thousand years."
Zhou Yin had seen many jokes in his life, but he had to admit that none of his previous experiences could compare to the joyful scene before him.
It is really hard to imagine that someone would dare to choose to produce an S-level Dao fruit under such circumstances.
Although the time required to achieve the fruit of the Tao is not as long as comprehending the spiritual robe, it does not take a lot of years.
But it is not something that can be completed in just a quarter of an hour.
What's more, it is an S-level Dao Fruit. Even if one has the talent of a god-level genius, it will take at least one day to condense into a Dao Fruit. And for safety, it is mostly sages in the second reincarnation or even the third or fourth reincarnation who can do it.
The demon soldiers in front of him were not only not reincarnation cultivators who had fallen from the realm of sages, but their spiritual pressure was only at the first level of the Venerable Realm.
Choosing S-level when you reach the second level is no different from committing suicide.
"Nian, do you want to continue? You use the Holy Track Ritual to create the Year Light, but all of this Year Light will be absorbed by the demons." Zhou Yin's deep and loud voice sounded in the twilight.
The universe was silent for a moment, and then that childish voice finally arrived again, unconcerned, "Don't worry, once the demons are defeated, the light of time will naturally re-emerge."
"but."
As he spoke, Tong Yin chuckled, as if he had seen some cool toy. "The demons are really fun. They're actually lunatics who are even braver than Huang Ye."
Hearing this name, Zhou Yin's expression flashed with a hint of coldness. He shook his head and said indifferently, "It's a pity that only a madman can be called a genius after he succeeds. Only one genius like him can appear."
Star realm, the Three Sacred Star Regions.
The entire star field is shrouded in a giant clock, with a mysterious figure hanging in the center.
A blazing white ball of flame hung in the palm of Shenying's right hand. If you look closely, you can see that it is a miniature star.
In the center of the star's core, time soil is also being transformed into time light.
The scorching sun hung in his palm, and his calm eyes seemed to penetrate endless time and space, looking down into the endless distance.
There is also an uninvited guest in the current star, a black cat, who can also use the Jinyang Divine Realm, but this black cat is obviously not as crazy as the demons, and did not choose to absorb the S-level Dao Fruit of Suiguang.
The black cat seemed to have accepted its inevitable death and gave up struggling. It slid its hands left and right in the starlight of time and soil, playing around, bored to death.
Therefore, even if the interesting demon in the Gray Realm star is countless times more interesting than Huang Ye, it will still be in vain if it succeeds in bearing fruit within fifteen minutes.
After all, in order to destroy the Holy Orbit Ritual, at least the stars of two worlds need to be destroyed at the same time.
The possibility of someone doing something so bizarre is even lower than Huang Ye kneeling down and begging for mercy in front of him right now.
What's more, the demons will definitely fail in the end.
Normally, if one wants to achieve an S-level Dao Fruit, one must become a Dark Sage, free oneself from the A-level Fruition, integrate it into the body, and walk the path of the Venerable again. Only then will it be possible to condense an S-level Dao Fruit when one is promoted to the Saint Realm for the second time.
Choosing to achieve S-level fruition during the first promotion to the Saint Realm has a 99% failure rate and a mortality rate exceeding 95%. However, achieving S-level Four-Season Fruition is certain death.
Not to mention being promoted to the third or even the second
The above rules are absolute laws summarized since the Age of Gods. No one can break or violate them, not even god-level geniuses.
Of course, everything is possible. Ten thousand years ago, there was a man named Huang Ye, who was hailed as the greatest man of ancient and modern times. Unprecedentedly, he chose the S-level Dao Fruit when he was promoted to the Holy Realm for the first time.
He succeeded, but was seriously injured and almost died.
This was the only exception.
At this moment, the demons chose to achieve S-level Dao fruit when they were promoted to the second level of Zun. This was an unbelievable thing that even Huang Ye would never dare to do.
Mu Qingtong didn't know whether this was against heaven or not, but at this moment, she really wanted to do something against heaven.
For example, chop off Mr. Xia’s head and use it as a foot basin!
How dare this guy!
On the surface, he summoned her to join forces to fight, but in his heart, all he was thinking about was the Pale Dragon God?
"You bastard."
In the cold and beautiful pupils, the eternally unchanging ice pond cracked into traces of fire patterns, and surging flames and mist boiled out. It was the scorching sun hidden beneath the bottom of the pond that was about to explode into the sky and annihilate this world!
"Buzz——!!!!" Layer after layer of flames exploded from her brows, and the rare spiritual materials dangling around her body transformed into spiritual currents, converging towards her brows, blending with the light of time, and guiding the laws of heaven and earth.
stinging.
It was a feeling of despair caused by the extreme pain in the world, starting from the center of the eyebrows and quickly spreading to the heart, or maybe from the heart directly to the center of the eyebrows, she could no longer tell.
The pain spread throughout his body, as if he was enduring extreme punishment in hell, giving rise to endless thoughts of self-destruction.
In the eternal energy hell that is powerful enough to destroy any concept, death may be the best option.
Mu Qingtong is not afraid of death. When he was young, he even had the crazy idea of trying what it felt like to die.
But for some reason, at this moment, she really didn't want to die.
She had to live, then.
Using someone's head as a foot basin!!
If an S-level Dao fruit is obtained when the second level of the Zun is promoted to the third level, it may be much easier.
It was indeed extremely difficult for her to try to produce S-level Dao Fruit at the first level of the Supreme Realm. Even she felt unprecedented pleasure.
If philosophy could be generalized like mathematical theorems, one of them would surely be: the more difficult something is, the more interesting it is.
For intelligent creatures, overcoming suffering can bring a sense of accomplishment and superiority, and this sense of satisfaction is proportional to the degree of difficulty.
It’s just that most intelligent creatures are afraid of difficulties and are destined to be unable to experience the many pleasures of the world.
There is indeed a lot of fun in this world!
"You bastard!"
The devilish silver hair danced wildly with the flames, and in the cold and beautiful eyes, the golden pupils had burned into a pair of sacred and boundless blazing suns. Thousands of spiritual materials that were like stars hanging in the sky quickly collapsed, and the starlight flowed back, rushing madly into the brows of the silver-haired witch!
Faintly, a platinum-colored holy sun mark appeared between his eyebrows.
Beneath the hidden mask, that beautiful and tranquil face is becoming more and more like a saint, but the corners of the eyes are seductive like a demon.
"Crack--" The Holy Sun Engraving cracked with traces of light, and seemed to be on the verge of collapse.
The result was not easy, and now we have only passed the first level.
(End of this chapter)
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