Chapter 707 Virtual God!
And right now.
"Tch, it's a sand sculpture."
With a slight sneer of disdain, Li Congxin's eyes bulged, and the aura contained in his body suddenly released... a trace.
boom!
Suddenly, a huge spiritual consciousness came out of his body and turned into a shadow thousands of feet high behind him. The auras from all directions in the world converged into a vast sea of clouds with the shadow as the center.
Shadows interspersed in the sea of clouds. He lowered his head and looked down. Li Cong's voice sounded like thunder in the sky: "My mother is selling horses, how dare you be so crazy in front of me."
Under his shadow, the seven demonic dragons suddenly became smaller and smaller, and their momentum was directly crushed into nothingness.
Monsters with ferocious mouths opened one after another, spitting out thunder, fire, ice, frost, thunder and lightning, only emitted a wisp of white smoke before extinguishing.
Cultivation in the integration period! !
During the integration stage, the soul and soul become one, and the soul and soul can be separated at any time.
"Wow!"
Tao Yaoyao raised her head when she saw Xue Luohong, looking at the majestic silhouette penetrating into the sky, her face full of admiration.
Master, this is so handsome!
This is totally an old god!
Not only the three girls, but also the peak masters of the various peaks of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect all looked horrified at this moment.
"Combined period!!"
Ancestor Ji Le kept exclaiming: "As expected, he is indeed a big boss in the integration stage!!"
"Yesterday I stretched out my hand to crush Luo Badao's huge sword, but he didn't really release his breath. At that time, I just guessed that he had strength in the fusion stage. Now it has been confirmed that he is indeed a genuine strong man in the fusion stage!!"
"No wonder he can beat me by half a chip."
"No wonder I didn't even notice that I was bald at Youcao Peak."
The ancestor of Wocao was completely convinced: "With this strength, even if you pull off my underwear, I can only dream about it."
"Yesterday, I was really... grandstanding."
Looking at the huge shadow in the vast clouds and mist, Bai Mengyan looked slightly stunned, and felt ashamed in her heart.
When I first saw Li Congxin lying on the ground, I really thought he had a broken bone, so I sympathized with him and gave him healing elixir. Just imagine, how could a big man in the Fusion stage suffer that broken bone injury?
Isn't this nonsense?
It turns out that he was just pretending to be crazy, laughing and playing around with his life.
Thinking of this, the beautiful face couldn't help but blush.
"It's really extraordinary!"
At this moment, Jin Arowana, the leader of Xuyu Peak, praised in an unusually loud voice: "Among the seventy-two peaks of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, only the legendary sect leader has appeared, and he may be able to defeat him by half."
I was anxious for a while, thinking to myself: "I am conveying the matter of apprenticeship to Grandpa. I don't know if the three young senior sisters have mentioned it or not?"
"Are you convinced?"
Li Congxin's huge phantom looked down, his beard and hair fluttering, showing no anger or authority.
The rolling pressure keeps suppressing him.
Suddenly, the painting style changed drastically.
The red magic dragon shouted: "Submit, as long as we really can't beat you, we will usually accept it."
The green magic dragon also said: "Yes, yes, our principle is to accept the situation and not be stubborn!"
Orange kept clicking: "Yes, yes, we are also a part of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, just like the cultivators of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect. When we cannot defeat them, we will basically give up."
"Your mother!"
The faces of all the seventy-two peak masters present twitched, and each of them almost fell over in anger.
"You're a beast, you're going to be tortured by yourself, why are you trying to drag me along?"
"This peak master can be humiliated just by watching the excitement."
"Grandma, who said you'll be convinced as soon as I can't beat you? Ancestor, I'm just more modest."
The peak masters uttered obscenities one after another to show their dissatisfaction.
Besides, among the seventy-two peak masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Sect, if you think about it carefully, there are still three or five who are ruthless and will not beg for mercy even after being beaten to death.
For example, Bai Mengyan on the floating snow peak.
And their sect leader!
Their sect master has never surrendered because he has never lost.
"Master, we should not offend you."
"Also, it's not that we don't come out, and it's not that we deliberately don't give you face."
"We really can't get out."
Under the huge pressure, the seven demonic dragons standing half-length on the water felt extremely uncomfortable. They felt that if they persisted for a moment, they would be crushed to pieces.
"Well?"
Li Congxin narrowed his eyes slightly.
He also discovered that the seven demonic dragons kept rising up in the pool, but only the upper half of their bodies could break out of the water. There must be something fishy in this.
So he took back his soul that left his body.
When the huge shadow disappeared, Li Congxin returned to his normal appearance, and the majesty of the old god just now was gone.
"Hahaha, what is there under the pool? Let me go and have a look."
He rolled up his trouser legs, threw away his shoes, and jumped into the pool like a madman with a happy face.
…
Li Congxin dived down along the seven colorful thick round bodies in the pool.
Soon after, we arrived at the bottom of the pool.
Wow! Wow!
The sound of the chains shaking was deafening. At this glance, he realized that the tails of the seven dragons were all tied up with thick chains.
Looking along the chains again, at the bottom of the pool, in the center, was a golden chariot.
To be precise, it was a tank.
The appearance is spectacular and solemn, and it is a majestic chariot.
"Seven divine-stage dragons cannot drag a chariot!"
Li Congxin could not help but look puzzled and walked towards the chariot. At this time, layers of ripples appeared around him, and he had entered a small world created by something.
In the chariot in front, a huge breath suddenly released, turning into a force like a tidal wave and pushing towards Li Congxin.
That force was like a rushing army.
Just like everyone thought, Li Congxin's strength was the power of the fusion period.
"Don't let me get close?"
Li Congxin grinned, but facing the power of the fusion period, he did not feel any resistance. He welcomed the rush of thousands of troops, but his hair and beard fluttered slightly, and he continued to move forward.
He released a faint glow on his body, as if he was bearing the brunt of the long river of heaven and earth, but he was always intact.
No matter how strong you are, he will not care.
Although he forgot his future, his identity as the Supreme God Creator is beyond doubt.
Just adding a little bit of breath, at this moment, the potential contained in his body is already one level higher than the fusion stage.
Mahayana stage!!
Boom——
In front, the pushing force suddenly soared, and turned into a Mahayana stage power that was not inferior to him, and it came with a great warning.
The huge power, like billions of swords flying with a whistle.
"Huh."
Li Congxin was slightly startled.
The Mahayana stage, also known as the "virtual god", is definitely the pinnacle of the pyramid in this low-level world! Because once the Mahayana stage reaches perfection, it will transcend the tribulation and ascend.
If it succeeds, it will ascend to a higher world, and if it fails, it will die and disappear.
Li Congxin didn't expect that in the ancient pool behind the Tianxiang Peak, he would encounter the Mahayana stage virtual god-level pressure!
