Chapter 11183

Immortal beast jade!

It is a kind of elixir, but it is not a real elixir. Moreover, the refining method is very cruel and difficult. In fact, its function is very simple: it can protect the spirit, instantly strengthen the body, and resist backfire. Although it takes only one minute, it is very effective for people who practice special abilities.

Like Xianpao.

I want to practice the immortal explosion for 100 times.

First of all, we have to suffer from the soul's eating back and the body's tearing. If we are not prepared, the soul will be seriously injured and the body will be injured; if we are not prepared, the soul will be crushed and the body will be turned into ashes.

So.

There is no immortal animal jade.

You can't hit a hundred times.

Moreover, a hundred times of immortal explosion requires correct cultivation methods and guidance methods. Once wrong, the power is not to attack the enemy, but to explode itself.

The whole of China.

Except for the sky tower.

There are no more than ten people who have the method of cultivating immortals.

Most of them were people who came out of the tower.

That is to say.

Immortal explosion is the ability spread from Tongtian tower.

"He doesn't have the right way to practice at all. Then, he is destroying himself!" The old man sighed.

Boom!

Outside in the summer, the body began to explode.

"I'll tell you, he's looking for his own way to die. Seeing other people's Xianpao, he's learning Xianpao!" The old man shook his head.

"Over the years, the only person close to wanci immortal explosion is the genius who ranked third in the hall of fame. Unfortunately, he was calculated by Jinhua. Otherwise, his future is really limitless. Once he reaches wanci immortal explosion, he will kill people invisibly. Even Tianzu will be afraid of him!" The old man with white beard obviously remembered the genius of that year.

Over the years.

People in the hall of fame, they remember.

But there are few people who can really enter Tongtian tower.

It's even rarer to be able to cultivate immortal explosion.

The only one they remember.

The father of the God of grass and fire.

"The people in the hall of fame, in fact, are extraordinary. Unfortunately, what the world lacks most is these talents. If they don't live to the end, they will be gone. Now there are no living people in the hall of fame!" The other old man said.

In their opinion.

The rest is king.

Those who live to the end have the best chance.

And the geniuses.

Although each one is very dazzling.

But now they've all fallen. If there's not a name on the hall of fame, who else remembers them?

Only live.

To have a future.

"He's not dead!" The old man with white beard warned.

"Even if he didn't die, he must have been seriously injured. The power of self explosion is very terrible!" Another old man said.

"No, he wasn't hurt!" Said the old man with white beard.

"How could it be?"

At this time, they saw that although he had been blown up by himself in the summer, there was no scar on him now, and from his overall state, we can see that he was really not injured.

The main thing is.

Summer actually began to condense a hundred times again.

Boom!

The self explosion reappeared.

It's blown up again in the summer.

"Won't you die this time?" The old man stares at summer.

But it turns out.

Summer stood up again, and there was no situation.

That's it.

Summer was blown up again and again, but he stood up again and again, every time there was nothing.

Then keep trying.

"Is he crazy?" The old man is a complete fool.

"Lunatics and geniuses are often just a matter of second thoughts!" Said the old man with white beard.

Boo!

When his voice fell, they both saw that summer's attack successfully sent out a hundred immortal blasts.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The old man kept shaking his head, as if he couldn't believe what he saw.

Summer was a success.

It took him five thousand years to cultivate a hundred times immortal treasure, and he had the assistance of immortal animal jade, regular cultivation methods, various experiences and regular training ways. But now in the summer, there is nothing. He tried there like a wild man, but he succeeded.

From the beginning to the present.

It's less than a day.

"He is really a top genius, but I don't know why. Tongtian tower won't let him in. If we let him in, we have our professional help and professional cultivation methods. Let him practice for a hundred years. Maybe he can really hit the top of the world!" The old man with white beard sighed.He felt very sorry.

Such a genius.

But he was turned away by the tower of heaven.

"Elder, look, what is he going to do?" The old man said quickly.

"Attack Tongtian tower?" The old man with white beard frowned. He thought that summer was a smart man. Since he was a smart man, he should understand that attacking Tongtian tower was useless.

Yeah?

"No, his aim is not to attack the Tongtian tower, but to test the immortal explosion a hundred times!" Said the old man with white beard.

"Is he really in full control of a hundred immortal blasts?" The old people still can't believe it.

He didn't understand.

How summer works.

Actually can be so perfect to use a hundred times.

But no matter how surprised he was.

Summer has been successful.

"How do you feel that he is not experimenting casually, but has other purposes!" The old man with white beard is thoughtful.

He always feels it.

The purpose of summer is not so simple.

“101，102，103！！！” In addition, the old man suddenly began to count.

"I see. The defense of Tongtian tower has a stable number, so every time he attacks Tongtian tower, the wave blocked and the defense index are fixed, so he can calculate the base number of Xianpao. As long as he adds the base number each time, he can play more Xianpao!" The old man with white beard explained.

"What kind of observation is needed? What kind of computing power is needed? What kind of control? " In addition, the old man said in surprise.

"Now I suddenly began to wonder where he could go on earth!" After the old man said that, he pinched his hands.

Nine white lights flew out.

Soon.

Nine figures fell on his side: "what's the matter with calling us out?"

"Let's see the miracle!" The old man with white beard looked at the image in front of him.

Miracle?

The other nine white bearded elders looked at it at the same time. They also wanted to see what miracle means.

suddenly, a white bearded elder said, "this man looks familiar!"

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