Chapter 2035

Name:God Level Demon Author:拉姆
Xia Ping opened his eyes, looking at the surrounding scene, he was a little lucky, fortunately, the places where he retreated normally would be those sparsely populated places in the Shanhezhu space.

Otherwise, such power alone would be enough to destroy all surrounding buildings.

He could sense the dark golden flames erupting from the surrounding volcanoes, which contained terrifying power of different fires, and ordinary creatures would be burned to ashes if they approached.

The temperature in the depths of the volcano is already close to the temperature of stars, and ordinary matter will be gasified.

Moreover, even if such volcanoes exist for tens of millions of years, it is not a big problem.

"Huh? This feeling?!"

Xia Ping squinted his eyes. He felt that after 50 million Hell Golden Crow cells were awakened in his body, the blood in the depths of his body had undergone incredible changes.

He actually felt a hint of immortality.

Under the perception of his divine sense, the necrotic cells in the depths of the body actually have the breath of continuous rebirth, vaguely possessing the supernatural power of the golden crow from hell being reborn in the flames.

"Could it be that when one billion Hell Golden Crow cells in my body awaken, can I have an immortal body?"

Xia Ping's heart moved, and he felt that when his Hell Golden Crow cells reached a certain number, even if he hadn't been promoted to the Holy Realm, he might be able to have an immortal body.

Perhaps this is the natal supernatural power of the Hell Golden Crow.

Even though there are only 550 million Hell Golden Crow cells now, there is already a trace of immortality in his body, as if he is transforming towards the physique of a mythical creature.

"If you can have an immortal body, you might be able to compete with an immortal-level saint with your cultivation at the Thunder Tribulation Realm."

Xia Ping squinted his eyes, his heart pounding.

To be honest, the reason why immortal-level saints are countless times stronger than those in the Thunder Tribulation Realm is that apart from the incomparably strong mana on their bodies, the most important thing is to have an immortal body.

It is precisely because the saint can't be killed no matter what, even the Star Destroyer Cannon can't destroy it, and the remaining cell can be regenerated, which is extremely terrifying, no amount of Thunder Tribulation Realm can kill the saint.

But the sage can easily slaughter a group of Thunder Tribulation Realm powers.

But if he also has an immortal body, it may not be impossible to compete against an immortal saint.

clatter~~

As Xia Ping's mana and power continued to rise, the power of his spiritual consciousness also increased a little bit, and the primordial spirit seemed to have entered the sea of ​​suffering again.

He could feel that his body in the sea of ​​suffering seemed to be a little stronger again, the sea of ​​suffering in the first half could no longer stop him, and the surrounding sea water could not stop him from moving forward at all.

And the aura of thunder calamity in the depths of the void seems to be more intense. This kind of action has caused the backlash from the origin of the universe, as if thunder calamity will descend anytime and anywhere.

But this catastrophic aura has not reached its peak, and is still in a state of gathering, so it has not fallen.

When the aura of catastrophe fills the vortex, it will be the time for the thunder catastrophe to land.

He carefully estimated that there are still about three months.

"Well, what is this?"

Suddenly, Xia Ping's Yuanshen was shocked, and immediately felt a shock coming from the river of fate, the river was tumbling, and a mysterious message poured into the depths of his Yuanshen.

Immediately, mysterious pictures appeared one after another in his sea of ​​consciousness.

A girl is constantly fleeing, her face is extremely terrified and desperate, but there is a trace of firmness in the depths of her beautiful eyes, and there seems to be a terrifying figure chasing after her.

That kind of horrible person exudes a dark, cursed, and evil aura, like a demon from the abyss, surrounded by countless innocent souls, obviously stained with the blood of countless lives.

Xia Ping was also a little shocked by the aura of this figure, because the other party was an immortal saint!

But even so, whenever she was on the verge of extinction, facing the pursuit of the saint, she could always escape at the critical moment.

But after running away for a long time, she was exhausted physically and mentally, and she didn't know how long she could hold on.

In an instant, the immortal-level saint seemed to perceive something, and looked over with a pair of ruthless eyes.

Boom!

In the next second, Xia Ping's Yuanshen was shocked, and the picture shattered like glass.

In an instant, his primordial spirit was separated from these pictures, and his eyes showed a gleam of coldness, because this girl knew him, she was Liu Rulan, the saint of the soul clan, who had met once in the Blood Soul Continent.

They even practiced the dual cultivation of souls with each other, and practiced the art of telepathy, and they have a very close relationship.

"System, what are these images in my mind?"

Xia Ping asked.

"This is the whim of a monk in the Thunder Tribulation Realm."

The system replied: "Cultivators who have reached this level have entered the long river of fate, and they can see a trace of their own destiny. At this time, they can perceive some dangers in the future. This is the state where the autumn wind has not moved. The power of Thunder Tribulation Realm can rely on this power to deduce fate and avoid countless threats.

Some creatures with extremely powerful souls, by virtue of some special magical means, can even see some fragments of the future through the long river of fate, so as to seek good fortune and avoid evil. "

"Can you see the future?"

Xia Ping was surprised that there was such a method.

"Of course, this may not be the real future. It's just a deduction of the power of fate. Some fragments that may happen. After all, there are countless possibilities and branches in the future. It is not impossible for some accidents to happen sometimes."

system way.

"That is to say, these fragments that suddenly appeared in my mind may be things that happened in the future."

Xia Ping narrowed his eyes.

"It may happen in the future, or it may happen now, because the host once practiced the telepathy technique with this woman, and the souls of each other have a very deep connection. In times of crisis and despair, the other party may also send you a signal for help. "The system said that this is the mystery of the soul, and sometimes it can ignore the distance of space and transmit information.

help? !

Xia Ping nodded, he thought it was very possible, because from these pictures, he could also perceive Liu Rulan's strong distress signal.

But if the enemy is a saint, then it is no small matter.

"Host, what are you going to do, the enemy is a saint."

asked the system.

"That's no need to ask. Of course, I'm going to meet him. It's just a chance to see the power of a saint."

Xia Ping touched his chin.

If it was before, he would not seek death like this, but Xiaodai has been promoted to the holy realm, and he is also a great power in the thunder robbery realm. He still has countless treasures in his hand, and countless cards.

Even if he can't beat that immortal saint, he won't die.

He is ready for everything.

"But where Liu Rulan is is not shown in the screen, it seems that we still need to use the power of the wish compass to find her trace."

Xia Ping squinted his eyes, he felt his blood was boiling.