Kill me a few more times and I'll be invincible

Chapter 453

call out---

Two figures, one in front and one behind, were running fast on Kuafu Mountain, moving like the wind.

It was Wu Qizheng and Wu Jing.

Wu Qi is a superb martial artist with excellent light skills. It is not an exaggeration to say that he moves like the wind.

It's just that every step taken by the three-headed and six-armed flesh and blood god was like a thousand steps for them. In just a moment, they had already reached the Blood Lotus Sect at the top of the mountain from the Green Lotus Fairy City at the foot of Kuafu Mountain.

At this moment, chasing the flesh and blood god-man is really like looking at the mountain and running to death, it seems close but is actually far away.

"What are you so anxious about?" Wu Jing chased after him, still asking:

"Even if I catch up, will it be useful?"

Wu Jing was actually not that interested in the Qiao family or Wu Shengren, but as the person in the mirror, he had a different obsession with Wu Qizheng.

"Survival should be the instinct of all living things in the world." Wu Jing muttered.

He doesn't understand.

But at this time, Wu Qizheng's speed suddenly slowed down.

"But there are always some creatures in the world who will behave against their instincts."

He stopped and looked in front of the flesh and blood god.

Wu Jing also followed his gaze.

In front of the towering mountain-like god of flesh and blood, with three heads and six arms, another member of the Qiao family appeared from unknown time.

"The Qiao family has indeed appeared again." Wu Qizheng sighed softly.

He was not surprised, and neither was Wu Jing.

They would be surprised if there was really a member of the Qiao family who was so greedy for life and fearful of death that he ran for his life.

Even so.

But when the Qiao family appeared this time, they noticed something a little strange at first glance. It seemed to be slightly different from the Qiao family they had seen before.

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"call....."

Qiao Mu let out a long breath.

One hundred years is actually longer than most people's lifetime.

But there are some things in this world that cannot be answered by just thinking and thinking behind closed doors.

Look up at the sky.

At this moment, the flesh-and-blood god-man with three heads and six arms is right in front of him.

The flesh-and-blood god climbed the mountain from the Green Lotus Fairy City at the foot of the mountain. Every time it passed through a county and every time it killed a member of the Qiao family, its size would grow.

When we first saw it, it was only the size of a small mountain.

At this moment, it is already a huge thing that covers the sky and the sun. Just a single step can make the Kuafu Mountain under your feet tremble.

The Blood Lotus Sect's mountain gate has collapsed, and only a few spiritual lights are still flickering in the destroyed mountain guarding formation. Among the ruins are pools of blood and corpses on the ground.

This is supposed to be one of the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect, but at this moment, even the leader of the Blood Lotus Sect has disappeared. In such a large immortal sect, there are not many magic weapons left that the cultivators can resist.

In front of the flesh-and-blood god with three heads and six arms, the immortal cultivator in the clouds also had to prostrate himself, and the strange fleshy sprouts in his body grew and spread rapidly like the roots of a big tree.

This is an unimaginable human disaster, knocking the Nine Heavens Immortal Sect that should have been on the clouds down to the mortal world and driving it into the abyss of blood.

His breath was filled with the strong smell of blood, and the brilliance of the spells gradually dissipated and became sparse like the afterglow of the setting sun.

"call...."

Qiao Mu took a deep breath and put his hand on his heart.

Bang bang, bang bang.

He could clearly hear his heartbeat.

This is a different kind of experience that cannot be experienced in dreams, and even in the past five thousand years of life.

at this moment.

The majestic mountain-like flesh-and-blood god suddenly stopped moving, and then the three heads twisted together, and the hundreds of faces above fell on Qiao Mu's face.

This look seemed to contain substantial pressure.

Qiao Mu's divine refining intuition was warning wildly. When the idea of ​​rushing forward came to his mind, the skin all over his body tensed subconsciously, and every cell in his body seemed to be screaming silently.

This is the instinct of living beings to fear death.

Seeking death was a subtle thought in Qiao Mu's subconscious that he was not even aware of.

When he came back from the dead for the last time, Qiao Mu simultaneously had a desire for self-destruction and a fear of death itself.

"What?" On the three huge heads of the flesh-and-blood gods, the densely packed human faces showed various doubts and incomprehensions at this time:

"Are you nervous?" The voice was layered and echoed throughout the world.

It can be seen that this is also a great doubt for the martial saint, or for the flesh and blood god.

The Qiao family members who have been traveling in Kyushu for so many years have already created a strong stereotype for the world.

Do the Qiao family members also feel nervous?

"No." Faced with this question, Qiao Mu naturally denied it:

"I'm scared."

The expressions on the thousands of faces of the flesh-and-blood gods even showed a brief lag.

Wu Qizheng and Wu Jing were also slightly startled.

"Are there any Qiao family members who are nervous and scared in this world?" Wu Jing was quite surprised:

"This person's martial arts skills are obviously extremely high. It stands to reason that he should be a warrior who has experienced hundreds of battles. But would such a person be afraid?"

"Could it be that all the elders of the Qiao family who have experienced hundreds of battles and were not afraid of death have died?" Wu Jing speculated:

"So that he is the only one who comes to help now?"

Wu Qizheng heard this and turned to look at Wu Jing.

As expected, Wu Jing frowned slightly, feeling a little nervous.

"You used to think that someone tall would hold up the sky if it fell, but now you know you are nervous and scared to death?" Wu Qizheng mocked:

"Actually, you don't care at all whether the Qiao family is nervous, scared or not. What you care about is only whether the Qiao family's reinforcements that have just arrived can defeat Wu Shengren and turn the tide."

Wu Jing's expression was slightly awkward, and he was clearly being struck by his thoughts.

"It's not important." Qiao Mu responded from a distance, and he said expressionlessly:

"No one in the Qiao family cares what he thinks."

He chuckled and said, "What kind of idiot would risk his death for the contempt or admiration of others?"

His five senses were so keen that he could even hear the conversation between the two of them.

Qiao Mu actually had no time to listen to their gossip.

At this moment, facing the flesh-and-blood god-man transformed by the Martial Saint, his whole spirit was already involved.

The flesh-and-blood god-man also reacted to the surprise just now.

It didn't show much emotion, and it didn't ask Qiao Mu's name like last time.

Instead, an arm was slapped down, and the huge palm was like an overturned mountain, pressing down horizontally, and a shadow enveloped it.

Qiao Mu continued to take a deep breath.

It was as if he was sucking all the surrounding air into his lungs.

At this moment, the Blood Lotus Sect is full of ruins and pools of blood. In fact, there is only a large amount of dust floating in the air, and the smell of blood is so strong that it cannot be dispelled.

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"Fear has always been regarded as a weak emotion, and people have always been ashamed to admit it."

"but...."

This feeling...this thorn-like fear...

It made his heart beat faster.

After reaching the age of 5885 and experiencing countless deaths.

Qiao Mu experienced the fear of death for the first time.

He cherished this unique experience as much as he wanted to catch fragile soap bubbles flying in the air.

"I have experienced countless desperate situations. I have walked through mountains of swords and seas of fire, experienced swords piercing my body, being burned by fire, and being struck by thunder..."

Qiao Mu stood there, ignoring the flesh and blood god in front of him, and murmured to himself as if in a dream:

"Later.

The sword penetrates the body without feeling pain, and death itself is as ordinary as breathing, unable to bring any fear. "

This is the death experience brought to him by the rich methods of death. All the extreme pain sensations have been gradually washed away and faded over the long years...

The moment when the world has the strongest impression of the Qiao family is often the moment when they die without hesitation.

But for Qiao Mu, the most profound memory is the endless dream of immortality after every death.

And now.

In his heart, the fear of death once again appeared, and the biological instinct that should have existed appeared.

"This taste------"

He looked up and looked at the giant palm of the flesh-and-blood god-man covering the sky.

The giant palm actually fell extremely fast, but due to its astonishing size, it gave the illusion of slowness visually.

Adrenaline rushes through the air, and Lian Shen's intuition is stimulated to the extreme. At this moment, Qiao Mu's intuition seems to have slowed down the flow of time.

This is the thrill that death brings to him.

"It's like waking up from a big dream, and the hazy consciousness comes back to life bit by bit-----"

Boom!

The giant palm suddenly fell to the ground, and the entire top of Kuafu Mountain collapsed during the earthquake, and a shocking deep pit appeared on the ground.

And Qiao Mu's figure is like electricity, standing on a true power cloud out of thin air.

This is not because his martial arts have undergone earth-shaking changes in a hundred years.

It's just that he was not afraid of death before, so his fighting style has always been open and closed, and he rarely had to dodge.

Even if there are unparalleled light skills in the world, they are usually only used in fast attacks.

But this time.

"It makes me feel like I'm really alive."

Qiao Mu's voice sounded like he was talking in his sleep.

During his many dreams of immortality, he developed the habit of talking to himself.

The second stage, the third stage, the battlefield in the heart, the martial arts master's strategy... Although these are self-deprecating words that are not humane to outsiders, they are actually reflections of the heart.

But this time, he had exhausted the number of resurrections and no longer had the opportunity to come back like a game character. He was facing a behemoth that could easily tear him apart.

So, it is obviously logical and common sense for him to cherish his life -----

"This vivid, alive feeling is just like swimming naked on a crowded beach in summer. The unparalleled tension is simply, simply----"

Qiao Mu stretched out an index finger.

Having experienced thousands of deaths, he now has a desire for self-destruction that is inhumane to outsiders.

He had only one life left, but his survival instinct was naturally aroused in the face of death crisis.

Two intense and contradictory emotions collided like ice and fire in his heart, and his mind was extremely clear.

So he raised his index finger and stabbed his temple hard.

"It just makes me so high!"

Amidst the surging blood, the unprecedented excitement of near-death and the strong desire to survive made Qiao Mu's eyes widen, and his pupils narrowed like needlepoints.

"The demon is disintegrated!"

The overflowing true energy was originally like a vast ocean, but at this moment it was like a volcano erupting, boiling completely.

At this moment, Qiao Mu's true energy suddenly increased, surged, and increased five times!

And his momentum was also very different from before, as if he was a completely different person.

"Really?" Qiao Mu stirred his temple with his fingers, and blood flowed wildly.

At this moment, not to mention Wu Qizhen, even the head of the Blood Lotus Sect, who was hiding his body with magic and secretly spying, was stunned and speechless for a while.

The Heavenly Demon Disintegration, like the Changsheng Fist, is the martial arts that Qiao Mu relies on to make a living.

But since he practiced the true energy, the Heavenly Demon Disintegration can no longer be disintegrated.

Even though Qiao Mu has perfectly mastered this forbidden technique, and no one in Jiuzhou can match his attainments in the forbidden martial arts, he can't find a way to disintegrate the true energy Heavenly Demon.

Performing the Heavenly Demon Disintegration can certainly burst out a large amount of internal energy at the cost of self-mutilation of the body and self-damage of blood and qi... but it is only internal energy.

Compared with Qiao Mu's real strength, which had already undergone a qualitative change, the internal strength brought by the disintegration of the demon was not powerful enough, difficult to release, and had a very short range, but the side effects were still real.

Therefore, the disintegration of the demon had been out of the game for a long time. Although he tried to study the real strength version of the disintegration of the demon, he could never get in.

Until he finished studying the twelve sound wave martial arts of Yan Taizu in the dream of longevity in the last few hundred years.

He had mastered the twelve sound wave martial arts of Yan Taizu, and also knew the key of "divine will".

The key to the martial arts of refining the spirit is the spirit, as is the Taotie Swallowing Heaven Skill and the Breaking Yue Dragon Yin Skill.

When the divine will is connected, it will naturally come to fruition, and the dragon's roar can be uttered, and the roar will shake the mountains.

A powerful martial artist who refines the spirit is like a tiger.

When rolling and acting cute, he is a Northeast Golden Gradient, and when fighting, he is the king of all beasts.

The essence of a tiger has always been a tiger, but it can change dramatically in different states of dormancy and fighting.

So, what kind of forbidden technique can make his vast true energy surge several times?

Opening his brain with his fingers is his usual way of suicide, and this operation represents a threat of death.

And the action of opening his own brain just now is actually a death signal engraved in the depths of his memory.

This is a possible solution that Qiao Mu thought of during his hundred-year dream of immortality.

It’s just that he didn’t have a life-and-death crisis in the dream, only a theoretical possibility, but he had never actually succeeded in the dream.

In other words.

Before the finger stabbed into his head.

Qiao Mu didn’t know whether his finger would kill himself or complete the “True Energy·Demon Disintegration” which was only theoretically possible but not successfully practiced.

“The divine will is connected, and the demon disintegration is self-contained. Only the state of mind of living towards death can achieve it...”

Qiao Mu slowly pulled his finger out of his temple, bringing out a touch of bright red liquid.

The wound caused by the finger healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Now, Martial Saint, if you can still hear-----" Qiao Mu looked up at the three-headed and six-armed flesh and blood god, and the boiling true energy was like a raging fire:

"Try to kill me, or be killed by me."

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PS: I was delayed by something during the day today, but I also wrote a guaranteed 4K, and I haven't had time to take a shower. Sleep is the most important thing, don't stay up late to write, even though it's already twelve o'clock

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