Traveling at the same time, creating the door of truth

Flying with a sword, his posture is unparalleled.

Travel to Beihai in the morning and reach Cangming in the evening.

Bai Mo stepped on the magic sword and scanned the big lake in front of him.

This large lake originates from the Wei River and flows all the way to the East China Sea.

"Qianli Daze." Holding a purple talisman between his fingers, Bai Mo pressed his eyes.

The Dharma Eye is insightful, and the candle illuminates the Nine Netherworlds.

The surface of Qinghe Lake is rippling with blue waves, and there is no trace of the corpse living there for a long time. And in that village, which spreads to almost a hundred households, there is not a single person.

The smell of fireworks seems to have been cut off for more than half a month.

"Escaped?"

Some uncertain foam continued to scan.

Logically speaking, it is impossible for the Dharma Corpse to not notice the magical power swept away by the supernatural beings. As long as they exist in this area, they will definitely notice it.

Unless they are zombies, they follow the habit of sleeping during the day and active at night.

"Could it be a zombie? But if it were a zombie, it wouldn't have made the ordinary people who came to investigate disappear without a trace several times."

Silently thinking, Bai Mo lowered his magic sword and carefully followed the traces of human activities here.

"There's nothing here..." Bai Mo stopped flying with his sword.

In this large lake, the last time the Dharma Corpse fluctuated was more than a month ago. The intermittent breath indicated that the Dharma Corpse had already left here.

After thinking for a long time, Bai Mo casually threw out a paper-cut figure.

"Use paper to turn people into people, condense them, and become them."

The paper man expanded in mid-air and turned into a faceless man two meters tall.

"Go and search the village."

Bai Mo gave the order, and the paper man entered the village and began to search carefully.

Breaking down doors and walls, the paper man transformed into a demolition brigade and smashed the barriers along the way, violently destroying everything it saw along the way.

After about two-thirds of it was destroyed, the paper man was wrapped around a wrist-wide fiery serpent and swallowed whole.

After the faceless paper man showed his true form, the yellow-brown paper-cut man burned into ashes.

"It's finally out." Standing on top of the magic sword, Bai Mo lowered his head and looked at the "dharma corpse" being forced out.

With an ugly face and arrogant teeth, he is not a good person at first glance.

"You guys with magical powers deserve to die!"

"Why?" If it were before, Bai Mo would have hacked it to death with his sword without saying a word, and would not have chatted with it at all.

But since she became a corpse, Bai Mo has also become a bit more rough.

"Supernatural powers, what nonsense are you talking about in such a high-sounding way? Have you ever thought about how ordinary people like us should live?"

The corpse looks like a middle-aged woman. Its whole body is covered with shriveled wrinkles like a zombie. Its appearance is enough to serve as the boss at the end of a horror movie.

This Dharma corpse holds a whip in its hand, and the fire snake just relied on this weapon to do it.

"They are ordinary people in the village."

"Ha, you monsters still care?" Fa Zhi mocked sarcastically: "Of course you become me!"

"Immortal life, regeneration of broken limbs, and no longevity diseases. Such good things, of course I will let them all become me!"

"I'm not like a monster like you. How can I have the secret of immortality to myself?"

"I understand." As soon as he finished speaking, Bai Mo's magic sword broke away from his feet, and the next moment he cut off the head of the magic corpse, and also cut off the "magic weapon".

Purple flames burned, starting to burn the corpse's head and torso.

"Purple Yuan evil fire condenses into elixir."

Using the magic technique with his fingers, Bai Mo's modified alchemy technique transformed the magic corpse into a yellow-brown Dao pattern magic pill.

Waving his sleeves, the magic pill was pocketed by Bai Fo.

"Immortality. There is no way to live forever in this world. It's just a corpse that turns into a human or a ghost." He sighed and made a hand with Bai Mu's fingers.

At this moment, behind him, the shadow of the starry sky emerged.

Thirty-three feet tall, it has the same appearance as Bai Mo, but the difference is that it is more ethereal and the color is absolutely extraordinary.

"The sword rises and falls."

The magic sword changed its appearance and stood above the nine heavens, thousands of feet high.

It was like a mountain, crashing towards the village.

This is the power of supernatural beings. Powerful supernatural beings have the power to change continental plates, and even fight across ancient and modern times!

Before the sword fell, the sonic boom tore through the lake, like a piece of torn and crumpled paper, and the lake surface set off a turbulent wave like a wave.

"Buzz."

The sudden sound made Bai Mo turn his head, and a half-sword blade flew towards him from the other side.

Although it is said to be a sword blade, it is not more of a sword. Perhaps it is better to call it a sword tip fragment.

The tip of the sword was stained with scarlet blood, exuding a chilling and terrifying aura.

Not just the tip of the sword, but in the chaotic cracks, many weapons were stained with scarlet blood, and these magic weapons were flying towards Bai Fo's position.

But among these magic weapons, only this small fragment of the sword tip truly transcended history and traveled to the Shang Dynasty.

A hit that is like the law of cause and effect, a blow that transcends ancient and modern times!

"Wanye Corpse Immortal." After spitting out these four words, Bai Mo held a yellow talisman in his hand.

"Supernatural power, the mind transforms all things."

The ordinary yellow talisman seemed to have spanned millions of years in an instant, and the power of time was concentrated on the tiny yellow talisman.

"This is the formula for nuclear fusion. It's very simple. It's a basic formula for beginners to learn."

"By transforming spiritual substances into small devices..."

The words of Xingtie Baimo and Medea were still fresh in my mind, even though there were too many parts that I had forgotten. But at this moment, Bai Mo's natal magical power, Heart Transformation of All Things, completed a "replacement".

Compared with those causal powers that span ancient and modern times, Bai Mo's magical powers are not powerful. They have no bug-like ability to forcibly modify reality and the law of cause and effect. They only have the word "simple replacement".

But the replacement of everything in the heart is even more terrifying and dangerous in Bai Mo's hands.

A time and space line, inputting the corresponding parameters, Bai Mo filled in the knowledge he had acquired about the transactions, and combined with his imagination, he located the node where magical talismans and technology combined.

Still Wan Ye, still a Dharma seeker, still a Dharma corpse... still myself.

coincide? replace? Or maybe another version of myself in parallel time and space takes action from afar...

In Bai Mo's eyes, the power from his natal magical power gave this yellow talisman an error that shouldn't exist!

[Type 143 Fission Spell Talisman]

The two energies collided together, and the huge shock wave was like a mushroom rising up in the sky. The sky stretched thousands of miles, allowing anyone to see this terrifying energy explosion reaching the level of a great supernatural power.

Cruel, ferocious, manic, violent, thousands of times more ferocious than the so-called Dharma Corpse.

This is just the beginning. With the birth of this era of this power that should not have appeared, endless catastrophes of cause and effect fell on Bai Mo's position.

Then, in front of Bai Mo, these catastrophic forces forced the tip of the sword and the Wan Ye True Blood back into the crack.

"It's finally over." Looking at the sky, everything disappeared without a trace, and Bai Mo, who had been tense, breathed a sigh of relief.

"Trouble, I'm being targeted now."

Frowning tightly, Bai Mo waved his sleeves and looked down at the scene of the battle.

A corner of Qinghe Lake was shattered by the collision of two forces. Villages, mountains, forests, and traces of human life all disappeared without a trace.

The confrontation between the two forces in the air, coupled with the punishment of the law of cause and effect, are not something that ordinary people transformed into corpses can withstand.

After glancing at it, he used his fingers to move the magic sword, and the thousand-foot magic sword destroyed everything in the village.

After making sure everything was in order, Bai Mo left with his sword without hesitation.

While flying, he thought about the current situation.

"Wanye Corpse Immortal noticed me. Is this drop of Wanye True Blood an invitation to join the company?"

"But I am not...a witness of ancient and modern times, an ancestor of the Three True Realms...a person with great supernatural powers. Facing the corpse immortal of all industries, my chances of winning...can be said to be non-existent."

"We need to develop more powerful trump cards." Bai Mo silently increased the importance of this task in his heart.

The author thought that simply describing it would be too dry, so he cut it into a few chapters. This volume is mainly about the Stigmata War and the extraordinary experiment in Tingen City.