My future is invincible?

Chapter 87 Becoming Stronger by Any Means

The moment Lan Yi was eaten.

Most people were shocked.

No matter what means you have, at this stage, if you are eaten by monsters of the evil gods with appalling physical strength, your hope of survival is extremely slim. Even if you just swallow it, the evil gods' mouthparts sucking out spiritual energy and the torture of the internal structure are enough to kill Lan Yi.

Who can stop this red monster?

After the evil god swallowed Lan Yi, it shook its body beautifully, and fine scales grew all over its body. At this moment, the mushroom cloud and subsequent shock wave in the distance were rushing towards it with great force.

The evil gods didn't take this seriously at all.

Not to mention a material shock wave of this magnitude.

Even a landslide or tsunami may not be able to really hurt his body which has begun to move towards strong nuclear force and electromagnetic force. If it doesn't work, he can just find a few humans to help.

The bat-faced member of the evil god clan suddenly sniffed at this moment.

Like a bloodthirsty hound, its five-meter-long slender and well-proportioned body moved behind a mound of earth in an instant, and it looked around with interest with its mouth curled up unconsciously.

Soon a head popped up.

The clown came out covered in dust.

He looked around in confusion, looking at the drastically changed landscape, as if he was at the scene of a fuel-air bomb devastating the land. The collapsing and dissipating mushroom cloud in the distance foreshadowed the cruelty and grandeur of the battle just now.

Could it be that he is the one who stops the evil gods?
"Fuck! Did the Golden Lion and the Blue Madman fight to their death? Or did the Star Han drop a tactical nuclear bomb?!"

It was not until Dalves was washing his hair with the wet suspicious liquid that he was shocked to find that there was a huge demon standing silently behind his head. It was swallowing and spitting out red cores, dissecting the delicious parts of this human with its malicious vertical pupils, and whether it was suitable for him to raise as a pet slave.

It really likes the delicious emotions produced by humans when they hypnotize themselves, deceive themselves, and feel desperate and angry in their heart in order to survive!

Wow, the evil gods...

It is the body that reacts faster than the mind.

At this moment, the clown's body was shaking violently, just like a chicken encountering a goshawk, or a great white shark encountering a killer whale. The instinctive fear and the primitive self-protection all urged the clown to dive down immediately, perhaps there would be a glimmer of hope.

"What's your name, weak little chicken?"

The evil god showed a row of sharp fangs, which were immediately pressed against the clown's ears.

Taoism? Martial arts? A trump card?

The clown thought a lot at this moment. Facing this monster that shouldn't have appeared, he had no idea what means he had to survive.

The only thing he could do was swing the knife.

At least this way you can die with dignity.

Swish! !

Clang! ! !
The long sword, which was slower than the speed of sound, slowly chopped down the sharp claws raised by the evil god. Sparks flew, metal clashed, and the special long sword in the clown's hand broke instantly.

The sword was already riddled with holes during the fight with Lan Yi. Now that it encounters the evil gods, it is reasonable that the sword breaks all of a sudden.

The clown clenched his fists and opened his eyes wide to capture the attack, still trying to resist, but the next second he was controlled by the claws of the evil god from the neck like a kitten. Several snake-like tentacles stretched out from the top of his head and slid into the clown's ears.

"Let me see what you are most afraid of~~"

"Next."

"I'll make your whole world out of it."

The extremely brutal transformation of the human species is able to reverse the five senses of human beings, making them see shit as food, humans as monsters, mud monsters as beauties, and the evil gods as extremely tall and mighty.

Basically, all the transformed humans have gone crazy, and an artificial human civilization will appear. As a result, they will kill each other, become extremely crazy, and do all kinds of evil. They will do unspeakable things to all kinds of ugly and hideous monsters. Even if they are rescued, they will definitely suffer huge trauma in this life.

The evil gods are connected to the clown's mind.

Then it couldn't help but be stunned.

Hmm? What the hell is this? Reborn, oceanic civilization, main world, space conquest... What the hell is this? Are there these things in the dimensional ocean? Fear! I want what he fears the most!
Destruction from the starry sky?
Destroy the world?

Blue and blue ...

Oh, the meal I just swallowed was Lan Yi, what a weak destruction of the world, humans are so weak and incompetent, facing a mere restart time and still making a fuss... Wait, what? Restart time? ! Not good!

The evil god twitched violently.

He quickly severed the neural connection, threw the clown that looked like a rag bag to the ground, and looked down at his abdominal cavity.

Just when he was about to spit out Lan Yi.

The evil god, covered in blood, froze for a moment.

It's not that it doesn't want to move, but that it can't move, and its thought signals also disappear instantly.

The reason is very simple. Before the powerful and electromagnetic transformation of the body is completed, any carbon-based life that chooses to swallow a ball of psychic plasma with a temperature of tens of thousands of degrees Celsius into its body and induces the destruction of the internal energy chemical reaction barrier of the substance itself will definitely die unless the carbon-based life can be transformed into psychic in time.

one hand.

A hand wrapped in scorching plasma broke open the evil god's belly.

Wow! !
The next second, Lan Yi, whose entire body was smoking, slowly fell from a mass of charred liquid substance and returned to the human world in a rather strange side-lying position.

Lan Yi couldn't help but take a deep breath of fresh air.

It's nothing, it just stinks.

The stench inside this filthy alien was simply unbearable, and it was as bad as a biological bomb. If it weren't for the trump card that could better send this evil god to the west, Blue Old Demon would never have obediently let it swallow him.

When Lan Yi turned around.

The original red evil gods have turned into a half-melted, half-solid gray-white substance, and its original ferocious appearance can still be vaguely seen. When the vitality is completely deprived and the energy is completely disordered, the seemingly invincible and brutal evil gods are actually not much different from a pile of mud.

Lan Yi, who had just stood up, had not yet sat down firmly.

The clown behind him suddenly attacked.

Holding the broken knife, he stabbed Lan Yi's forehead with a sharp backhand move, and the broken knife instantly pierced deeply into him.

"So that's how it is, Blue Madman, you really are a madman." The clown let go of his hand, and his dying body staggered and fell to the ground.

The moment the clown let go.

The broken knife that he had stabbed into Lan Yi's forehead disappeared without a trace in an instant.

Below the cracked brow of Lan Yi, there was no flesh, no bones, and no brain tissue, but a mass of absolute darkness, so deep and unfathomable that it seemed as if it could swallow up anything, not even light could escape.

That is a Taoist space that cannot exist in flesh and blood!
It is also one of Lan Yi's carefully woven trump cards.

Dalves is a reborn person and a psychic monk.

He knew that he would definitely die next, and this stabbing was just to verify his guess.

Psychic monks have two major characteristics, one is a strong curiosity, the other is a rich imagination. Without these two, Taoism and martial arts cannot go far. So even if Dalevis died, he was curious about how Lan Yi did it and laid the Taoist space under his flesh and blood.

"It's very simple. Just keep the Taoist space open, weave the life clusters into it, and maintain the flow and interaction of spiritual energy." Lan Yi was calm at the moment, and did not make things difficult for the clown who had begun to vomit blood and whose vitality was gradually dissipating. "!!!"

Dalves suddenly understood.

This is a stupid method, perhaps only Lan Yi can use it.

The realm of Taoism requires no leakage, the innate qi requires the training of the mind, and sufficient spiritual energy to replenish consumption at any time. One must also have accumulated profound Taoist knowledge. Such a stupid method has no way to directly provide powerful combat power, but only to maintain the Taoist space under the flesh and blood woven by the life cluster.

Doing this is really a sign of illness!

Dalves finally understood.

Why was he still unharmed even after he cut Lan Yi's throat with a knife and cut off the flow of spiritual energy?

The Taoist magic space absorbed 99% of the damage from the knife.

It was naturally very easy for Canghua to repair the remaining superficial injuries.

Of course, playing with Taoism in this way is not without risks. After Dalves understood the key points of it, he realized the risks of doing so almost instantly.

"Aren't you afraid of death? You turned the high-energy crystal into plasma and hid it in your body... No, this is the Thunder Cultivation Method of Shenxiao Peak, but it can't be cultivated by the Life Refining Cong. You modified the requirements of the Taoist organs and cultivated a weakened version of plasma Taoist magic. You are really a madman who will do anything to become stronger. You are not a human at all..."

As Dalves was talking, his head tilted and he died.

The body and mind were severely damaged.

His will was directly crushed by Lan Yi's desperate efforts to become stronger at the last moment. Although he was not considered one of the top psychic cultivators in the Oceanic Civilization in his previous life, as a reborn person, it was indeed a bit pathetic for him to die like this.

At least it was a blazing death, and became the first wave of victory that was won by Blue Demon.

Compared to some reborn people who were eliminated in advance before the battle space arrived and had nowhere to escape, those who were reborn were truly aggrieved and miserable.

These people don't even have a chance to take off or clean themselves up.

All I can say is: Good death!

"Become stronger, use any means necessary to become stronger. If you don't become stronger, you will be eaten by these non-human species." Lan Yi expressed his thoughts to the two corpses beside him.

No matter in the past life or this life.

After becoming a psychic monk.

Lan Yi had a very strange feeling lingering in his heart, as if there was an invisible voice urging him to go faster and faster. If he stopped to enjoy it, something irreversible would happen.

Scare yourself?
Will not.

The number of humanity's enemies has always been as numerous as the stars in the sky.

"Ingrey, Pantheon, this is a very bold decision. You have made your moves. For the next month, it is my turn to make moves."

No need to think.

Lan Yi knew who did this.

The only ones with the guts and ability to participate in the Oceanic Civilization are Ingres and the Pantheon. As for the River Civilization... it's a little hard to say. Every reborn person might be a suspect, but that's easy to solve. Just beat everyone up. Anyway, the River Civilization can let a hundred flowers bloom, but it must be a single flower that stands out.

Thinking of this, Lan couldn't help but laugh.

The rumors about the Artificial God Realm 1909 seem to be coming true.

It seems that he, Lan, is really going to become a Golden Immortal among the immortals in the upper realm, transcending the Three Realms and not belonging to the Five Elements.

After the battle.

The most exciting time is the post-smoking time. The aftertaste, comfort, enjoyment, and deep satisfaction are self-evident.

Without the post-smoke time, the meaning of the battle would be reduced by half.

"Friends? Haha, 'friends', I'm here to visit you."

Even the noble and kind-hearted Lan Lao Mo, when he mentioned his "friends" and recalled his past when he was desperate and had nowhere else to turn, still smiled amiably from the bottom of his heart.

When card players see this healthy and cheerful smile, they think they have met a fellow cardholder!

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As a non-renewable strategic resource.

As one of Lan Yi’s must-eats in Tianhai, the total number is actually not that large, only about 20 to 30 people, some of which were urgently airlifted from other places.

Over the past eight days.

Naturally, the treatment of strategic resources cannot be described as very good.

Although they were not treated with the world's leading Amaliken torture technique, they still enjoyed it. On weekdays, they were either pampered, or were self-centered, or ate light food and practiced yoga, or were in high positions. How could they have enjoyed this kind of VIP treatment that promoted blood circulation and blood stasis, had a regular work and rest schedule, and was healthy and stomach-nourishing?

I basically spent the whole day crying and yelling. Not only did I remember all the bad things I had done, I even remembered clearly the first time I wet the bed.

Even a few stubborn people who resisted stubbornly sensed unusual signals from this extraordinary special treatment.

They may...

I hit a brick wall accidentally.

In this strange place with no lawyers, no windows, no freedom, and no trials, they felt like their days were passing by like years, struggling to survive less than twenty-four hours.

Waiting for the battle space to arrive.

They were ecstatic and decided to give it a try!
However, they did not notice the mocking and sarcastic looks from several people who were dressed casually.

The artificial divine world is not a cradle of tenderness and warmth.

If an ordinary person's mind is not very clear, just look at Xiao Hongzhuan, who was in a miserable state as mentioned above.

They go in...

Hehe, if I had some skills, I wouldn't have been sent to the sky one by one by Blue Demon in my previous life. If I really brought some skills back, it would be great, so I can have a thrilling octagonal cage fight with Blue Demon.

Just as Zhang Shouzheng expected.

Seven days later.

The returning strategic resources have basically not changed much except for a few more scars, some minor lost parts, or chastity that can be used after washing.

Even at the mention of the artificial realm of gods, they trembled all over and said they would never go there even if they were beaten to death.

It's better here.

They are all talented and speak well. Being here is like being at home!
It was not until the earth shook and the entire underground fell into dead silence and darkness that they finally realized that in this drastically changing world, they were abandoned and imprisoned here like the dead and might be buried alive.

Buried alive!

What a terrible word!!
(End of this chapter)