The system runs away at the beginning, I regard the way of heaven as my father

In an instant.

A vast and unpredictable wave rippled out, and in this world, wisps of Tao emerged, and then exploded like fireworks.

As soon as Li Chuyi took off his shirt, he saw golden lines surging on his body, so intense that he could even hear them rustling, as if he was about to come to life completely.

And as one after another Qi Luck Immortal merged with it, his cultivation level broke through the integration, then he passed through the tribulation, and then passed through the peak of the tribulation.

After arriving in this state, it is impossible to improve no matter what, there seems to be some obstacle.

Li Chuyi sighed quietly, "You can't enter the Mahayana stage. It's enough if you don't reach the peak of the tribulation."

Below, countless creatures stared blankly, and even the ghost next to Yan Su's corpse looked up, his eyes even more lonely.

"Hey, as expected, the fake can never be as good as the real, no matter how hard I try or work hard."

At this moment, Li Chuyi's eyes were extremely sharp, and he spoke softly, "Three poles of heaven, open."

At this moment, the whole world seemed to be completely silent, and the extremely powerful fluctuations of mana swept directly across the entire place.

"How is it possible? How can a small six-level pseudo-human being be promoted to this level and emit such a terrifying aura?"

A perfect human race in the ninth realm pulled out a magic sword, or half an immortal sword, from the head of a creature with six wings on its back, and then looked back at everything.

"This..., I seem to be a little unstable." Mo Yu held his chest and lowered his head as if he was heartbroken.

"Do you have a Taoist heart?" Wei Wushuang said abruptly from the side, but he also clenched his fists.

In the third place, he has been extremely talented since he was a child. He even built the foundation of heaven later. When he casts a spell, a piece of blue sky hovers above his head. He is nothing more than a proud son of heaven.

However, he seemed to be separated by a huge gap between him and his peers.

"Li Chuyi, now you seem to be worthy of fighting me." Tu Mu held the killing knife and his tone was murderous.

After Li Chuyi came out of the gambling game, his cultivation level improved to this point in a few breaths. The process was so fast that even he did not expect it.

"Fuck you, I'm not free today."

Li Chu cursed, and with a thought, he took a handful of Zhan Ge from below and held it in his hand, and then looked at it.

"A handful of Nascent Soul magic weapons, but that's enough."

After he finished speaking, two Buddhist inscriptions of "Infinite" swam out from his palm like fish and attached to the handle of the handle.

Another extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out, standing between heaven and earth.

"The immeasurable immortal weapons are truly mysterious and unpredictable."

"It's a pity. With my current cultivation level, it seems I can't use it just in case."

Li Chuyi murmured, then took one step forward, and one step later, he appeared next to the thousand-foot-tall golden scale Jiwei.

The other party had previously destroyed the perfect human race of the Nine Realms, and now it was besieged by two Nine Realms.

His bones and tail were cut off, there were three holes on his head, and even the golden scales on his forehead were cracked.

But even so, he can still fight.

Li Chuyi couldn't help but sigh, Jiwei was originally a terrifying group, and among them, those with golden scales were even more unusual in the world. Each one of them was so powerful that ordinary creatures could not match it.

He didn't say anything, he just held his war sword and attacked a nine-level perfect human. Immortal light burst out instantly. The blow seemed to come from eternity and broke through the distance of time and space.

That perfect human being in the ninth realm had no room for resistance. His head was pierced, his soul was destroyed, and then he fell down.

His eyes were wide open, as if he didn't believe until his death that he would actually die in the hands of the fake people, the race they feed on.

It was just that Li Chuyi struck again, and he nailed it out without any delay. Likewise, he reaped the life of a perfect human race in the ninth realm.

"Bah, your bullshit power doesn't count here."

He spat, then took a step away, leaving Ji Wei alone in shock, and then heard a sentence in his ears.

"Don't think too much, I think the golden scale is more pleasing to the eye."

But Tu Mu was already furious, "Li Chuyi, you deserve to die."

Mr. Li turned a deaf ear to this. Tu Mu was a bit difficult to deal with. He probably wouldn't be able to take him down for a while, and he might not even have the upper hand.

In short, today, he only pays attention to quantity, not quality.

He said that at least half of the nearly 100,000 perfect humans present must stay here today.

Another swish of Zhan Ge caused the void to crack open every inch it passed. Along with it, the three eight-level perfect human race shattered into pieces like a mirror, leaving no room for resistance.

It was also at this time that Tu Mu came in with a murderous knife and slashed him horizontally.

Li Chuyi turned around and looked back. Just one glance made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. He seemed to see endless undead souls with ferocious faces, and they were hissing at him with this knife.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the original starry sky again, the feeling of facing death.

However, he ignored it and silently sacrificed Sister Turtle's dharma body.

In an instant, a solid, ferocious giant turtle with spikes all over its body appeared beside him.

However, under Tu Mu's sword, the Dharma Body was instantly destroyed.

However, Li Chuyi had already gone away, and several more perfect humans died in the battle.

"Tu Mu, I told you, I don't have time to play with you today."

He turned back and sneered, "Also, I won't let you catch up now, because my feet have redefined distance."

Then, with every step Li Chuyi took, he appeared in different places, not teleporting or traveling through space.

But like he said, the distance between his feet is different from others.

This central sea area has long been blocked by the perfect human race, and the void cannot escape, so no one can escape from here, they can only kill or be killed.

Thunderstorms and sea storms became more violent and bloody.

Seeing this situation, Tu Mu's black hair had already fallen down, and his whole body was shaking with anger. He tried various methods to imprison Li Chuyi, but every time, he just walked away.

"Tu Mu, you perfect human race is trying to trap and kill all the creatures of my race. Now, you must die."

I saw four members of the Zhanggao Huari clan, their eyes filled with rage, and they were killing Tu Mu directly.

There are ten members of the Huari clan present this time, three of them have fallen, and the remaining four are in the ninth realm.

The other three are in the eighth realm. At this moment, they are also directly transformed into the sun, heading towards the suppression of other perfect human races.

Time passed by, human monks and all races of creatures were slaughtered, and some perfect humans were turned into residual souls.

Li Chuyi's aura was overwhelming, but it was like a ghost, constantly flickering in the field, harvesting lives.

With the world so close to his feet and the countless immortal weapons in his hands, he turned into the most terrifying killing machine at this moment.

Every time he took a step, blood flowers bloomed behind him like fire, which was touching.