I, the Human Race, Hit You!

Pipilong knelt down and was divided into four parts. If there was a moth, wouldn't it be me, Pipilong, who died?

I can eat myself, but it is absolutely impossible for my little tail to be drunk by others after being hacked to death.

In an instant, its downward speed was several times faster than before - from this it can be seen that it was fishing just now.

However, it was precisely because it jumped too high that it was not hacked to death by Xiang Yu. Now - how can it be so easy to shorten the distance all at once?

When its figure is about to touch Mount Fuji, Abe Seimei's natural art of reincarnation has been completed.

Floating in the air, the sluggish Fire Spirit was once again used as a sacrifice.

This time, the sacrifice turned into a tall man. He had muscles all over his body, but he didn't look as strong as the Overlord, and the pressure he exuded from his body was not as strong as the Overlord.

This is also easy to understand. After all, it is a sacrificial offering that has been used once, and the quality of the sacrificial offering must have declined the second time.

But—here is about the reincarnation of the dirty soil.

ckl is a mixture of spiritual energy and physical energy, so the strong reincarnated from the filthy soil, even if the physical body is average, can still exert half of the power with only mental power.

Ordinary resurrection, of course, can't reach the level of reincarnation, but when the physical level is fixed, different spiritual energies can really affect the combat effectiveness.

Under the snake's mouth, the man glanced up lightly.

There is no huge aura, no domineering, and no deterrence. The only thing that is different from ordinary people in this man is probably his pair of clear eyes.

And, there is a bow and arrow and a quiver on the back, and the ten arrows in the quiver are neat like a family.

- Squeak!

The leather snake that rushed down slammed on the brakes, quickly shrunk to the size of a mini snake, and without a word... stuck out its tongue and licked it down.

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As the Pipi snake became smaller, it suddenly fell down in front of Yuzao sitting on its back. She tapped her toes lightly, and stood on the ground politely and gracefully.

"Well, that... long time no see?"

Yuzao's tone trembled a little, and he began to make friends.

Pipi Snake became smaller, it was directed by Tamamo Mae.

Yuzao didn't know the burly guy just now, but this one in front of him...

Yao made Yi Zhu chisel his teeth in the field of Chouhua, kill nine infants on the fierce water, defy the strong wind in the lake of Qingqiu, shoot up ten days and shoot down to kill Jiao, cut off snakes in Dongting, and captured Feng Xi in mulberry forest.

Focus on it, Qingqiu.

The fierce man who shot the sun, the archer in Emperor Yao's time, I had seen it when I was still in Qingqiu.

To be honest, if it was someone else, even if the Yellow Emperor arrived, Yu Zaoqian might not be so cautious.

To be reasonable, the physical limitations are here, and the strong soul can show some strength.

But... this is an archer!

Even if the archer only has [-]% of his strength left, as long as he can draw the bow and arrow, his attack power is no different from that of a full state.

Hou Yi nodded gently, reminiscing about the past.

"Long time no see... This snake and I hit it off right away, so I took this snake away, huh?"

Hou Yi poked the little snake in his hand, somewhat dumbfounded.

Ouroboros, ouroboros, is also an extremely famous existence in the multiverse, and now he has become like this, really... I don't know how to say it.

In the multiverse, there is a law for judging strengths and weaknesses—the strong do not necessarily have to be famous, but the strong must be the ones who can be famous.

Hou Yi shrugged. If the main body beats the main body, it is really hard to say whether the winner will be strong or weak. He has never tested the opponent's strength.

But—projection to projection, that is the qualitative gap.

There are so many reasons.

First, being too stuck in the past in the long river of time and space, it is difficult for alien forces to penetrate into the multiverse.

Second, the mark of "now" belongs to the Chinese department. In the game of fate, at least "now" will not give up the protagonist position of the world until after the fifteenth century. In the current time period, China Seeing that the combat power of the same level automatically increases by three points.

Projection playing projection, Hou Yi felt that he could win for sure, not to mention that his projection projected part of the consciousness of the ontology.

When asked, Tamazamo gritted his teeth and said with difficulty.

"Please feel free!"

— Excuse me, can I say no?

A smile appeared on Hou Yi's face, and he continued.

"Then... I can get rid of these miscellaneous monsters without any problem, right? I am Zongbu God after all!"

"Please, what is my duty, I will never interfere!"

A difficult smile appeared on Yuzao Mae's face, and he spoke vigorously.

Responsibility... Responsibility is a ghost!

Isn't God Zongbu controlling all ghosts?What I resurrected is a demon, does it have anything to do with you?

But——looking at the bow and arrow, Yuzao couldn't say a word in front of him.

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"Then I'm welcome!"

Hou Yi stretched his hand behind his back, stuck an arrow... and put it back with a slight shake of his head.

——There are not many arrows, only ten, and they must be reserved for critical moments.

He drew the bowstring empty, pointed the bow at the monster in front of Mount Fuji, and let go of the bowstring.

With the sound of 'buzz', there was a wave of waves in the air. With the vibration of the bowstring, the faces of the monsters twisted in pain, those with hearts covered their hearts, and those without hearts covered their brains. In less than a few seconds, They exploded one after another, and their bodies piled up on the ground and turned into dust.

With or without the partial consciousness of the main body, the gap in combat effectiveness that can be exerted is so large.

After finishing all this, Hou Yi looked back at Abe Seimei and said calmly.

"It's not easy for us dead people to interfere with the affairs of you living people... You can handle the rest yourself, is it okay?"

Abe Seimei: "..."

Don't, big brother take me to fly!

No matter what you think in your heart, you can't lose face on the surface, Abe Seimei suppressed the pain in his heart and nodded, and said confidently.

"Where, it has already helped a lot!"

— At worst, I’m reincarnating in someone else’s life.

Hou Yi smiled slightly and said relaxedly.

"By the way, lend me this body for a while, and return it to you later!"

Before the words were finished, Hou Yi's figure quickly disappeared, and Abe Seimei opened his mouth, and he didn't even have time to say the words to persuade him to stay.

After being silent for a while, he sighed.

Forget it, this wave is not a loss, I lost two gods and countless monsters with the fire spirit... It's not just a loss, it's a big profit, okay?

Not far away, Tamazamae and Abe Seimei looked at each other, and they read helplessness from the eyes of the other side.

In front of Yuzao—opening and hanging has been blocked.

Abe Seimei-run away with long legs.

Inexplicably, the same emotion rose in the hearts of the two of them.

Difficult brother, I understand your heart...

Know a p!

The eyes of the two became sharper, and they gave each other a 'pooh'.

Abe Seimei: "Hang on!"

Yu Zaoqian: "Hehehe, hang on!"

In the same world, there can only be one traverser, and most of the two traversers are life and death.

In the same way, the same map can only have one ratio!

Either you die, or I die!

The two vegetable chickens quickly pecked at each other.

-

On the other side, Hou Yi sneaked out of the world and put all ten arrows on the bowstring.

In the multiverse, most Luo Jinxians take a laissez-faire attitude towards their own projections, and the relationship between projections and ontology is actually not too close.

If there is nothing to do, Da Luo Jinxian can lower the consciousness of his body in any projection of himself in the multiverse, even if it is just a flash of immortality's name in the mind of ordinary people, he can perceive it exactly.

But—where there are people, there are always disputes.

If the energy is involved, most of the projections in the multiverse can only be projections, which belong to the state of trusteeship.

In the state of trusteeship, the physical body will naturally produce consciousness and spiritual consciousness, but it is not clear whether the consciousness generated by projection has gone astray.

Therefore, you can see heaven crumbling into ruins.

You can see that Sanqing can only play tricks one by one.

You can see all kinds of goddesses and fairies being brought into the harem and sleeping together.

——It's just that people don't bother to talk to you.

For Da Luo Jinxian, the experience of the projection would not be unfeeling, but after all, it is separated by countless layers, and the sense of reality is not as good as being fetishized by ants in a dream.

But... if one day, your strength reaches the upper limit of the current world, ascends to the only real world, and is unlucky to meet the body of someone you sleep with...

Please ask for blessings, you may not die if you have a good temper!

In this regard, the male gods are more talkative... If you kill an unlearned and incompetent projection from the boss, you might get a thank you.

Closer to home, for the boss, it is easy not to inject the consciousness of the ontology into the projection.

Unless—there is an unsolvable crisis of annihilation in the current world?

Or—what valuable people or things are there in the current world?