The development of things was beyond everyone's expectations, or rather, the effect of Jiumiya Ryoko's slap was beyond everyone's expectations.
Due to the effect of Monk Jin Deng's "Enlightening Technique", Jiumiya Ryoko's attributes in all aspects had exceeded her realm. It could be said that she had ascended to a higher level.
This slap was a slap blessed by the most holy Buddhist teachings, and it was extremely powerful! It was enough to physically transcend all people under the Progenitor realm!
However, when this slap hit Zhou Ziyi, who was wearing five layers of long johns.
This directly produced a very magical scientific physical reaction.
That was — the effect of force was mutual!
When this powerful slap fell on Zhou Ziyi's back, because "the effect of force is mutual", the power of the long johns immediately released a backlash power that quickly fell on Jiumiya Ryoko's slap.
But because "the effect of force is mutual", when the backlash power hit the slap, it produced a new backlash power.
Then, because "the effect of force is mutual", the new backlash power transmitted by Jiumiya Ryoko fell on the long johns again …
And so on, over and over again.
Just a few seconds after Jiumiya Ryoko came into contact with Zhou Ziyi, due to the interaction of force, the backlash power repeatedly jumped back and forth, directly forming an explosive propelling force!
At that moment, Zhou Ziyi appeared out of nowhere …
Let him, turn into light!
In an instant, Zhou Ziyi, who had shot out, hit 1212's abdomen on the spot, pushing forward with a destructive force!
At the moment of impact, 1212's soul shook violently. Although his reaction was very fast, almost at the moment when Zhou Ziyi's head hammered down, he reached out his hand to try to resist Zhou Ziyi's impact.
However, he never thought that a Foundation Establishment cultivator would have such powerful destructive power!
His two arms melted on the spot the moment they came into contact with each other. Zhou Ziyi's entire body was surging with the recoil of the long johns, the crimson recoil force, and the Buddhist holy light produced by the influence of the Light Consecration Spell. These two forces did not cancel each other out because of their mutual influence, but instead became stronger and stronger under the influence of each other.
The sudden surprise made 1212 lose his left and right arms in an instant. The holy Buddhist light was like two bundles of whips, drilling into 1212's body through the wounds the moment his arms collapsed.
This kind of destructive and lethal power could no longer be stopped.
1212 gritted his teeth. He did not expect to be targeted as soon as he was revived.
His life was definitely not going to be spared.
Therefore, he could only think of a way to stop Zhou Ziyi during the last moments of his life.
Damn it …
These wretched Cultivators must die!
As the representative of the Great Old Era Faction of the indescribable creatures, at this moment, 1212's hatred for everyone had almost reached its limit.
It swore in its heart that it would kill all these human scum in the cruelest way possible.
It wanted this group of people to live and suffer the greatest pain. It wanted them to clearly see their stomachs being cut open and their intestines being torn apart bit by bit. Then, it would devour them until nothing was left!
In the last moments of its life, 1212 used its own power of hatred to detonate itself, using the huge explosion impact to force Zhou Ziyi to stop his "human missile" behavior.
As for himself, he had been smashed into pieces.
However, 1212 did not die just like that.
It had at least 1,200,000 lives!
Forget being blown to pieces, even if it was reduced to ashes, it could quickly come back to life.
His body finally came to a stop. Zhou Ziyi rubbed his head. He had no idea what had happened, and only felt that he had moved a very long distance after receiving Kumiya Ryoko's slap.
When his body finally came to a stop, he was completely unscathed, except for a little bit of smoke caused by the tremendous air friction.
A small team led by Odd Zhuo and Lotus Sun quickly arrived.
Seeing that 1212 had been turned into cannon fodder by Zhou Ziyi as soon as it appeared, Odd Zhuo grinned from ear to ear. "Not bad! Little Wingsy! You did a meritorious deed! Well done! "
Odd Zhuo had originally brought Zhou Ziyi to the Illusory Land of Nothingness with the intention of helping Zhou Ziyi do a meritorious deed, but he hadn't expected his wish to be fulfilled so quickly.
On the other hand, Zhou Ziyi was still in a state of confusion. He had no idea what was going on.
Kumiya Ryoko had an apologetic expression on her face. Given her usual temperament, she was never someone who would apologize right away, and would definitely use that roundabout way to express her apologies.
But just now, she realized that she had really been wrong.
"Ziyi, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hit you, "Kumiya Ryoko said as she bowed.
"It's fine, sister-in-law." Zhou Ziyi rubbed his head and laughed bitterly. "By the way, sister-in-law, what I wanted to say is that there really isn't anything going on between Brother Qin Zong and Odd Zhuo … and Brother Qin Zong has a wife."
Zhou Ziyi had actually learned about this by chance when he had been chatting with Qin Zong not long ago.
"…"
Hearing this, Kumiya Ryoko instantly blushed and wished she could dig a hole and bury herself in it.
Heavens …
What had she done?
She had actually suspected that Qin Zong was a pervert who liked men …
"I'm sorry, I was wrong." Thus, Kumiya Ryoko turned around and apologized to Qin Zong.
She was really too ashamed.
"It's fine, it was just a misunderstanding." Qin Zong gave her his trademark smile.
In fact, he wasn't angry at Kumiya Ryoko's misunderstanding at all; on the contrary, he thought this jealous feeling was a little cute.
Young girls in love were probably all the same: they always liked to let their imagination run wild, and problems would arise as they thought about it.
But now was clearly not the time to let one's imagination run wild.
Because 1212 was still alive.
And right in front of them, it had already finished reassembling.
It was only then that everyone clearly saw what 1212 looked like.
It was a strange humanoid creature with praying mantis hands and a bloody mouth filled with sharp teeth. Just looking at it gave people a horrifying feeling.
"According to the information provided by Mr Zhaoming, we'll have to kill 1212 1,260,000 times to kill him. I'm afraid it won't be that easy, "Zhou Ziyi said at that moment.
"That's not necessarily the case. Most indescribable creatures have the ability to resurrect. But as long as they don't want to resurrect and stop thinking about resurrection, we don't have to kill him 1,260,000 times. "Monk Jin Deng smiled and stepped forward." This little monk has a plan. "
"What is it, Senior Jin Deng?" Lotus Sun was curious.
"It's just an idea I just thought of. I just need to make this little benefactor give up on the idea of resurrection. " Monk Jin Deng smiled kindly. He felt that the success rate of his idea was extremely high, and perhaps it could make 1212 give up on the idea of resurrection.
"Damn humans … I'm going to kill you all!"
By now, 1212 had finished reassembling, and disgusting mucus was coming out of his bloody mouth.
But Jin Deng was even faster.
He swiftly came up behind 1212 and slapped the ground behind him. In a flash, a solid wall of earth was constructed behind 1212, and Jin Deng even blessed the wall with a light consecration spell.
"Have you played table tennis before?" Monk Jin Deng asked.
Everyone: "?"
At that moment, Monk Jin Deng stepped forward without another word and lightly patted Zhou Ziyi on the back. Then, Zhou Ziyi once again turned into a beam of light and shot out.
And now, in front of everyone's eyes, a miraculous scene was unfolding.
1212 stood in front of the blessed wall, impressively becoming a human pillar of flesh.
Zhou Ziyi was sent flying by Monk Jin Deng's palm, smashing 1212 to pieces.
Before 1212 could finish his cursing, he was stopped.
Then, Zhou Ziyi bounced back from the wall behind 1212, and was sent flying again, smashing the resurrected 1212 to pieces …
Palm after palm, over and over again, over and over again.
It was like a table tennis training session …
At the one thousand and six hundredth round.
1212 fell into utter despair and gave up on the idea of resurrection.
It was killed as soon as it was resurrected. It no longer wanted to continue this kind of life without any game experience …
…
1212 left very peacefully …
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