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Chapter 118 The blow that dragged the gods off the altar

"What are you doing?!" Xinyuan threw a chain and wrapped it around Niu Jingyu's waist, trying to pull him away.

However, as soon as the chain was on his body, it was immediately broken again, unable to hold him at all.

Energy chains are formed by gathering energy and do not have serious physical hardness and toughness.

Being broken can only mean one thing - the current energy in Niu Jingyu's body is too violent and unstable.

The eyes of the god's thousands of faces all turned to look at Niu Jingyu, who was glowing with red light.

At this time, the amount of bleeding on his body had reached a very terrifying level, and his entire skin color had changed.

He does not have the perverted recovery ability of Xinyuan, so his behavior at this time seems to be a bit like seeking death.

It was as if the blood on his body was about to run away.

Xinyuan couldn't understand it, but he could clearly feel that the energy in Niu Jingyu was getting stronger and stronger.

Moreover, since he saw that the Thousand Faced God was increasing its oppressive power, Xinyuan could only continue to increase the power output of the short stick of faith.

This powerful energy seemed to have some ability to attract monsters, causing the Thousand-Faced God to stop and look in his direction.

The blood had blinded Niu Jingyu's eyes, making his eyes red with blood.

But sometimes, blindfolding your eyes may help you see more clearly.

Someone once said that when a person dies, his or her life will flash through his mind rapidly.

Niu Jingyu was in an almost similar state at this time.

Time slowed down countless times in his mind, and countless pictures flashed through his mind.

The disastrous defeat eight years ago broke Niu Jingyu's invincibility, and he has been unable to improve his level since then.

He still remembered how loudly he yelled.

"What are you talking about? Doctor, what kind of test is this? It's fake!"

"Who said my state of mind is broken? I am not afraid of anyone!"

"Why don't I have an invincible heart?! I do! I feel like I am invincible now!"

He frantically showed off his muscles to his teammates and told his fearlessness, but all he got in return was silence.

From then on, Niu Jingyu brainwashed himself crazily, facing the mirror and saying that he was invincible.

But that’s how people are, even if you can deceive the world, you can’t deceive yourself

"Jingyu, it's time for you to get married and have children. You should retreat from the front line. Oriental College needs teachers with rich combat experience," Niu Jingyu's captain at the time advised.

"Even if my invincibility is broken, I still have the fifth level of cultivation, so I'm not a fucking useless person, right?" The sensitive Niu Jingyu cursed at his operations team leader.

"Besides, all that bullshit mental state cultivation is fake. Why can't I feel it? There's nothing wrong with my mental state!"

team leader:

He knew that it was no longer easy for him to persuade him.

Niu Jingyu is very powerful, and he is already the best among men in the fifth realm, but if he does not have the heart of invincibility, the possibility of accidents when fighting gods is too high.

That's why the captains wanted him to retreat.

But in the end, the captain left a few words.

"Having your invincible heart broken doesn't mean you're weak. It's just your subconscious mind and your soul being corroded by divine power."

"But Jingyu, ask yourself, are you so unwilling to admit it, do you mean you don't believe it, or do you lack the courage to rebuild your invincible heart?"

"If you don't have the courage to rebuild your invincible heart, how can you still say that you have an invincible heart?"

At this time, these words sounded like thunder in his heart.

What is the invincible heart?——Fearlessness!

If you are afraid that you don’t have an invincible heart, it has already proven that you don’t have one!

What is more terrifying than failure is the fear of failure.

I understand, captain

I want to reinvent myself and start all over again!

His eyes opened instantly and he looked fixedly at the seemingly invincible existence on the opposite side.

At the same time, the breath of the whole body weakened instantly, the fourth realm, the third realm, the second realm

The aura of the realm on his body was like a reservoir opening to release water, flowing out thousands of miles and instantly turning him into a useless person.

Then, he stepped forward and took a step forward.

Take one step forward, the sea and sky will be vast, the clouds will clear and you will see the sun!

In this step, what he walked out of was not the distance, but the past self.

Niu Jingyu made a breakthrough before the battle. Under the endless pressure of the gods, he broke through the shackles of his own soul.

The momentum is rising crazily, the third realm, the fourth realm

Until, the sixth realm!

Spitting out the cigar that had been burned to the end of his mouth seemed to be spitting out the depressed self in the past.

He showed a blood-stained smile, looked at the God of Thousand Faces and said:

"On this street, you must stay here for me until I die!"

Stomping his feet hard, the entire block behind him began to tremble like waves.

Then the whole person was ejaculated, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the Thousand-Faced God.

Punch out,

This punch carried eight years of grievance, the anger of countless battles, and the courage to face death.

Hit the opponent hard in the face!

The God of Thousand Faces instantly tilted his head back, and the nose of the face in the middle of his head was crooked!

Gray divine light enveloped Niu Jingyu's fist, corroding and burning.

It feels like you've been punched into a pile of red-hot coals.

It hurts, it hurts so much!

But Niu Jingyu felt very happy!

This punch had no real effect, and the light on the god's body was still strong.

But this punch also caused the god to fall off the altar!

No one would think that a being who fights with people on the street with fists is a god.

"Hahaha, hahaha!" Niu Jingyu laughed loudly, almost face to face.

The God of Thousand Faces waved his hand and knocked Niu Jingyu flying backwards.

boom!

The whole person was embedded into the ground with a palm slap, plowing out a long ravine.

Sitting up with difficulty, Niu Jingyu stretched out his hand, and the three-meter-long ghost-headed staff returned to his hand.

If he had received such a beating before, he might not have been able to stand up without dying.

But now, he is still standing up and can continue to "fight stubbornly" for a while.

Feeling the condition of his body, Niu Jingyu laughed wildly, picked up the ghost-head staff and continued to charge forward.

After living in this world for more than forty years, he has never been so happy as he is now.

He knew that he still couldn't beat him, and he knew that he would probably fight to death, but he only felt happy.

The scenery in the sixth realm is so beautiful.

Make further progress!

Xinyuan looked at Niu Jingyu's current state and knew that he might have used some extreme methods to break through.

In other words, the current frontal battlefield does not need to be carried out by oneself for the time being.

He took a few steps back and walked to an inconspicuous corner, quietly waiting for half of his body to heal his riddled body.

After that, he no longer cared about Niu Jingyu's life and death, and only did one thing.
Chapter completed!
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