My Past Life Simulator Chapter 542

  Seeing Sangji's expression like this, He Zhao couldn't help but twitched a mocking smile, not to mention how indignant he looked.

   Are you dumbfounded?

  Grandpa can roll back!

   And has a BUG that can be immune to all negative states and restore the heyday.

  What are you going to use to fight me, big monk?

  Of course, if you can manipulate time, it's fierce, and bugs are bugs, but the problem is that there must be consumption. Otherwise, wouldn't it be better than cheat codes extracted from the simulator.

  [Archive/Recall]: No consumption. [Manipulation time]: There is consumption.

  The two sides have grown up and disappeared, and the king of heaven, Lao Tzu, will still kneel and sing conquest when he comes.

  False BUG: control time; real BUG: rollback/archive.

   "I want to see how many palms you can catch from me."

  After the voice fell, he raised his arm again, and a burst of scorching white light exploded violently, blinding people's eyes again.

  Bufa Temple is currently in charge, and the whole person is completely dumbfounded.

   No way, come again!

  The true and outstanding disciples on the first timeline are a bit helpless in the face of the false and outstanding disciples on another timeline.

  No matter how fast time accelerates, it is impossible to run out of the huge plateau area in a short moment. And as long as they can't escape, they will inevitably be affected by all-round attacks.

   After all, this TMD is a palm that superimposes 350 times the million-year drought.

   With one palm strike, all humans and animals will be wiped out, this is not a joke.

  Besides, even without the superimposition of Yitong's attack, the million-year drought alone is enough for a person of Arhat status to drink a large pot.

   "Boom——"

   With one palm down, the dark sky immediately became as bright as day because the sun was setting slowly.

  No, no, no, it should be said to be countless times more dazzling than the Great Sun.

  The scene from a day ago reappeared again.

   It's just that no plants, land, mountains, or life suffered this time. They were all wiped out early in the first wave. The crystallized land of the entire plateau once again dissolved into boiling liquid.

   In desperation, Sanji could only grit his teeth and carry on.

   If you run, you will definitely not be able to get out, so let's compete to see who will be the first to be unable to hold on.

  Two people, under mutual containment, only to see who has the stronger staying power.

   "Backtracking."

   After all, the time on the current seat owner's body went backwards crazily, constantly changing from withered and disintegrated to intact. Time and time again, the mighty power of time is fully reflected in it.

  One move "Kundalini, Cloudless and Blue Sky, Million Years of Drought" is played, and the burden on the instigator is also huge.

  The two stared at each other until the day passed and the third day came to dusk.

   "Hoo Hoo"

   "Plop!"

  Ruthless Zhao saw that the time regression was lifted, and the great monk who immediately fell to the ground did not step forward to check recklessly.

   "Wait for me."

   "Archive."

   After finishing speaking, the third starlight in my mind was shattered, and a brand new archive light spot was re-condensed.

   "Rewind."

  The world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

  The crystallized land became vibrant again, and everything such as trees, weeds, small animals, mountains, etc., all returned.

  Shangyang City, guest room of the main altar of the Wang family branch of Bufa Temple.

  The electronic time on the wall is displayed as—【12:00:10】.

  The huge burden borne by the physical body was swept away in an instant.

   According to the life debts of the gods, they will be exempted one by one at the same time.

   "I don't believe that you can't die."

   "Rewind."

  The voice fell, the world paused, and moved forward rapidly.

   In a blink of an eye, I returned to the bare plateau.

   "Let's continue."

   While talking, he raised his palm, and a dazzling white light that was exactly the same as the previous two times lit up.

  To be honest, at that moment, Sanji suddenly felt an emotion in his heart.

  Tired, destroy it. JPG!

  Sangji on another timeline, only one sentence.

"you know me!"

   "Boom——"

  The superposition of 350 times the attack power of Yitong Guishen + "Kundalini, Cloudless and Blue Sky, Million Years of Drought" = a natural disaster that can be called an extermination level.

  The plateau is destroyed by TMD again.

   "Huchi. Huchi Huchi Huchi Huchi"

   After going back in time for the third time, the current head of the Bufa Temple fell to the ground again with a plop.

  He Zhao looked at the monk whose posture, curvature, expression, and even violent breathing were exactly the same as the previous two times, and fell silent.

   Do I look like a big fool?

  With such an obvious seduction, the second idiot probably wouldn't rush forward recklessly and give the opportunity a sneak attack.

   "Archive!"

  The starlight was broken and reorganized, condensing a brand new archive light spot.

   "Rewind."

  The world pauses and reverses rapidly.

  He returned to the first save point, the guest room of the Wang family branch.

   "Rewind."

   Came to the ruined plateau land for the fourth time, and swung the fourth palm under the disbelieving eyes of Sangji.

   "Boom——"

   It is still a dazzling white light, and it is still an invisible drought that destroys the world.

   Next, the fifth time. The sixth time. The seventh time. Until the hundredth time.

"boom!"

  This time, the current head of the Bufa Temple fell on his back on the crystallized ground, and the back of his head fell, making a muffled sound.

  The posture of the fall this time is very embarrassing, just like those who were beaten to the ground in the past.

   But, for the sake of caution, it is necessary to test it more or less.

  So, the surname He took off his pants very unscrupulously.

   "Chi Liu—"

  A stream of water spanned tens of meters and poured on Sangji's handsome face.

  Don't look at the three-hundred-year-old man, but in fact his appearance is fixed as a middle-aged handsome guy.

  The water flow continued for several minutes, but the other party didn't have any overreaction.

   "Good guy, if it's really a faux pas, intending to seduce people, I admit it."

  The current head of Bufa Temple pretended to be dead for this sake, even if he stepped forward and was attacked by surprise, he would admit it!

   Relying on the Dafa of retreating, and the body of **** + immortal body, he walked towards the opponent step by step.

  Staying close, he kicked with his feet first.

   Motionless, like a bastard.

   "You can really stand up."

   A full hundred retracements were needed to consume people to death.

  Of course, Sanji didn't really die, but passed out from exhaustion.

   "The time is tricky, I accept it bluntly."

  The voice fell, and the ability to drive the head of the Mahayana Buddha, a "line" sprang out with a bang, and connected to the head of the monk lying on the ground.

   Who would have thought that the other party suddenly opened his eyes.

   "Om—"

  A strange fluctuation spread out, once belonging to the boundary around the Bufa Temple, time suddenly came to a standstill.

  The ruthless Zhao, who was about to strike a black hand, was also not spared. He stood still and wanted to move a finger, which was an extravagant hope.

'Um? '

   I was puzzled in my heart, it turned out that it was still an act.

   Having said that, the Great Monk really endured the humiliation.

  Just drank urine for several minutes, but actually insisted on not saying a word.

   Cow wow!

   One thing to say, he, Lao He, definitely can't do this, and would rather die.

  Of course, everything is based on the premise that you are a player. For gamers, death is not the end, but a necessary journey on the road to success.

   "Ahem."

  Sangji got up tremblingly from the crystallized ground, trembling all over his body was much worse than Parkinson's.

   It can be seen that he is really at the end of his battle.

   "Think about it. Can't think of it. Can't you?"

"Time. Time to suspend the old and the old. No no no, no, you, you, you can still be free. Immunity"

   After two sentences, he was so tired that he almost hiccupped in place.

   Then, with his left hand, he took out an old-fashioned razor from the large sleeve robe.

   This knife is pure gold in color, and there are traces of blood on it.

  It seems that when I gave the little monk a gradient, I accidentally scratched my scalp and dyed it.

   "Die, die, die!"

   Roaring loudly, he stabbed He Zhao's heart with a knife.

  In an instant, all Li Gui, Mahayana Buddha's physical abilities, and even the spiritual space were all blocked.

  At that moment, it was like falling from the altar, changing from a **** to an ordinary person.

   "cough cough cough"

   It seemed that he was using too much force, and Sanji vomited blood.

  In fact, the scope of time suspension is limited, and the strange intruder has been bombarding from a distance, he really has no choice.

   Only by waiting for someone to approach, can the lore strike be released.

  In addition, he had indeed exhausted his energy before, and had no energy or mana, so he couldn't use his own time and trick ability.

  The reason why he was able to suspend the time within the five-meter range around him was only because he squeezed out the last trace of strength at the cost of consuming fruit positions.

   I have to say that the price tag for a lore blow is too high.

  It was so big that the fruit status passed down from generation to generation in Bufa Temple was destroyed. Even in the future, whether the temple can rise again will be a big question mark.

  No fruit position, representing instability. Instability means that it will disappear from history at any time. However, in order to preserve the fire of Bufa Temple, it has to do so.

"well!"

  Barely supporting his body, he sighed.

  The next second, with a wave of his hand, a white light flew out.

  In an open space on the crystallized land, time reverses rapidly and strangely.

   After a while, a complete person appeared with a package in his hand.

   "Huh? Am I not dead?"

  The current Dharma King of Bufa Monastery muttered to himself in a dazed expression.

   "Lord!"

  Afterwards, he slapped his forehead suddenly, and turned to look at Sanji, who was in tatters and angry.

   He trotted to the front and reached out to support the person.

   "seat"

   "No need to say much, remember to rebuild the Bufa Temple."

   "Lord!"

  A mournful cry sounded, and then the current Dharma King looked at Sanji with tears in his eyes.

"Snapped!"

   A slap on the forehead, and then the person who supported him spoke.

   "What are you thinking? I can't die for the time being. After all, I have paid a considerable price. If I die, it will be in vain."

   "That's good, that's good."

  The well-known ruthless man who was fixing his body rolled up a big white eye.

   Ah Li Jindao seems to be conscious, and is crazily plundering his life energy.

  One's own and Mahayana Buddha's, flow into it one by one.

   It is not so much a supreme Buddhist weapon as it is an evil magic weapon.

  Orthodox Buddhist vessel, who **** life!

  'Back to file. '

  Meditating in my heart, the world suddenly came to a standstill, and the surrounding scenery quickly reversed.

The current Dharma king of Boufa Temple retreated all the way back to the original place and disappeared. The golden saber returned from his heart to Sangji's sleeve, and he also watched himself back to the original place, pouring all the urine on his face, with a squeak Bounce back toward him.

  'Don't come here! '

  Shangyang City, the guest room of the Wang family branch.

  Time display—[12:00:10].

   "Hiss—"

  Ruthless Zhao shivered violently, apparently the retracted liquid made him quite uncomfortable.

   "No, you can't do it again next time."

   "Rewind."

  The next moment, the world pauses and moves forward rapidly.

"boom!"

  Watching Sangji fall on his back, his little hands are about to move.

  Ma Dan, I can't bear it.

  Thinking that the other party had stabbed him in the heart, He Zhao gritted his teeth and untied his belt.

  A real man is never soft on revenge.

   "Chi Liu—"

  A liquid spanning dozens of meters, drawn a beautiful arc in the air, and poured all the water on the face of the current head of Bufa Temple without wasting it.

  Especially when he aimed and **** on people's mouths.

  Five minutes, fleeting.

"Comfortable."

   "Archive."

  The third save point in my mind was broken and reorganized, and a new save point was condensed for the hundred and first time.

  He was ready to be stabbed in the heart, and strode forward with a face full of indifference.

  Poke and poke, just get used to it.

   Sure enough, when he walked up to him again, time paused instantly.

   "Poof—"

   One knife down, it can be called a hot knife cutting butter.

   "Hiss—"

   After getting used to it a bit, he chose to go back again.

  The world pauses and reverses rapidly.

  The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time

   Tenth, hundredth, thousandth

   Until, ten thousand times.

  At this moment, he found that after Ah Li's golden knife was pierced into his heart, the immobilization effect, which was completely different from the time pause, finally loosened.

  If there is no time-pause covering the five-meter radius, he should be able to move his hands and feet.

  'Have to adapt. '

  'Back to file. '

  20,000 times, 30,000 times, 50,000 times

  67.89 million times, 100,000 times!

   This time the Li Guis were able to move. It was no longer the same as before. Ah Li's golden knife pierced into the heart, and each of them paused for an instant, and fell into a shutdown state.

  'But, not enough. '

  110,000 times, 190,000 times, 200,000 times.

  Mahayana Buddha's physical abilities can be unlocked one by one and used.

   "Huh—"

   No wonder, no wonder the former Mahayana Buddha capsized in the gutter and was dismembered by the people of Bufa Temple.

   Co-authorship is not because he doesn't work hard, but the enemy has Gundam.

  With the Dafa of reversing, he still got stabbed 200,000 times.

   What's more, a Mahayana Buddha who was born not long ago.

  Next, a familiar scene played out. Sanji once again resurrected the current Dharma king, and the two left there "affectionately" to rebuild the Bufa Temple.

   "Ahem."

   "Who is it? Didn't see the two of us." The current Dharma King stopped abruptly before finishing his sentence.

   Afterwards, he and Sanji looked at each other.

   There are only three living people present!

   Then, the two turned their heads in disbelief.

  I saw He Zhao stretching out his hand to pull out the golden knife from his heart, and tossing it up and down for fun.

   "Is it the golden saber, isn't it? Is it the supreme Buddhist vessel?"

"you you you"

  The two raised their hands together, pointing tremblingly at the strange intruder.

   His Holiness trembled from fright, but Sanji's hands trembled.

"How can it be!"

   "Nothing is impossible."

  The current head of the Bufa Temple, almost fell in the dark.

   Immune to Ah Gu Jin Dao is already bizarre enough, ignoring his time stop, it is too outrageous!

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