Beneath the Saints, are all beings mere ants?
Xuan Xiao, the personal senior disciple of Sect Master Tongtian of the Jie sect, laughs!
At the decisive battle of the Cataclysm of the Investiture of the Gods, he faces the shameless Yuanshi, the hypocritical Laozi, and The Two from the West.
Yet Xuan Xiao remains completely unruffled!
Before the four Saints stands Sect Master Tongtian's Immortal Slaying Sword Formation, which can only be broken by four Saints acting together.
Behind them, Xuan Xiao's three incarnations have set up a total of 365 Heavenly Cycle Star Dou Great Arrays!
And beyond those, countless more incarnations are watching, ready to strike!
Seeing this, the four Saints begin to panic!
Yuanshi: "Hongjun deceived me! How can ants kill a Saint?"
Laozi: "My third brother's doctrine of teaching without discrimination is excellent!"
Zhunti and Jieyin: "Fellow Daoist, Please Stay! The two of us brothers just happened to be passing through. If we're not welcome, we'll leave at once!"
Tongtian: "My disciple Xuan Xiao is invincible in the primordial world!"
Xuan Xiao: "Those beneath the Saints are not mere ants!"
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
"Brother, stop it, that's where you pee. Don't lick it if it's so dirty, stop it."... The sister screamed in pain, her voice seemed like she was about to cry. The author looked at her sister happily and continued to lick the feces-stained toilet bowl.
The protagonist can just follow Lao Tzu's example and send three corpses to grab the god's seat. Doesn't that mean there are 365 main god's seats in total? Wouldn't it be great if the protagonist sent 365 people there? Haotian is completely useless. Once again, get the list of gods and distribute 12 to Yuan. It's over. It's a false position anyway. The calamity of gods is over.
"Brother, stop it, that's where you pee. Don't lick it if it's so dirty, stop it."... The sister screamed in pain, her voice seemed like she was about to cry. The author looked at her sister happily and continued to lick the feces-stained toilet bowl.
If the three corpses can kill infinite corpses, then you are not the one who can kill them all. Does the author understand what the corpse cutting refers to? You are not so much killing corpses as you are the incarnation of tens of thousands of supernatural powers.
I read a novel in which the protagonist's clone slept with the protagonist's wife. You know, the protagonist and the protagonist's clone are two different people apart from the fact that they look the same and can communicate with each other through thinking. While sleeping with his wife, the protagonist asked his wife if he felt comfortable letting his clone sleep with him, and then he and his clone slept with his wife, although they merged in the end.
"Brother, stop it, that's where you pee. Don't lick it if it's so dirty, stop it."... The sister screamed in pain, her voice seemed like she was about to cry. The author looked at her sister happily and continued to lick the feces-stained toilet bowl.
Killing three corpses requires innate spiritual treasures, but hundreds of millions of them are returned
You don't call them three corpses, you call them clones_||(~_~;). You don't have that much magic power and you don't have that many spiritual treasures. How can you separate out so many three corpses? You don't abide by the law of conservation of energy. With so much mana, the level specifications of the ancient world have been downgraded. This is called plundering. The ancient world can't destroy you. You divide so many three corpses, so don't fight at all (?△`)(?Д`), Because the resources, spiritual treasures, and spiritual energy are all with you. Others don't need to practice at all, because others have no resources to practice. How can they beat you?
Let the three corpses transform into three pure beings.
If the setting is like this, wouldn't Styx be able to do it too?