——God is not born noble.
This is the truth that Vishnu realized when he was still weak.
Strictly speaking, Vishnu is not a pure native of the prehistoric continent, but an orphan of the human race from the outer dimension.
In the days when humans first took over the prehistoric continent, there were still numerous prehistoric races occupying the outer planes, and the human race in the outer planes did not have a very good life at that time - humans were still slaves, currency, and the objects of wanton slaughter by alien races for fun.
Vishnu is one of the billions of human beings in the countless outer planes. If nothing unexpected happens, he will grow up, work, live, and die day after day. He may die from the taxation of all races, or die from hard work, or from illness...
——Until one day, he was tortured by a little demon and unlocked his genetic lock, awakening the most primitive power deep in the human genes.
——Until one day, reinforcements from the human race came to this plane, wiped out the myriad tribes that ruled this plane, and saved Vishnu, who was dying and about to be executed without a single piece of good flesh on his body.
——Until one day, Vishnu showed his talent in spiritual practice, and was taken away by his compatriots who saved the plane from fire and water, and for the first time he saw the primitive continent outside the world.
——Until one day, Vishnu, who joined the Indian sect but was frustrated, accidentally met two companions who were also from the outside world.
Although after reaching the intermediate level of the fourth order one can have a photographic memory, and even the most secret memories deep in the brain can be recalled in an instant, no one would be willing to recall their not-so-glorious past, especially when they have already achieved success today.
But at this moment, Central Weishi Buddha, who was a primary saint, couldn't help but think of something... Of course, he also realized that he had forgotten a lot of things, such as what he was doing now.
So, the Central Vishi Buddha started to think, and as a saint, he realized everything that was happening now.
Yes...I am fighting!
In an instant, the hazy consciousness of the Central Weishi Buddha returned to his body, and the thoughts that were scattered by the punch also gathered again. When he came to his senses, he saw a huge fist!
To be more precise, the fist was not moving forward, but backward - because the force of this punch was so great that the blue lion-headed Buddha, who was a hundred meters tall, flew backwards at a speed faster than light, and slammed heavily into the plane channel, directly blocking an immortal who was about to cross the plane and descend here.
But surprisingly, even with Zheng Zha's punch under "Honghuang - Creation of the World" and the direct impact of the saint's body, the dimensional channel in the void connecting the three dimensions of Resident Evil and the Honghuang Continent was still not damaged at all, and it didn't even shake... Even the light radiating from the multiverse was still shining, stable, and not affected by anything.
Not to mention that after seeing this scene, a wise man who had his own plans pushed his glasses and seemed to be thinking about something; the Central Dimensional Buddha who was knocked away by Zheng Zha's punch experienced a kind of "painful" touch that he had not felt for many years.
How many years?
How many years has it been since I suffered this kind of injury and the humiliation of being punched in the face?
Zheng Zha's punch was so heavy that in an instant, it shattered the "golden light of protection" that the Central Dimension Buddha had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years and had just formed by saving the fusion of many planes; it was so heavy that under a straight punch, half of his head was broken, so that the current golden body was somewhat incomplete; it was so heavy that under this blow, not only he himself, but also those saints who had suffered heavy casualties due to the destruction of the Five Finger Mountain and had always been connected with the Central Dimension Buddha's mind and spirit vomited blood on the spot, and even his faith and will were greatly shaken...
I don’t know how many golden and magnificent Buddha statues, or clay and wooden statues, in the various planes under the command of the Central World Buddha shook and cracked, and fell to the ground and broke into pieces; I don’t know how many extremely devout believers were frightened after seeing this ominous scene while worshiping.
"That attack just now...what kind of magical power was that?"
He slowly straightened his body, and a strong green Buddha light flashed across the face of the Buddha in the center, using energy to slowly fill the huge wound. However, the wound on half of his head that was blown up was so big that to the outside world, it looked like the muscles on his green lion head were wriggling, which looked really disgusting and weird...
Of course, this is what outsiders see. The Central Weishi Buddha didn't care at all. He just stared at Zheng Zha with his one eye and the fist that Zheng Zha had just hit him in the face...
In his eyes, it was more than just a fist. It was something beyond reality. He had never heard that a fist alone could defeat those magic weapons that were created with great effort... Even the physical cultivators who specialized in physical cultivation in the prehistoric heaven, or the races known for their physical bodies among the prehistoric myriad races, could not have directly penetrated his body-protecting magical power that he had cultivated for 100,000 years and injured him to such an extent. Not to mention that the blow actually directly brought out his long-buried memories of the past... This was completely illogical and enough to shake his worldview until now!
"Magic power? What kind of magic power?"
Zheng Zha looked inexplicably at the Central World Buddha in front of him, who suddenly became extremely solemn, as if he had become a different person. He looked at his fist and then looked ahead: "Could it be that you were hit stupidly? Isn't this just an ordinary fist?"
“…What a punch.”
Hearing this, the Central Weishi Buddha took a deep breath. In this moment, the past scenes passed before his eyes, and then dispersed like floating clouds - then, he made a move that he would never do on ordinary days. This saint who was just high and mighty suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood phlegm with a green light to the side.
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In a sense, the saints had already transformed their bodies into energy, and they no longer needed to stick to the flesh, let alone spit blood directly. For the Central Vision Buddha, this move was even more shocking - after all, who would have seen a junior saint who used to be so arrogant and high-handed suddenly do such a rather uncivilized move?
If Buddha were here, he would probably close his eyes and not be able to bear to look at it.
——But these are actually not important.
In other words, in the eyes of Central Weishi Buddha today, everything that he once valued so much is no longer important.
"I underestimated you... But I won't do that again next time!"
At this moment, the eyes of the Central Buddha became fierce, with a bit more murderous intent and bestiality than before. Combined with his huge lion head, it was really oppressive.
And the moment he said this, ten figures suddenly merged into his body, causing the momentum of the Central Wei Shi Buddha to skyrocket wildly!
This is the truth that Vishnu realized when he was still weak.
Strictly speaking, Vishnu is not a pure native of the prehistoric continent, but an orphan of the human race from the outer dimension.
In the days when humans first took over the prehistoric continent, there were still numerous prehistoric races occupying the outer planes, and the human race in the outer planes did not have a very good life at that time - humans were still slaves, currency, and the objects of wanton slaughter by alien races for fun.
Vishnu is one of the billions of human beings in the countless outer planes. If nothing unexpected happens, he will grow up, work, live, and die day after day. He may die from the taxation of all races, or die from hard work, or from illness...
——Until one day, he was tortured by a little demon and unlocked his genetic lock, awakening the most primitive power deep in the human genes.
——Until one day, reinforcements from the human race came to this plane, wiped out the myriad tribes that ruled this plane, and saved Vishnu, who was dying and about to be executed without a single piece of good flesh on his body.
——Until one day, Vishnu showed his talent in spiritual practice, and was taken away by his compatriots who saved the plane from fire and water, and for the first time he saw the primitive continent outside the world.
——Until one day, Vishnu, who joined the Indian sect but was frustrated, accidentally met two companions who were also from the outside world.
Although after reaching the intermediate level of the fourth order one can have a photographic memory, and even the most secret memories deep in the brain can be recalled in an instant, no one would be willing to recall their not-so-glorious past, especially when they have already achieved success today.
But at this moment, Central Weishi Buddha, who was a primary saint, couldn't help but think of something... Of course, he also realized that he had forgotten a lot of things, such as what he was doing now.
So, the Central Vishi Buddha started to think, and as a saint, he realized everything that was happening now.
Yes...I am fighting!
In an instant, the hazy consciousness of the Central Weishi Buddha returned to his body, and the thoughts that were scattered by the punch also gathered again. When he came to his senses, he saw a huge fist!
To be more precise, the fist was not moving forward, but backward - because the force of this punch was so great that the blue lion-headed Buddha, who was a hundred meters tall, flew backwards at a speed faster than light, and slammed heavily into the plane channel, directly blocking an immortal who was about to cross the plane and descend here.
But surprisingly, even with Zheng Zha's punch under "Honghuang - Creation of the World" and the direct impact of the saint's body, the dimensional channel in the void connecting the three dimensions of Resident Evil and the Honghuang Continent was still not damaged at all, and it didn't even shake... Even the light radiating from the multiverse was still shining, stable, and not affected by anything.
Not to mention that after seeing this scene, a wise man who had his own plans pushed his glasses and seemed to be thinking about something; the Central Dimensional Buddha who was knocked away by Zheng Zha's punch experienced a kind of "painful" touch that he had not felt for many years.
How many years?
How many years has it been since I suffered this kind of injury and the humiliation of being punched in the face?
Zheng Zha's punch was so heavy that in an instant, it shattered the "golden light of protection" that the Central Dimension Buddha had painstakingly cultivated for hundreds of thousands of years and had just formed by saving the fusion of many planes; it was so heavy that under a straight punch, half of his head was broken, so that the current golden body was somewhat incomplete; it was so heavy that under this blow, not only he himself, but also those saints who had suffered heavy casualties due to the destruction of the Five Finger Mountain and had always been connected with the Central Dimension Buddha's mind and spirit vomited blood on the spot, and even his faith and will were greatly shaken...
I don’t know how many golden and magnificent Buddha statues, or clay and wooden statues, in the various planes under the command of the Central World Buddha shook and cracked, and fell to the ground and broke into pieces; I don’t know how many extremely devout believers were frightened after seeing this ominous scene while worshiping.
"That attack just now...what kind of magical power was that?"
He slowly straightened his body, and a strong green Buddha light flashed across the face of the Buddha in the center, using energy to slowly fill the huge wound. However, the wound on half of his head that was blown up was so big that to the outside world, it looked like the muscles on his green lion head were wriggling, which looked really disgusting and weird...
Of course, this is what outsiders see. The Central Weishi Buddha didn't care at all. He just stared at Zheng Zha with his one eye and the fist that Zheng Zha had just hit him in the face...
In his eyes, it was more than just a fist. It was something beyond reality. He had never heard that a fist alone could defeat those magic weapons that were created with great effort... Even the physical cultivators who specialized in physical cultivation in the prehistoric heaven, or the races known for their physical bodies among the prehistoric myriad races, could not have directly penetrated his body-protecting magical power that he had cultivated for 100,000 years and injured him to such an extent. Not to mention that the blow actually directly brought out his long-buried memories of the past... This was completely illogical and enough to shake his worldview until now!
"Magic power? What kind of magic power?"
Zheng Zha looked inexplicably at the Central World Buddha in front of him, who suddenly became extremely solemn, as if he had become a different person. He looked at his fist and then looked ahead: "Could it be that you were hit stupidly? Isn't this just an ordinary fist?"
“…What a punch.”
Hearing this, the Central Weishi Buddha took a deep breath. In this moment, the past scenes passed before his eyes, and then dispersed like floating clouds - then, he made a move that he would never do on ordinary days. This saint who was just high and mighty suddenly coughed and spat out a mouthful of blood phlegm with a green light to the side.
The latest novel is published first on Liu9shuba!
In a sense, the saints had already transformed their bodies into energy, and they no longer needed to stick to the flesh, let alone spit blood directly. For the Central Vision Buddha, this move was even more shocking - after all, who would have seen a junior saint who used to be so arrogant and high-handed suddenly do such a rather uncivilized move?
If Buddha were here, he would probably close his eyes and not be able to bear to look at it.
——But these are actually not important.
In other words, in the eyes of Central Weishi Buddha today, everything that he once valued so much is no longer important.
"I underestimated you... But I won't do that again next time!"
At this moment, the eyes of the Central Buddha became fierce, with a bit more murderous intent and bestiality than before. Combined with his huge lion head, it was really oppressive.
And the moment he said this, ten figures suddenly merged into his body, causing the momentum of the Central Wei Shi Buddha to skyrocket wildly!
