Chapter 397 Number of Ten Yuan
In the hot center of the earth, the 'holy light' soared out of its dazzling light, shining in all directions, rendering the magma with a layer of faint gold, and then once again incarnated into the shape of a lotus flower, tightly wrapping Mo Yan's invulnerable.
The glue-like magma like a torrent surged in the endless vibrations of the center of the earth, washing on the 'holy light', like boiling water splashing snow, the rolling white smoke, filling the center of the earth. Then these white smoke turned into a fierce flame, hitting the 'holy light' like a rain of fire, ejected out hot sparks.
This process is like an iron block that has been forged into steel after thousands of times. Under the impact of fire and rain over and over again, the 'holy light' released the purest and most abundant power for Mo Yan to absorb.
However, although the fire rain released from the center of the earth could not destroy the structure of the 'holy light' and let Mo Yan wrapped in it burn his body and turn into ashes under the impact of the flame, this 'holy light' did not block the hot temperature of the fire in the center of the earth, so that the hot temperature that was enough to evaporate the whole ocean penetrated in. .
At this moment, Mo Yan sat in the 'holy light'. Although he still looked calm on the surface and closed his eyes to feel and absorb, the blood in his body seemed to explode, constantly impacting his internal organs.
If Mo Yan didn't understand the strong physical skills of 'eight martial arts', and six doors have been opened in the eight doors, his anti-strike ability is extremely strong. I'm afraid he can't stand it for a long time, and he will spit three liters of blood and be killed on the spot.
"I didn't expect that the fire in the heart of the earth here is so horrible. My 'fire of the sky' is almost like a three-year-old child in front of it. However, when I broke through my strength and stepped into the secret world of the imperial sky, although the "fire of burning the sky" released was still not comparable to the fire in the center of the earth here, it was not far from it. Most importantly, the fire of the sky is only the fifth of the 'flame burning love' in the fire of Qingluan. Once I step into the imperial air level, I can understand the sixth, seventh and even the last 'fire of the sun'. At that time, the fire in the heart of the earth is just a scum in front of me. Mo Yan smiled silently in his heart.
At this moment, the inside of the 'Holy Light' is releasing energy for Mo Yan to absorb, washing all the impurities inside him, and the life energy with 'stardust fragments' is warm. Although the temperature outside is hot and horrible, Mo Yan has never had any life danger.
On the contrary, understanding in a harsh environment can make the brain clearer and make Mo Yan have a deeper understanding of his own technique.
Break, break!
The hot high temperature continues to penetrate into the 'holy light', causing the blood in Mo Yan's body to burst. During the continuous rebirth of countless cells in the rapid burst, a mysterious and profound force suddenly blew gently in Mo Yan's blood like a breeze passing by.
This mysterious and profound force seems to have crossed the sky, pierced the earth, frozen the traces of history, and created a brand-new civilized world, but Mo Yan has always been difficult to detect what it is. It is only certain that once this force is condensed, Mo Yan's strength will definitely double again.
You should know that the number of Mo Yan's cell division has reached 'nine yuan' at this moment. Once he makes a breakthrough and steps into the '10 yuan', then his power is definitely not comparable to the past.
Boom! Boom, boom!
Hundreds of millions of cells burst in an instant, like nuclear bombs exploding, making Mo Yan's flesh and blood devastated, but they recovered quickly under the rapid moisture of stardust fragments to generate brand-new cells. This process is as delicate as if it were giving birth to life.
Although the difference between 'nine yuan' and 'ten yuan' is only one yuan, the difference in the middle is not something that can be described by ordinary words. It seems that it is a cocoon that has not transformed into a butterfly. Can it be comparable to a really dancing butterfly?
The answer is certainly no.
Under normal circumstances, even if Mo Yan is severely traumatized, the cells will only be reborn at most without splitting, but at this moment, because of the energy of the 'holy light', Mo Yan's bottleneck has the possibility of breakthrough.
"Dividate, cells! Break through in one fell swoop, step into the number of ten yuan, and create a brand-new world!" Mo Yan ignored the pain of his cell bursting at all. He roared and his will was like a knife until the sky.
Break, break, break!
The cells have split crazily and have split tens of thousands of times in just a few breaths.
Normally, there are about 500 trillion to 600 trillion cells in the human body. If all the cells are divided and reorganized, it will be about 1000 trillion to 1200 trillion.
Why is the strength of the power of those who have stepped into the realm of 'cell division' so rapidly, which is so different from that of the realm of 'light as a swallow'? This is precisely because the number of cells in the body of the power is different.
As the saying goes, quantitative change causes qualitative change. The greater the number of cells, the greater the power produced.
When Mo Yan stepped into the realm of cell division, the cells in his body had torn the 'three-yuan number'. Later, after his own perception and adventure, it soared to nine yuan, which was only a line away from the real breakthrough.
Now, under the moisture of the 'holy light', Mo Yan's cells are constantly dividing, and it is only one foot away from the 'ten yuan', which will not take long for it to be truly realized.
Two days later.
When the cell division in Mo Yan's body slowed down, as if exhausted, the number of cells in his body had split 126,000 times, only 3600 times to make up the last dollar.
However, this last 3600 times is like climbing the last tens of meters of the world's highest mountain, which seems to be very close, but if you are a little careless, you may fail.
"Hold on!" Mo Yan gritted his teeth fiercely and made the final impact. He endured the pain of cell division and the hot fire of the earth's heart, and countered this pain with his incomparable will.
At this moment, although Mo Yan's whole body does not have any beads of sweat, if it is not broken through in the center of the earth, but divides cells on the ordinary surface. I'm afraid that his sweat can already converge into a river!
"For Lin Qing, for Catherine, for my born and dead companions, in order to get a glimmer of life when the new era comes, and protect the peace of the earth, no matter what, you must stick to it!" Mo Yan clenched his teeth and endured the pain and fatigue in his body with the will to cut through the sky.
This is a war of spiritual will and flesh. There is a slight negligence before the end of the seesaw war, or once you are discouraged, then your previous achievements will be abandoned. Mo Yan will no longer be able to divide his cells into a 'ten yuan' number.
There is only one chance.
1200, 1000, 800......
The closer he was to the final goal, Mo Yan felt that he was more tired. The cells in his body seemed to be filled with extremely dense lead blocks, and he no longer had the strength to split.
"Is it over..." Mo Yan reluctantly bit the tip of his tongue and tried to stimulate his whole body with severe pain to make the power suddenly emerge, but it never had any effect.
In the bottom of my heart, the unwilling emotion emerged like a tide, making Mo Yan's eyes almost red.
However, these negative impurities are floating like clouds and smoke under the washing of the 'holy light'. However, just as Mo Yan lost almost all his support strength and closed his eyes and fainted, the 'protonuclear' of the sacred dragon in his body burst into dazzling light in vain, stimulating the pore cells of the whole body and making a final boost!
Breaking, breaking!
In an instant, the cells in Mo Yan's body burst out the hottest temperature like boiling water. The 'original nucleus' of the sacred dragon was releasing dazzling light to stimulate the pore cells in his body. Mo Yan suddenly felt that the lost strength seemed to recover, shining and extremely comfortable!
"What the hell is going on? The prokone of the sacred dragon helped me at a critical moment and let my cell division break through the limit?" Mo Yan frowned, but instead of thinking hard, he used all his strength to stimulate the cells and then split.
Boom!
Finally, with Mo Yan's sharp will as sharp as a blade and as hard as steel, the number of cell division finally made a final breakthrough, reaching ten yuan. Suddenly, the cells in Mo Yan's body seemed to turn into a brilliant galaxy, rotating around his heart!
Zizi, Zizi, Zizi...
The cells in Mo Yan's body suddenly emitted a sound like an electric shock. At this moment, the mysterious and profound force was transmitted through the heart and stabbed the pore cells of the whole body, causing these cells to change sharply.
This is a precursor to genetic mutations.
If Mo Yan doesn't need to create 'life virtualization' and then let the gene mutate, I'm afraid that he has now let go of his arms and let these genes change to make his strength stronger.
But Mo Yan can't do this, because he knows that since the cell division of 'ten yuan' can have such a strange phenomenon, when he creates 'life virtualization', these genes must mutate more horriblely!
Either it will remain unchanged, and if it changes, it will change greatly.
"Maybe even if my gene mutation is, it will never be comparable to the genes of the Izanam family. But at least it is certain that my genes will be more horrible than 'Jiang Liang' or even an ordinary starry sky holy beast with a wisp of breath of Prince Chen. At that time, as long as my strength breaks through a little, these aliens must not be my opponents when the new era comes. Mo Yan clenched his fist tightly and bathed in the holy light to wash the impurities, while waiting for the arrival of the second 'levation' of the holy light.