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Chapter 142 Nightmare: The silver train that was chopped in half [4000](1/3)

 If he had not seen through the reality of the Silver Train, Ye Wuque’s spiritual will would not have taken the initiative to come again.

But now that it has arrived.

Then there was nothing to fear, so all I could see was that in the open passage between the two realms, spiritual thoughts like a tide were vented out, and they gathered into a hundred-foot-long man of light in the sky.

"How did you tell?"

Silver Train continued to speak human words, and did not stop Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts from being vented from the upper world, strengthening and solidifying.

It seems to understand.

Even if it is blocked, it certainly cannot be stopped.

"Of course it's a guess."'

After Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts gathered into the human form, he looked up to the sky and laughed: "If you are really the spirit contained in this silver train, if there is really a master behind you, then he should come in person, instead of just letting you have this innate...

Lingbao comes to take the lead, and you can't beat me, so doesn't this mean you are giving me a favor?"

"Unbridled."

Silver Train roared: "Who are you to be so arrogant?"

The light man laughed: "Who am I? Aren't we all the same? We are all poor people who have lost the Daluo Daoguo."

One sentence.

Ye Wuque has packaged himself into a great Luo who fell and came back again.

"You..."

"You know everything?"

Silver Train was speechless: "Okay, now that you know everything, I won't mince words and hand over the corpses, relics, and remnant souls of my people that your people just killed. For the sake of

For the sake of both you and me, Da Luo, who has returned, I can let the past go."

"Oh?"

"This requirement is not too high."

Guangren shook his head and laughed: "What a pity, your body has been turned into meat paste, and the relics have been crushed to pieces. The remnant soul? I'm afraid there is no remnant soul. Fellow Taoist, if you ask me to return it to you, what should I get?

Pay it back to you?"

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"You..."

The voice residing in the body of the Silver Train was very angry: "What about the true spirit? It can't be possible, right? Please fellow Taoist, please hand over their true spirit."

A living being can have no soul after death, but it will definitely not lose its true spirit.

The Baizhangguangman transformed by Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts spread out his hands: It's a joke, how can there be any reason to spit it out again after eating it?

It’s good that he didn’t give the other party a roll of his eyes.

Find out on your own.

If there is a face, a nose, a mouth and ears on the opposite side, I am afraid that by this time, even the nose will be crooked with anger and the face will be green with anger.

Isn’t this just looking down on people?

"Humph!"

"What a sharp-tongued person."

"Okay."

"Since you are unwilling to return it, I have no choice but to come and get it myself."

The silver train in the sky suddenly bloomed with silver light. The front of the car faced down and hit the light person transformed by Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts. All the spaces along the way were shattered and time and space were disrupted.

The world of "Resident Evil" was unsustainable at the first moment.

Ye Wuque didn't dare to trust him.

First, he waved down with one hand and put away the suppressed giant and the red queen inside the giant.

Protect them temporarily.

Then he casually stretched out a hand and drew a few circles forward. Time and space were also split, but not broken. Ye Wuque injected the main god's power into it, and they formed independent and strong little ones.

world.

One lap...two laps...three laps...

Thirty laps......

Circles like this.

Ye Wuque can draw as many lines as he likes.

But when these solid little worlds were separated and formed independently, they piled up like bubbles, one after another blocking the way of the silver train, making it impossible for the silver train to approach Ye Wuque easily.

.

It is very violent.

The speed is also very fast.

Traveling through the universe and broken time and space is as simple as eating and drinking.

But these little bubble worlds are different.

Inside their space is Ye Wuque's divine power. The space frame is customized by Ye Wuque. The laws in the space are also specified by Ye Wuque. The Silver Train is indeed very strong. In a small bubble world like this alone, it can even

There is no need to react at all, just crush and explode all the way, and defeat ten with one force. But if ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand or more of these careful bubble-shaped worlds are connected in series to stop him, it will be a little bit complicated.

, some seem to be stuck in a quagmire.

At this time, the competition is no longer about skills.

It is no longer about the level of divine power.

But the law.

It's the rule.

It is the understanding of Tao and the due compliance with laws.

The light person transformed by Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts said: "Fellow Taoist, if you really only have these abilities, then please go back home as soon as possible. Even if I give you thousands or tens of thousands of years, you may not be able to get close to me.

."

Say it.

He stretched out another hand and drew a series of circles in front of him.

These circles soon formed small bubble-shaped worlds, floating to the front, and joining the camp that blocked the silver train from rushing towards this direction.

Where's the Silver Train?

As expected, just as Ye Wuque said, he has been entangled.

Just like it!

The Silver Train is the Spear.

The circles drawn by Ye Wuque are shields.

The spear is very sharp, but it only has one shaft.

The shield is relatively temporary, but it can have countless pieces.

The silver train rolled all the way and penetrated one small bubble world after another. Pingping was very close to Ye Wuque's spiritual light person, but in fact, there may still be countless small worlds and dimensions of disillusionment and disillusionment.<

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"Humph!"

"I also thought that fellow Taoist, if you lead me here, there will be a dragnet waiting for you."

"But I never thought that fellow Taoist would not even have the courage to have a fair fight with me."

The voice residing in the silver train returns the favor in its own way.

Ye Wuque laughed at him.

He also laughed at Ye Wuque.

"Really?"

"Then why don't you dare to show your true colors, fellow Taoist?"

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"Also, why didn't your silver train dare to enter my urn with its entire body, but left half of its tail outside? What's the reason for this?"

The light person transformed by Ye Wuque's spiritual thoughts sneered.

At this time, he split time and space with his hands, and the dimensional barriers he arranged were not ten thousand, but at least eight thousand, and the opponent crushed and penetrated at least half of them. But even so, the opponent's

The true body has not been completely revealed. Part of the whole picture of the Silver Train is crushing through the small bubble world, part of it is in the "Resident Evil" world that has been shattered into a turbulent flow of time and space, and part of it is still outside the boundary wall.
To be continued...
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