With one step, the figure faded away from the ashes. Lang Ren instantly appeared behind a panicked immortal soldier. He burned the right knife with a glass-clean fire and slashed the thought lock towards the demon soldier. The left sword pulled up the sword shadow—

Blood foam splattered everywhere.

"The spiritual adaptability is increased by 3%, current adaptability is: 93%"

He had killed thirty-one people, but three were still missing.

Suddenly, a violent and violent emotional fluctuation appeared behind me.

"The evil ghost in the void!"

An immortal soldier roared and rushed towards Langren with his weapon high. There were strange fluctuations on his weapon. The trajectory of his slashing was actually him?

Lang Ren raised his eyebrows slightly and watched him pierce his lower abdomen in front of him.

In an instant, countless spiritual power gushed out from the wound, and the fluctuations on the weapons immediately detonated these spiritual energy!

Boom boom boom boom-

The spirit fog suddenly exploded, and a huge gray-white cloud bloomed in the sky. The majestic waves pushed all the immortal soldiers and demon soldiers out. Many people vomited blood because they were too close to the center.

"Self-explosion..."

"...Why, it was clearly us who came to wipe out Shura, why is he slaughtering us now? He actually forced the immortal soldiers to explode!"

"Eighty-four elite immortal soldiers in Soul Realm (A-level) faced with a Shura, they didn't have the power to fight back... This is simply unreasonable!"

"It must be spread out... Shura's growth rate is too fast. In just four months, his combat power directly crushes the Soul. If he leaves some time, I'm afraid that people will not be able to become enemies with him!!"

The adjutant, who was stably in shape, had his eyes rippled off, and his lips were bitten off a piece of flesh in resentment!

Suddenly, a sound of breaking through the air came, and a vacuum wave cut open the fog and clouds, slashing several immortal soldiers straight down.

"What did I think it was... boring, I'm in a hurry..."

Before he finished speaking, another immortal soldier suddenly came behind Langren with his blade, trying to get the soldiers to break themselves.

At this moment, the fairy soldier's arms seemed to be stuck by something, hanging tightly in the air and unable to move.

I saw two strange bubbles sticking to the base of his palm, and the internal hair-beard-like nerves had invaded his arms.

[III-2·Mind Type]: Make a bubble constructed by nerve endings, invade the target's body and cause nerve information disorder.

With the support of Langren's S-level mental power, controlling the control of a pair of arms is completely out of the question.

"What's this!?"

When the immortal soldier was stunned, Lang Ren's long sword was full of death and penetrated his chest with one knife, detonating the dead energy accumulated in his body and destroying all the vitality in his body.

But before it was over, Lang Ren briefly put away his soul knife, inserted his hand into the other party's temple and stirred it hard, creating a puppet.

"Go."

The puppet immortal soldier waved his weapons and rushed towards his original teammates.

The immortal soldier who wanted to self-destruct his determination to die was extremely strong. When Lang Ren felt this determination, he could not self-destruct.

“96%…”

......

Ground battlefield.

"Self-exploding Ling Ziyun... have they been forced to this extent?"

Feng Tuo glanced at the sky.

The sky battlefield was surrounded by formations. Without the communication spirit array, it was impossible to communicate with the mind, and his communication spirit array had been destroyed along with the armor.

Carrying a thick, wide-blade giant sword, the naked half of the body was covered with slight cracks, and blood was constantly seeping out of it with the battle pants on the lower body dyed red.

The white lizard opposite him was not much better. It could almost penetrate the wounds throughout the body, and the rich blood on the white wound was slowly squirming.

His recovery speed slowed down at a speed visible to the naked eye, which means that his vitality began to enter a state of exhaustion.

"It's been more than three minutes..."

Vizeya was gasping for breath, her fingers were shattered, and there was a sword mark on her fangs.

He was almost beaten. If it weren't for his perverted recovery and unreasonable deconstructive characteristics, he wouldn't be able to hold on to the throne for a minute!

It's too strong. The sword technique seems to be violent and open and close. In fact, each slash is calculated accurately. It is combined with a strange magic summoning attack to block his dodge space. Therefore, every attack must be fought with the body, which leads to the huge consumption of his vitality.

Or is this what Zhuantuo wants?

"If this happens... I'm afraid I can't hold on for four minutes, Langren..."

Feng Tuo raised the giant sword in front of him with both hands. During the confrontation period, he had already seen signs of exhaustion of the opponent's strength. Next, he only needed to add another fatal damage, and the lizard would fall completely.

"I have to say that the star source subsistence power of your planet is indeed domineering, but unfortunately the promotion direction of each unit is too single."

"But a single represents not only the intensity of specialization, but also the barrenness!"

The giant sword trembled at this time, making a buzzing sound, heavy and powerful.

‘Are you coming...’

Vizeya narrowed her eyes and stared at the other party's sword.

The giant sword was raised lightly, neither fast nor slow, but in an instant, a huge rune was carved into the space in front of him.

The moment the runes were completed, densely packed with highlights appeared on the symbols, and the bright starry sky lit up.

Stars!

The sword leads the stars!

Vizeya's body floated away from the ground, struggling slowly into the sky, as if countless ropes tied him up and dragged him into the sky.

Ding ~~

The giant sword was pasted on the rune, making a crisp soul tremble, and then attached to the giant sword. The whole giant sword emitted a heavy aura of destruction!

Vizeya belongs to Xingluo Palace, and he is not unfamiliar with this aura of destruction.

"Star Source Power?!"

"My control of the star source power is still very rough, but it is still enough to erase you."

Before Feng Tuo finished speaking, his figure suddenly disappeared from Vizeya's perception.

A sword light... No, it is a starlight! A starlight appeared out of thin air, turning into a entity to break through Vizeya's tough torso skin, cutting off his body obliquely and embedded in the section. No matter how Vizeya's blood surged up, it would be useless. It could only be killed by the starlight and drifted away into ash smoke.

Unable to deconstruct!

"Of course, it will not be decomposed by your rule power. The star source powers are different but can be restrained by each other. In theory, their rules are at the same level."

As if he had seen through Vizeya's thoughts, Chong Tuo's figure appeared behind Vizeya and spoke.

"My ability can only cut this sword at the moment, but this sword will kill you enough."

The bondage in the void dissipated, and Vizeya, who was cut into two pieces, fell to the ground like a doll that had been pulled from the bone, twitching and trying to struggle.

However, the physical starlight sabers were stuck to his two cross-sectional wounds, and the blood in his body rushed towards the wound involuntarily, pounced on the starlight, and was destroyed into inorganic ashes.

He could no longer control his blood at this time! The remaining vitality disappeared quickly.

He is going to die.

As he trembled, Vizeya's vision began to blur...

In the hazy, a familiar back appeared in front of you.

His consciousness seemed to have returned to the snow cliff and to the cold stone.

"You ask for the way forward?"

Vizeya nodded, he didn't understand why his existence was so contradictory.

Snowflakes fell, and a thick layer of snow was formed on his shoulders.

"Look at that."

The figure raised his arm and pointed to the dome. The direction of countless snowflakes falling, and the thick gray clouds covered the sky, as if it was haze covering Vizeya's heart.

"Do you think it looks like the way forward?"

Vizeya's pupils were covered with clouds until a snowflake fell into his eyes and turned into water.

He didn't see anything.

I haven't received an answer for a long time, and I am not annoyed by the back. I stretched out my finger and stroked the next stroke.

The cumulus clouds that were blocked by thousands of miles of miles were like being cut open by an invisible sword, revealing the vast starry sky behind.

"Let's change the way, look at the stars, their birth, does it look like your future?"

"The starry sky is still very big, don't be obscured by a cloud."

"The spirit is yours, the soul is yours, and the will is yours... They are things that belong to you, not beings that give you abilities, you are your own way forward."

The starry sky was the most profound picture in his memory.

"Lord of the Palace, Xingchen...will die too?"
To be continued...