Apocalyptic Forecast

The world is stagnant.

At the moment when Fu Canguang appeared on the sky dome, all the sea beasts twitched violently, trembling under the reflection of the thunder, unable to see the fierce flame just now.

Even Dagon, who is also of the fifth order, was also stiff for an instant under the intangible suppression.

This is the oppression of God!

In front of Qilin Saint Mark, where is there room for beasts to be demon!

In the classification of the alchemist, the sacred mark that reached the fifth stage is called the legendary "sage's stone", and Gain has reached such a level of power that it is an innocent miracle incarnation. , The reflection of the gods on the ground.

Since ancient times, in the legend of Eastern Xia, Qilin is far closer to the existence of the divine personality than everything else, otherwise it will not be hailed as a messenger of heaven.

Even though they are all sacred marks, they are different from each other. And in the fifth stage, even if it is several times around the world, the order of Kirin is also the front row of the iron plate.

Even if Dagon merged with the mythical source code of the ancient Semitic people and possessed divinity, how could it compete with the accumulation of East Xia for thousands of years?

What's more, he encountered a freak like Fu Canguang.

Originally, the Holy Unicorn Kirin is a kind of auspicious person who commands the beasts of humanity and virtue to convey the destiny and wisdom to the people. According to legend, it should be biased towards the type of command and auxiliary.

As a result, no one expected that Fu Canguang, a man who was a stubborn man, had worked hard for decades in hell. It was so hard to extend the power of "generational punishment" from the talent of "transmitting destiny". After forcibly turning Rui into fierce, he captured the power of yin and yang and became the crowned one, becoming one of the real kings.

Since then, there has been perseverance under the thunder, and everything is within reach.

Not only is the lethality amazing, but also congenital restraint on all sacred marks with beast attributes, but any sublimator with beast attributes in the pedigree can only be beaten by him like a son. Dealing with the deal with Dagon, which can only be used as a vehicle in the fifth-order sacred mark, is a breeze.

But this does not mean that this power is simple and easy.

Even if it is a crow, after seeing such a scene, he can only swallow the happy water of the fat mansion with his wings curled, and he sighs in his hands: "It will play and play."

It was precisely because of the difficulty of this that she was able to understand how much blood he had paid after this amazing talent and perseverance.

The so-called sacred mark is the result of analyzing the heritage of the gods, and it is a tool for maintaining the existence of the current situation and exploring deep hell.

Its purpose from the beginning was to transform itself step by step from mortal to close to the level of the gods.

However, this process is not gentle and comfortable, but it needs to face rough transformation and tragic costs. As long as one step is wrong, there is a danger of falling into the abyss.

After all, since the extraordinary moment, the sublimers have become the maintainers in place of the gods. The indispensable link in this world, even if it is called the **** chooser, is not an exaggeration.

To this day, the Astronomical Society will continue to analyze the legacy of the gods, continuously open up the deep hell, and rely on the sixteen pillars that support the current situation to continuously improve this system.

After throwing away various nicknames, astronomy will simply use the rank in alchemy to name the stage of the sacred mark.

The first stage · Mercury, the second stage · Gold, the third stage · Ether, the fourth stage · Xing Ji, the fifth stage, the sage's stone ... and even the crowned ones at the top and beyond this limit are truly Become a natural enemy of the incarnation of gods.

It seems simple, but in fact it seems to be groping forward in the dark.

Through the most basic sacred marks, the sublimers follow the complicated and hidden road map, as if climbing upwards, continuously collecting and searching for miracles and various abyssal wonders, used to accumulate and transform, in the hope of eventually being promoted To the end of the road, the top of all things.

Where the **** is.

There are too many unknowns and dangers, even a slight change will lead to unpredictable results. Moving forward is only the lightest punishment. It is the most common result to fall directly into **** and be contaminated as erosion and solidification. .

Did n’t the ideal state, the leading institution of the Astronomical Society in the past, lead to the subsequent division and depravity just because of the slow exploration of this power?

Although such a rough change does not know what the price has been paid, but to succeed, there must be hardships and luck that cannot be imagined by ordinary people.

Now under one blow, Fu Canguang forcibly pulled Dagon into the border, and then, drawing the ground as a prison, forcibly forbidding him.

Immediately after that, when Dagon exposed naked, the dense fog around it suddenly twisted and torn, and countless indistinct figures appeared on the sea, running towards it.

Almost all common or uncommon weapons can be distinguished, cold weapons, hot weapons and even all kinds of border relics. One hundred thousand people stepped on the solidified waves and rushed towards Dagon.

That number is by no means an imaginary finger of extraordinary significance, but it is real, 100,000!

One hundred thousand sublimators with the same face!

Offensive, defensive, shackled, tough, digging ... The dazzling work in an instant emerged from the 100,000 people who cooperated with the tacit understanding, even though Dagon's struggles were countless deaths and injuries, but more The figure has joined the hot war and work.

Quantity, pure quantity.

Even if it is an endless sea beast, it is difficult to resist the 100,000 times efficiency and 100,000 times output!

[Or self-fixing, cloud color is me]

Another fifth stage sublimator from Dongxia, Yan Qingge!

If there is nothing terrible for this one person, it is not a problem if there are only 100,000 people, but if these 100,000 people are all armed to the teeth through border relics and mass production, and cooperate with each other like one person, Then there will be terrible consequences.

No fear of sacrifice, no fear of death, even if more than half of them are destroyed in an instant, a new figure will pick up the equipment of the deceased and arm it, and then rush to the front again fearlessly.

They, no, he is not fighting. Naturally, there is a sign of fighting to take responsibility. What he is doing is construction. No, it should be said that construction is for destruction.

Just like assembling a siege truck in front of the enemy, 100,000 farmers began to build arrow towers against the walls of the netizens ...

Under this terrible manpower and speed, countless huge instruments were carried on the body of Dagon, quickly riveted and welded, and then, with the endless current of fertile irrigation, glowed with a strange light.

Although I can't see what it is, it is definitely not for sending the ifi signal.

The netizens hiding in this border can no longer wait for the situation to deteriorate. White figures flew out of Dagon's whale-like air holes, spread their wings, and the halo above their heads rose.

There is no doubt that it is the solidified person hiding in the blissful land, known as the "hunting angel" in the hands of the rancher!

Undoubtedly, the divine power was running on their unfolded wings at this moment. The fervent predator angels sang carols, converged into a legion, and raised their weapons towards the unicorn above the sky.

The four-sided flame sword protruded from the void, and the wood was spinning, stirring the wind and cloud, and shaking the thunder!

Large enough to hold up the gap between the sky and the earth, the flame blade and thunder light shake endlessly from the sky, and against the counterattacks of countless sea beasts and the clean people, Yan Qingge finally completed his work.

"I'm ready!"

Hundreds of people worked together, connected the last cable, and looked back at the roar.

At that moment, the power from the void flowed from above the machinery, and the power of the great secret instrument Zaratustra exerted on Dagon, completely fixing it in the present situation.

No, it was frozen in the sea.

Mission accomplished.

Yan Qingge let out a sigh of relief, and then heard the hoarse roar coming behind him.

The counterattacks of the clean people began.

"Lao Fu! Lao Fu!" Yan Qingge subconsciously called for rescue, and then desperately found that Fu Canguang was hard against the rancher's sword of punishment, and he had no time to care for him.

He has to go on his own.

Those 100,000 figures suppressed the pursuing people who rushed up. When the opposite side began to work desperately at any cost, Yan Qingge became very embarrassed. He could only entangle with the opposite side by virtue of the number of people, grasping hair, stepping on toes, lifting files, inserting eyes ... 100,000 swollen faces Raised his head and shouted to the sky.

"Xiao Bai! I will die if you don't come again !!!"

"I'll be here when I come!"

In the circle of white pigeons, no figure appeared.

"Fuck, I'm really going to die! Ah, my eyes, shit, where are you going to play bastard!" The back has become a **** with the netizens.

"Really dying, how long will you have!"

"Hurry, hurry!" Bai Dizi's hurried voice sounded from the void: "Just for a while! Will for a while!"

Yan Qingge had to spit and vomit blood ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ One hundred thousand himself is one hundred thousand kinds of death methods. The ability to split indefinitely also weakened his fighting power indefinitely, but in order to maintain the integrity of the machine behind him. You must build this dam by yourself.

Just when he was about to collapse, a short and slender figure finally fell from the sky, fell into the sea in awkwardness, and his wet cheeks came out.

"I'm lost again!" The girl shouted and complained: "How many times have you said that the border transfer is not allowed at all! You just don't want to change it!"

"You take a car! Can't you take a car honestly!"

Yan Qingge was so angry that he exploded: "Come here and take your hand, I can't hold it anymore!"

So, Baidizi stretched out his hand and stroked in the void.

The group of clean people playing Wushuang among the 100,000 avatars split into pieces instantly, and the blood was too late to spout, and along with the body, they were cut to an indistinguishable level with the naked eye, and turned into nothingness dust.

Yan Qingge dumbfounded: "Just one of you?"

"I do not know."

The little girl climbed out of the sea in a state of embarrassment, rubbing the water on her hair in a hurry, and her face was blank: "I was afraid of getting lost. I left at 3:30 and ran for several hours! Have they been left behind by me? "

"Where did you go!" Yan Qingge lifted his wrist in despair and showed her watch at her: "It's only 3:29 now!"

The voice did not fall, the white Changhong descended from the sky, just like the Tianhe rewinding, pouring into the stomata of Dagon.

The surging waves swept in all directions.

At that moment, people who cast water mirrors, satellites or illusions staring at the battlefield were dumbfounded.

Wait, what are you doing?

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