God of Killing

The crazy shark warships were like ferocious fish, driven by the power of the divine crystal, and quickly approached.

Du Lin was as steady as a rock, standing on the bow of a battleship with his hands behind his back, with a calm expression and a gentle smile on his face. He obviously had no intention of joining the battle immediately.

The mad shark fleet under his command surged forward, suddenly dispersed midway, and surrounded it in a ring, trying to block the giant ship and block any exits.

Fuwei's face was solemn, and she sat still at the central hub. Wisps of consciousness reached a subtle connection with each mark. A huge light curtain spread from the battleship, completely surrounding the battleship.

Click, click, click!

At the edge of the battleship, sharp gears suddenly emerged, with a cold light, spinning rapidly, with bright edges.

The energy of countless divine crystals inside the battleship was stimulated. At that moment, Fuwei established contact with all the barriers on the battleship, and moved it with her divine consciousness, turning the battleship into an unsheathed sharp knife, like a monster opening its bloody mouth. , the giant ship sent out extremely violent fluctuations.

boom!

Pillars of crystal light shot out from every corner of the battleship, like thunder and lightning dragons, rushing in all directions.

Earth-shattering fluctuations burst out in the galaxy, like the star of life exploding or a meteorite exploding, and the aftermath can crush all matter.

The first few Black Shark and Blue Shark warships that approached were caught off guard and were immediately hit. The warships were directly penetrated. Dozens of Ghost Pattern tribe members were shattered into pieces. The blood splashed out from their bodies dyed the void red.

Fuwei's face turned pale, and she hurriedly took out pills one by one and swallowed them. Her consciousness gathered her energy and controlled various violent attack formations on the battleship.

In the dark starry sky, floating corpses suddenly appeared. Most of those corpses were incomplete, with no bones left, like pieces of meat wandering in the void. Several hit battleships opened holes, and the ghost pattern tribesmen on them looked great. Suddenly, they all flew out from the battleship, releasing the secrets of power and the realm of God. All kinds of beams of light were like lightning, and they rushed towards Fuwei Yudong's battleship like locusts.

The bright and dazzling light spots sputtered out from the battleship's light screen. They were thrillingly beautiful, but dangerous and terrifying.

The giant ship suddenly trembled under the contact attack, and the sharp gears on the edge began to rotate faster. The giant ship was like an indestructible edge, thrusting straight forward.

Once the huge warship fragments came close to the giant ship Shi Yan was riding on, they were immediately turned into powder and dissipated after being collided with the gears. Any warrior who got even slightly closer to the giant ship would be attacked by the powerful men from Yaoqi Pavilion hiding in the light curtain.

The battle was fierce from the beginning.

Du Lin's expression changed slightly. As he watched the Black Shark and Blue Shark warships being smashed to pieces, and as his subordinates were killed, his gentle smile gradually disappeared.

Shi Yan, Fei Lan, Liana, and Cato stood on the deck, mingling with the warriors from the Yaoqi Pavilion, watching the crazy shark warships attack, with extremely solemn expressions.

He knew that the light curtain above his head would not last long.

The light curtain is condensed from countless barriers and restrictions. It is connected to Fuwei's mind and is constantly controlled by her.

The existence of the light curtain will continue to consume Fuwei's mental energy, making her weak quickly.

The roar of each crystal cannon is also the movement of Fuwei's energy. She has to attack and defend. Fuwei's loss every second is extremely shocking.

Once Fuwei can no longer hold on, when the light curtain disappears and the giant ship stops its surging offensive, those members of the Ghost Pattern Tribe can descend on the giant ship. By then, the most brutal battle will break out.

He didn't know how long Fuwei could last.

On the deck, Shi Yan looked indifferent and surprisingly calm, and the soul altar was quietly rotating in the dark.

Wave after wave of power extended out, and on the light screen above his head, many corpses slowly gathered. The energy of the divine bodies of those Ghost Pattern clan members after death did not immediately dissipate in the world, but was attracted by him, and slowly penetrated into his whole body. Acupoint.

The seven hundred and twenty acupoints were being purified crazily under his full force.

Each acupoint seems to be a vast world of its own, with countless whirlpools. In the center of the whirlpool, the essence of the deceased is absorbed. As the vortex circulates, it is purified in circles, and finally forms a pure and mysterious essence that can be absorbed by him. force.

In the central hub, Fuwei's face was pale, and the sea of ​​consciousness was like a hurricane emerging from the ocean, rippling endlessly.

Her soul energy, like countless tentacles, is connected with the marks, barriers, restrictions, and wonderful formations of this central hub. The attack and defense of the giant ship are all driven by her soul energy and exploded by the loss of her divine power.

She controlled the battleship by herself, accurately grasping every detail and taking great pains.

She could feel the rapid drain on her spirit and energy.

This kind of consumption was so fast that no pill could restore her in a short time. She knew she had to persist. Once she couldn't hold on any longer, the battleship would immediately be in an undefended state.

Once she reaches that situation, she will no longer have the strength to deal with Du Lin, the Holy Scripture will not be preserved, and she herself will become Du Lin's taboo and his plaything.

Fuwei gritted her teeth secretly, concentrated her mental power unprecedentedly, connected all the details with her spiritual consciousness, and was still driving the battleship.

The light curtain twisted and changed, and was bombarded by various energies. It seemed that it would be penetrated and torn apart at any time.

The crystal cannons erupted with crystal light one by one, like the spikes of a hedgehog shooting out, posing a huge threat to the ghost pattern clansmen gathered around them. Once hit by the crystal light, one of the ghost pattern clan members would be shattered to pieces.

The gears on the edge of the giant ship were spinning sharply, crushing the contacting Mad Shark Battleship into pieces. The giant ship was still galloping forward, tearing apart the people and objects in front of it and blasting them into pieces. Jifen, no member of the Ghost Pattern Clan can stop him.

Fuwei was gradually exhausted, her whole body was dripping with sweat, and the broken hair on her forehead was wet.

On the deck of the giant ship, Shi Yan, standing still, squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the corpse fragments on the light screen above his head. His eyes were cold and faint, and there were two more ghost fires in his pupils.

The three of Fei Lan surrounded him, guarding him solemnly, waiting for his instructions.

He did not nod or make a move. Feilan and the others remained motionless. No matter how hard An Yun, Feng'an and the Yaoqi Pavilion guards resisted, they all stood on the sidelines and watched indifferently.

"You guys go ahead and remember, don't rush out of the battleship until the light barrier is broken." I don't know how long it took, but Shi Yan suddenly spoke up, nodded to Fei Lan and the other three, and then walked towards the central hub of the giant ship alone. .

"You can't go there!"

A guard from the Yaoqi Pavilion couldn't help but screamed and blocked the entrance to the central hub.

At the most critical moment of the battle, Fuwei, as the soul and heart of the giant ship, must not be disturbed by the outside world at this time. At this time, she is more dangerous than practicing to break through the shackles. As long as she is attacked, the divine body will have no means of defense. .

If Shi Yan has evil intentions and takes advantage of Fuwei's giant ship, Fuwei will be killed directly.

"I can help her." Stopping at the central hub, Shi Yan looked deeply at An Yun and said seriously.

An Yun was struggling in her heart. When the situation was extremely dangerous, she made the right decision, "Let him in!" An Yun waved.

Several Yaoqi Pavilion guards who were blocked in the central hub bowed and retreated after hearing An Yun's order.

"Please pay attention." An Yun informed Feng An, took the initiative to walk towards the central hub, and said cautiously: "I will go with you."

"Please go first." Shi Yan knew her concerns, nodded slightly, and turned sideways to signal her to go first.

An Yun suddenly shot in, stood at the central hub, and immediately fell next to Fuwei. He took a deep breath and whispered: "Shi Yan is here to help you."

Fuwei was covered in sweat, her blue dress clinging tightly to her graceful body, and her moving curves were revealed. She had closed her eyes and carefully adjusted the fluctuations in the mark, and when she heard An Yun's voice, she reluctantly opened her eyes. He opened his eyes and said with a pale face: "He is here to help me?"

Anyun nodded.

"Let him come in." Fuwei ordered.

Shi Yan suddenly appeared like a shadow, took a deep look at Fu Wei's condition, and shouted: "You continue to control the giant ship with your heart, I will help you."

The left hand slowly stretched out and slowly fell to Fuwei's wet back. A trace of exquisite mysterious power seeped out from the fingertips, spreading like streams and dissolving in Fuwei's body.

The cool and comfortable feeling slowly swims in the body of the god, and the dry ancient essence tree gradually fills up. The tired spirit recovers quickly like drinking a large tonic, like being soaked in ice water on a hot summer day. Indescribable comfort.

Fuwei's heart was filled with ripples, and the corner of her mouth overflowed with genuine joy. She gritted her teeth and couldn't help but let out a "squeak" with a look of enjoyment on her face.

Shi Yan was startled for a moment, then looked at Fuwei's enjoyment. He shook his head and smiled lightly, and then seriously warned: "Don't be distracted. You must still concentrate. You are responsible for controlling all the details of the battleship. Don't be distracted."

"Got it." Fuwei responded in a sweet and gentle manner, pursed her lips and smiled softly. The color of her pale cheeks gradually returned to color. Her body, like a dry well, was infused with a source of gentleness, as if it had been rekindled with the power of life. fire.

Fuwei's energy became full again.

Mysterious power was flowing through his fingertips. With the touch of his limbs, Shi Yan could clearly understand the mystery of Fuwei's divine body. He could clearly understand her blood, tendons, and bones, and every detail was reflected in his heart.

Feeling it silently, he looked calm and suddenly understood something.

It is also about energy transmission. With the blood mark, Felan, Cato, and Lianna can absorb his energy gifts without missing a beat, and can strengthen themselves, temper their flesh and blood, and warm their soul altar.

Fuwei's side is different. The energy he transfers into Fuwei's body will be lost by nearly half. That energy cannot allow Fuwei to increase her energy. It can only help her recover and gradually revive and condense her power.

He understands that the energy he releases will only have an effect on Fuwei who is in a state of depletion. If Fuwei is at her peak, the energy he delivers may not have much effect and cannot be transformed into Fuwei's own energy, giving her strength and realm. The growth.

After all, they are not of the same origin.

Shi Yan sighed secretly.

(To be continued)