One Man’s Power

I saw him standing in the sky.

The divine body was bleeding.

Tick, tick, drops of golden beads fell, the golden body was bleeding, the glass-like blood shone with a wonderful luster that seduced the soul, and the sacred and lofty divine power was draining away.

"Ah."

"True gods don't bleed." He touched the face that was almost split, his eyes were full of anger, and the majesty of countless gods swept across the universe: "How can you break the law of the innocence of the gods?"

Tang Hong took a step forward, pointing the tip of the knife at him, without saying a word.

"Good, good, good!"

The golden divine body spread its arms, like a roc flying high, volleying and killing Tang Hong.

One second, two seconds, three seconds, Tang Hong was punched into the low-altitude clouds, turned around and kicked the golden body away.

at the same time.

Many saints once again formed a blockade, and the second storm plan started with electric weapons.

Immediately following the third attack plan, the fourth, the fifth, and the sixth, a large number of fighter planes hovered in the night sky to cooperate with each other, warships opened fire on the sea, and mercury weapons and missiles pierced the sky. The epic scroll unfolded slowly.

The night on the sea was shining brightly, the clouds opened to see the bright moon, and technological weapons cooperated with the extraordinary to fight against this golden body.

The majestic prelude to midsummer witnessed the fall of the saint.

The battle for Havoc rages on.

The clock is ticking.

A series of strong attack plans have been launched one after another, with success and failure.

The success of the plan represents the death of the saint, the tragic atmosphere of life and death blends into the moonlight, the blue water is bloody and golden, and there are fierce roars, and the fearless sacrifice that cannot be rewarded is turned into a briefing message and sent to all parts of the world.

The battlefield in the northern hemisphere has reached its final juncture.

Human survival, success or failure, all this will be revealed soon.

"Ah ah ah ah ah!!!"

His roar reverberated on the battlefield, and his divine power and divine aura boiled with a long cry to the sky, and the deep and distant holy rage enveloped this piece of heaven and earth.

"you……"

"Everyone must die...promoted!!"

The golden body stood in the center of the crowd, and the seven-color channel was injected with divine power again, and he began to be promoted to a real god in a different space.

Or.

The real body of the gods in the different space is being promoted.

...

At this moment, all countries in the world have received briefings of the catastrophic battle in the northern hemisphere.

[The mountain mover who became a saint in Huaguo died in battle... the first one to become a saint and sacrifice! 】

[Western Europe's saint Henriette died in battle... the second saint sacrificed! 】

[La Rohemartine, who became a saint in Western Europe, died in battle... the third sanctified sacrifice! 】

The briefings that everyone saw actually happened a few minutes ago, and the communication in the nuclear explosion area was restored to stability, but the confirmation of the death of the saint must be sent out after multiple verifications to avoid mistakes.

After all, the tenacity of the vitality of the saints is beyond people's imagination.

Some are seriously injured and comatose, but they can still be rescued. This is the important task of the peak consultant to assist the battle of catastrophe.

"When the war started, there were more than 20 saints."

"There are only a dozen left now."

Everyone fell into silence, or looked anxious, or looked pale, extremely nervous and apprehensive, but they could only sit there and wait for the news.

There are pioneers sitting in the conference hall everywhere, as if they were forced to inject sedatives before the death sentence. The surface is calm and calm, but the panic still cannot stop spreading deep in the heart.

"I can't beat it."

"The divine body has faded to four tenths."

"The attack plan is exhausted. From this moment on, we will mainly rely on our extraordinary combat power."

next.

You can only rely on yourself to become a saint.

Even the Herald Transcendents were silent about it.

Some people with weak psychological qualities simply passed out.

Fear is like a spark because the Northern Hemisphere's catastrophe was completely at a disadvantage, and a holy person was seriously injured and retired or died in battle.

...

Within the territory of China.

central council.

Yu Ming's eyes widened: "The golden body has only faded to four tenths? Everyone has tried their best!"

The white-haired old man held the hot water cup tightly.

He felt hot in his heart and hot in his ears, and the hot tea in the cup rippled from time to time.

"Gudong."

He took two sips of hot tea lightly.

The corners of his bitter mouth were moistened.

In the resplendent conference hall, everyone stood up, waiting for the last moment.

...

Central Research Institute.

Jiang Lulu quickly rubbed her little hands together, creating pieces of noble golden light, she looked towards the night in the east.

"Kill him."

"Tang Hong, you can definitely kill him." Jiang Lulu clenched her small fists.

...

Yellow River Headquarters.

Consultant-level Peng Ming and top-level transcendent Li Guanglei looked at each other.

"The golden body is being promoted."

"Once it succeeds, it will be unstoppable."

Peng Ming licked the corner of his mouth. He likes to discuss, and he wanted to discuss with Tang Hong before.

Although I can't beat it now...

But he hopes to have a chance in the future... Li Guanglei stared blankly at Peng Ming, and his willpower rose with the first belief of dying for his confidant: "Fang Nanxun and Tang Hong are both fighting at the front line, but I am watching from the rear. Can you wait for the news?"

"It shouldn't be like this."

At this moment, Li Guanglei's heart was full of happiness, and his willpower hit the limit for the third time, exuding iron and blood killing.

sideways.

Xu Yunhan's complexion was shrouded in layers of haze.

For some reason, she suddenly recalled the crystallization battle of the special training camp, and was later attacked by gods in Sanatorium No. 6 in the Imperial Capital Division. At that time, the extraordinary people decided to evacuate, but Tang Hong stayed, and from that day on, the vigorous road of killing gods began.

One person killing gods, a battle of miracles, shocked the extraordinary world.

Thinking of this, Xu Yunhan let out a breath, and was dazed for a while.

...

Heiji Division.

The headquarters of the Rice Flower Organization.

A beautiful woman stood in the corner of the combat command room.

She is Zhu Guo, code-named Pitaya: "I broke the limit of willpower for the third time, and my will manifested. But without breaking the limit of the human body for the third time in all directions, and without the ability to fly, I cannot assist in the catastrophe in the northern hemisphere."

Even if you go, you can't keep up with the terrifying rhythm of God War.

This is really regrettable.

Zhu Guo sighed faintly.

"well."

At this time, how could she care to touch up her makeup, strands of sweat stains, wet hair around her ears, and wet light yellow bottoming shirt.

"The veteran volunteer is gone."

"Wind hunter, you have to come back...we will definitely win." Zhu Guo, who is an advisor, could only pray silently at this moment.

How wonderful it would be if she was a saint.

next moment.

An earth-shattering roar of surprise erupted from the command room.

"Another tenth!"

"The golden body has faded to only three tenths!"

Someone's voice was hoarse, someone's Adam's apple moved slightly, and Zhu Guo's shameful eyes also lit up.

but.

There are only twelve saints who still have combat effectiveness.

...

Sichuan and Sichuan divisions.

The headquarters of the Wolong organization.

The standard extraordinary Sui Shuxiang raised his head, wiped the wet corners of his eyes, and slowly knelt down on the cold ground with his precarious extraordinary body.

There are very few blows in this world that can shake the superhuman body of steel.

What's more, the man's knees have gold.

Boom.

Sui Shuxiang knelt and kowtowed towards the east.

Boom, boom, boom.

He kowtowed three times in a row, the ground trembled when he hit the ground with more than ten tons of force, and his forehead and eye sockets were red.

"Mom, you are too insidious."

"Is it really okay to just leave me like this? If you agreed to help me coax my grandson, why don't you just leave them all?"

"Liar, liar, if you participate in a suicide attack plan and don't tell me in advance, at least let me have a psychological preparation, so I won't be sad."

In the extraordinary world, all emotions are tragic, and all of this has long been doomed.

What the mountain mover was afraid of was that Sui Shuxiang walked in front of her.

What Sui Shuxiang was afraid of was that the mountain movers would walk ahead of him.

The two of them expected this day to come sooner or later, and they didn't know which one would leave first, so he was actually mentally prepared.

But Sui Shuxiang never expected it.

For those who become saints, one life is exchanged for one blow.

However, when the mountain was moved, the outer space fell, and the whole body was turned into ashes under the high temperature. Hearing this news and receiving this briefing on the battle situation in the northern hemisphere, Sui Shuxiang's mentality almost collapsed.

There were no corpses, no ashes, and all the holy bodies of the mountain movers were burned. It was the first time since the war that humans had the upper hand, breaking the god's body without injury, smashing the surface of the god's body, and establishing a chance of victory. Sui Shuxiang was sad, proud and held his head high The chest inspires fighting spirit.

His mother is really strong!

In the consulting stage, except for geniuses, no one can surpass the record of mountain movers.

"Mom...goodbye...I will follow your path and keep walking until the end of my life."

"May our transcendent be eternal and immortal."

not far away.

Hong Ye, the only subcontract signer in China today, smoked a cigarette in his mouth, "The northern hemisphere has reached the last moment, but in the southern hemisphere, the real gods of different dimensions have descended."

"too difficult."

"It's really too difficult."

To be honest, until now, Hong Ye, the pioneer transcendent, still can't see where the odds of winning the double catastrophe in this summer are.

Do we have a future?

A slight pessimism flashed in Hong Ye's eyes.

...

Division of the sea of ​​clouds.

The headquarters of the Tansheng organization.

Guo Bojun was born with the belief of self-improvement. He saw a series of battlefield briefings sent to him: "This summer is so difficult, no wonder everyone said that it is the greatest catastrophe in history."

"But we will never give in!"

"Self-improvement!"

Guo Bojun took a deep breath, and when he held his breath, his eyes lit up.

beside.

The former commander-in-chief Zhou Xukang, the top extraordinary Zhang Boyuan and Fei Gu, the standard extraordinary Zhang Jing, and the standard extraordinary Fan Yu, all crowded in the command center and waited for the last moment.

Those who still have combat effectiveness have been reduced to single digits.

His divine body faded to three-tenths.

The blood on the sea battlefield is as thick as ink, and the extraordinary and golden body are completely insane!

crazy!

heroic!

The roar of artillery fire has stopped, and the technological weapons cannot keep up with the rhythm of the gods' battle. The flesh and blood and the golden gods are engaged in the final fight, and there are almost no figures.

On the battlefield at sea, on the island on the south side, Dr. Sang holds the crystal ball in his left hand. Inside the crystal ball, a red candle burns slowly, and the occasional flickering candlelight shines on that cold face.

"Notify the assistance staff."

"Fang Nanxun activated the semi-awakening of divinity...On the seventh day, the godslayer took the biological medicine...Act now!!"

sideways.

Temporary transparent laboratory.

There are several 19-type equipment placed in the room.

"Hey, doctor." Wu Ershi, who only had his upper body left, stared at Dr. Sang, "What kind of biological medicine? What are you going to do to Tang Hong? Don't we know about it?"

Another Type Nineteen healing device.

Tripathi, the elephant-fighting sage of Tianzhu, also spoke.

His voice was weak and weak: "There are only four or five saints left on the battlefield. During the period of taking the biological medicine on the seventh day, He will kill all the saints present. In addition to Tang Hong, there are others in the northern hemisphere." Who has the ability to fight against that golden body alone?"

Dr. Sang said indifferently: "Fang Nanxun."

Tripathi couldn't help being silent for a moment: "And then."

"Then there is only Tang Hong left, and there is no support, and Tang Hong is the only one on that battlefield." Dr. Sang looked at the distant battlefield with a gloomy gaze: "It is a disaster to lose control of reason when it comes to transcendence. And Tang Hong loses control of reason...it is His. disaster."

heard the words.

Tripathi, the sage fighting elephants in Tianzhu, and Wu II, the sage in Hua, Sikong Wuyi's expressions all changed.

Tripathi was shocked: "Out of control?"

Wu II stared at Dr. Sang: "You are such an unreasonable lunatic!"

Sikong Wuyi's hoarse voice seemed to be scratched by several pieces of glass: "How sure are you, and what evidence can you show that Tang Hong's losing control of his reason will greatly increase his combat power? You must know that being sober and rational is our extraordinary strength. At the core of the road, it is dangerous to lose control of our minds, and it will only lead us into nightmarish neurological illusions, hallucinations in the brain, and sensory disturbances in the body, leaving us in the deepest fears, fears, and situations that we cannot face."

Insanity, mental disorder, and medical science cannot give an accurate definition.

long, long ago……

There was a pioneer transcendent who lost control of his mind...

The price is heavy, and the willpower is exhausted. If it is not discovered and treated in time, the end will probably be death due to exhaustion of willpower.

This is a paradox.

Chaofan is stronger and more sober, and his will is unparalleled, so it is impossible for him to lose control of his mind.

talking.

Sikong Wuyi shook his head: "Out of control of reason will lead to the weakness of the extraordinary will, facing the most unwilling thing to face."

The loss of sanity is akin to a nightmare, and the delusions of reality and cruelty are a million times more powerful, making people believe that this is really happening.

The extraordinary went crazy, and the saints collapsed. The horror was far beyond people's imagination.

Immersive!

Endless torment!

Horror pressure destroys the body and mind of steel!

Sikong Wuyi sighed lightly: "You don't understand, you will never understand."

No pilgrim in the world fully trusts Dr. Sang, who is not yet a superhuman. Except for Fang Nanxun, except for the first genius of the year.

"No."

"No one understands better than me." Dr. Sang quietly looked at the battlefield at sea, the corners of his mouth raised.

He was not taking sedatives.

But he was calmer than the saints present.

"here we go."

Dr. Sang's tone was faint, and he closed his eyes: "The key to victory or defeat lies with Tang Hong. Life and death are all in one fell swoop."

...

Battlefield in the Northern Hemisphere.

The number of saints has dropped sharply.

When the war started, there were twenty-six saints, and now only four saints are still fighting.

"Tang Hong!!"

Fang Nanxun let out a low growl from his throat: "I'll hold him back."

finished speaking.

He took a step, his divinity was half awakened, and his whole body was like a round of golden shining sun across the sky.

So brilliant, so magnificent, endless golden light blooms in the body, and the divinity begins to awaken deep in the brain. The power of faith absorbed by Fang Nanxun is all injected into the divinity, and the divinity overwhelms the human nature, and the sacred whispers echo in the sky and the earth.

The golden divine body was furious: "What courage!!"

Fang Nanxun grasped his golden fist and strangled His throat: "Who allows you to scream."

"Ridiculous, ridiculous!" The eyes of the golden god body showed an inexplicable color: "Even if your divinity is completely awakened, so what, the inferior imitation dares to offend the great!"

Boom!

Fang Nanxun bumped into it.

The holy and the holy fought fiercely together.

...

The edge of the battlefield.

The waves rolled.

The pioneer Transcendent Mo Xiusheng was holding a silver-white metal box.

Click!

He opened the combination lock of the box and threw it at Tang Hong.

"Little black bottle."

Tang Hong caught the silver-white metal box, opened the box and saw a small black bottle in the middle, and he didn't know what it was for.

last minute,

There is no room for hesitation,

He directly picked up the mysterious little black bottle,

Flicking the bottle cap with his fingertips and swallowing it all in one gulp, Tang Hong's head buzzed as if it exploded, and he instantly understood Dr. Sang's thoughts.

"Out of control?"

"The one you least want to face?"

Tang Hong bent down and opened his eyes, the black pupils turned into snow white.

[Ding dong! 】

[Alone, helpless, now inspires a lonely family! 】