Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

The intact planes connecting the Sea of ​​Laws, intact, deformed, and about to be destroyed, all exploded and died.

Like a gorgeous firework, the moment of death becomes eternal.

All planes, all reincarnation worlds are destroyed and no longer exist.

The tasker watched the destruction of the plane. What was it like to feel incapable, relieved, confused, more helpless?

what's going on?

Everyone's faces were dazed and shocked, and no one could give them an answer.

She Fujun was covering her heart, her body was almost unable to stand, her face was pale to transparent, and like the same projection, her body was dispersed when the wind blew.

苦 A bitter smile appeared on his face. Death was never a beautiful thing. It was more of struggle and weakness, and it was more ugly.

I had expected this day long ago, but it really came, and finally came with a complex mood, mixed with weakness.

Uncle Jun looked at the aftermath of the battle. His uncle used the power of the Law Sea, which is now a fragile building supported by a match stick.

Pull out this matchstick, then the whole building will be completely destroyed.

Uncle Wu underestimated his opponent, maybe he had never looked straight.

Who will pay special attention to the ants near the feet, ants are ants, even if they are grown up.

A vengeful cricket ant crouched down.

I did n’t regret not guilty of offending this ant. Even if I knew in advance that there was such a result, my uncle might still do it.

It is an ironclad fact that the law will be destroyed, but it is a very correct operation to kill a disobedient ant.

The only thing I did wrong was that I didn't kill the ant completely.

I let the destruction of the Law Sea advance.

The little devil looked at Fu Jun's transparent figure, "What happened to you?"

The shaky tail of the little devil paused, his pupils stared at the prince, forming a dangerous gap.

Li Fujun sighed, "The world of reincarnation no longer exists, and I will no longer exist."

Regardless of re-creating a sea of ​​laws for drainage of this sea of ​​laws, the princes all agree.

Because when the sea of ​​laws is destroyed, he will be destroyed along with it.

He and his uncle have common interests and common goals.

I paid a price, but the goal was not achieved.

Uncle Wu may have the means to survive, or may become a guardian of the birth of a new plane.

But he will die.

The little devil looked at the prince tremblingly, and did not respond at all. I couldn't believe that a person who stood so tall would die like this.

A man like a brother and a father, the most intimate man in life, will disappear without warning.

The little demon's heart is full of absurdity and incredible.

"No," murmured the little devil, staring stubbornly at the prince.

In terms of kinship, of course, the little devil is kind to the prince.

Since his birth, the little devil has taught it to him. Although he was born in the reincarnation world of Ning Shu, he has met countless times.

I ca n’t say that I am close to Ning Shu with my conscience, and to put it bluntly, the little devil has no relationship with Ning Shu.

The prince looked at the little devil who had grown up. "Before annihilation, I did not find a way out, nor did I find a way out for you. I have no time. One day, the birth of your reincarnation world will perish, and you will perish. . "

The little demon stared up at the Fujun, and the Fuguan in a tuxedo became more and more transparent.

He raised his hand, took out the red flower in his chest pocket, and handed it to the little devil.

The little demon reached out and grabbed the flower, his eyes trembled, and he looked down at the flower. The flower exuded a fragrant fragrance. He lowered his head and held the flower tightly.

Li Fujun's almost transparent face burst into a smile, "Live well, by the way find a way to live for myself."

The little devil lifted his head, his eyes were moist and covered with water vapor, "I would be lonely without you. What does it mean to live?"

"It's interesting to live, or to feel lonely. Everything I do is said to be an ugly struggle to live."

Sadness shrouded the young man in front of him, his tail resting on the ground, motionless and not angry.

Jun Fujun reached out and patted his shoulder, so a small child has become a man of invincibility, and the transparent hand penetrated the youth's shoulder.

The little devil hurriedly reached out to grab the Fujun's hand, but all penetrated.

He is like a child who catches butterflies, he can never catch butterflies.

He burst into tears, "Prince, don't die, I will be sad, I won't live, without you, I don't know what to do."

"You will live, there is a time for sorrow." The figure of the prince was completely transparent. The indifferent man, before disappearing again, showed a warm smile.

I just live better for the living.

His body turned into a bit of ashes, and he disappeared.

"Ah ..." The little demon frantically captured and hugged the place where the prince disappeared, but he emptied and could not catch anything.

跪 He knelt down on the ground in disintegration, weeping on the ground, tearing his heart.

He lost a respected elder, the only relative, lonely in the world.

No one taught, no one called his name, waiting for him, giving him the best thing.

Disappeared so abruptly, he didn't know who to hate, could not even avenge him, and could not do anything for him.

I won't let him survive.

I am confused and can't find a direction. There is no such thing as loneliness and fear in the world.

I saw all of An He holding her forehead deeply, her eyes were exhausted and shocked.

Who is that Junfu Jun, a trident swept across thousands of horses and horses, and just disappeared.

The annihilation of a giant is most sighing. Everything, strong, weak, is fragile in the face of time.

Death and time are about the last fairness in this world.

Zhao Anhe could not describe the mood at this moment. First, he witnessed Sang Liang's death, and the prince died next to him.

The inner shock was beyond words, and there was a child who broke down and cried.

Lu Anhe didn't dare to go up to comfort him. He was very fragile at the moment, but it was appropriate to kill him madly.

Another person was destroyed.

I think of what Sang Liang said, the destruction is always accompanied by blood and death.

Zhao Anhe deeply felt the sadness, struggle, and weakness of a person and an organization when it came to an end.

There is a rush of coolness penetrating deep into the soul, there is a collision between the blades of heaven and earth, a call of sorrow, a smell of blood, a crazy atmosphere.

Maybe it's his turn next time. At this moment, the ships under the thunderstorm, lightning and thunder are annihilating and dying, and sooner or later they will be destroyed.

Powerless to stop, powerless to change.