The God Killer in the Comic World

Chapter 149

I originally thought it was just a simple Hongmen Banquet, but I didn’t expect it to happen like this.

The conditions of dystopia are indeed exciting, and he does have the strength to do so.

The ultimate test of mankind is to be a being above the gods and Buddhas. In just a few decades, the entire West District has become a dystopian territory. After more time, it will occupy the entire Little Garden and spread the theory of the closed world to all parallel worlds. Guilt is not a problem

"Although this proposal is very tempting, I'm sorry, but I don't have the time and energy to be the master of a small garden."

Ling Yun shrugged and then showed a look of surprise.

"We have never had any interactions before, why are you so proactive all of a sudden?"

"The canary is no longer a concern, but you are the biggest enemy standing in the way of our ideas."

Dystopia slowly lowers its altitude

"I sensed a familiar aura from you, and you are also part of the trial, so why don't we join forces to construct all the worlds into our ideals."

The low and emotionless voice of Dystopia spread far away, and he opened his arms in a gesture of embracing the world.

Only now did Ling Yun discover the difference between the"Dystopia" as a demon king and other human beings' final trials.

He treats human beings, Gods and Buddhas, there is no malicious intent in the world.

As he said, all he has to do is expand the scope of the closed world

"Not interested in."

When Ling Yun said these words in an understatement, the atmosphere in this area suddenly changed.

A needle-like sharpness quietly spread into the atmosphere, and the feeling of thorns on the back of the awn climbed up.

"In this case, it is the enemy."

Dystopia stares at Ling Yun

"You have both human spirituality and an unknown identity. Your existence will affect my plan, so...Just don't go back."

As soon as he finished speaking, the pressure of being burdened by millions of mountains fell instantly. The gravity was increased hundreds or thousands of times, and it continued to climb upwards. The sudden increase in gravity caused the earth to be overwhelmed, like It collapsed like an avalanche.

It stirred up countless flying sand and rocks. After they quickly dispersed, only the place where the young man stood remained intact.

Ling Yun's will swept through the whole body of the dystopian demon king, and he could not feel the overflow of spiritual energy, and there was no life. The aura, but no one will underestimate the power of sealing the world.

If it is just a simple three-digit number, Ling Yun can naturally solve it easily.

But the demon king with the attribute of"the final trial of mankind" has a spiritual power in the three-digit number. Above all, there are all existences that can rival millions of gods.

"Just what I wanted."

Ling Yun thought for a while, and a dangerous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

Then, he stood on the spot and raised his hand forward.

"Come on!"

This time, the dystopian devil shook violently, and his inorganic eyes looked at Ling Yun in front of him through the mask.

"blockade."

With the Demon King's calm words, pure white light bloomed from his body, and the radiance of the spirit swept across the entire West District instantly like a tsunami.

"The end is calling you, fall into the abyss."

The white light spread, causing the nearby space to be completely locked.

Ling Yun just tried to move, but the power of space movement could not be used.

To block the space of the small garden, the timeline must be closed together with the space. Dystopia's pump The"birdcage" flag is not just a symbol, but a real power.

It turns into a birdcage and cannot fly with wings.

If the Queen of Halloween were here, her biggest support would be easily sealed by the dystopian devil.

Not only that , the dystopian demon king also created a field that can eat the spirit. The areas covered by the field represent those places separated from the box garden. When it covered Ling Yun, he really felt the spirit's power. were reduced.

However, those who were most affected were the spirits of the gods.

The dystopian devil trapped humans and squeezed faith. For the gods and Buddhas whose spirits are gods, they were the worst enemies.

This also led to the Ziwei in Ling Yun's body. Stars, gods of war and other spiritual powers have been weakened to varying degrees.

The power of just this casual blow is enough to make all the gods, Buddhas and Shuras below three digits helpless, even gods with peak four-digit souls. They will all be eaten up quickly.

The four digits may be able to resist for a while, but the rest will disappear forever after the spiritual grid is eaten away. It is even more terrifying than the old Dragon King's simulated star creation chart"Xu Xing. Tai Sui".

Even three-digit gods and Buddhas will find it difficult here.

However, the enemy facing this move is Ling Yun, so it seems completely inadequate.

The weakening of the spiritual grid is completely useless. As the golden light flashes, it is simple and unpretentious. The holy spear of dusk was held in the palm of the hand, and then it was thrust out.

Over a short period of time, the space where the tip of the spear touched flashed with countless cracking ripples, spreading out invisible golden ripples and shattering the already sunken earth..

I saw that the vision at this moment lost its color, and the broken space was like glass covered with cracks. It shattered suddenly when the young man rushed out.

Space fragments filled with violent energy fell from the young man's eyes, each of which Each piece has the power to inflict four-digit damage.

In his gray-white vision, the dystopian demon king did not underestimate the opponent because of his ability to close the world. The faceless mask stared at the young man in front of him, silently but with great pressure.

"Why don't you speak?"

At times like this, although the young man didn't speak as much as usual, his words were heart-wrenching. As soon as he heard them, he would have the urge to beat them up.

The dystopian devil was silent, and his figure in a toga seemed to teleport. Dodging the direct attack of the Holy Killing Spear, he then came behind Ling Yun and struck with a palm containing the power of devouring the spirit. The surging power brought about layers of space ripples, making the original cracked world even more chaotic. The light was distorted. In a ball, the five senses of the body are almost disabled.

However, a battle at this level no longer relies on pure five senses for observation.

"Agree beforehand..."

Sideways to avoid the"eureka" of dystopia, the smile on the young man's face becomes brighter and brighter

"In close combat, no one can beat me."

Ling Yun's figure disappeared from his eyes in an instant, leaving the dystopian devil stunned for a moment. The sealed world was creaking, and the chains that isolated the world could hardly withstand the burst of energy.

The ferocity of the opponent's power far exceeded his He imagined that every move could distort the space. Even though he had weakened the opponent's spirit, it had no effect at all. The silver-scale dancing light made the Demon King start to think about whether his plan was wrong.

But Ling Yun Obviously not wanting to give him extra time to think, he swung his spear and pierced countless white arrows. At the same time, his left hand turned into a fist and slammed into the Demon King's head.