The Path Toward Heaven

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The universe is like a quiet cemetery.

That huge iron knife cut through the entire battleship, like a tombstone.

Most people died at the moment the iron knife arrived, and they were directly broken by the vicissitudes of the sword, without having to endure the pain and despair brought by the icy space.

The iron knife was still on the side of the broken warship and did not move forward because it was blocked.

Compared with a mountain-like iron knife, middle-aged people are a little black spot.

But the iron knife was still because of him.

He pinched the blade of the iron knife with two fingers, the expression on his face and the movements of his fingers were very cautious, carefully, as if holding the rarest treasure in the universe.

In the space full of debris, dead bodies, and dust, a blood red suddenly appeared.

Those gorgeous reds were gradually condensing into a shape, which turned out to be a pine tree.

The middle-aged man looked at Cao Yuan, who was far away from the iron knife, and smiled slightly. The knuckles of the thumb and forefinger were slightly white and faint.

A tiny ripple swayed forward from where he held the iron knife.

There was a wave on the surface of the iron knife, followed by rough seas and severe deformation.

There was no sound in the universe, but those who were not killed by the sword, and the people on the two battleships who were approaching seemed to hear a crackling sound.

The iron knife can no longer bear it, and it has produced numerous cracks, turned into hundreds of thousands of fragments, and shot away in all directions!

In the Chaotian continent, this iron knife once cut off the heavens and the earth, battled Xueji, once deformed, and the knife edge had a break, but never really serious damage occurred. Arcana, who would have thought that it was crushed by two tiny fingers tonight!

Middle-aged people deserve to be the founding fathers of the Blood Demon religion and tens of thousands of years of ascension. The realm of strength is unimaginable.

The blood-colored pine tree dissipated in the dark space, and the hundreds of thousands of fragments broken by the iron knife also dissipated.

Cao Yuan disappeared from his original location and did not know where he went.

Dozens of military Starfield powerhouses flew fast in combat armor, and the other two warships rushed away after avoiding the bullet rain turned into an iron knife.

The middle-aged man raised his eyebrows slightly and raised his **** to swing.

Dozens of combat armored engines started at full speed, turning into a streamer towards the planet on the second base.

The two warships also sent thousands of surveillance aircraft and more than 300 spacecraft towards the galaxy.

The military demonstrated extremely high operational capabilities and began hunting in the shortest time.

Cao Yuan was so seriously injured, and he did not hesitate to use Zhenyuan to cut out the sword. Can he escape tonight?

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The middle-aged man returned to another battleship, stood in front of the window, and looked forward to Base 2 with no expression on his face.

Dozens of combat armors and streamers from the base aircraft woven the dark side of the planet into countless colorful threads.

Time passed slowly, and no trace of Cao Yuan was found.

Immediately afterwards, the ships traveling to various parts of the galaxy also sent back messages, and nothing was found.

Middle-aged man sits at the table.

There was a glass of water on the table.

His arm rested on the armrest, and his fingers naturally fell above the table.

There were two tiny cracks in his thumb and forefinger.

Those two cracks are indeed very thin. Even though it is difficult to see with a microscope, the pain is so real ...

Just now he held Cao Yuan's iron knife with these two fingers, but he was still injured by the intention of the knife, and the immortal body could not be repaired automatically.

This kind of small breach was really upsetting, and he was annoying at this time.

He used Blood Demon Dafa to kill the monsters in the sea of ​​dark things, and by the way, to kill the people in the living area, he deliberately did it. He thought that the swordsman named Cao Yuan looked at the body of his companion on the ore carrier and would have a lot of emotions, even tears. He didn't expect the other person to think of anything, so he raised the knife in such a muffled way.

So calm, what are you doing to kill me? Look, isn't that about to die?

Thinking of this, he was getting more and more annoyed, and felt that the small cut on his finger became more and more painful, and suddenly he moved his **** into the clear water in the cup.

With this action, several bright thin lights appeared on the lenses of middle-aged people.

It was a very fine knife light from the water, and it looked like a thread.

The next moment, the clear water gradually separated, just like the cut glass, but it was so fragile that it seemed to tremble and collapse at any time.

Cut off the knife?

Middle-aged man raised an eyebrow.

I could only hear a few sounds, and the glass made several cracks, and it cracked, and the table was covered with water with very pale blood.

A young officer came out of the dark corner of the room and said blankly, "General Akamatsu, please pay attention to time."

While talking, the young officer began to wipe the clear water on the table, and he did not know where his rag was, and soon it was cleaned.

The middle-aged person said: "Not far from the Indian Ocean Nebula, wait another three hours."

After three hours of Union Standard Time, no one could find the trace of the blood Buddha.

The middle-aged man went to the window and looked at the star in the distance. He raised his eyebrows boringly, and said, "Let's go."

The two warships left Base 2 and headed towards the Infinity Sea Nebula, ready to meet the Lieyang battleship coming from the Xingmen base.

As for whether there will be a nuclear explosion this time, whether there will be countless dead people, no one knows except the middle-aged people.

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The towering green trees trembled in the wind, occupying the planet like the sea. The craters on the ground are so prominent that they can be seen even in space.

In fact, these are the credit of the distant star.

If you are too close to that star, you will see nothing, such as the farthest planet.

According to the detection by the Union Academy of Sciences, this planet also has extremely rich mineral reserves. The problem is that it is too close to the stars and extremely hot. The latest spacecraft cannot approach that area, let alone land on the surface.

The Alliance just experimentally dropped a few bombs on it and made some remote observations.

The side of the planet facing the stars is bright and unimaginable, even hot and unimaginable. The rocks seem to have liquefied, there are no mountains or lowlands, and there are no traces of life at all.

In some inconspicuous place, some bubbles suddenly appeared in the semi-liquefied rock, and never appeared again, as if the previous picture was just an illusion.

The magma flows slowly, forming a shape faintly, similar to those stone Buddhas that have been weathered for tens of thousands of years.

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Battleship Sun is slowly moving through the dark universe.

The slowness here is just a feeling.

There is no reference object in the extremely vast space, and everything seems to be stationary, including those stars.

Jing Jiu was lying on a chair, looking out the window as if the eternal Xinghai, suddenly wanted to drink a cup of flower tea, ready to call bell plums to make tea.

He remembered that she had a special status now, and most of the time she took Jiang, Xia, and Huaxi attendants to study those ordinances, not in the room.

A young military officer emerged from the dark corner of the room, politely and without emotion, asking, "What do you need?"

The moment I came to this room of the battleship, Jing Jiu found the other side and thought it was very interesting.

The young officer had no sense of presence like him, and no one noticed him standing in the dark corner.

He looked at the boy's pale face and symmetrical features, and suddenly didn't want to drink tea, and asked, "Biochemical man?"

The young officer said blankly, "Yes."

Jing Jiu's gaze scanned the boy from beginning to end. He said nothing and waved him back.

The young officer walked into a dark corner ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and turned back into a statue.

Jing Jiu looked back and naturally remembered the west like a stone sculpture.

The kendo talent from the west is very high, and he also appreciates it.

It was a pity that he had broken his arm that year, and the sword's meaning was difficult to converge.

The flying fairy has a way to regenerate the arm, but it is not a native fairy body, and there will be other troubles. The guy who wants to come will not choose this way.

——Well, that's it for him.

——You don't even need Feijian to get a more powerful laser cannon.

-If the gravitational field generator can be ultra-micronized, it will be even more powerful.

He was thinking about these things, and suddenly heard the siren, knowing that he was going through the twist rate hole again.

An extremely thin metal film appeared on the huge floor-to-ceiling window, blocking the Xinghai in front.