Shock!The game I designed has come to reality

Chapter 130: A nail in the heart, beheaded with just one move
"I didn't look for you, but you delivered it to your door yourself!"

Yang Ming's mouth was cold. This monk at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm was the one with the highest cultivation level among the many Spirit Gathering Realm monks present. But because of this, he was under the heavy care of Wu Yun. At this moment, his health bar had already dropped to One-third is exactly the killing line of Heart-saving Nail.

He stared straight at the oncoming red spear with no intention of evading it. The red spear came with a fierce force, and the roaring wind created a violent horizontal vortex in the air. It was extremely frightening, but he turned a blind eye. In the eyes of others, it was as if he had been frightened out of his wits.

"Wow~"

The dark clouds under their feet let out an eager hawk's chirp, and the Spirit-Gathering Realm monk below laughed wildly. The hearts of the many players watching the battle in the distance were in their throats.

"Alliance!"

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Not far away, Jiang Hongying and others exclaimed.

But at this critical moment, Yang Ming turned his palm, and fire suddenly appeared in his palm. Then he climbed three feet, and his hand was like lightning. A long purple-black line suddenly appeared in the air, and the sharp sound of breaking through the air was piercing. The eardrums are sore, and wherever the heart nail passes, the glow opens the way, the bridge is paved with auspicious colors, and the purple mist rises, as if there is a thunderous force.

In such an instant, the purple-black light collided with the red spear, without any thunderclap sound. The red spear just made contact, and the sky-breaking momentum was dispersed by the purple light, just like the sun breaking through the dark clouds, it was irresistible. It is irreversible. It is hard to even complain, and then disappears silently. After the purple-black light breaks through the red spear, there is no joy after victory, and there is no momentum to pursue the victory, as if it just accidentally penetrated in the process. A piece of paper, nothing to be proud of, and then left slowly and slowly as before.

The seventh-level monk of the Soul Gathering Realm below who witnessed all this with his own eyes, his proud laughter suddenly stopped at this moment, and then the blood was drained from his rosy cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye, making him as pale as paper. His companions were also okay at this moment. Wherever I go, everyone seems to have seen a ghost.

How can it be?How can this be?What kind of baby is this?Is my dignified Xuan-level advanced spiritual technique, the Flame Red Spear, so easily destroyed?And it was broken by a kid who led Qi into the sixth level of the body?Is this justified?Is it possible that my cultivation at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm has gone into a dog’s belly?
Not only this group of Spirit Gathering Realm monks, because the battle between them determines the final outcome of this war, basically all eyes are focused here, and this scene also falls on the eyes of countless players. In eyes.

Fortunately for the members of the Tengyun Alliance, they just reacted in a daze, because they were very familiar with this scene. They still vividly remembered the dreamy scene, and when they saw it again now, they understood it instantly. This should be another rare treasure of the alliance leader.

The players who were watching the battle were obviously not as calm as the alliance members. When they saw the purple-black light instantly destroying the red spear, they were all so excited that they wanted to put the camera in Yang Ming's face, and there were countless uproar. Another crop, one after another.

In their eyes, they don't know what the purple-black light is, but there is no doubt that it is a weight, the weight that determines the direction of victory or defeat. Therefore, every time the purple-black light advances by one point, the players' The mood also rose a little higher, and the purple-black light continued to move forward.

It's like a track has been set, but the direction of the track is irreversible, the end point of the track is irreversible, and the final outcome has already been decided.

The light became more and more dazzling, and the oppressive feeling brought by the countless rays of rays of light became more and more real. It was so real that the monk at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm had gone completely crazy. He yelled like crazy, I want to get rid of the shackles of fate, but I can't undo the established fact. "Get out of here!"

The spiritual power all over his body leaked out crazily as if it had substance, like an air conditioner sprayed with water. At the same time, he was using all his strength to fight to the death, so that in the majestic waves of spiritual power, even his companions Several people were thrown away, and the spiritual skills he performed in this crazy state were both as ruthless as a dog jumping over the wall and as desperate as he was unwilling to surrender.

With a sound of "Teng", the spiritual power around him suddenly started to burn on its own. A golden giant burning with blazing flames suddenly condensed in front of him. The giant's eyes were wide-eyed, and he was angry at the bullfight. He held a cattail leaf fan in his big hand. Fierce wind and fire, with endless anger, clawed hard at the Heart Nail.

At this moment, the wind stopped and the clouds dispersed. This was the final battle, and even the air did not dare to flow.

Anyone who knows the seventh-level monk of the Soul Gathering Realm knows that this Vajra Colossus is his ultimate trump card. He has used it to kill countless monks in the same realm. Those who know the Cuanxin Nail must also know that it is the Dao Realm Master. If you refine it yourself, you can either hide it or behead it.

"Boom~"

That light sound crushed many players' dreams of becoming strong, and that light sound also really ended someone's desire to survive.

The purple-black light was like breaking through sand and paper. It didn't pause at all, and couldn't even change its trajectory at all. It penetrated from the palm of the colossus, passed out from the back of the palm, and then continued unabated, and completely disappeared into the chest of the golden colossus. At the moment when the back of mind emerged, the originally powerful giant statue also turned into golden smoke with an unwilling roar, rose into clouds, and then turned into despair and scattered all over the sky.

"Do not……"

The monk at the seventh level of the Spirit Gathering Realm lost his mind. Under the huge pressure, he turned around and mobilized all his spiritual power. He jumped up to a height of several feet like a spiritual ape. Several people jumped to escape, but sometimes their human strength was exhausted. How could the body be faster than the exotic treasure?

The Heart Nail attack represents an absolute killing without any room for reversal. Therefore, the purple-black light it brings is like a long black dragon swimming in mid-air, and it catches up behind the monk in just a blink of an eye. , then the whole body was submerged, and then passed out from his chest. The whole process was smooth and silky without any hindrance.

And when the heart-saving nail drilled out of the monk's body, the blood bar on his head also bottomed out at this moment. With a "pop" sound, his body fell from the air like a rag bag, He fell to the ground, and his muscles and bones were broken under countless looks of shock, horror, fear, despair...

The heart-saving nail was like a little swallow that had successfully stolen food. After turning in one direction in mid-air, it happily flew back to Yang Ming, spinning happily within three inches of him.

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(End of this chapter)