God Killer

"What's going on? Why is there another Zheng Xian? Scan quickly, no, no, Zheng Xian is still in the sea a hundred kilometers away, how could he appear here?"

While talking, Shamar raised his head to look at the screen. Sure enough, he saw a Zheng Xian emerging from the seaside of New York on the screen, and he couldn't help being shocked.

Zheng Xian was blown hundreds of kilometers away just now, but the black scorched marks pulled out by the streamer of flames are still in the sky.

"Gone? Zheng Xian, who was knocked out and fell into the sea, is gone!" a commander shouted as if he had seen a ghost.

Shamar hurriedly looked at another screen. This screen was originally locked on Zheng Xian who fell into the sea, but now the screen scanned by the life scanner was empty.

Sure enough, Zheng Xian, who was originally locked in the vast sea, had disappeared, like a bubble rising from the bottom of the sea, and bursting without a trace when it reached the surface of the sea.

"It's impossible! What's going on?" This was the second time Shamar asked the same question.

"What did you see?" The thoughts in Shamar's mind fluctuated, and they were directly transmitted to the tombstone. In the tombstone, there are all the descendants. Their thoughts spread all over the world where there are optical cables and wires. Unfortunately, there are no optical cables in the deep sea. wires, so they could only extend their tentacles to Zheng Xian, who had come ashore at this time.

"I'm sure it's Zheng Xian." Countless powers of thinking emerged from the earth, invaded Zheng Xian's spiritual thoughts, and analyzed everything about Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian felt a slight discomfort on his forehead, and his spirit was shaken immediately. The power of thinking that invaded Zheng Xian's spiritual thoughts was immediately shattered into millions of pieces of ice and snow under the scorching sun and disappeared without a trace.

Zheng first knew that these descendants were peeping into his mind.

It is not the first time that Zheng Xian feels this way. Back then, Wu used to connect with him in this way, passing on various thoughts and ideas to him, so ordinary people may not notice slight discomfort, but Zheng Xian is quite sensitive to it.

There were screams from among the tombstones, and all the thought owners who invaded Zheng Xian's spiritual thoughts were in excruciating pain as if their fingers and toes had been cut off.

Their thinking power is limited. The thinking power of a descendant is like a mess, but if it is stretched out, it is basically as far as ten meters away. Although the tentacles of the thinking power that invaded Zheng Xian's mind It's not long, but it's more than ten centimeters long, and it's been crushed inch by inch. For the descendant, it is indeed like having fingers and toes cut off.

"It is confirmed that it is Zheng Xian. No matter it is strength or that way of thinking, there will be nothing wrong." Zheng Xian's thinking has actually been filed for a long time, and when he cooperated with Zheng Xian, he kept copying Zheng Xian Of course, at that time, his thinking was just to regard Zheng Xian as one of thousands of specimens.

Everyone's thinking is like a fingerprint, very different from each other. It can even be said that it is far more complicated than a fingerprint. Fingerprints can be imitated and forged, but thinking cannot be forged and imitated. At least so far, there is no such technology.

So it's quite simple to tell whether the person in front of you is Zheng Xian, and you can get the most accurate answer right away.

"The supernatural powers of the cultivator are amazing! Joseph, kill him!" Shamar's eyes showed a fierce color, and he sent the order.

Those extermination fighters who bombarded Zheng Xian were still overseas at this time, and Zheng Xian was flying towards the umbilical cord golden bridge. Those extermination fighters could not catch up to Zheng Xian anyway, and at the same time they could not protect charged particle cannons overseas towards New York, the umbilical cord Although Jinqiao has strong defense capabilities, the result of the bombardment of two thousand nuclear bomb particles will also cause huge damage, so if you want to stop Zheng Xian, you have to rely on this holy deacon.

Although Shamar didn't know why Zheng Xian, who had just been attacked by the Umbilical Golden Bridge, dared to approach the Umbilical Golden Bridge, but Shamar was a cautious existence. If Zheng Xian dared to come, he had to be prepared to deal with unexpected risks, so he sent the holy deacon Joseph to come. It doesn't take too long to stop Zheng Xian, as long as the holy deacon stops Zheng Xian for 3 minutes, those extermination fighters will come to kill him, and Zheng Xian will definitely die when the time comes.

Joseph, dressed in the clothes of a medieval nobleman, flew out from the Golden Bridge of the Umbilical Cord and rushed towards Zheng Xian. The small ball like a stainless steel ball above his head burst into bright white light, affecting the air around him, and began to continuously Trembling, everyone knew that Joseph Zheng was brewing a rather tyrannical attack first.

Among the holy deacons, only Danmas is not good at attacking. The rest of the holy deacons have fully developed their brains and have extremely powerful attack power. This is a means of using the power of the world's original thinking for attacking. Those descendants can't have it either, because they have the power of thinking but no body, so they can't weaponize the power of thinking. Of course, if they return to their world, the situation is different. These descendants return to their own world The lethality of the power of power and thinking is terrifying. After all, the power of thinking is the original power of the world, and it is even stronger than the original power of the world such as Huo Rong and Shui Ni.

A thought aurora shot out suddenly, but this aurora expanded in front of Zheng Xian, and then the world in front of Zheng Xian suddenly changed. Just now Zheng Xian was still running towards the golden bridge of the umbilical cord, but at this moment, Zheng Xian seemed to be plunged into a Like the world of singing birds and fragrant flowers, the umbilical cord golden bridge in front of you still has continuous cities, high-rise buildings disappear without a trace in an instant, replaced by a majestic alpine grassland, big rivers and lakes, birds, beasts, fish and insects live safely in this world.

Before Zheng Xian could react, he heard the sound of horns behind him, followed by tens of thousands of horses running wildly. Zheng Xian turned his head and saw tens of thousands of medieval air soldiers holding muskets running towards him. Behind them were hundreds of horses. The dark old cannons were all aimed at him, Zheng Xian.

As the gunfire rumbled, the pitch-black iron balls were propelled by the explosive force of the gunpowder, and rushed towards him, Zheng Xian, while the cavalry and infantry also rushed into the shooting area, firing their guns at Zheng Xian again and again.

Fortunately, Zheng Xian was tenacious and fearless. If ordinary monks suddenly faced this kind of world change, at least they would not be able to adapt in a short period of time.

Zheng Xian tapped his forehead, and the Vase of Truth Listening, which had seen through thousands of mysteries, flew out immediately, and a soft light was emitted from it. This light was like an eraser, passing across the Cangshan Lake. This world is like two layers, the upper layer After being wiped off, the modern tall buildings in the world below are immediately revealed.

Listening to the light of the Aquarius sweeping towards the cannonball, as Zheng Xian expected, none of those cannonballs were fake, but they were not bullets or cannonballs, but streaks of bright white light, tens of thousands, like Like locusts in a catastrophe, they swooped towards Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian sneered at the corner of his mouth. If Zheng Xian didn't have this Vase of Listening Truth, he would definitely fall into the world constructed by Joseph's power of thinking. To Zheng Xian, the constructed world is nothing more than a trivial matter.

Zheng Xian simply ignored the light of thinking rolling in behind him, but continued to fly wildly towards the golden bridge of the umbilical cord.

It was Joseph who stood in front of Mr. Zheng. Joseph did not expect that his thinking world would not be able to trap Mr. Zheng at all. While shocked, he stretched out his hand and dug out the pearl of thought inlaid on his forehead, holding it in front of his eyes. .

Digging out the thinking light bead, a big hole appeared on Joseph's head. Brain juice flowed out of the big hole and poured into the thinking light bead. Rays of light came, this specular reflection ball had at least hundreds of surfaces, each surface reflected a beam of light, and this beam of light constituted a scene, which was superimposed layer by layer in front of Zheng Xian, allowing Zheng Xian to see through a scene, Another scene appeared.

Flowers, birds and trees, high-rise city buildings, snow-capped mountains and great lakes, plateau deserts, starry sky oceans, trenches and natural moats, etc., are superimposed layer upon layer, like an endless maze. After seeing one scene, there is another. Over time, it will be life There is a kind of confusion, a kind of not knowing which scene is real and which scene is fake.

Even if Zheng Xian possessed the Vase of Truth Listening, he would be confused for a while, but fortunately, Zheng Xian's mind was tenacious, and the confusion was forgotten in a flash.

Zheng Xian opened his mouth, the inside was shining with golden light, and then the flowing light spewed out, and the Great Sword Pavilion flew out, piercing through hundreds of scenes with a whoosh, just like piercing through hundreds of sheets of paper, and with a puff, a person appeared in front of Zheng Xian A large circular hole, in which are the edges of hundreds of scenes that have been pierced, and behind the hole is the golden bridge of the umbilical cord.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of scenes collapsed, and the dots were like drizzle.

Joseph held the thinking light bead like a mirror reflection ball, with an incredulous expression on his face, and saw that the big hole exposed after taking off the thinking light bead had been pierced at this time, and blood continued to flow from the big hole in the back of his head. After spraying out, the Great Jiange circled back in the air, making a sound of thunder and lightning, and cut off Joseph's head in the air, and then the Great Jiange, which had not been full of blood for a long time, shuttled back and forth, like a sewing needle, knocking Joseph's head off. Cut into pieces of a few centimeters.

Joseph stopped Zheng Xian for about ten seconds.

With a movement, Zheng Xian has already arrived at the Golden Umbilical Bridge. With the experience of being attacked by the Golden Umbilical Bridge last time, Zheng Xian knows that this Golden Umbilical Bridge is extraordinary and has a strong attack power against immortal cultivators.

So Zheng Xian didn't directly touch it, but instead healed up his energy and grabbed a sea crab from his bosom. No, it wasn't just one, but hundreds, thousands of them. It was like an army of crabs. , a black mass.

Obviously these crabs were prepared by Zheng Xian when he was in the sea.

However, in the face of the umbilical cord golden bridge is so unbelievably strong, even charged particle bombardment can only distort and deform it, what is the use of these crabs?

Shamar, who was about to issue an order to wake up another holy deacon, was stunned, completely inexplicable...

Maybe Zheng Xian is crazy!