The strongest biochemical

Chapter 950
The power of the seven-star formation is fully displayed at this moment...

Zhang Yifei, Jiang Haojun, Old Man Feng, and Shuyao were far enough away, but they were still ruthlessly thrown away. The power of the seven-star formation was too great, and there was a strong tearing force in the blowing wind. When the person flew out, it seemed that there were tens of thousands of ants devouring his body, excruciating pain. After falling to the ground, his body trembled violently, and he vomited blood with a "wow".

Mo Luojian, Mo Luo Qing'er, and numerous Protoss and Blood Night Clans, in this terrifying energy storm, are like countless boats on the stormy ocean, rolling with the huge waves, and being thrown into the air irresistibly go out.

It took more than half a minute for the terrifying energy fluctuations raging in this space to gradually dissipate. There were corpses lying all over the ground, including those of the Protoss, some of the Blood Night Clan, and even dismembered battle mechs. Rubble piled up, cracks spread all over, and the entire atrium square was completely destroyed.

And at the place where the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams collided, there was already a big black hole. The size of the big hole was the same as that of the Tai Chi Eight Diagrams. The inner wall was smooth and flat, as if it had been cut out by a laser beam. A gloomy cold wind blows from inside, like an entrance to hell!
Those who survived couldn't help gasping when they saw this big hole.

"Old Ling!!!"

Zhang Yifei ran over desperately, shouting loudly into the dark hole, but there was no echo, as if this was a bottomless pit, and even the sound could not reach the bottom.

Jiang Haojun, Old Man Feng, and Shuyao also rushed up quickly. The pitch-black pit was like a black hole, and it was completely dark below ten meters. The bone-painful coldness makes people feel scalp numb.

Chu Liyue was lying on the ruins with scars all over her body at this moment. The execution platform was completely shattered by the power of the seven-star formation just now. Her hands and feet were locked by the power of the gods' thoughts, and she couldn't move, let alone move. It is very lucky to use your ability to fall from the high execution platform and not be buried alive.

She had glimpsed the situation in the atrium square through the corner of her eye, and she burst into tears, her heart ached like a tear, she tried hard to break free from the handcuffs, and her wrists were bleeding from the rubbing.

High in the sky, Mo Luo Mo Wu, who was in an inextricable fight with Yuwen Xiaotian, was distracted by worrying about his son when he realized the situation below.In a duel between top experts, a momentary flaw is fatal. Yuwen Xiaotian rushed over like a stream of light, and slapped her shoulder with a palm, and she fell down like a meteorite, smashing the ground with a "bang". Shocking pit.

When the dust and mist dissipated, she was seen lying on her side in the pit in a state of embarrassment, with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth, tears in her eyes, her son didn't know whether to live or die, and her beloved man severely injured herself. At this moment, she felt that the world It's a shade of gray.

Yuwen Xiaotian stood in the air like a god, without a trace of excitement, without a trace of joy, and without a trace of excitement. He looked at the embarrassed Mo Luo Mowu expressionlessly, and what emerged in his heart was a kind of The obscure pain, he suddenly felt two wipes of warmth slipping down his face, he stretched out his hand to touch it, put it in front of his eyes, and couldn't help but froze.

"Tears? Why do I cry?" murmured blankly.

There are only three reasons for crying, joy and excitement, sadness and pain, or foreign objects stimulate the lacrimal glands. He is obviously not the first and last, so only sadness and pain remain.

A familiar picture flashed in Yuwen Xiaotian's mind. He closed his eyes and devoted himself to meditation with his whole body. His brows were deeply wrinkled, and he desperately wanted to grasp it.

The seven elders of the God Race finished casting the seven-star formation, and they all fell back to the ground exhausted. Everyone gasped, and the second elder's complexion became even paler. He was out of breath and even coughed a few times. Blood came out of his mouth, if it wasn't for the third elder who was supporting him, he probably wouldn't be able to stand still.

"The little bastard is dead...is he dead?" Although his physical condition was already very bad, the Second Elder was still very concerned about Ling Xiu's life and death.

"It must be dead. The seven-star formation is the supreme formation of my gods. If I push it out, no one in the world can withstand its power. That kid will definitely be reduced to ashes." The third elder affirmed road.

"That's right, if he's still alive, I'll eat shit, old man!" The Seventh Elder patted his chest roughly, vowing.

The other elders don't have such bad tastes as him, so they won't be entangled in such topics. The first elder glanced at the defeated Moluo Mowu, with a look of joy on his face, and sighed: "God bless my gods, this A big battle, we... won!"

"Tian'er is worthy of being a peerless genius of our god race, and his current strength completely crushes the blood girl." The fourth elder said.

"Hey...you don't think it's cruel, do you feel sorry for your conscience? You know, that bloody girl and this brat are all from heaven..."

"Sixth!"

The first elder stopped the sixth elder immediately, and shook his head to signal him not to continue talking.

The Sixth Elder opened his mouth, but said nothing, everything turned into a complicated sigh.

At this moment, a tyrannical coercion surged up from the bottomless pit, and the terrifying energy fluctuations rolled around, making people tremble!

The Seventh Elder was startled, and hurriedly backed away...

"Boom~"

The bottomless hole was like a volcanic eruption, and a dark-type blood burn shot up into the sky, heading straight to Xiaohan, and the world lost its color at this moment.

"Dark blood burn?"

The second elder's eyes widened, and he roared in disbelief, "The little bastard is not dead!?"

The faces of the other elders also changed color one after another, especially the seventh elder, whose expression was as ugly as if he had eaten more than a dozen catties of shit.

Yuwen Xiaotian in the sky opened his eyes, evaporated the tears on his face with the power of thoughts, and fixed his eyes on the big black hole below like water.

"Growing up in suffering, breaking out in suffering, rising in adversity, I dare to convince God, who of you can kill me? Hahaha..."

The deep, hoarse, desolate, and domineering laughter reverberated in the world. Ling Xiu, whose clothes were torn and covered in scars, was covered in blood. The evil spirit was extremely strong, like an evil Shura who had escaped from hell, extremely sinister.

Zhang Yifei, Jiang Haojun, Old Man Feng, Shuyao, and Chu Liyue couldn't restrain their ecstasy after being stunned for a while.

The seven elders of the Protoss are the opposite, and at this moment, they are scared in their souls, and their bodies can't help trembling slightly. You know, the seven-star formation is their bottom-of-the-box trick, but the other party is carrying it. It's down, and it's still alive and well.

"This... What kind of monster is this?" The second elder said with a terrified face and a trembling voice.

(End of this chapter)