Godslayer in the Universe

　　The areas covered by the domain represented those areas that were separated from the box garden. When it covered Ling Yun, he really felt the reduction of his spirituality.

　　However, it is the spirit of the gods that is most affected.

　　The dystopian demon king keeps humans in captivity and squeezes beliefs, and is the worst enemy for the gods and Buddhas who are spiritual, that is, gods.

　　This also led to the weakening of various spiritual qualities such as Ziwei Xing and God of War in Lingyun's body.

　　Just the power of this casual blow is enough to make all the gods, Buddhas and Asuras under three figures helpless, even the gods at the peak of four figures, the spirituality will be quickly eaten.

　　Four digits may be able to resist for a while, but the rest will disappear forever after the spirituality is eaten up.

　　It's even scarier than the old Dragon King's simulated star creation map "Void Star Tai Sui".

　　Even three-digit gods and Buddhas would be troubled here.

　　However, the enemy that this move is now facing is Ling Yun, which is not enough.

　　The weakening of the spiritual grid is completely useless. As the golden light flashed, the unpretentious evening holy spear was held in the palm of his hand, and then a spear was stabbed.

　　Over a short period of time, the space where the spear tip reached flashed countless shatter-like ripples, and the invisible golden ripples spread out and shattered the already sunken earth.

　　I saw that the vision at this moment lost its color from the color, and the shattered space was like a glass full of cracks, only when the young man rushed out, it shattered.

　　The space debris that swept the violent energy fell from the young man's eyes, each of which had the power to hit four figures.

　　In the gray-white line of sight, the dystopian demon king did not underestimate the opponent because of his ability to block the world.

　　The faceless mask stared at the young man in front of him, silent but under pressure.

　　"Why didn't you speak?"

　　At such a time, although the youth's words are not as many as usual, they are still stern.

　　When people hear it, they have the urge to beat people up.

　　The dystopian demon king did not make a sound, the figure in the robe evaded the direct attack of the sacred gun like a teleportation, and then came behind Ling Yun, and slapped it with a palm that contained the power of swallowing the spirit, and the surging power brought layers upon layers. The space ripples made the original crack world even more chaotic.

　　The light was twisted into a ball, and the five senses of the body were almost inoperative.

　　However, this level of battle no longer relies on the simple five senses to observe.

　　"Agree beforehand..."

　　Sideways dodging the dystopian "daigo empowerment", the smile on the young man's face became brighter and brighter.

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

　　Ling Yun's figure disappeared in an instant, causing the dystopian demon king to be stunned for a moment.

　　The sealed world is rattling, and the chains that isolate the world are almost unable to withstand the burst of energy.

　　The ferocity of the opponent's power is far beyond his imagination, and every move can distort the space. Even if he has weakened the opponent's spirituality, it has not achieved the slightest effect.

　　The vibrating brilliance of silver scales made the Demon King begin to wonder if his plan was wrong.

　　But Ling Yun obviously didn't want to give him extra time to think. He swung the spear and pierced through countless white exercises. At the same time, his left hand turned his palm into a fist and slammed into the Demon King's head.

Chapter 0150 The opposite of hope, the enemy of ideals

　　"To have such power!"

　　In the face of the final trial of mankind, Ling Yun finally became more serious, galloping at a rapid speed, and attributing his own strength to a point in an instant, he punched and smashed heavily on the face of dystopia.

　　I don't know when it started, but Ling Yun liked to beat the opponent's head when he was in close combat.

　　Whether it is a high-ranking prince, a great god, or an elegant goddess, many enemies have been smashed in the head by him.

　　The terrifying power, like the explosion when thousands of stars collided, slammed into the Demon King's head without a doubt.

　　Even if he is the devil, in front of the mighty power that shakes the sky and crushes the stars, the dystopian devil screams and flies upside down, the shadow of the white robe turns into starlight and flies out uncontrollably, and the mask is cracked. , but not broken.

　　The figure of the Demon King flying upside down seemed to have been hit by a cannonball, rolled like a lazy donkey, and flew out continuously in the suburbs of the Western District, making this beautiful natural scene a mess.

　　The emerald green grass was destroyed by the wind pressure, the conspicuous flowers turned to dust, and the big tree that several people could not hold was broken by the middle.

　　"It's not over yet."

　　Staring at the figure flying upside down, Ling Yun chased after him at a faster speed.

　　The Demon King gradually enlarged in his eye sockets, and after leaping to his side, he struck a violent knee on his lower back.

　　boom--!

　　The atmosphere was shaken, the houses in the countryside were crushed, and there was nothing left, as if the sky was shaking.

　　I saw that the dystopian demon king seemed to have turned into a shooting star, flickering with orange tail flames, and suddenly rushed towards the universe of Hakoniwa.

　　Ling Yun didn't catch up immediately.

　　In the brief confrontation with dystopia just now, the feeling of the arms, legs and feet touching is not hard, as if there is some kind of resistance blocking it.

　　There was no feeling of fisting to the flesh, so Ling Yun didn't know whether the Demon King had been hurt by these few blows, which made him a little regretful.

　　Dystopia was originally a formless and invisible concept devil, and later, because of the actions of the canary, it had a deeper relationship with the history of mankind and had a human body.

　　Although the feel was different, it was a sure-fire fact that Ling Yun had the upper hand at the moment.

　　The other party is different from ordinary three-digit gods and Buddhas. When he first became a godslayer in the past, he could only rely on different powers, but now, even if the spirituality of the gods is weakened, he will not use any powers. In this case, with pure strength and speed, he can face the locked world and become invincible.

　　"We are compatriots with lofty ideals, symbols of peace and tranquility, and I am the enemy of ideals...!"

　　His body is suspended in the universe, and the dystopian devil suddenly exudes a ferocious aura that devours everything. He finally realizes the gap between the two sides, and he does not dare to care anymore. The opposite of the ideal land, the real "dystopian" world show out.

　　The transformation was completed almost in an instant.

　　False gods and real demons.

　　"this is?"

　　The field continued to descend, and the power of spiritual disturbance was intensified again.

　　Lingyun knew that dystopia was really moving.

　　The youth hurried to the universe outside Hakoten, only to see that the dystopia had changed from before.

　　The white robe and mask turned black, which is the opposite of "white".

　　Even the low breath disappeared, replaced by the boiling terrifying power of Lingge.

　　This is the enemy of the ideal, the antithesis of all good, what dystopia really looks like.

　　"Finally willing to show up."

　　The young man looked forward.

　　A hundred meters away, looking at each other from afar.

　　The air in the universe is extremely thin and the temperature is extremely low, but it has no effect on Lingyun.

　　Even if you don't have to breathe, it's not a problem for young people.

　　"The appearance of disguise is useless in front of you. God killer, I will defeat you here. After that, I will continue to lead mankind and let mankind's creation and fantasy collapse in faith."

　　The dystopian voice also turned violent.

　　"Oh, what does the future of mankind have to do with me? I just want to beat you up."

　　Ling Yun threw the holy spear, full of energy, and the hem of his clothes looked awe-inspiring.

　　"you!"

　　The dystopian demon king, whose personality has changed, is irritated by the young man's irrelevant attitude.

　　However, Ling Yun didn't bother to talk nonsense with him at all. When the Demon King wanted to talk, he took a step forward, far exceeding the speed of starlight, almost the same as teleportation, one ten thousandth of the time of breathing, and he rushed again. In front of the Demon King.

　　"Delusion!"

　　With the anger of the dystopian demon king, a circle of shimmering light spreads, and time slows down wherever the light wave reaches, and more frantic power rushes in it, and the strength of gnawing on the spirit is countless times higher than before. .

　　His power cannot be erased, no one can resist, and even the world will be swallowed up.

　　The final trial of the three-digit lingo human beings affected the outer areas of the Western District almost in an instant.

　　The terrifying trial of gnawing on the spiritual grid and erasing traces almost instantly devoured the lives of countless people, Ling Yun's eyes caught hundreds of falling meteors.

　　It was a natural phenomenon after the fall of the gods.

　　The Alliance Legion that was marching to the west because the canary was taken away.

　　Almost as soon as they stepped into the high wall, some people were short of breath and their bodies were as weak as they had been evacuated.

　　Hundreds of thousands of soldiers fell to the ground groaning as if they had been sucked dry.

　　What is even more frightening is that some gods and human beings have their bodies weakened a little bit, and no matter how hard they try, it will not help.

　　Although Ling Yun always looked like he didn't care about things other than himself and the people he cared about, he was at least a member of Hakoniwa, and some of the affected troops were Canary and Leticia's former friends.

　　Ling Yun rushed forward, and swung out the sacred spear, and Bai Lian, who had been cut open in the trace, fell down.

　　They burn and fall, and even a piece of white practice the size of a football can easily blast a mountain into powder.

　　At the same time, Ling Yun also felt that the effect of the simple attack was getting smaller and smaller, like hitting the cotton with force, which could not cause effective damage.

　　With a punch, the Demon King turned into invisible smoke and dissipated.

　　When it appeared again, it had already come to the side of the youth.

　　"What's the matter? Is this the only power of the Godkiller?"

　　A mysterious laughter rang in his ears.

　　Dystopian put his hands on Ling Yun's shoulders.

　　The starlight in a radius of thousands of miles suddenly fell into darkness.

Chapter 0151 Attack on the World

　　With the eyes of God, I can see the boundless realm of the void.

　　Everything changes when dystopian hands are placed on the youth's shoulders.