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The huge palms on the top of the head were pressed down, and the smoldering breath rushed in front of him. Modo sighed, closed his eyes, and poked his neck.

At this moment, Yang Kai’s roar suddenly blew in his ear: “I still don’t want to die, I want to die?”

This roar is like a magical decree. Modo slams his eyes openly, and under the drive of survival instincts, he pushes the power of a demon, lifts his fists and greets them upwards.

He suddenly discovered that the power that had been tied to him had disappeared, and the emptiness that had been tied to him had also disappeared, allowing him to exert all his strength.

Modo regrets the moment he can shoot.

He asked himself what he was doing? As a demon, is it against the great demon?

All his actions are subconscious, completely unthought through the brain, driven by the ** of life, no one can think too much on the edge of life and death.

In any case, this is a full-scale explosion of his magical power.

At the same time, Yang Kai, who is not far from him, looks solemn, raises the magic warhammer in his hand, infuse his own magic, and slams into the giant palm.

The space rule above the magic warhammer is ups and downs. Wherever the warhammer passes, the void is chaotic and broken. Not only that, but Yang Kai is still surrounded by some time rules. At the juncture of this crisis of life and death, Yang Kai waved a fierce blow beyond his limits.

This blow is stronger than the power he has ever shown, a blow he never thought of before.

Among the two boundaries, one is intentional and the other is unintentional. Yang Kai and Modo actually joined forces to create a stunning counterattack.

The giant palm was slightly stagnation, and a huge hole appeared in the palm of his hand, and the endless magic vented from the hole. Flowing around.

But in the next moment, the giant palm pressed over the position of Yang Kai and Mo Duo, as if destroying two insignificant ants, and continued to cover down.

Modo’s snoring sounds and disappears, and the 30-foot tall body suddenly falls apart. Turn into pieces of minced meat, floating in this endless void. Yang Kai also felt that he was broken and the body disappeared completely. Only his own soul was falling and falling... It seemed to fall into the endless abyss.

Is this dead? Yang Kai did not know what death was like, but even the magical Saint Modo could not resist the blow, and he could not survive.

I am afraid that I am really dead.

Between the two, he suddenly felt that he seemed to have forgotten a lot of things and thought of something.

In my own feelings, I still keep falling. This kind of fall seems to have no end. It has to go on endlessly, and feel the whole body relaxed without any reason. It seems that there is no need to consider some things that make you feel irritated. It is not bad to fall.

The change of the protrusion, the feeling of falling suddenly disappeared, and then the vision changed. When Yang Kai returned to God, he was already in the starry sky, and he turned his head. There is nothing quietly, even one is nothing, no entity.

The sound of the battle came from below, as well as the energy fluctuations of the strong and the weak.

He looked down. Then I opened my eyes.

He saw a huge, unmistakable tree, and stood on the battlefield full of blood and corpses. The magnificent canopy penetrated into the crack of the sky and was growing.

He saw some strong and strong human beings hiding under the big tree to avoid the killing of the Mozu.

He also saw millions of Terrans and Mozus fighting in the vast wilderness.

In the other side of the sky, the eight strong hands of the sky are fighting. That is the two saints, they look like the same.

He was a spirit, suddenly remembered what he had just forgotten, and remembered something longer.

He is a witch, a witch king of the barbarian southern barbarian, and he has commanded a powerful soldier named Wu Niu.

He is also Yang Kai, the owner of the Lingxiao Palace in the Northern Territory of the Stars.

Especially in the latter identity, he didn't know when he had forgotten everything. When he first came to the world, he would remember from time to time, remembering that he was just a passer-by to the world. The secret is just an experience. However, with the outbreak of the two races, he became more and more vague about this identity. Instead, he gradually adapted to the identity of the witch, and finally completely forgot the name of Yang Kai.

I just dragged a demon saint to launch a suicide attack on the big demon, to follow the example of the evergreen tree.

If he remembers that he is the identity of Yang Kai, he will never be so reckless and impulsive. After all, this is just a secret, and all of this may be just an illusion.

If you look at this matter as a barbarian witch, it seems normal again.

Wu Niu will definitely make that choice. Any barbarian will not hesitate to make such a choice. Even if he will die, as long as there is a chance of success, death is valuable.

The only thing he can't understand now is, what is this all about? Is everything here an illusion, is it really dead?

“Is it amazing?” A voice suddenly came from behind.

Yang opened a shock and didn't even think that someone else was here, but he didn't turn around immediately because he heard who the master of the voice was.

He stood in the void and pointed his finger down: "Is this all true or false?"

"It's true, it's fake!" A petite figure slowly walked over to him and stood still. Meijing stared at the bottom and watched with Yang Kai.

Yang opened her head and looked at her, curiously: "Solve!"

"There is a fake in the real, there is truth in the fake." The woman blinked at him and looked a little playful. This is the expression she never showed up, let Yang open a look.

Yang Kai continued to look at her and said nothing.

The woman said: "This battle is true. There was such a bi-combat battle in the ancient times. It was not much different from what you saw before, but it was bigger."

Yang Kai frowned: "What about the witch?"

"It is precisely because there are countless witches in the battle. This land is preserved, and the Mozu will be forced to retreat!"

Yang Kai said: "I saw that the witches I experienced are just a microcosm?"

"Exactly!"

Yang Kaidao: "I understand. Everything I have experienced is just an illusion, but this illusion is not an empty fantasy, but something that happened in ancient times."

And this illusion lasts a little longer, for two years.

However, Yang Kai believes that the war in ancient times. It can never end in just two years, maybe twenty years, or maybe two hundred years, but the epitome that he saw shortened the time.

"Yes, so congratulations on your contribution to this battle." The woman grinned and smiled.

Yang Kailu smiled and said: "I am already dead, but there is nothing to congratulate."

"Just in this world, you are still alive." The woman smiled slightly.

Yang Kai shook his head and said: "I want to see the final result of this battle."

The woman gently daggers, stretches out a hand and caresses in the void, the next moment. Yang Kai seems to be transformed into a god, and the thoughts are everywhere. Everything below is clear and clear.

First, the two-boundary passage, the blow that was made by the big demon gods, after destroying the resistance of the magical Saint Modo and the witch, continued to push down.

However, the sacrifices of Modo and Wu Niu were not ineffective. The huge palms broke through a hole, and a large amount of magical gas was released from the air. It was absorbed by the surrounding voids, and the power of the giant palm was greatly reduced. And with the fall of the giant palm, the power is getting smaller and smaller.

Eventually, when the giant palm was bombarded in the canopy, the earthquake struck.

The huge canopy was suddenly short. Countless broken branches and fallen leaves, numerous towering cracks appear in the towering trunks, as if they could fall down at any time.

However, the evergreen tree was only shaken for a while, and then it was stabilized again. The green light bloomed from every leaf and every branch of the evergreen tree. Amazing life bursts out.

The canopy that has already explored the two passages has soared, it seems to have suddenly revived the new spring, and the cracks in the air have been blocked.

Then, countless green light flew toward the sky like a firefly, and disappeared into the blocked road.

The border was quickly filled with green mans.

The essence of the life of the Evergreen Tree, which has been condensed for tens of thousands of years, has shrunk rapidly, and all the power of life has turned into green light to block the boundary.

When the boundary was completely flooded with countless green lights, the long tree suddenly shook and the side branches fell, leaving only a bare trunk.

The boundary gradually shrinks under the inexplicable power, and eventually collapses and disappears.

The whole process lasted for a long time, and after the disappearance of the boundary, the evergreen tree seemed to have lost its vitality, and the trunk of the sky was turned into powder and fluttered in the wind.

The Evergreen Tree is a body, and the boundary is finally sealed.

When I saw this scene, all the barbarians gave a pleasant cheer, and the demon who was fighting the barbarians was like a death test.

Losing the connection with the demon domain, down to the miscellaneous soldiers, up to the devil, seems to have been greatly affected, and the strength has been greatly reduced, and can no longer be fully played.

The barbarian fought back and killed countless enemies.

And the battle of the saints, which has been deadlocked, has finally changed.

The four devils are gradually not opponents. They are fleeing under the chasing of the witches. After half a day, two devils are killed on the spot. The other two devils know that the trend has gone, one left and one right. Start to escape.

The sorcerers chased each other.

The devils are all dead and fleeing, the demons below are even more unable to do things, the war is over, and the rest is just to clean the battlefield.

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