Marvel – Immortal Path

"This Ancient One sorcerer, chatting and laughing, slamming Fang Qiu, casually propelled the entire continent and the world into the flames of war. He caused 90 million casualties in one breath, but his hands were never bloody. .

On the thick and black of the means, the depth of the city, the determination of perseverance, and the very ruthless of temperament, it is truly unprecedented in a thousand years."

Li Ang praised the festival: "It is so called. , Killing one is a sin, but slaughtering a man is a male. If you slaughter nine million, you are a male.

Ancient One sorcerer Although your appearance is different from ordinary people, your hair style is arrogant and weird, but it is enough to be The majestic hero called dominating the world."

Li Ang said this passage in Chinese, but everyone present was either a long lifespan Blood Race or a major ** who had lived for a century. Even if he is one of the few ministers of mankind, he is a high-ranking man who has received a rigorous elite education, and he can barely understand him.

"This is a necessary sacrifice."

Ancient One pressed his lips tightly, and said hoarsely: "You can't imagine the power of that god, his a single thought is enough to reverse In the mountains, one wave is enough to set off the vast ocean. Even if the sorcerer of the whole world is connected together, it can't stop his invasion."

She smiled tragically, and her face suddenly became haggard and bitter, "only Relying on sacrifices, constant and cruel sacrifices, and casting a city wall with Death, can we get a little chance of struggling on whilst at death's door."

The scene was a bit oppressive for a while, Humphrey A Sir Pubil suddenly thought of something, and said to the Ancient One sorcerer in astonishment: "Wait, sacrifice? Death?

Could it be that the refugee riots in the Middle East a few months ago are also related to you?"

"Yo, congratulations on learning to think independently." Li Ang turned around and curled one's lip playfully, "The refugee riots in the Middle East, and today, on the surface, those who have mastered the "Length The Yan Jing and the activists who initiated Dafa are probably also related to Ancient One sorcerer."

Everyone turned their attention to the major, the short and fat man with three to seven points of blond hair, gloomy face, said solemnly: "At the beginning of World War II, the Führer instructed Himmler to collect antiquities related to Aryan culture throughout the world.

What shroud Jesus used, the ark of the covenant, and the rod of Moses , Dead Sea documents and the like.

Among them, the exploratory team dispatched to Tibet brought a batch of Aryan’s sacred relic back to Berlin."

The major fell into In the memory, his face became harder to look like, "The scientist team of the German 3rd Empire once used a sacred relic called the'Ghost Statue Mask' from Tibet to create an undying Legion.

Although the experiment of undying Legion failed, the Ghost Statue mask and related research results were still obtained by our final battlelion.

Finally, on the basis of the Ghost Statue mask, we again Imitated the first ceremony of the European Blood Race and created the current man-made Blood Race soldiers..."

After all, the major looked gloomy towards After the Ancient One sorcerer, his hands behind his back trembled slightly because of anger-until this moment, he realized that the 3rd Empire he was proud of was actually the plaything in the palm of Ancient One.

"hehe, an Ancient One sorcerer with a background of Secret Sect inheritance, deliberately passed the Secret Sect cultivation method to **Germany during World War II, in order to further expand the scale of the war and increase the number of casualties. "

Li Ang laughed and said: "I'm afraid Ancient One sorcerer, you closed the door tonight, and the reason why you didn't do anything to stop the ** is also the same-the large-scale death of the people of London can also break the Earth barrier. For the sorcerer to absorb the energy of Dark Dimension."

Ancient One sorcerer was silent for a moment, then indifferently smiled, and replied in Chinese: "I have seen through the thousand years of benevolence and justice, but let this life succeed. The good name is not loved. Love notoriety, and kill millions of people without punishment.

What is the difference between what I have done and the road of killing that you admire?"

Li Ang's mouth raised a trace of contempt With a smile, just about to refute, the Ancient One sorcerer flicked the yellow robe, revealing an array of green rings from the cuffs.

"Get up."

Ancient One sorcerer spit out a word indifferently, and the bluffing palm suddenly rotated.

I saw the formation diagram of the green ring trembling endlessly, and there were cobweb cracks in the surrounding space.

The basement began to fold quickly, the gaps in the walls shrank inward, and the floor sags downwards. There is no place to stay in between.

The Blood Race guards who suffered a sudden attack roared angrily, but before they released blood energy, the contraction effect spreading in the basement had already acted on their bodies.

Fold, fold, everything in the basement is continuously folded.

Sir Humphrey Applebill was horrified to find that the "Cracking Cracking" of the own toe bones were bent backwards, and the palms of the fingers were close to each other, shrunk like chicken feet.

On his facial skin, the facial folds dedicated to the elderly have further expanded, like a high slope of loess covered with thousands of gullies, and eventually the entire face collapsed and fell, softly slumping on the neck. .

As the skin fell, Sir Apple's flesh and blood face was exposed to the air, and the absolute pain made him howl miserably, but his breath full of breath was quickly interrupted. ——His throat has also been folded together.

After a few breaths, many Blood Races have been folded into square squares. You must move forward to carefully observe the appearance of the human cast squares to be able to distinguish which are the arms and legs. And internal organs...

All Blood Races were immediately destroyed by the space magic of Ancient One sorcerer.

Moreover, what they have to bear is only the aftermath of spell, and Li Ang is the real target of space magic.

The ground under his feet continued to collapse, and a very strong suction caught his feet, making him unable to break free.

"Interesting." Li Ang lowered his head, looked at the shrinking ground under his feet, and gave a comment.

The space magic used by Ancient One still has the characteristics of Secret Sect. The originally dark and narrow basement suddenly became bright and translucent, and countless space fragments glowing with light, warm and light were put together tightly on the first floor. Connected to one floor, one floor to another, although the space is shrinking, naked eye's sense of sight to the basement is vast and vast, which sets off the insignificance of people even more, making ordinary people want to be hard to describe Sense of pilgrimage.

Great Ascension The Nineteenth Book of Righteousness says: Those who speak of Buddha Country are the place to capture people, the eye is the country, and the Buddha is distinguished by the country, hence the name Buddha Country.

"Buddha Kingdom in the Palm? Interesting."

Li Ang slightly smiled, since you can't get rid of it, then all will be broken.

He raised his leg and stomped down.

Only heard the thunder crashing, the ten thousand zhang thunder blessed by the turning of the magnetic field, like a dragon-like swimming into the ground, the Buddha Kingdom in the Palm collapsed suddenly, and countless space fragments were scattered.

Li Ang is windy and light, shaking his sleeves, stepping forward like a ghost-like body, blasting the head of Ancient One with a random palm.

This move is just a test, but when the palm of his hand is really touching the forehead of Ancient One, Li Ang vaguely finds something wrong.

The other party did not even resist at all, and even the mana was not gathered-it was like a sincere death.

Cracking!

Li Ang palm force stretches out and hits the head of Ancient One, and the neck breaks instantly! Plasma Meat Mo is flying!

The head of Ancient One was blown up easily, and a slightly invisible green light flashed on the wrist of the headless corpse that had fallen down.

"What's going on..." Li Ang watched all this happen in amazement. The victory came so suddenly, even he was a little at a loss.

He stared at the slumped headless corpse of Ancient One, but his lips kept opening and closing involuntarily, "...what's going on."

Time It began to go backwards.

In the first second, Li Ang repeats what oneself just said in reverse.

In the second second, the headless corpse on the ground suddenly stood up, the blood on the ground and the skeleton returned to its original position, and the head of Ancient One was pieced together in reverse.

In the third second, Li Ang closed his fist and kept backing away.

In the fourth second, Li Ang returned to the center of space magic and gave an evaluation of "the palm of the national Buddha".

In the fifth second, the Blood Race elites who had been turned into flesh and blood cubes turned back into human forms.

In the sixth second, an invisible green light flashed on Ancient One sorcerer's wrist.

Finally, the time backtracking stopped, and the basement returned to its original state.

Space has never shrunk, Blood Race has never died, and Ancient One is still alive.

The bald female sorcerer was silent for a moment, then indifferently smiled, and replied in Chinese: "I have seen through thousands of years of benevolence and justice, but let this life be heroic. A good name does not love stigma and kills millions of hearts. No punishment.

What is the difference between what I did and the avenue of killing that you admire?"

Li Ang raised a scornful smile at the corner of his mouth, just about to refute , But couldn't help standing in a daze.

"Wait, did all this happen..."