National Awakening: My Damage Is As High As 100,000,000 Points

"Crazy, completely crazy, how dare they?" Xian Qi was shocked with a cold expression.

When the ancient creator named Zhou Yi as strong several times, and when Zhou Yi played super damage.

Unexpectedly, countless people attacked Zhou Yi.

It's no longer enough to describe them as daring.

Is the temptation of the divine skill of creation so great?

Zhou Yi sighed, stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers, and afterward, countless dark thorns tore the black panther's skin.

Not just a black panther, a foreign professional, Zhou Yi planted hundreds of death seeds in just a split second, and started to spread infinitely.

The thorns of death bloomed, tearing apart the bodies of professionals and draining their souls.

Just a few breaths.

Tens of thousands of professionals have already been killed, but the death has not stopped.

It's not that Zhou Yi is cruel.

The seed of death will only bloom inside the stage of sentient beings, and will not attack enemies outside the range.

However, people have been breaking into here.

"Pack up your things, we should go."

Zhou Yi turned his head away.

But seeing that Long Chen was already ready, looking at him quietly, seeing Zhou Yi turning his head, Long Chen calmly asked: Can we leave?"

"certainly."

Finish this sentence.

With a wave of Zhou Yi's hand, the Japanese disappeared instantly.

Xianqileng and Qingyou looked at each other, and they disappeared into the air together.

The rest is federation.

The federal professionals didn't rush up, but turned around and ran away.

honestly.

Zhou Yi is the guardian of the federation.

People like them naturally want to understand their own taboos, which is not something that can be resisted when there are too many people.

The Seed of Death even has a record of massacring cities and destroying armies.

Great reputation.

Only a fool would dare to snatch something from his hands.

"Hahaha, ugly, really ugly."

The thorns of death devoured life and brought countless desperate wailings.

But no one can leave.

As long as the seeds are planted, the transformed super monsters like Princess Chenchen will only perish, let alone ordinary professionals like them.

"No, I was wrong, please, let me go."

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts, help, my father is the master of Youtian, a super expert at level 210.

"Forgive me, I'll let you spare my life, are you fucking deaf?"

It's strange to say that even in this situation, there are still people threatening Zhou Yi with bold words.

Unfortunately, Zhou Yi could no longer hear him.

He released the skill, as long as there is no one in that area, the skill will naturally dissipate.

He's gone anyway. There should be no idiots who will continue to die, right?

However, the act of sending to death did not stop, but continued, and became more and more crazy.

Because in their eyes, Zhou Yi was still standing where he was, and those eyes were still on the ground.

And Zhou Yi tried several times to subdue him, but failed.

The treasure is still there, and they still have a chance.

But in fact, Zhou Yi left a long time ago, and it was the ancient Creator who created a real illusion.

The ancient Creator stood in the distance, mocking indifferently:

"Hehe, did you see? This is the world you love, you love the world, but who will love you?

So, you died, on a midsummer night, when the stars were shining.

It was the greedy professionals who killed you.

So, I am crazy, but I am also stronger, I want to create a world with you.

Use the fallen souls of these countless worlds to restart the other Fang universe!"

In the end, the face of the ancient Creator has become extremely ferocious, with extreme madness, looking like a ghost in the abyss of hell.

Looking at those professionals who were dying, his eyes were filled with deep greed.

It's like looking at a peerless treasure.

From the beginning to the end, what he wanted was the soul, and Zhou Yi was just an accident.

And these souls are not chosen randomly.

He had chosen them long ago, and gathered them here at this special time, at this special place, with the purpose of killing them together.

Of course, there are still some who are not chosen.

Just think of it as an addition.

"Oh, after all, few escaped." Qingyou sighed.

She sensed something was wrong.

But it couldn't be saved.

"No way, this place should be a trap set by the old man. If he doesn't let him go, no one will be able to leave except Zhou Yi." Xianqi smiled wryly.

Qingyou had a strange expression: "Why do you think so highly of Zhou Yi?"

Xianqi said coldly: "Because, he is the master of death, he has an immortal body, the true meaning of immortality, if you want to kill him, unless the ancient creator comes in person.

In fact, every pillar, every master of the divine skill of creation is very difficult to kill.

Otherwise, why do you think the nephalem have survived until now? With your husband's personality, if you could kill him, he would definitely not survive the next day.

Qingyou nodded.

The fact is true, Zhou Yi will never let a danger hang around outside, if he can clear it, he will definitely clear it as soon as possible.

……ask for flowers…

"However, I'm more concerned about another thing. Why did the ancient creator give Zhou Yi the seventh divine skill of creation? That's not an ordinary thing.

Even for the ancient Creator, it is not easy to create a divine skill of creation.

Judging from the past situation, there may be a big hole in it.

Xianqi Leng suddenly felt his head grow bigger.

She is a repairer, and her duty is to protect and repair the dawn, but who would have thought that it was its creator who wanted to destroy the dawn?

how to fight

But the last task she received was to protect Shuguang, and it was an order personally issued by the ancient creator and the emperor in the early days, so even if the other party was the ancient creator, she still had to fight.

Speaking of which, Xianqi Leng didn't expect it either.

The last thing he wanted to hit was the person who gave him orders.

"But we have no choice, don't we?" Qingyou smiled wryly.

Strictly speaking, they are not qualified to face the ancient creator at all, even if they are facing an incarnation, they have no power to resist.

The gap is too big.

Bigger than the gap between heaven and earth.

"The only fortunate thing is that Zhou Yi's reincarnation was not the handiwork of the ancient creator, and we still have a chance.

Xianqi frowned coldly.

In fact, even in the face of the ancient Creator, she is not without the power to fight. The original gods of the beginning of the year were full of firepower, and they may not be unable to kill the ancient Creator.

Especially after getting that thing.

But... forget it, forget it.

Can't think, can't see, let alone remember.

Over here, Zhou Yi looked at Long Chen with a solemn expression.

Long Chen grabbed a pair of eyes, almost crying.

"What, you don't want it?"

This is the divine skill of creation in ancient times, something that countless people dream of, but he doesn't want it.

"Why?" the dancing girl wondered.

This is the most precious treasure, even if it is the former royal princess, the princes will be crazy about it.

"Then ask her why she is shaking." Zhou Yi looked at Long Chen quietly.

Long Chen fell silent.

why?

Didn't she see the ancient Creator running out of Zhou Yi's eyes with her own eyes?

It's scary.

This is Zhou Yi, if it were someone else, I am afraid that Shendu would be frightened and collapse.

"So throw it away, there is no back-up, I don't believe it."

Zhou Yi shook his head.

He already felt the monstrous malice, which entered in his eyes. .