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A loud roaring sound came from the sky, and the Nemesis was falling from the sky with an irresistible force.

Su Heng squinted his eyes, spread his fingers, and reached forward.

Made an upward lifting motion.

The Path of All Things Returning to Oneness was released again, and a huge black sun circle appeared behind Su Heng.

But the gravitational force turned into a repulsive force, and the crimson gravitational tentacles wrapped around the burning belly of the Ark, helping it resist the acceleration caused by the planet's gravity.

This is not done out of pity.

The Nemesis is a behemoth more than twenty kilometers long.

The hull is made of hard and heavy dead iron, using the core of the dying planet as its energy source.

The total weight is hundreds of millions of tons.

If it were to accelerate and fall from outer space without any reservation.

The destructive power it produces is even less than that of the meteorite that caused mass extinction of species in the past.

It is also enough to cause permanent changes to the environment of the entire continent for millions of years. This is not a scene Su Heng wants to see.

As for the second reason.

The Nemesis is the technological crystallization of the Demonic Dynasty.

It contains a large amount of resources and precious technology, and the value of these things is immeasurable.

If it could fall into Su Heng's hands, it would be like a giant gold mine. As long as you spend time, you can continuously dig out some useful things from it.

There was a crunching sound.

Su Heng raised his hands upwards, and his center of gravity sank slightly.

The ground beneath his feet, which had been squeezed hundreds of times, cracked again, causing Su Heng's mountain-like dark body to sway slightly.

It is not too difficult to use the Dao to pull the Nemesis from the sky. However, it was a challenging endeavor for Su Heng to reverse his own power and barely retain the Nemesis. Invisible force acted on Su Heng's shoulders, making him feel like he couldn't breathe.

Su Heng first changed the posture of the Nemesis from falling to gliding.

Then hold the gravitational tentacles upward.

As Su Heng exerted his strength, the falling speed of the Nemesis slowed down visibly to the naked eye.

But it was still extremely violent. When its huge body passed through the thick clouds, it caused such a huge air flow that it created a negative pressure phenomenon. The torn clouds rotated to fill the gaps, and the huge thunder extended for a long distance. When it fell to the ground, it was still enough to make the small stones hang in the air.

As the battleship bathed in orange fire and passed through the clouds and stratosphere, countless miniature storms appeared in the turbid oil-painted sky.

The Nemesis left a burning streak in the clouded sky.

Large pieces of metal burned, raining down from the sky like raindrops in a razor-sharp storm.

This picture.

Like the legendary fallen phoenix.

It burst out from the bottom of the turbid clouds and burned above the towering Dome Wing Mountains.

The burning shadow of the Nemesis passes over towering mountains, dilapidated ruins, and desolate plains. The Qiongyi Mountains are located in Linjiang, where the former King Beiyue fell, and where a mythical battlefield is located. When Su Heng first studied genetic samples, it was outside that mythical battlefield, and now it has become the burial ground of the Nemesis.

As the ground got closer, the sharp teeth of the peak lifted upwards, scraping against the bottom deck of the battleship.

The towering mountain peaks had suffered heavy damage in the World Lord-level battle, and were now completely flattened. However, the Nemesis was also severely damaged in the violent collision and friction. In her abdomen, a crack several kilometers long was ruthlessly torn open, and the contents inside turned into burning debris. Tens of millions of tons of steel washed away at the ground below, forming a long river of burning metal like purgatory.

Finally, the Nemesis anchored on the vast blackened plain.

There was once a fertile wonderland there, but it has been destroyed by continuous destruction.

In the distance were the ruins of the city, the ground was pitch black, the sky was burning, streaks of crimson thunder fell from the sky, smoke filled the air, mixed with countless metal debris. The roar was endless. Gradually, some hatches on the Nemesis that had not been completely melted and blocked were opened. The remaining demon warriors had despair and solemnity on their faces, and with the determination to die, they emerged from the dark red shadows. Came out of it...

"call!"

Su Heng let out a long breath.

Even with the Sun Furnace as the energy core, his strong body would inevitably feel a little tired due to such violent output. Some muscles in the body were torn apart under the tremendous pressure. A large amount of waste heat accumulated in the body and was not released in time, causing Su Heng's originally pitch-black armor to turn into a dangerous dark red, and the surrounding air was distorted, rising upward like a substantial thick black smoke.

In such an environment, only a pair of dark golden pupils with eternal majesty are still clearly visible.

Incomparable will, like pouring mercury, flowed out of Su Heng's body.

Ji Huaxi had basically resumed her actions at this time. She managed to get up and stared blankly at what was happening in front of her. Lishui City was originally built on rolling hills, surrounded by mountains and rivers. But now the mountains have disappeared, leaving only a bare, sunken basin filled with magma from deep within the Earth's crust.

And everything was created by Su Heng.

Such terrifying destructive power.

Ji Huaxi felt as if there were electric currents running up along his spine, and his cheeks were hot. His mind was blank, and he couldn't say anything for a while.

"Amitabha!" Panbala's face was flattering, "My Lord's power is really immeasurable, and it's no problem to pick stars and change the moon. But there are still some remnants of the demons, I don't know what my Lord plans to do?"

Looking in the direction of Panbala's finger, you can see the burning sky, in the dark smoke like a tornado.

Silver-white streams of light, just like water droplets, spread in all directions.

At a glance.

There are thousands of these tiny water droplets.

Su Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, even without using mental power.

Just relying on his powerful eyesight, he can clearly see that those silver-white water droplets are actually streamlined escape pods, and the overall shape looks very sci-fi style. At the last moment of the crash of the Nemesis, the crew left the hope of escape to those young and energetic tribesmen.

In the face of life and death crisis, they were able to give up the only remaining hope.

It must be said.

In terms of war potential alone.

The race of demons is indeed extraordinary.

But the more so, the easier it is to be exterminated.

"Snap!"

Su Heng raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

A long and narrow crimson crack appeared behind him, and Li Hongxiu walked out of it with a cold face.

"Master!" She hugged her hands and hung beside Su Heng.

Su Heng pointed to the silver light spots falling in front and said, "Those things are left to you to deal with. Be sure to clean them all up. There is no need to keep them alive."

Li Hongxiu looked in the direction of Su Heng's finger.

With the blessing of Lingxu Daomu, although there was only a projection here, Li Hongxiu's mental power was also very strong.

She already knew what had just happened, and her eyes were stern at this time, and she answered decisively, "I understand!"

Li Hongxiu turned and left.

The rift did not close, and soon the huge projection of Lingxu Daomu appeared on the other side of the sky.

Then a large number of flying dragons flapped their wings and flew over from the sky. Strange insects and demons emerged in an endless stream, forming a tide. In addition, there were demon cultivators and dragon guards, among whom there were many powerful people in the realm of the king. These people practiced in the blood world, comprehended the skills left by Su Heng, and traded practice resources, which was also a huge burden for the blood world.

Referring to the opinions given by Su Heng, during the period when the latter was in seclusion.

Li Hongxiu had already formulated a detailed reward and punishment merit system in the blood world. If you want to obtain practice resources, you must use merit to exchange. And merit requires going to Changshengtian to collect materials, or hunting some powerful demons to complete the task, which is extremely risky.

And now.

You only need to hunt some young demon descendants with low strength.

You can exchange a lot of resources from Li Hongxiu for practice, and the interest of these cultivators was ignited.

At this time, they fought desperately, surrounded like a pack of wolves hunting, and in the blink of an eye, they saw orange sparks blooming in the sky.

Those young demons didn't escape far before their heads were chopped off one after another as trophies.

Su Heng's face was neither sad nor happy, he just glanced and retracted his gaze.

In the wasteland in front of him.

Seven or eight powerful auras were rushing over.

These were the only remaining realm masters of the demons, and they were all gathered together at this time.

Su Heng didn't care about the little fights of those young demons, but these realm masters were undoubtedly big fish.

At the moment when the Goddess of Vengeance crashed, it had been forcibly locked by Su Heng's mental power. If it was before, some special means could be used to cover up the aura. But now Su Heng's mental power has further increased, coupled with the powerful attraction of the path of all things returning to one. Once these people are locked, there is no possibility of escape.

They obviously realized this.

At this time, fighting to the death may create some opportunities for their own tribe.

At this point, there is nothing more sad than heartbreak.

There is nothing to say anymore. Both sides only have hatred left, which does not need words to express. War is imminent.

"I admire your determination, but unfortunately, determination cannot save anything." Su Heng spoke calmly, looking up, and golden light fell from the sky. In the dark clouds, a demon warrior with long golden hair, wings on his back, burly, handsome to the point of being indistinguishable between men and women, swooped down with a sword in both hands, with a moving anger on his face.

Boom!

Su Heng raised his hand and pointed.

A golden beam of light burst out and enveloped it.

The latter turned into a black silhouette, layer by layer, like confetti ignited by fire, and disappeared in an instant.

This is the magic dragon in its prime, a long-tested destructive power, but it was killed instantly after just one encounter, and Su Heng had a nonchalant expression from beginning to end.

Bang!

Another warrior with a burly body and muscles like rocks jumped high and punched down.

He roared wildly, his hair and beard were fluttering, and a huge platinum shadow appeared behind him.

Su Heng also raised his hand and punched, and the two collided.

With a muffled sound of "Puff!", the platinum statue that was originally solid to the extreme was instantly destroyed and torn by the violent airflow, and the ground in front of it was cracked layer by layer, forming a huge gully tens of thousands of meters long and hundreds of meters wide. Su Heng slowly retracted his arm, and the warrior in front of him was solidified in the void, with blood oozing from his facial features.

His eyes were dull, his mouth kept opening and closing, making a clicking sound, like a broken puppet.

After a few breaths.

Under Su Heng's cold gaze, the latter's body exploded.

Like a gorgeous firework, a large piece of blood rain flew.

"Too weak, killing you so easily is no different from stepping on an ant on the road. You are both in the realm of the master, but you are two realms behind Ryan." Su Heng grinned and his body shook. As a large amount of thick smoke gushed out from the cracks in the scales, his body gradually shrank, and his breath was rapidly decreasing.

But in a moment, he returned to his height of 3.6 meters, his upper body naked, with clear muscle curves, like a rock sculpture, and the trapezius muscles on both sides of his neck bulged high, like an iron tower standing on the scarlet burning ground.

Including Argus, the remaining few demon realm masters showed surprised expressions on their faces.

I don't know what medicine this monster sells in the gourd.

Crack!

He shook his head and jumped on the spot.

A crisp sound came from his body.

"Crushing a stink bug on the ground will not bring me any sense of accomplishment, except that it makes me feel sick. I will give you a chance, one-tenth of my strength, pure violence. If you can defeat me, I will let your people live."

Su Heng hooked his finger and showed a cruel smile on his face, "But you have to be quick. Every minute and every second, your people are being slaughtered. If you don't want your last hope to be killed, then let me see your limits!"

"You!"

A demon with horns on his head, thick on the top and thin on the bottom, like an upright bull, had a red face.

A large amount of white smoke came out of his nostrils, and his teeth were clenched because of anger.

Boom!

The ground under his feet exploded violently.

At the moment when the smoke and dust scattered, the muscular body suddenly turned into a straight black line, and hit Su Heng's chest heavily like a mad bull. A narrow gully immediately split open under his feet, and the roar was endless. He roared, constantly exerting force, and pushed Su Heng forward with all his strength, hitting him hard against a molten mountain in the distance.

"Monster, what do you think of human life! Are our people your toys!"

The molten mountain exploded with a deafening sound, in the smoke and dust. His face was ferocious, and his knees hit Su Heng's chest one after another with all his strength.

Swish!

A black iron chain fell from the sky and wrapped around Su Heng's thick neck.

A slim demon girl wearing a leather jacket fell from the sky, her long legs hovering around Su Heng, while tightening her body, she used her elbow to hit Su Heng's forehead hard, hitting his vitals hard.

Su Heng stood up and wanted to struggle, but the other two demons also quickly stepped forward, tightened the chain, and trapped Su Heng's hands tightly.

Argus held a sharp blade in each of his four arms and appeared silently behind Su Heng.

Like a spider on the hunt, he stabbed silently at Su Heng's chest and abdomen.

On a scorched ground.

The few remaining demon world masters surrounded Su Heng, each of them gnashing their teeth, with an indescribable strong resentment on their faces, wanting to eat him alive and tear his tendons and bones apart. They used all means, burned their lives, and poured the most violent anger in their lives on Su Heng. Each attack was enough to split mountains and burn seas, and at this time it was like a torrential rain.

But the most desperate thing was that no matter how they attacked, Su Heng's breath did not decrease at all, but the roaring laughter became more rampant.

"Not enough, not enough! Is this all you can do? You really disappoint me!"

"Boom!"

As a column of fire shot up into the sky, a violent explosion came.

Su Heng detonated the extremely strong force, and the two demon descendants who were close to Su Heng were blown to pieces on the spot. Feeling the rapidly rising temperature around him, the sense of crisis came over him, and the two demon descendants holding the chain were all alive, wanting to get away. But it was too late. Su Heng flipped his hands and exerted force violently, and the iron chain tightened, pulling the two people back again.

Crack!

Two crisp sounds came almost at the same time.

He stretched out his arms, and the huge hands that covered the sky crushed the heads of the two people.

The blood fountain rushed up to the sky and sprinkled Su Heng all over his body. The scarlet blood flowed along the ridges of the muscles on his chin, neck, and chest, and the originally black and messy hair also condensed together. Su Heng stepped forward step by step. In Argus's turbid eyes, the huge shadow, the indescribable spirit, and the scarlet burning world... At this moment, Su Heng was no different from the legendary demon, and even better.

He gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the ground, but two stinging pains came from his lower body. Su Heng raised his leg and crushed Argus's knee.

Argus raised his hands and crawled, struggling to reach out to grab the blade in front of him.

Swish!

Then there were two more dazzling white lights.

All four of Argus's arms were chopped off, and he lay in a pool of blood like a mirror.

Boom!

Thunder came, and raindrops fell.

Argus's eyes were empty, staring blankly at the thousands of raindrops stretching and falling into his own world. There were rustling sounds everywhere around him, and he imagined himself lying on the soft grass, looking at the sky, and falling.

"Ah, you can't run away from me now." Su Heng sneered, stepped on his abdomen, and slowly applied force.

Looking at the burning red blood gushing out from the wounds and broken limbs, mixed with the rain.

Puff!

He crushed half of Argus's body.

Then he bent down and strangled his neck, lifting him up like garbage.

He planned to make the final end and take his life.

At this time, Argus was already conscious, his eyes were empty, and there was no sadness or pain on his face that was rotten due to radiation, only a little doubt.

"Why?"

"Why?" Su Heng stopped his movements and asked with interest, with a smile on his face.

For him, feeling a powerful life slowly passing away in his hands, the charm is more lingering than tasting sweet wine.

"We are leaving, why do we have to kill them all." Argus looked up at the dark sky, his voice soft.

"It's very simple, this world is ours, and there is only destruction and war in our world." Su Heng replied calmly, and then crushed his neck.

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