The Riddler Get Out of Terra

As the light gun gradually increased its power, the vigorous energy reaction sublimated the entire material of the abyss. The gray dark curtain should have risen like volcanic ash and enveloped a thousand miles around, but it returned to more delicate particles under the crushing of the light gun.

But... nothing happened in the abyss, no screams, no dodges, no screams of spiritual interweaving to resist destruction, and no use of powers. Everything was like the orange cat's suspicion attack, and the old beast had already taken the opportunity to drag the broken body with him. body left, trying to find a way to survive.

Maybe it's parasitic in the bodies of other living creatures, maybe it's to awaken the remaining self entrenched in the power centers of other age fragments, or maybe... it's just hiding somewhere where Hao Zhao can't find it, waiting to die?

Hao Zhao laughed at the nothingness in front of him, turning the earth into a halo of light under the daylight!

The light gun expanded, and the abyss fell into silence. Then, an unpleasant shattering sound suddenly sounded!

Roar--!

The sound of the wind is as fierce as thunder and fire, and the saliva flows from the huge mouth!

Almost immediately after the sound of breaking

In an instant, dozens of strangely armored heads stretched out from under the ground where Hao Zhao stood, their sharp teeth reflecting the light, and their sharp tongues looking like blood!

There was no yelling, no roaring, no lines, but Hao Zhao had seen all of the lines in the dim eyes of every head of the Sui Beast:

Kill you! ! !

boom--!

The power of the halo in the sky continues to increase, and the huge body of the giant beast buried deep in the earth circles and dodges like an angry dragon.

The incarnation of the dead dragon manipulated the connection points between the two bodies and repeatedly moved around in an attempt to avoid the killing blow from the sky, but with little success. He could only watch the body gradually disappear into nothingness under the projection of the light gun.

There are no signs of resistance such as scales being burnt black → withered limbs turning to ashes → ashes scattered!

His straight back sank, and he couldn't help but sway. Hao Zhao, who wanted to kick the old beast hard and then hit the orange cat killing punch from high in the air for this indomitable immortal, had to be temporarily trapped in the original position. land--

There is no doubt that Sui Shou has made up his mind, or in other words, has broken the boat, and does not intend to make any indirect plans with twists and turns.

It wants to kill Hao Zhao here and seize the coveted glory from this immature successor!

Boom-!

The beast roared with astonishing noise, and a violent thunder roar sounded from the ground!

Hao Zhao directly exploded the power of the magnetic field covering his body, and was surrounded by a larger and more magnetic field around him and escaped from the beast's mouth with a coil ejection method!

Amidst the harsh friction sound, the orange cat escaped from the deadlock and stared coldly at the unyielding Sui Beast. He moved his right hand flatly to the left and right, and a cold crescent-like residual light appeared in front of him.

The left arm was raised and lowered accordingly, and the cross knife composed of bright white light was blocked in front of him.

"go--!"

Chapter 325 Winner

The end of the battle is always quick and short. It may be a sword and halberd swung at the critical moment, it may be a life-threatening thrust in a fleeting opportunity, or it may be a stray bullet that no one notices in the chaos. Let a bloody battle end immediately.

Of course, the battle between Hao Zhao and Sui Beast would not have such an unexpected and reasonable ending. The confrontation between the Orange Cat God of War and the powerful beast almost destroyed the entire mobile city in just the aftermath. The Great Yan army faced them and fought against each other. The natural disaster caused by it will probably make even the resistance to death.

Hiding in the distance like Jingzhe and unable to see clearly the dazzling light caused by the fight is the most likely way for ordinary people to watch such an extreme battle.

The battle finally comes to an end.

The dying beast desperately twists its limbs to use its power to avoid the shining cross sword. It exists like a dream for a while, as if it is just an illusory but colorful dream, and for a while it dulls into black and white, as if it is just a painting. Rugged and strange scenery everywhere.

It tried its best to exert its power, and its body was twisted as if it would turn into a cloud of smoke and disappear into the night in the next moment. Sometimes it would break itself into pieces like a group of snakes, and sometimes it would twist its body in various strange postures, trying to avoid the light blade. locking.

More than a dozen heads were frantically taking advantage of their own advantages. Several of them pulled hard on their bodies in an attempt to find a chance to escape. Their tensed muscles tore the old beast's broad flesh to the point of making a harsh cracking sound. Several of them had no scruples. Continuing to exert his power on Hao Zhao, his spirituality was repeatedly extracted and turned into power derivatives, and he screamed and killed Hao Zhao - but was pulled and shattered by the re-condensed magnetic field protection around the orange cat.

Most of the impacts of spirituality on the material world will be in the same physical way, and a few will be transferred to the spiritual or even metaphysical conceptual level. However, the rotation of the magnetic field will undoubtedly have a strong impact on all forms of attack.

No matter how the Sui Beast struggled and saved itself, and how desperately the True Dragon Fragment connected to it tried to seek medical attention to exert its "flowing" power, the Cross of Light finally reached the Suture Beast in front of Hao Zhao at the last moment. The extremely sharp light blade almost shattered all the vitality of the Sui Beast right in front of its eyes.

When it falls on the target, it is so fast that it is even faster than the eyes or spiritual perception to understand things. In the vision, the cross knife is still far away from the key position where the multi-head connection of the old beast is connected. In the next moment, the majestic giant with scales The beast was decapitated in a splash of blood and water——

It wasn't until the entire cranial cavity was split open and the cross-section of the interior that was cut so clearly that even the spiritually woven veins of flesh and blood could be clearly seen came into Hao Zhao's eyes that he saw the light blade slicing through the neck of the old beast. The beast rose from death and returned to nothingness.

The monster, which was so huge that it could cover the sky and cover the sun when flying in the sky, fell down, and its head that was cleanly cut off fell to the ground blankly, sending out large amounts of smoke and dust. Its sharp teeth flashed in vain in the moonlight, but it never appeared again. May impact in front of the enemy.

Hao Zhao looked at the remains of the body after the glorious cross knife attack, looking for the possibility of the Sui beast escaping from troubled waters, and planned to kill it in time. However, the result of the light blade's attack was like the sun shining, rain falling on the ground and the air flowing - the Sui beast died. Like these most common rules of the material world, the chapter begins.

Ha - ho -

He struggled weakly with breathing sounds like leaking wind. The body without his head was still looking for a way to survive. The cross knife of light projected by Hao Zhao cut through the body faster than the spiritual nerve reflex of the old beast. The giant beast was extremely vital. The body doesn’t even respond!

But its death has become doomed. More than 20 pairs of cold and ruthless vertical pupils like beasts have lost their luster one after another. The feedback of power has become more and more void. A brief bright light flashed in the spiritual plane, and the half-real, half-false, half-white and half-black condensation

The compound floated around Hao Zhao, waiting for Xi to get out of Hao Zhao's spiritual consciousness and get back together.

However, poor Sui Xiang, who worked extremely hard and relied on his spiritual connection with Hao Zhao to live and die together to avoid the resurrection of the Sui Beast, hid in Hao Zhao's mind and trembled, never wanting to come out again:

The devil knows what the Sui Beast will keep in its power. If the centipede insect dies but does not freeze and retains its consciousness in its power, then wouldn't she, Xi Bao, fall into a trap?

stay home!Determined not to go out!

Xi Xiang, who was closely integrated with Hao Zhao, hid deeper in Hao Zhao's body and spiritual consciousness. The resurrection of the beast from her body provided a huge amount of nourishment for the great painter's psychological shadow. At this moment, let alone returning to power, she was Xi Bao was so frightened that he ran into Hao Zhao's body and trembled three times.

It seems that she discovered that A Xi was hiding in Hao Zhao's body and could not survive. The black and white power essence hesitated for a moment and then directly invested in the spiritual map behind Hao Zhao...

boom--!

It was like the first time in the world, and like a painting that had been fake since ancient times. The high mountains and vast sea of ​​clouds imprinted on Hao Zhao's back were given life, and the clouds were actually swimming on the orange cat's body like the evening.

But there are gains and losses. The spirituality of all things in Xi Hua brings [-]% of the "weight". The orange cat carries it with its own spirituality and can't help but sway.

Mysterious and mysterious senses hit him, so the orange cat waved his hand and clenched his fist at the body of the beast and dropped it, and an ink wave flowed down the river, wiping away the last remnant of the enemy who had exhausted all his mechanisms in the spiritual plane. .

"..."

Gently twirling his fingertips, watching as the dripping ink color finally dissipated, Hao Zhao slightly twitched the corners of his mouth, showing no interest in using Xi's power:

It is too soft and too close to spirituality. It may be suitable for Kong Ming to use it, but if Hao Zhao uses it, it will be like a strong man wielding an embroidery needle. The difference between the user and the power is a mess.

"Okay, there's no problem, come out quickly."

The perception can almost be said to be a spiritual condensation that has been cleansed from the inside out. The orange cat was trembling with inspiration and called out Xi who was hiding in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"This, this thing is not certain!"

Xi Bao tremblingly felt the ink that merged into the embroidery, and cautiously moved closer. He swore to Hao Zhao that this thing was unreliable, but he was quite reluctant to put part of his power into the painting for use—— She still quite likes this skill that she was born with. She is even more powerful when painting. What painter wouldn't like it?

Hao Zhao shook his head and laughed. He was about to say something to Xi when he heard a crisp breaking sound from a very far distance. Shi looked around and saw that the illusion composed of Jingzhe's thoughts and the divergent spirituality of a large number of Yanguo people in the Yanguo area was on the verge of being broken. Seeing the ending of the ups and downs but full of secrets, the orange cat's smile disappeared, and the next moment he appeared in front of Jingzhe.

Chapter 326: You have lived in Great Yan for a long time. Is your heart at peace and your mind determined?

"world……"

"The world is going to be broken. This is a normal phenomenon. Although your wish is far away, but because the mastermind behind the scenes - you know who I am referring to - I obediently gave you my body in order to make you immersed in it and unable to extricate yourself. Too many thoughts have been extracted, and now that it is dead, the remaining energy cannot maintain this parallel memory."

"it……"

"It's not the first-generation Flame Emperor himself. He's dead long ago. What remains in front of you is just the monster that occupied his body and tried to return to the world. Maybe the first-generation Flame Emperor will return when he returns, but now he appears in front of you and uses all kinds of deception and harm. The thing trying to invade your body is just a psychic corpse."

"That..."

"If you are referring to the Sui phase that I entered with me, her name is Xi. There was no problem before entering. The resurrection of the Sui beast in her body is a long-term plan and has nothing to do with her. Originally, the Sui beast will be there for a long, long time. Even if your descendants eighteen generations later are born, they may not be able to be reborn at the right time. Perhaps it was due to the mutual hostility between the old beast and the true dragon, or perhaps for another reason, the resurrection of the old beast was advanced."

"I……"

"Your failure to play a role has nothing to do with subjective issues. Like a brainless man, you rushed up to charge at the corpse of the real dragon and the old beast. It did nothing but distract me. You have tried your best, but If your opponent is too strong, what you practice will have little effect."

"then you……"

"I have nothing to do. The way to defeat the True Dragon and the Year Beast is through self-cultivation. The recurrence rate is very low and it will have an extremely serious impact on the spirit and thinking of the practitioners. If it can't be promoted, it won't be promoted - time doesn't matter. There are too many, so I can only make the story short. The communication between us may have been too short, but the matter is urgent and I am truly sorry."

"……thanks."

Jingzhe opened her mouth and could only spit out two insignificant words. She had many things to say and many questions to ask, but Hao Zhao spoke at an alarming speed. The time to turn an idea into a sentence was not over yet. He He had already guessed every question and every mental activity of the Qilin agent.

"It's not mind-reading," Hao Zhao looked at Jing Zhe, and for the first time a weak smile appeared on his stern face: "It's just that there are many people who fell here like you and asked the same questions as you at this time. , I answered it so many times that I almost understood what you were thinking just by hearing your first few sentences."

"This, this is it."

Jingzhe tugged at her lips with difficulty, trying to muster up the courage to say something, but suddenly she stopped talking and continued.

He was so interested that he had to pretend not to care and asked:

"Will I go back to my body when I leave here?"

"Maybe, maybe not. I have rescued many people who were trapped in parallel memories like you. They disappeared after a period of time after the world was broken. You will be like them."

Hao Zhao turned his head and paid attention to the surrounding things that began to distort with the broken sounds, and the smile on his face faded again:

"The shattering of the world will cause a certain impact. Remember, you must control your will, don't lose consciousness, and don't panic. After leaving parallel memory, you will fall into [Yellow Spring]. Your consciousness is not used to spiritual activities, so After rushing out of here, your body will be stiff and unable to move for a while, this is normal, don’t panic.”

Jingzhe nodded silently and quietly raised his eyes to peek at the orange cat's expression. His thick eyebrows were furrowed and the corners of his mouth were turned down. He looked quite worried - what are you worried about?Will she lose her mind due to the unexpected situation, or is there something unspeakable about him and Sui Beast imprisoning her in a dreamy [underworld]?

Qilin couldn't explain clearly, but she had already learned what to do in the most urgent moment. Seeing Hao Zhao's muscles tensing up, nervously preparing to deal with a sudden attack, Jingzhe chose to close her mouth and calmly accept the shattering of the world. ending.

Her idea was right. Almost at the moment she chose to shut up, the crisp cracking sound suddenly expanded. This breaking sound, which was completely different from the crisp sound caused by the shattering of glass or ceramic products, rushed into Jingzhe's mind. Like robbers who burned, killed and looted, all the thoughts in Agent Qilin's mind were tortured and dissipated by the sound of damage. Only then did she understand why Hao Zhao said he wanted to control his will:

This shattering sound is really too noisy. Just like the crackling sound of raindrops falling to the ground and smashing to the ground makes the listener feel calm, but when magnified by tens of millions of times and mixed with doping, it can make the mind cultivator miserable. The crisp cracking sound gets louder and faster. The speed got higher and higher, and when it finally landed in Jingzhe's ear, she seemed to hear the painful murmurs, quarrels and curses of millions of people!

They condensed into boundless thoughts and ubiquitous roars, pain, greed, anger, happiness, ridicule, schadenfreude, and empathy... Too many emotions surged up and down with the noise, and the mournful howls followed like a shadow. Jingzhe twisted his eyes and body in pain. But he seemed to be disconnected from his thoughts, frozen and motionless.

Qilin's lungs hurt like a cough, his head felt like there were a thousand drills wreaking havoc, his limbs seemed to melt, his soul was sober as never before, and he was hopelessly trapped in a dungeon made of his body to be tortured forever.

……

Maybe it was a moment, maybe it was thousands of years, when Jingzhe's mind went blank, and only the simple years of being unable to fall were left, he seemed to have hit something, and his exhausted body fell down stiffly.

There was a dull sound in her ears, and her waist was wrapped in fresh warmth. Only then did she realize that the sound in her ears had disappeared, and her dark vision gradually recovered. Looking closer, she was falling to the earth in embarrassment. , and Hao Zhao lifted Qilin's slender waist.

'We escaped? '

She wanted to ask this question that was no different from nonsense as a starting point for the topic, but her body tiredly refused the request of her brain and remained silent lazily.

Suddenly, like rain washing away traces of mud, and like strong acid corroding active metal, the emotions and experiences she had in parallel memories faded away from Jingzhe's brain. She was horrified and tried to capture these spiderweb-like knots of emotions, but found that even after searching, she couldn't find them. This concept was completely blank, and in the end, all that remained in Qilin's mind was a sense of loss and pain and confusion from the heart.

"..."

She wanted to say something, but she could only perceive a documentary that was longer than her current life, trying to find some solace from these strange experiences.

Those forgotten memories came back, just like the tide receding, and the youthful and vigorous past covered the traces of the years. When she looked at Hao Zhao again, she had already remembered the identity and friendship of the orange cat.

——He is indeed a very familiar person.

She thought so.

There was an unexpected sound in the space that was supposed to be silent:

"You have lived in Great Yan for a long time. Is your heart at peace and your mind determined?"

who is it?

Do you know Chapter 327?Do you know?

Who would wait for the orange cat in the "underworld" where only the victim and a few friends exist in Hao Zhao's mouth?

Who would ask such a joke at just the right time?

Is it the enemy?

Jingzhe made a subconscious judgment and rejected the idea within less than a second of being in her empty skull:

An enemy who grinds his teeth to suck blood and hates and rages will not say such unintentional words before winning. Revenge is a pile of ashes of cruelty, persistence and anger. It will not accumulate heat until it burns the enemy to death. and the Honorary Overseas Chinese Association.

So... who is it?

Qilin looked towards the source of the sound and saw a handsome man who was incompatible with "Yellow Spring" under the gloomy sky as dark as blood.

The person who came had long dark blue hair, a slender figure, a straight spine and good clothes. A large cloak with ancient Yanguo patterns was draped on him. The strong wind blew the sleeves and floated, revealing the moon-white skin underneath. Ancient clothes.

When Jingzhe first glanced at it, he knew that it was a unique piece that was hard to find in the world. It had no stitching or cutting or sewing. The clothes surrounding the man's body were like a set of beautiful creations that grew naturally without any artificial modification.

Wearing such a suit of clothes, even a person who is crowned the Monkey King, will probably look a bit weak and majestic, right?

But when you see the man's face, which is slightly covered by his hair, the clothes can't suppress the man's aura.

He is undoubtedly a handsome man, with long eyebrows and a slightly drooping nose, phoenix eyes with bright golden pupils, narrowed eyelids with long and thin eyelashes, and a pair of smiling and pursed lips. Together with his slightly thin cheeks, he has the character and intelligence of a scholar. The guest’s wisdom comes to life on the page.

But the first time she saw him, Jingzhe's stiff body was so frightened that his limbs trembled:

Isn't this Zhuge Kongming who Hao Zhao said was responsible for planning the Longmen White Mist Massacre and crippling Wei Yanwu, Duke Wei, Mrs. Wenyue and all the senior Longmen officials!

What makes people powerless is that even if he caused such a big thing, even if he plotted against the Dragon Clan of the Yan Kingdom and framed the governor of a mobile city, he could still leave the Yan Kingdom to find another job, and even live happily in Kazdale, watching Jingzhe. These Yan Kingdom secret agents are in Wuwu.

Thinking of this man's achievements, even though Hao Zhao was by his side, Jingzhe's heart was filled with uncontrollable butterflies.

This anxious and uneasy state of mind became even more anxious and unbearable when her eyes fell on Kong Ming's feet:

Next to the men's boots with excellent materials and elegant design, two unlucky guys, one strong and one thin, lay obediently and helplessly angry. The sharpest struggle was just to stare at Kong Ming fiercely with two pairs of eyes, as weak as two The young feathered beast was only caught in the hand.

As for the true identities of these two prisoners who were firmly fixed in place by the current, their limbs and bones were dressed like potatoes with sprouts, and even their mouths were bound...