In the name of light, burn away the darkness.
"Holy Sword: Kill Evil!"
Yan Xing held his hand empty, and from the palm of his left hand, he slowly pulled out a long sword condensed by the light of the sun. The scorching temperature reached a terrifying one million degrees Celsius, and the surrounding void twisted and trembled.
"kill--"
Yan Xing jumped up, and under the push of the gravitational field, it turned into an afterimage. The light blade in his hand pulled out a bright thin line, which was imprinted in the void and could not dissipate for a long time.
"Young boy, are you looking for death in a hurry?"
Below, on top of the thick ancient trees, there were many figures standing. They sensed the aura that Yan Xing could not reach the fine dust realm, and they suddenly felt angry. With such a cultivation level, they dared to jump out if they didn't just run for their lives honestly?
"die!"
"Haha, what a bunch of weaklings."
Yan Xing laughed in his heart, but his face was extremely cold. A powerful domain containing more than a dozen laws unfolded in an instant, directly tearing apart the opponent's superimposed domain force field.
"What!?"
Bang bang bang!
Yan Xing's figure never paused. Wherever he passed, figures one after another, like fireworks, all of them, men, women, old and young, exploded into blood mist.
In an instant, hundreds of people were killed.
They are just a group of minions from the Lingxuan and Dust Realm. Without the protection of their realm, how can they withstand his terrifying gravitational field?
The gravity control talent can exert five times the force of the physical body.
It is a trump card that is on par with the fire of hell.
"Kill the enemy cleanly and do your best!"
This is what Zang Wu often talks about, and Yan Xing deeply believes that if he can kill with one move, he will never attack a second time. Only when the efficiency of killing increases can the harvest be expanded.
"Not bad."
With a smile on his face, Yan Xing threw all the stored magic weapons gathered by gravity into the hell dimension. Without slowing down, he rushed towards the place where the crowd on the ground gathered.
Formation?
He didn't care. What's more, with Xian Qiuming's big move, the surrounding world had been turned upside down. It was a fatal blow to the formation. It is estimated that only some small formations with narrow coverage could be preserved.
"This person is weird! Be careful!
"
The scene of Yan Xing massacring hundreds of people was seen by many people. They all frowned and shouted warnings.
"Start the formation!"
Buzz!
Some earth and rocks lifted up by vines were extremely huge, and the small formations engraved on them were still intact. Wherever the monks urged them, divine light erupted, and countless chains were ejected, intertwined into a large net, and the escaping people were trapped. Yan Xingtuan is shrouded in chaos.
Crash--
The dense chains turned into a ball of light, locking Yan Xing to death and shrinking continuously. However, the moment it came into contact with the body surface, [Absolute Freedom] was passively activated.
Yan Xing's figure seemed to be a phantom, without substance, and the chain light ball passed directly through without any sense of stagnation.
It’s funny, there’s nothing you can do about him at all times, let alone such a gadget.
"This this……"
The crowd, black robed, red robed and gray robed, coming from all forces, were stunned for a moment when they saw this scene, but they quickly came back to their senses and at the same time expanded the realm of law.
Laws, this world has endless laws, and they have all kinds of strange powers. In their view, the ability of the laws controlled by Yan Xing is probably related to "matter virtualization" and "immune blockade". Therefore, although they are shocked, But it's not unacceptable.
The extraordinary beings in this world have strong receptive abilities, which stem from their familiarity with the power of various laws.
But one thing is always the truth. In the face of absolute power, all bells and whistles are bullshit!
"Field superposition! Qianzhong——"
Boom!
The void was violently distorted. Thousands of law fields overlapped in an extremely rough manner. The target was locked on the punishment of hell. The violent and abnormal force field collapsed crazily.
Why did this kind of ambush come with so many minions? The reason lies in the realm of law.
The realm of law possessed by every extraordinary creature gives the low-level monks in this world a meaning of existence. The superposition of a certain number of realms will give even the strong a headache.
But it is not without its shortcomings. The scope of the law domain of low-level monks is limited. Even if it is superimposed, it can only increase the power but not the range. It is difficult to truly threaten high-level monks.
I can hit you, but you can't hit me. You can leave when you want and come when you want. Low-level monks have superimposed fields and are more suitable for defense, but they are somewhat unsatisfactory in terms of chasing enemies.
But no matter what, the existence of the law field makes the minions no longer like ants and play a certain role in the war. Otherwise, just let the high-level monks fight life and death. The low-level monks stay at home and pray. Anyway, they will be mowed down by the strong when they step into the battlefield.
Just like now, the field of thousands of people superimposed easily crushed Yan Xing's field and forced his gravitational field to three feet above the body.
The fields of both sides cancel each other out, and the gravitational field is also restricted, making it impossible to harvest on a large scale.
"In the face of absolute advantage, these are meaningless."
Yan Xing has many methods, even if one arm is cut off, he can still crush these little minions.
"His territory is restricted, go ahead, kill this kid!"
"snort!"
A cold light flashed in Yan Xing's eyes, and he rushed forward facing the crowd without hiding!
The sword is raised and dropped, the sword is raised and dropped, it is just like chopping melons and vegetables. Anyone who is killed by the holy sword will directly turn into a pile of charcoal.
Ding Ling clang!
There was a large crowd, and all kinds of magic weapons were densely packed like rain. It was inevitable that Yan Xing would be hit, but his defense was not broken at all. His physical body was improved in all directions, and his defense was as terrifying as his strength.
The autumn wind chopped off the fallen leaves, killing heads and making the enemy frightened. After a while, only a few of the thousands of charging troops were left.
Every time a person is killed, the superimposed field will become weaker by one point. Yan Xing's field and gravitational field have long been restored, but he is addicted to killing, and before he even thinks of using the gravitational field, the opponent is almost dead.
"Monster, monster..."
"He is a monster! Impossible, absolutely impossible. He is not in the dust realm. He must be an old monster who hides his cultivation!"
“Despicable!
"
The remaining people were frightened and muttered something. A man in red robe looked confused, turned over his hand, took out a syringe, and thrust it into his heart.
"Congratulations!
Supreme, Lord of the Yin Earth! "
"My Lord, I give you my heart, soul, and will..."
"Please give me strength!
"
The man in red robe looked enthusiastic. As the turbid liquid poured into his heart, the blood carried it to every corner of his body. His body began to melt and twist, transforming into a deformed and weird style.
"Huh? This breath is..."
Yan Xing looked back fiercely, frowned, and ducked in front of the red-robed man. His left eye widened slightly, and jet-black flames spurted out.
"Don't even think about it!"
boom--
The scorching high temperature was far higher than before. It was already extremely close to the temperature of the core of the sun, a full 20 million degrees Celsius. In just an instant, the deformed monster in front of it was reduced to ashes, and another mass of turbid liquid was harvested.
"Are the bedbugs from the graveyard here too?"
On the battlefield, there are dangers everywhere, and no one knows what trump cards those minions who are just easy to kill may hide, and if they are not careful, the boat will capsize in the gutter.
Yan Xing might have been wary of the contents of this syringe in the past, but now that his strength has skyrocketed, he is not afraid even if the opponent's weak power succeeds, but he is not happy to see his enemy successfully using his trump card.
Why?
This is not the case, there is nothing wrong with his mind, and he is not a villain. Only a fool would watch the opponent amplify his moves and remain indifferent.
"A small profit."
Yan Xing raised his hand and waved, and the various stored magic weapons that he had specially reserved floated over and poured into the hell dimension.
"What is this fluctuation!?"
Thousands of miles away, a golden figure who was fighting fiercely suddenly froze, and forced his opponent back with a powerful blow. He turned back to look at Yan Xing, his eyes flashed with divine light, and the small hole formed by the dense compound eyes shrank slightly.
"Dark flames! It's him——"
The golden-robed ghost envoy's eyes were filled with anger, and his enemies were extremely jealous when they met him. Although, compared to the current situation, the loss of a small stronghold back then was nothing at all.
But on this battlefield, the opponent is also an enemy, and they are still massacring our own monks. Who should be killed without killing? With the old and new grudges added together, the golden-robed ghost naturally made a choice.
"Hmph! Let's see how you can escape this time!"
The figure of the golden-robed ghost flashed, disappeared into the ground, and got rid of the opponent's energy lock. He appeared in the depths of the canyon hundreds of miles away. The compound-eyed child hole was still locked in the void from a distance, frantically slashing and cutting grass. Hell punishment.
Against generals and soldiers against soldiers, if he kills him directly, he will most likely be blocked, so long-range attacks are the best solution.
"Letting you die like this is an advantage for you."
With a thought, the golden-robed ghost took out a strange weapon that was entirely silver-white, ten feet long, and full of technological colors.
Gun barrel, gun frame, gun stock...
If Yan Xing saw this thing, he would definitely laugh out loud and want to kill him with a sniper rifle? Or long-range sniping from hundreds of miles away.
The golden-robed ghost looked solemn as he took out another iron box and opened it. Five silver "bullets" as thick as an arm were displayed inside.
『Individual thermal kinetic energy weapon, nuclear sniper rifle, the bullet is a "刲 particle fusion warhead", the core temperature is 200 million degrees Celsius, the killing radius is 100 kilometers, and the equivalent of one billion tons of TNT. 』
