To become a saint is to break the fourth limit of the human body and the limit of the fourth limit of willpower.

Up to now, the so-called sanctification is only breaking the fifth limit of willpower, which is equivalent to the semi-finished product of the [Great Sage], and the human body is still limited to the fourth limit level.

"Gaishi!?"

Fang Nanxun was surprised and delighted, looking at Tang Hong, his eyes trembled.

Throughout the ages, if you want to say who is the world, I am afraid that only the first day can be called the world-level combat power.

Her achievements are unsurpassed by those who come after her.

Even after so many years, the geniuses present could not reach that height, as if the [Great Sage of the World] belonged to a false theory - as for why he had the combat power of the world when he entered the Holy on the first day, it has always been a mystery.

And now, Tang Hong bluntly said that one person could kill ten heyday stage disaster gods, Fang Nanxun felt that this strength should be world-shattering.

"I'm still far from it. ”

Seeing that everyone's faces were excited, Tang Hong shook his head and said truthfully: "Just one element of power, the other four elements are still in the category of sanctification. ”

Fang Nanxun clenched his fists: "That's also very close to the world!"

"Unscientific!"

Xu Xian glanced at Tang Hong: "The Atomic Breathing Technique is equivalent to the 'divine resources' dedicated to the Saints, and only when you cultivate to the third level realm can you have a chance to break the limit of the fifth human body?"

"Maybe I'm an exception. Tang Hong did not reveal the existence of a one-person power assistance system, after all, the gods of the other space are always watching this world. If the system is an opportunity to win the war of the gods, it is best not to let the gods know, otherwise the consequences will be unpredictable.

Xu Xian didn't ask again,

And the people did not delve deeply,

Because hundreds of gods of calamity, mixed with a very large number of gods of danger, are about to arrive on this island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.

"Hold them off!"

"Kill them all!"

"This island is the way to go—those gods who want to go to Jiang Lulu's landing point will definitely pass through here. ”

Whispering and murmuring, there was a heavy atmosphere on the island.

Time always passes inadvertently.

The dark clouds moved slowly, obscuring the moonlight and the vast sea, and when it was dark, the distant sea shimmered on the horizon.

The sea is lit up with divine light!

One after another intercontinental missiles loaded with thermonuclear warheads pierced the sky, straight ahead, and all of them detonated in the next moment!

Technological thermal weapons alone can't kill the gods.

The island jungle, the beach on the shore, a pair of eyes full of determination, the extremely dark sea heats up a large amount of water vapor, smoke, fire, a god from the detonation area.

The body of the god is overwhelming,

The holy light is all over the world,

The brilliant golden light of this world as if baptizing this world caught Tang Hong's eyes.

"It's our turn. ”

Tang Hong sealed the uranium ore, and his heart beat violently, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.

"Everyone!"

Fang Nanxun raised his finger and pointed into the distance: "Fight to the death!"

"Fight to the death!"

All those who have been sanctified point to that divine light.

"Fight to the death!"

All the transcendental, golden red, all shouting at this moment!

Rumble!

Entering the sky, like a meteor shooting into the night, behind him is the will of transcendents from all over the world to shine.

......

At the same time.

Another area.

In the center of the Indian Ocean in the southern hemisphere, aircraft carriers lay across the sea, and an officer received the final order.

"Launch!"

"Fire!"

"The target has entered the tipping point, activate 'Miss Qiu No. 6'!"

Historically, China's atomic bomb program was named Project 596, and the first atomic bomb was codenamed 'Miss Qiu'. Today's atomic bomb, codenamed 'Miss Qiu No. 6', is the largest yield hydrogen bomb that China has exhausted its reserves.

Its power far exceeds that of the first generation of 'Miss Qiu'.

In a flash.

A small fiery red sun appeared directly over the Indian Ocean!

So dazzling, so dazzling, faintly overshadowing the scorching sun in the sky - you know, the night time in the central Pacific Ocean is exactly the day state of the central address of the Indian Ocean.

On the warship, someone put on goggles and saw mushroom clouds rising into the sky.

Atomic bombs, nuclear bombs, hydrogen bombs, and even hydrogen shaft bombs are all strategic-level weapons, and they are detonated like crazy, like the opening of a grand ceremony.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The high-level personnel of all countries in the world who have the authority to know about this matter are extremely nervous, their hearts are clenched, and they hold their breath, praying that the stockpile of strategic-level weapons after the catastrophe can stop those gods of the other space.

"It must be stopped!"

"If they were to reach the Pacific Ocean and the gods of the world would converge, it would be the end of humanity. ”

"Break them one by one!"

"Divide the battlefield!"

"In the past, we didn't have the means to lure the gods of the various regions together, but now that we do, we find that it is not a good thing. ”

There are strategic-level weapons, which are arranged in advance.

More strategic-class weapons are delivered by fighter jets.

Although the destination of the gods is determined, their path may change. With the slightest adjustment, they will stagger the detonation area prepared in advance, coupled with the confrontation with the gods, which changes rapidly, in order to ensure accuracy and effectiveness, fighter transportation has become the main way.

Rumble!

Over the Indian Ocean and the Atlantic Ocean, there are small suns lit up!

But......

The stock of strategic-class weapons is running out.

In the middle of summer in June, the countries of the world were already doing their best to compete with the colorful god body and the golden god body.

Thundered!

In a total of three interception areas, tens of thousands of tons of equivalent strategic-grade weapons exploded one after another, and the terrifying energy and radiation produced by fission seemed to destroy the heavens and the earth, and the shock wave swept in all directions, with a high temperature of 100 million degrees Celsius, which is enough to overturn the river and the sea!

"Keep firing!"

"Cover a wide area of fire, suppress, don't let them rush out!"

Warships and warplanes received one emergency order after another.

The battle situation of the transcendent saint is unknown, but the tremendous pressure on the three interception zones has reached an unprecedented level.

There is no transcendence!

No sanctification!

Can human weapons alone stop them?

......

Thousands of miles away from the sea.

Battleship under the night.

On the top deck, with an unobstructed view, Jiang Lulu, with blond hair, sat at the round table, she looked at the delicacies of the mountains and seas, the delicacies, and the dazzling array of delicacies on the round table, and she was speechless for a while.

"Eat. ”

"It was the last meal. Dr. Sang walked over with a red candle in his left hand and a tired face.

He was dressed in a formal suit, with various medals on his chest, and the identity card of a first-class researcher at the Central Research Institute of Huaguo around his neck.

Jiang Lulu turned her head to look at it and snorted, "You have made me miserable." ”

"Yes. ”

Dr. Sang looked down at the medal on his chest and smiled slightly, "Do you think parallel worlds exist?" ”

Hey, why did you ask about this, it was completely unrelated, Jiang Lulu rolled her pale golden eyes, hugged her little head, and thought about it for a long time.

"I don't know. ”

Jiang Lulu is not interested, she is about to die, how can she be curious.

"I know. ”

Dr. Sang continued, as if muttering to himself, as if to tell his bitterness: "There are countless parallel space-times, and a very small part of them also have the earth, and the proportion must be less than one in a billion, infinitely close to zero. ”

And within this ratio, the proportion of humans on the earth is infinitely close to zero. ”

"There is the earth, there are humans, and the proportion of you is infinitely close to zero...... With you and at the same time with me, the proportion is infinitely close to zero...... Of course, although the proportion is small, it does not mean that the number is small. ”

"The total number of parallel planes is too many. ”

"There is no way to express it accurately in the current counting units and measurement methods. ”

Speaking of which,

Dr. Sang paused slightly,

He stared at Jiang Lulu with a shocked face, and squeezed out a smile: "There are so many worlds, so many possibilities, and none of them lead to victory." ”

It's as if the gods of the other space are not invading, they occupy one world after another, it is justice, truth, and righteousness.

"Eighty percent of the parallel worlds failed in the third year of the arrival of the gods of the other dimension. ”

"Twelve percent of the parallel worlds lost to the First Holocaust. ”

"Like us, we have persevered until now, survived the third catastrophe, and resisted for twenty years, and only tens of millions of parallel worlds can do it. Dr. Sang scratched his sideburns and white hair: "Unfortunately, tens of millions of parallel worlds have all failed, just in July and August after midsummer. ”

"We are one of them. ”

"Got it. ”

Jiang Lulu was stunned for a moment, took a sip of orange juice, took a sip of coffee, and drank another sip of pure water, but she didn't know what to say.

Less.

She sneered: "Tang Hong...... Do you know about sanctification? ”

Dr. Sang shook his head.

She asked, "Tell me?"

Dr. Sang was silent for a moment: "Only mortal people can keep secrets. ”

"Ah...... I see. Jiang Lulu laughed, and wanted to cry a little, a mouthful of rice stuffed, teeth and claws, and said fiercely: "So what is the difference between us and the rest of the world? There must be a way, right?"

"Yes. ”

Dr. Sang nodded: "The only difference falls on Tang Hong, he must break through the world, the real world, not by taking the little black bottle, his reason is out of control, he does not distinguish between friend and foe, and is temporarily comparable to the world." ”

Hear the words.

Jiang Lulu suddenly became curious.

"Those worlds...... Do I know Tang Hong in another time and space? We are all transcendental?"

"I don't know, I haven't asked. Dr. Sang's deep eyes moved slightly, falling on the blood-red candle, the faint candlelight flickering: "I can't see or perceive another world, it's all about others." ”

Jiang Lulu's eyes lit up: "Who." ”