The public date is set for June 2.

The big premise: win in the middle of summer.

Presented by: All the geniuses of the day, as well as the Central Research Institute of China.

"It's fine. ”

In fact, Tang Hong has always been curious.

A few years ago, I met the natural fairy in the Arctic range the next day, but unfortunately no one knows the content of the exchange.

So does the way [Xian] communicate with the next day Cai the same as himself? Q&A, taking turns to ask and answer?

"I mainly want to know about this. Tang Hong stared into the eyes of the second day.

A slashing owner of the belief in another space, it was only because the two of them had seen [Immortal] that they thought that the next day they would not hide the content of his communication with the Natural Immortal from Tang Hong.

That's why Tang Hong made this trip.

Starting from the sea of clouds in Huaguo, he first went to the Pacific Theater to meet the next day, and then went to the Atlantic Theater to replace Fang Nanxun and return to China.

"I'm sorry. ”

The next day, he glanced at Tang Hong and gave an eviction order.

Tang Hong glanced at the pure cotton scarf he was wearing, black and white checkered: "We are all human beings, all extraordinary, and all geniuses." ”

The implication is that we are on the same page.

"Hey. ”

The next day, he squinted his eyes and ran his fingertips across the collar of his stand-up collar sweater: "Have you seen her?" ”

Before Tang Hong could speak, he said, "Six years ago, in the midsummer catastrophe, she was alone in the sky with her eyes closed to fight the true gods who came to manifest in another space, and she bought enough time for the saints...... Three years ago, in the midsummer catastrophe, we humans did not have her, more than half of the hundreds of saints died, and several of the remaining were seriously injured and died, and this year, there are only dozens of saints in the world, and the situation is unprecedentedly grim!"

"Tang Hong, you don't understand at all!"

"Why is it that everyone says that this summer is the biggest catastrophe in history...... Because the main force against the catastrophe is now much worse than before!!"

In recent years, human beings have had time to breathe, and the transcendent world has become more and more vigorous, the number of transcendent beings has increased, and the number of peak advisors has changed from a dozen to more than twenty.

The sanctifications are very different.

The last casualty was extremely painful, and it has not yet returned to the level it was three years ago.

"The transcendent plane has become stronger. ”

"The level of sanctification has weakened. ”

However, the core and main force that determines the victory or loss of a catastrophe is the initiation of sanctification. The next day, the predicament of the green and yellow was ruthlessly lifted, and the increasingly powerful transcendent level had not yet developed to the extent of supplementing the sanctification.

In a nutshell.

High-end combat power has entered a period of weakness, and there is a lack of new forces...... There are new forces, but they are not enough, and this is a long blank period.

"I know that. ”

Tang Hong looked at the imposing tone and suddenly impassioned the next day: "You...... Is this shifting the subject?"

He changed his face as if he was performing, put away his seriousness, and his smile was unusually bright: "Alas, I was discovered by you." ”

"Let's go, let's go. ”

"If there is a midsummer this year, we will face new challenges and a new look of divine warfare. ”

......

The sun is shining, the waves are clear, and the water splashes at your feet the next day.

Seagulls fly not far away.

Behind him is the altar standing.

He untied his scarf, sat on the ground, and looked at the plane in the sky turning into a small black dot: "I'm a little more selfish than you." Tang Hong, you are asking about divine warfare, and I am asking about extraordinary geniuses. ”

"We are all poor people......"

"Man. ”

The words came to an abrupt halt, and the next day he turned his head to glance at the altar of the gods that distorted the light.

Like multiple discs, like multi-layered pagodas, each floor has a large number of windows and huge doors, only to see those half-hidden windows and doors gushing out of a conventional god, a god of danger who exudes a strong golden light from the top and bottom of the body.

Endless sacred whispers reverberate.

All sorts of magical powers are exploding.

It was as if in an instant, the heavens and the earth were full of dazzling golden power.

"Roar!"

"Roar!"

I can't count the number of god bodies killed, one after another, and I can barely see the number.

Or the sky-shifting gods, which rise into the air and draw a thousand trajectories in mid-air, or the strange flower type sneaks into the surface of the earth, and the wet soil rolls and surging like a swimming dragon, or the humanoid conventional god danger god approaches at great speed, full of oppressive force, and makes the heart beat to stop.

All the divine powers,

All the magic,

All the divine bodies,

All had one thing in common—their ultimate goal was the next day, when the immeasurable golden light converged where the flesh and blood were.

"Go back. ”

The next day, he closed his eyes and mouth, and the terrifying momentum rose from behind, like the roar of a real dragon.

After a moment.

The mighty, pervasive, overlapping divine breath that spreads in all directions is like a raging wave, and suddenly comes to a standstill.

All Divine Breaths are still!

The next day, there was a roar!

"Go back. ”

Boom, boom, with it as the center, the unimaginable essence of the sound wave power shock wave rolled away.

Bang, bang, bang! A god's body threw up without a struggle, shook and flew, and rolled powerlessly in the air.

Roar, roar, roar! There seems to be a god crying, as if a god is laughing in the air, and the holy willpower is swept away.

"If I laugh, you should laugh. ”

"If I am angry, you should be angry. ”

The next day, he walked here with his hands on his back, and everywhere he passed, he stirred up a frenzy, and the wordless emotional contagion was almost like a hazy spring rain that shrouded a god's body.

He slowly opened the cotton scarf.

There was a deep sadness in his eyes.

......

Bang!

A god's body fell.

He fell straight at his feet the next day.

......

Bang!

Another sky-high type divine body was killed behind the second day, but it trembled violently and fell down in an instant.

He fell on the dirt, unable to get up, as if he were also immersed in boundless sorrow.

......

Thundered!!

Countless golden divine bodies fell.

Some of the god's body is bent to the extreme, and the cracks that burst out are still unable to bear the power of emotion; some of the god's body is useless when it is broken on the spot, and it is impossible to lift the god's body at all, let alone use divine magic; below the disaster-level god, the emotional power of the next day is like the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves, and it is devastating and decaying, and it is strong and domineering and effortless.

Tuijinshan,

inverted jade pillar,

Instantly poured a large piece.

From a distance, the second station was in the center, surrounded by silent and silent regular gods and dangerous gods, all immersed in grief.

The next day, he closed his eyes, looked up at the blue sky, and slowly opened his arms: "When I mourn, you must not stand or move, you shall not cry or scream. ”

"I feel ...... feelings"

"Mourn ...... I mourn"

"You deserve to resonate with me!!"

There was a click, and the body of the god cracked, followed by the sound of cracking, endlessly, and the crisp and melodious music resounded through the heavens and the earth.

It was as if the resonance of a million diamond glasses exploded in unison, and reverberated at the same time.

Countless gods exploded.

The next day, he was in the middle of the shattered body.

The cracks that opened, the powder that exploded, and the golden divine bodies that were torn apart fell around, all of them were distorted and exploded by the power of emotion, and the golden light in the sky reflected the vicissitudes of life the next day.

Symbol of sanctification: sensual sublimation, resonance of seven emotions!

——

Pacific theater of operations, somewhere on an island, on the beach.

"I'm going home. ”

Fang Nanxun looked at Li Xuekong and said, "Tang Hong may have difficulty adapting to the Divine Altar for the first time, so please leave it to you." ”

Whew, snort, Li Xuekong bent over, took a few deep breaths, and said softly: "How can the owner of the god-killing belief not be adapted...... This is our world, our home turf. ”

Like a fish in the water.

Like an eagle falcon flying into the sky.

For others, sitting on the altar of God is a laborious and exhausting task. However, Li Xuekong has the belief in slaughtering gods, and on the seventh day, Tang Hong is also a comprehension of the belief in killing gods, and having the opportunity to kill gods is definitely the most wonderful thing in the world.

There will be a lot of pressure.

Slaughtering gods, killing gods, tireless, only from the heart of happiness, happiness, day and night.

As he spoke, Li Xuekong crushed the white sand, and his eyes flashed with anticipation: "The altar of the gods is equivalent to our cultivation blessed land. During this time, it must be an explosive period for Tang Hong's strength to improve. ”

"Maybe. ”

Fang Nanxun shrugged and looked at the sky...... Tang Hong arrived.