Xuan Ling walked through the air, the ice was like a floating lotus on the surface of the lake, supporting his progress, but it could not support him from being injured.

Xuan Ling felt that his vision was blurry, as if there were countless phantoms overlapping in front of him, and he tried to pat his head as he ran, trying to see the battle situation in front of him.

On the ground, some kind of strange darkness is surging like ocean waves, which is obviously just a formless and substantial black color, but at this time, for some reason, it gives people a deep and heavy sense of reality, as if the sea is stained with black ink.

It's as black as the sea, but it's under the man's control.

Xuan Ling knew that the Near-God Army had been arranging for the Divine Warriors to hunt down an experimental target who had escaped from the base due to an attack by the Wanderers. It's just that he, like the others in the Near-God Army, never thought that the other party would become stronger and more terrifying in the process of being hunted and hunted.

From the unsuccessful pursuit, to the second time that the two Yishen were killed in a bitter battle, to the three Yishen who went together but couldn't find even a corpse, the Jinshen Army has lost six Yishen people and dozens of soldiers because of this person.

This time, when the Near-God Army once again grasped the whereabouts of their targets, they finally learned to be smart.

Wu Yan, Xuan Ling, and Mr. Li, these three people are the closest, so they go first.

The three of them didn't want to be captured alive, they didn't want to kill, they didn't even need them to be able to hurt the enemy, and the Near-God Army only hoped that these three most experienced Divine Beings could hold each other back, slow down his pace, and hold out until more support came.

But as soon as they fought, Xuan Ling knew that all of them were wrong.

The target who escaped from the lab was unlike any other god.

Everyone's abilities have limits, everyone's body is still mortal, and even the ability of an incarnate metal like the golden hand only makes him stronger and harder.

And the target is different, the target seems to have no body, the human body that can be seen with the naked eye seems to be just an image that is maintained by habit, and his real body is immortal.

Xuan Ling made a move as soon as he found the other party, and he saw with his own eyes that the countless ice picks he had condensed penetrated his figure, smashing through the ground with a bang, crumbling rocks and soil, and raising sand and dust. After all the dust settled, the other party just walked out of the ruins by Shi Shiran, as if he was strolling in his own yard after dinner.

Xuan Ling's thunderous attack was like a storm, but it didn't hurt the other party in the slightest, as if standing in front of him was just a phantom.

But when the other party attacked, this phantom-like guy was more deadly than anyone Xuan Ling had ever seen.

This guy, who was numbered forty-seven in the test sample, almost killed Xuan Ling at the first time.

Forty-seven walked out of the gradually falling dust, his steps were unhurried, not only did he not see any wounds, but even the other party's clothes did not seem to be torn in the slightest.

Xuan Ling didn't realize anything at the time, he just raised his hand, wanting to follow his fighting instincts and carry out the next round of attacks before the enemy was fully alert.

But although Xuan Ling's movements were fast, they were still a beat slower.

As soon as a little white frost mark appeared in front of Xuan Ling, the attack of the forty-seventh came.

The first time, it was a mass of black, as if the size of a fist, and it suddenly appeared in front of Xuan Ling's eyes, and then the black suddenly stretched out and turned into a spear, as if a poisonous snake spit out a letter.

Xuan Ling only had time to turn sideways slightly, let go of his head and chest, and the black hit Xuan Ling's shoulder mercilessly.

Xuan Ling has Xuan Bing armor to protect himself, if it is ordinary, let alone being hit, it is difficult for ordinary firearms to break his defenses with one shot.

But this time, when Xuan Ling was flying in the air, the sound of his body's ice armor shattering echoed in his ears, and along with this sound, Xuan Ling could still feel the pain of his body being almost shattered.

Xuan Ling's mind was blank, he hadn't even reacted to how it happened, and he hadn't even seen what his expression and movements were like when No. 47 made a move.

By the time Xuan Ling came back from the great pain, the others were already in mid-air, and Xuan Ling found that his shoulders were already bloody and his bones were shattered.

Immediately after, before Xuan Ling could do anything, the second attack hit him, and Xuan Ling, who was in mid-air, couldn't dodge, so he had to recondense the water qi around him and form a stronger incarnation outside his body.

This time, Xuan Ling hit like a ball that was knocked away by a racket, and it crashed straight into the building.

That's the chain of things the blacksmith saw.

After the other party hit these two times, it was as if someone slapped an annoying little bug away, and then he forgot about it, not caring about Xuan Ling's whereabouts at all.

When Xuan Ling finally approached the battlefield, what appeared in front of him was Mr. Li, who was trying to trap his target.

Mr. Li was thin and small, dressed in a suit, showing a seven-point heroic look, but the spotless clothes that were usually spotless had been torn open with a few small cracks at this time, faintly revealing the snow-white skin inside, and her bangs had been soaked with sweat and stuck to her forehead.

At the same time as Xuan Ling appeared, a black shadow was rising from all directions, surrounding Mr. Li, as if a flood was besieging an isolated island.

"You are a woman, I don't embarrass you. The target's deep voice came from the dark shadow, and Xuan Ling was quite shocked, because the person's body was obviously still a hundred meters away.

When Mr. Li heard this, he smiled coldly, revealing a row of fine and neat white teeth.

"You know, why am I called sir?" she said, "because in the near-god army, there is no gender, no gender. What a man can do, I can do, what a man can't do, I can do!"

Mr. Li stretched out his hands and said clearly: "Break!!"

A visible ripple emanated from Mr. Li's hands, first through the air, as if distorted in the heat.

Then there was the darkness that surrounded Mr. Rei, which suddenly rose and fell, and small ripples appeared, like a stone falling to the surface of the water.

Finally, there was a low humming sound from the ground, and the stones jumped as if the earth was trembling gently.

Mr. Li's ripples did not stop, as the ripples grew larger and stronger, the vibrations grew stronger, the air churned, the darkness twisted, and the earth cracked.

Mr. Li shouted, and the power gushed out from her body like a stormy wave, and everything within a radius of five hundred meters around her seemed to be distorted by this force.

The surrounding buildings from the first floor to the dozen floors, the windows exploded violently, and then the walls collapsed like a rag that someone was holding, and the cars and trees on the road all changed shape, as if the entire space was distorted by Mr. Li's power.

Xuan Ling had already begun to retreat when Mr. Li made his move, and was not directly affected, but the target obviously did not understand Mr. Li's power. When Mr. Li was doing his best, the target even watched with a hint of curiosity.

Mr. Rei felt that her strength was greatly drained by this blow, and she exhaled lightly and looked up.

The target, which had been an ordinary person, had now been twisted into a strange shape, like a figure projected on a spiral staircase.

But this strange form didn't seem to affect the other party at all, and he blinked, looking at all this caused by Mr. Ree's power with some surprise.

"Oh?"