Ruan Tong's figure was engulfed by the soul power storm formed by the elemental fusion projectile, and the position he was standing on was instantly covered by the four-color soul power pillar that soared into the sky, and even the survivors who were fighting on the frontal battlefield could feel the earth-destroying power. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Liu Yanran, who used this blow, didn't expect that the attack after the fusion of these four soul powers would be so amazing, and she who gradually landed in mid-air was suddenly blown out of balance by the wind set off by the soul storm, and the whole person floated like duckweed in the wind, and finally fell into the open space dozens of meters away from the soul storm.

"Ahem." Liu Yanran fell to the ground and rolled a few times in a row before stopping, a strong feeling of dizziness came from her brain, Liu Yanran stood up from the ground with her body shaking a little and checking her injuries.

The situation was much worse than expected, when she was blown away by the soul storm, she was still injured by the scattered soul power, and she was only affected a little, and she was already covered in injuries, and it looked very miserable.

And these injuries are not the point, the most serious part of the injuries is the hands holding the black gun.

Liu Yanran frowned lightly, raised her hands and watched, but she smiled bitterly in her heart.

She still underestimated the power of ability fusion, with her current strength, she couldn't control such a powerful force at all, and the consequence of forcibly using it was like this, causing extremely serious damage to herself.

I saw that at this time, her hands were already at the point of skin and flesh, and the blood was very scary. And the black gun in his hand is also steaming like a cooked soldering iron, and the entire barrel is a strange dark red, just looking at it, you can see the astonishing high temperature on the barrel, as if it wants to melt the black gun.

This is the price she paid for the blow just now, because the huge reaction force caused Liu Yanran's hands to be directly hit hard, and the two black guns that were the carriers were also very seriously damaged because of the overload of soul power, don't look at the appearance is still intact, in fact, the entire black gun is already a mess inside.

Fortunately, with Liu Yanran's general-level strength, as long as her soul weapon is not completely destroyed, her soul power is enough to support the completion of the repair, plus the substantial improvement of her physical function after entering the general level, so although she looks very miserable now, she only needs enough time, even if she does not use her recovery ability, she can slowly return to her normal state by relying on her own recovery power.

But now there is obviously no time to recover slowly.

After the temperature of the two black guns cooled down slightly, Liu Yanran frowned and moved her hands carefully and slowly, enduring the strong dizziness caused by the damage to the soul weapon and the pain caused by the physical injury, and aimed the muzzle of the gun at the palm of her hand to activate the ability.

The green light lit up from the gun, and the injuries on Liu Yanran's hands improved at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the bleeding had stopped in just a moment, the wounds gradually healed, and the pain was greatly reduced.

Gently shaking the hands that could move, Liu Yanran's brows relaxed, turned her head to look around, found a position against the wall and sat down, and slowly used the black gun to shoot the recovery bullet into the injured positions, and it didn't take long for Liu Yanran's whole person to be shrouded in emerald green light.

"It seems that next time I have to take it easy..."Liu Yanran leaned against the wall and shook her head with a wry smile, the dizziness in her brain was still there, and there was a feeling of weakness in her body. Now she can't do anything, she can only sit here honestly and wait for the recovery from her injuries.

Just as Liu Yanran was treating her injuries, the raging soul power storm finally stopped, and the four-color soul power pillar that soared into the sky gradually shrank and dissipated, revealing the scene in it.

Without any surprise, an incomparably huge pit appeared in Ruan Tong's location, and there was still a little four-color soul power left on the pit wall, exuding heart-palpitating fluctuations.

Under that kind of destructive force, it is impossible for any object to withstand it, and there is nothing but dirt in the entire pit, and all the original objects are completely gone.

And what about Nguyen Tongren?

Liu Yanran, who was in self-treatment, turned her eyes to the location where Ruan Tong was before, but there was no figure there, only a small piece of silk thread falling from the pit, which could prove Ruan Tong's existence.

Under the terrifying destructive power of the elemental fusion bomb, Ruan Tong didn't even leave a corpse, and was directly bombarded into a cloud of dust between the heavens and the earth.

After Liu Yanran found out about this result, she couldn't help but show shock in her eyes.

The power of the four-element fusion bomb is terrifying!

Don't look at Ruan Tong as a sissy, but his strength is a real general. With the physical fitness of the general level, as long as it is not a hit, it can slowly recover, so every survivor who enters the general level has a very hard life, and it is extremely difficult to completely kill a general-level ability.

However, now a general-level person who still has seven or eight points of strength has been wiped out by a single shot, and this destructive power is far beyond the scope that a general-level can have.

Although she knew that this was her masterpiece, Liu Yanran couldn't help but gasp, touched the test tube hanging on her lap, and muttered with palpitations: "This kind of power is too terrifying..."

At this time, the frontal battlefield.

Bang dang!

The black coffin that lost control fell to the ground, and next to the black coffin, the three black-robed people fell in a pool of dark green blood, and they were already silent.

"You, really.. Good.. Strong.." Not far away, Wu Nian stretched out his hand with a pale face and grabbed the big sword that stabbed into his abdomen, looked at the person opposite and said with difficulty.

"Your strength is also beyond my expectations." In front of Wu Nian, Ren Long wiped the blood on his face, and pulled out the tyrant in Wu Nian's body with an indifferent expression: "It's a pity that I can't ask you about the secret." ”

Thump.

Wu Nian, who had lost his support, fell to his knees all of a sudden, and blood gushed out from the huge wound in his abdomen, instantly staining the ground red.

"Ahem.." Wu Nian knelt on the ground, suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, and then slowly raised his white face, and glanced at the dissipating four-color soul power pillar in Tianquan City with a somewhat dazed expression, the corners of his mouth pulled with difficulty, and finally showed a smile of unknown meaning towards Ren Long: "We, we will meet again..."

Ren Long carried Baque on his shoulder, and when he saw this, he couldn't help frowning and stretched out his hand to grab Wu Nian and ask for clarification.

However, when Wu Nian finished the last word, the look in his pupils was instantly extinguished, and his whole body fell to the ground weakly, without the slightest breath of life.

Immediately after, a very strange scene appeared.

I saw Wu Nian's corpse and the black coffin that fell aside, as well as the corpses of the three black-robed people, all of which turned into a little starlight and dissipated without any warning.

Ren Long's brows furrowed even tighter, he couldn't stop this scene in front of him, the change came too suddenly, and his outstretched hand didn't catch anything, only the little starlight passed through his palm and floated towards the sky.

Thinking of Wu Nian's last smile and words, Ren Long looked at the position where Wu Nian had dissipated, his eyes flickered:

Will we meet again, the black-haired coffin-carrying boy? (To be continued.) )