The only thing left in the chaos is the divine palace in the highest place, and the underground palace in the deepest place.

Wei Na and the red robe appeared beside Wang Heng together, looking at the red figure outside the world with solemn faces.

Wang Heng held a long knife in his hand and smiled lightly: "Don't be so nervous, it's not really the will of the world." ”

Wella glanced at him helplessly: "Is it a lot worse?" ”

Two major inhibitory forces that evolve from the roots.

The collective consciousness of mankind is alayya.

Planetary survival instinct Gaia consciousness.

And the thing on the outside is the agent chosen by the inhibition force.

As for why this is the case...... To summarize briefly, Wang Heng took it off.

Aoko casts magic in his world, and his world naturally separates the inside and outside.

Holding on to the idea that he was just a projection and that he wouldn't die if he tried it, he made this decision.

The first half went well, but the second half didn't go according to his script.

After Qingzi's magic unfolded, the agent of the inhibition force followed, and the spatial fluctuations on Qingzi's side were the fluctuations caused by Wang Heng's world projection clashing with him.

Then Wang Heng found that he couldn't get rid of his hands.

If he lets go of the world projection at this time, he won't do any damage.

But at the same time, Aoko will face the agent of the inhibition - the red shadow.

Wang Heng...... It's impossible to let this happen, and he doesn't think that Aoko has enough consciousness, especially when he is just trying to release it with such a half-baked mentality.

When the projection was about to be unbearable, Wang Heng chose to pull everyone in the projection into his own world.

He thought about letting the pearled orange out alone, but he couldn't do it, there was a gap between the two worlds, and the red shadow would definitely take advantage of it.

So now the situation has become a battle between him and the Suppressor Agent.

Wang Heng smiled: "It's quite big, at least they can't do it in person, it should be much easier to say than to face the sky head-on, right?" ”

Wella was stunned, and then chuckled: "But I didn't win that time, did I?" ”

Wang Heng said softly: "But Ah Le and I have become stronger, let's try again." ”

Wella let out an "um", looked outside, and sighed.

Wang Heng shook her hand as if he was conscious: "It's okay, it's time for me to protect you." ”

Wella lost her divine power after stripping off the priesthood, and she couldn't even practice in the seal, if there was anything special, it was the body of this divine power condensed.

But it was impossible to sustain her in the fight.

Yama looked at his nose and mouth, and tried not to be so dazzling.

Wang Heng let go of Wella's hand: "It's here." ”

One step out, his eyes are like sharp blades, and his figure has appeared outside the invisible and untouchable "boundary of the world".

This is endless deep space, not the old school building where Aoko and Orange fought before.

The blood-red figure was still testing Wang Heng's world before, but it stopped at this time.

Wang Heng flicked the knife lightly, and the long knife let out a clear groan.

After a moment of confrontation, a fight broke out.

The void deep space seemed to have a form, and Wang Heng and Red Shadow hedged, striking, and intertwined with each other in physical skills on it, and then staggered past.

Wang Heng gasped slightly.

The confrontation was short, but the intensity was too high, and it was a confrontation far beyond the human level, even if his current physique and magic power still caused a considerable burden on his physical strength.

Fortunately, the way of yin and yang is endless, and the recovery is quite fast, Wang Heng doesn't mind continuing to fight with the other party like this.

Without giving the other party more time, Wang Heng's figure flashed, and he appeared in front of the red shadow again, suppressing the opponent with a more fierce attack than before.

This agent is a body made of magical power, similar to a heroic spirit, backed by inhibition power, the total amount is endless, but the output power for a short period of time is limited.

Wang Heng did not hesitate, under the action of the power of yin and yang, the true qi was transformed into a fierce path of supreme rigidity and yang, and the magic engraving overload exploded, and one knife was even more severe, hitting the short sword of the substitute.

The chosen agent seemed to be an assassin, with a short sword that was agile and swift, and his killing intent was awe-inspiring, but under Wang Heng's fierce attack, he could only take the increasingly heavy sword momentum head-on like a reckless man.

Wang Heng is confident that even if he exchanges injuries with this guy, he will definitely be able to end the battle with one sword, and he will not die.

"I don't seem to be needed anymore." Qingzi calmly watched Wang Heng pressing the agent to fight, even if he had borrowed the next ten years now, and had his own experience, insight and strength when he was 27 years old, he was still a little staggered.

Wella also breathed a sigh of relief.

Wang Heng has indeed become a lot stronger, at least she can no longer continue to teach him swordsmanship, the seemingly chaotic knife, the rhythm control and implication are not inferior to her.

Different from previous imitations, Wang Heng already has his own way of knife skills.

Hearing the voice beside him, he was stunned, looked at the waist-high flame-red woman, and asked tentatively, "Miss Qingzi?" ”

Qingzi scratched her head a little in confusion, but then greeted generously: "Yo, Miss Wella, long time no see." ”

Wella looked at Aoko with a subtle look in her eyes.

She didn't say anything about the changes in her hair, it was normal for the changes in magic to have an effect on the body...... But why did you even change your clothes?

Sailor Moon?

Qingzi smiled bitterly: "Don't look at me like that, I'm a little shy." ”

After speaking, he sighed: "I don't want to be like this either...... Is it to blame me ten years later? ”

"Isn't that still you?" Wella held back the complaint that she had nowhere to vent in her heart, but Yama didn't hold back.

Qingzi swept him from beginning to end: "Uncle, who are you?" ”

The corners of Yama's eyes twitched, but he didn't speak.

This woman seemed to be more upright than the bull's fool, and Yama really didn't want to get into that kind of quarrel.

Qingzi nodded suddenly, and finally remembered: "You put away the pearled moon oil, it's very strong." ”

Yan Luo turned his head stiffly to look at Wang Heng: "The lord seems to be about to win." ”

did not exceed his expectations, Wang Heng accumulated momentum one by one, and when he slashed the last knife, he fell into the artistic conception of opening up the world.

The void suddenly darkened, and then a line of sword light broke through it, and with the will to cut nothing, the red shadow and the short sword were cut into two parts.

Wang Heng stared at him and stood in the deep sky.

There is a fluke in opening the sky with a knife, and the whole world is blessed to the soul under the promotion of the whole world, which can only be said to be a clever hand.

But now he has grasped that hint, as long as he can write it down and practice it diligently, this knife will truly become his thing.

"It should be over, right?" Aoko glanced at it.

Wella nodded, looking a little uncertain: "It should be...... Right? ”

Yama Luo's expression was solemn, and the Book of Life and Death and the Soul Hooking Pen appeared in his hand: "No...... More of those spirits have appeared! ”

In the deep sky, one figure after another appeared, each with an aura like a red shadow.

Wang Heng smiled bitterly and opened his eyes: "Is it necessary to do this?" ”

Naturally, no one answered, and interrupted his aftertaste of that hint.

Suppression has made his threat a must-kill rank, a force that will disrupt the world.

Wang Heng took a deep breath, shook off the cloak behind him, and the endless black tide surged out.

After many years of practice, Ah Le once again appeared as a locust plague.

If the locust plague when she was first weak was a rushing river, now that she has recovered and become more sophisticated, she is already a monstrous ocean!

The Agents burst out with all kinds of power to kill the Flying Locusts, but more locust tides frantically gnawed at the Agents of the magic power like flowing water, giving birth to more Flying Locusts, Yama sprinkled pen and ink, and the Endless Iron Rope detained the Agents in the book of life and death, although there were still new Agents appearing, but it seemed that the victory was sealed.

But a new force appeared, bursting with great power, and with each power it was aroused, a large wave of locusts was swept away.

Wang Heng struggled to cut off the agent in front of him, gritting his teeth: "Heroic Spirit!" ”

If the agents of the suppression force were only empty heroic spirits, then what appears now are genuine heroic spirits.

Engraved on the foundation of the world, the infinite heroes of the endless era on the Valhalla, their treasures often break the country of Jiangpo.

But...... The inhibition is already overspending.

The Heroic Spirits are dead beings, and there is a price to pay for manifesting here.

I don't know if there is the inhibition of voluntary consciousness, and I have regarded him as your mortal enemy!

Qingzi also joined the battle in silence, unleashing all her power against the unknown heroes, and the void fluctuated with terror.

The minotaur gasped heavily, and the steel fork stabbed into the chest of a heroic spirit holding a long sword, and the muscles on the horse's arms were raised, and the blade of the axe was slashed, and the heroic spirit scattered into a point of light.

Wang Heng's face was hideous, and he broke out with all his strength recklessly, and the sword light across the deep space swept through, and the heroic spirit tools were smashed along the way.

This is a forcibly imitated Wei Na slashed the sky with Ah Le, and the energy in his body has been exhausted no matter what.

In the deep sky, even the aftermath of this knife was left behind, engraved on the outer side of the vast desert and far-reaching world.

The effect is remarkable, and there is not a single Heroic Spirit that fills the deep space.

Wang Heng's hands trembled a little: "It's over...... Finish? ”

As if in response to him, there were golden fluctuations in the void, and the blonde-haired and red-eyed heroic spirit wearing golden armor slowly stepped out, and asked with arrogance: "Stranger, tell this king, your name." ”

Wang Heng took a deep breath, raised the knife again, and said slowly: "Wang Heng." ”

The handsome and heroic spirit dressed in dazzling gold nodded: "In front of such warriors, Yu Yi should not be stingy with his name, remember it!" My name: Gilgamesh! ”

Wang Heng's pupils shrank.

The name of Gilgamesh is immeasurable, and as the oldest heroic king of mankind, he is an insurmountable peak on Valhalla!

With a haughty face and a cold red eye, Gilgamesh's right hand was held diagonally, and the golden space fluctuated, and the golden hilt of the sword emerged from it.

Wang Heng wanted to strike preemptively before the sword was drawn, but his physical condition did not allow it.

What's more, the faint fluctuations behind the hero king have already shown that even if the other party is arrogant, he is absolutely not careless.

He was just paying homage to the warrior and was going to pay his respects with the strongest blow.