Chapter 291: The Final Battle (Finale)

Wang Yang actually replied in the same way: "It's very simple。。。。。。 Slows teleportation in half. ”

The pupils of the clone Zheng Zhe contracted suddenly: as an existence that awakened the light of the mind, even if he was not good at spatial skills, he understood the horror of slowing down teleportation, which was like throwing a stone from A to B - even if A was in B ** in New York - all it took was enough strength and precision, but what if the parabola was straightened and pushed all the way through? That's not a matter of doubling the difficulty.

Taking a deep breath, the clone Zheng Zha asked, "Why didn't you make a move just now?" Even time and space can be annihilated, and I can't be sure of dodging it. ”

Wang Yang replied lightly: "Because 。。。。。。 I need to get out of my shackles. ”

Since breaking through to the intermediate Saiyan, Wang Yang began to vaguely feel the restraint, yes, it is the restraint, when he moves, between the breath and the audio, it seems to be nothing, and the more his strength increases, the clearer this feeling becomes, until he experienced Gaia's consciousness and promoted to a high-level Saiyan in one fell swoop, he can almost touch it, as if an invisible armor has infinite power, but at the same time, it is also firmly imprisoned something.

So far, there was only one moment when he didn't feel bound at all, and that was the last moment of the Matrix, when he completely lost his body and achieved the Metaverse Convergence State.

In other words, the stronger his physical body, the more difficult it is for the spiritual body to transcend; In other words, the stronger his energy manipulation, the weaker the rule control.

Of course, the clone Zheng Zhe didn't know this, but the fourth-order intermediate gene lock power was enough for him to see a lot of things under the surface, he looked at Wang Yang, and his eyes suddenly burst out with a cold lightning-like essence: "Such a powerful skill, it consumes a lot, right?" ”

Wang Yang was silent and faltering. The wounds on his body began to lose a lot of blood again because he couldn't control it, and the rain flowed down and spilled into the muddy ground.

The voice of the clone Zheng Qi was not loud, but every word was more shocking than thunder: "If I'm not mistaken, now you can just barely stand, so what are you going to do in the next battle?" With your pride, do you choose the destruction of your self-esteem or the mantis arm blocking the car? ”

Speaking of this, he said solemnly, "To be honest, I'm looking forward to it." ”

Not sarcasm, not mockery, but real anticipation. Some opponents, as long as he is still breathing, miracles will follow, and Zheng Zhe and Zhao Yingkong have made the best interpretation of this. And Wang Yang, who is the strongest player in the Central Continent team, what kind of background and explosiveness will he have?

The voice settled, and the clone Zheng Zha began to walk.

Once he takes a step, nothing and no strength can stop his killing intent.

Every step he took, the flames on his body decreased by one point, and the big sword in his hand was condensed by one point, and every step he took seemed to be stepping on a wonderful rhythm, thunder and lightning, and violent storms, all of which could not suppress his low and powerful steps.

The wind, the roaring thunderstorm, the gloomy sky, and the lifeless night all seemed to become his foil at this moment, because his back was greater than all these combined.

And Wang Yang, who was standing opposite, was locked by the fourth-order power of the clone Zheng Zha, and all the conditions of his body were clearly investigated, that was really inferior to ordinary people, this little wind and rain could make him shaky, although Wang Yang's mental fluctuations suddenly became extremely active, but so what? At this moment, even if Wang Yang has the power to reach the heavens and has the ability to destroy the world, he can't escape the simplest principle - the lack of energy to promote.

But at this time, the weak Wang Yang suddenly smiled at him peacefully, and then slowly stretched out his hand.

A ball of light appeared between Wang Yang's five fingers.

The ball of light is only the size of a fist, the color is dull, inconspicuous, and more importantly, there is not the slightest fluctuation of energy, but if you feel it carefully, you will find that this dark and indescribable sphere exudes a deep dead silence and endless attraction all the time, like a black hole, as long as you look at it, your consciousness will unconsciously fall into it.

No amount of force could stop the clone Zheng Zhe.

But this small ball of light made the clone Zheng Zha Huo Ran stop.

The moment the ball of light appeared, his whole body suddenly lightened, as if gravity had been suddenly withdrawn, and then, not only gravity, air fluctuations, temperature changes, but even his own tempered body also faintly showed signs of losing control.

If the clone Zheng Zha's perception could connect to Wang Yang, he would see that countless invisible silk threads in the void were fluctuating violently, as if a heavenly net covering all things in heaven and earth was being pulled, and the long whale sucked water and flowed into Wang Yang's hand, condensing into that small ball of light.

Facing the slightly changing gaze of the clone Zheng Zha, Wang Yang said lightly: "I said that your wait will be worth it." ”

The clone Zheng Zha was about to say something, when he suddenly seemed to realize something, and suddenly raised his head to look at the sky: above the endless clouds, something that almost merged with the night was falling like a meteor catching the moon.

As the speed of the fall became faster and faster, the falling thing began to emit more and more intense light, and after a few seconds, it was as bright as a star, leaving an extremely dazzling golden pillar of light in the night, and what was even more shocking was that it began to burst out with endless majestic momentum, and everywhere it passed, everything disappeared instantly, whether it was clouds, thunderstorms, air, or even the space itself, there were signs of instability, and countless small spatial cracks flashed away.

Facing the shocked gaze of the clone Zheng Zha, Wang Yang smiled slightly and spread out his palms.

The ball of light broke away from Wang Yang's control and began to rise slowly, facing the huge ball of light above his head, rising higher and higher, flying faster and faster, like a small moth thrown at the star, but even if the star has such a majestic momentum and dazzling brilliance, it can't hide the unruly posture and luxurious nature of the little moth.

This situation made the clone Zheng Zha no longer hesitate, and the premonition of danger surging wildly clearly told him that Wang Yang, who seemed to be exhausted, had unprecedented terrifying power, even his body and the Celestial God Team did not let him feel such a strong premonition of death, as if he would be wiped out in the next second; He had to kill this powerful enemy immediately, and even a second more would be a great threat to himself.

"Snort"

A black greatsword pierced Wang Yang's chest without hindrance.

"You?!" The clone Zheng Zha glanced at Wang Yang in shock, in terms of Wang Yang's will to fight, there should not be a scene of waiting to be killed under any circumstances, but in front of him。。。。。。 But he didn't have time to think about it, he had to pursue the ball of light released from Wang Yang's hand as soon as possible, although he didn't know what would happen if these two balls of light that looked very different collided, but it was by no means idle that could make a powerhouse of his realm tremble.

He drew his sword. Spread the wings. Pause. Get ready to take to the skies.

But it didn't work. His two-handed sword was obviously embedded in Wang Yang's chest, Wang Yang was obviously exhausted and bruised all over his body, but he just couldn't pull it out, and even the hand holding the sword was glued together.

"You 。。。。。。" The clone Zheng Zha's voice was full of surprise and disbelief.

Wang Yang didn't seem to notice anything, just looked up to the sky, his eyes were full of calm and focused feelings, deep and unfathomable. This made his whole person show a kind of posthumous and independent temperament, and the previous fierce and brave fighting style and the will to fight without regrets have disappeared without a trace.

He just stood there, silent, waiting, quietly watching the two balls of light get closer and closer。。。。。。

"Boom β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”β€”"

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The endless heat and light dissipate, and Raccoon City is once again covered in night.

But there are no zombies, no survivors, no vegetation, no wind and clouds, no thunderstorms, no traces of human civilization, only a flat pit that stretches for dozens of kilometers, the landscape is deformed, the creatures are extinct, everything is like the erosion of endless years.

Only two seriously wounded and dying figures remained.

A scarred and miserable figure asked, "What is this trick called?" Listening to the voice, it was the infinitely powerful replica Zheng Zha.

Wang Yang still retains the previous situation, because no matter what happens, as the support point of the scale, he will not be affected in any way, but the piercing wound in his chest is really shocking, and his face has no trace of life, and death is only in an instant: "Thunder? All things are extinct. ”

The clone Zheng Zha muttered to himself, "This kind of power。。。。。。 It is by no means a fourth-order subtlety of gene locking. ”

Wang Yang looked at the night sky and said lightly: "You are too narrow-minded, there are two ultimate forms of power, one is subtle, and the other is grand. "At this moment, the night sky has finally returned to the scene that should have been presented in the weather forecast: cloudless skies and starry skies. The previous thunderstorms and heavy rains were caused by excessive condensation of vitality.

After being silent for a while, the clone Zheng Zha suddenly said: "I have lost the strength to fight again, although your injuries are more serious than mine, but the teleportation is enough to support you to complete the main plot and return to the main god space." Kill me. ”

Wang Yangfeng smiled lightly: "Your life shouldn't end in my hands, you better prepare for the final battle with him." ”

The clone Zheng Zha looked at Wang Yang for a while, and suddenly smiled: "Then this team battle? ”

Wang Yang's figure gradually disappeared into the air: "Tie." ”

Looking at the place where Wang Yang disappeared, after a long time, the clone Zheng Zha said in a barely audible voice:

"Thank you!"