Zheng Xiao's mind was still clear after all, and the relevant concept was quickly clear in his mind: "You released No. 3!" ”

He already didn't have the strength to communicate with An Weng, but when he saw this scene, his heart was agitated, and he actually squeezed out a little bit of energy.

An Weng didn't respond, probably because he didn't have time, because at this moment, a roar sounded, and the edge of the rooftop of Building A suddenly collapsed, and the dazzling light was like a small sun, jumping up from below.

In the dancing waves of light, Childe stepped out of it and strode towards the burning An Weng behind the magic array.

Ouyang Chen, who was more than twenty meters away from him, shook his head gently.

Just such a subtle movement, also caught by Child, he turned his face, his gray eyes stared at this transcendent who had been a "spectator" for quite some time, and his deep voice seemed to be able to shake the air of the entire rooftop:

"Do you think it's in a lab?"

"In a sense, yes." Ouyang Chen admitted calmly, "This logical world is my laboratory. ”

"That's unfortunate! Put in a guy who's crazier than you and your experiments are destined to be a mess. ”

Child's footsteps did not stop, and as he spoke, he crashed into the automatic defense circle of the Celestial Realm, and the dark flames burned outside him, but there was not a single spark that could penetrate the white light outside of him.

Of course, the priests and knights could have stepped forward to stop them, but those who were immersed in fear and panic could not muster the courage to do so.

Childe came to the periphery of the magic circle unimpeded, still with a crisp and neat movement, stretched out his hand, like breaking a layer of egg shells, and blasted the cocoon-shaped light pattern into fragments in the sky.

One of the three pillars of the Tianyan realm, and the most important one, was just blasted.

Correspondingly, the two main priests on the roofs of Buildings B and C were like being penetrated by uncontrolled high-voltage electricity, and almost simultaneously let out a miserable hiss, and the light patterns outside their bodies distorted and cracked.

Zheng Xiao was slightly better, he found Childe rushing to the rooftop in time, and he was mentally prepared, although the backlash was tragic, it was not fatal after all.

But on the other rooftop, An Chengli, who was already six gods and no master, was not so lucky, forcibly intervening in the deep area of the spiritual level, which had already overwhelmed him, and the counter-devouring power of the collapse of the pillars of the Heavenly Evolution Realm had crushed his physical body in the first place.

The splattered flesh had not yet completely dispersed before it turned into a flaming torch. The pain of torn and burning flesh incinerated Ahn Sung-ri's will to ashes, and he fell to his knees, then fell to the ground, rolling and wailing, each weaker than the last.

In Building A, outside An Weng's body, the dark flames spread half a meter to the ground, and the intensity of the burning increased by many times. The robe outside his body, his thin body, were all on fire, and the light penetrated deep into his body, and through the flames, he could even see the emptiness behind him.

But An Weng only stood quietly, still maintaining the triangular seal corresponding to the Heavenly Evolution Realm, only slightly raising his face, his eyes still cloudy in the flames, and staring at Child's gray pupils.

The moment his eyes met, he opened his mouth slightly, and from his already scorched throat, a faint voice came out: "As long as you yearn for the truth, it must be on both sides of the scale." ”

"But don't be at the mercy of chaos."

Childe stepped forward again and slammed a punch into Ahn's head. The external fist power and the internal flames acted at the same time, and the old man's head was instantly turned into fireworks that burst into the sky.

With one blow, Child's face did not change at all, because he knew that the target of the fist smashing did not have much substance.

The fist that had not yet been withdrawn was slightly twisted, and the invisible shock wave was initiated from the material plane, which rushed against the spiritual plane, and penetrated very deeply. But after all, it was still a step too slow, and a formless and insubstantial shadow burst out of An Weng's burning body and disappeared into the depths of the void.

Childe raised his head, his gaze pointing to the center of the triangle formed by the three buildings, the void directly above the Frost River Reality. There, the projection of the embodied balance of truth stands in the midst of the waves of light that roll like waves.

The Celestial Evolution Realm, which has lost its pillars, may collapse completely at any time, but the projection of the balance of truth still seems to be stable. It's not just the wonder of the holy relics, it's supported by new powers.

On the roof of Building C, Zheng Xiao couldn't stand either, he barely controlled his body, sat on the ground, and looked over in a daze.

In the distorted and turbulent realm of celestial performance, the originally hideous images will only become uglier. The "insect" arthropods, which had previously been scratched only occasionally, appeared in a severely distorted posture. Of course, it was no longer an "insect", but a clear shadow.

The slender arthropods swiped in the light waves, and the demonic body of the human and spider was clinging to the lower part of the projection of the balance of truth, and the light of the six-eyed demon eyes flickered, and no one knew who its attention was directed to.

"Number 3." Zheng Xiao muttered.

Number 3 is a human-faced spider.

The Order of Justice was one of the first forces to clearly start and hunt for the use of human-faced spiders, and with their first move, as well as accurate information, in the past ten days or so, they have captured a total of 5 human-faced spider clones, arranged in numbers 1-5. After some research and testing, each human-faced spider clone devoured each other, plus a specimen that was sent to the first sacrifice, and finally only No. 3 remained, and he has been kept at An Weng's place. No one knows what the old man will do.

Now, Anon was smashed in the head by Child's punch, and No. 3, who had been hidden, reappeared, and plunged into the realm of Tianyan that was about to collapse one step earlier.

When Zheng Xiaozheng was confused, the idea that was still being controlled by the traction of the Tianyan Realm docked with the chaotic and restless power.

Human-faced spider, number 3!

Zheng Xiao instinctively wanted to use the means of manipulating the human-faced spider to ensure the initiative. But in the next moment, behind that chaotic power, he touched a cold and clear level, and the consciousness information was like light waves, and the frequency was so familiar.

At this moment, Zheng Xiao was terrified.

“…… Ann Ong? ”

No. 3 did not respond, but could see that its bewitching six pupils, with its ugly head, were pointing in the other direction at the same time.

It is the rooftop of Building B, where An Chengli is located.

In the next moment, No. 3 disappeared from the tangible and tangible level.

By the time Zheng Xiao relied on his perception ability, which had not yet been completely removed from the spiritual level, he locked on to its position, and No. 3 had already crashed into the depths of the spiritual level, with a clear goal, and instantly covered the rooftop of Building B, and the sharp arthropods were inserted.

Before the attack could be implemented, in the midst of An Chengli's already burning body, another demon shadow rose into the sky and leaped into the void.

Zheng Xiao saw it clearly: another human-faced spider!

"Booty."

A period of consciousness came suddenly and was extremely clear, even if Zheng Xiao was already a little mentally prepared, he was so shocked that he almost blurted out:

"Ann Wong!"

In the flash of thought, deep in the spiritual level, two ugly monsters collided together, and the winner was divided almost instantly.

Number 3, or Ann On, used the nightmarish chelicerae mouthparts to crush half of the "trophy", and then hissed hard, swallowing half of the food in his mouth.

The last thing to be chewed off was the indistinguishable head of a human-faced spider, two ugly heads together, and then one swallowed the other.

There has never been a scene of cannibalism of human-faced spiders that has been so disgusting as it is now.

At least Zheng Xiao couldn't believe it: "Is it really An Weng?" ”