Chapter 903: One move at a time, there is no dust left behind
On the other side of the source, the supreme military decision, the war faction and the exploration faction both invested most of their combat power. In a battlefield where Tang Shidao is located, many top heroes have come to watch and prepare, seeking opportunities to snipe enemies and suppress rookies.
Shen Changhong couldn't hit Tang Shidao, and the surprise attack on the white beauty was also expected by the war faction.
They're used to it.
In order to win, all means will be spared.
It can also be said that all the powerful people in the void have never seen the state of the Great Curse Human Emperor going all out, and they all want to test it and find an opportunity to reveal the 'upper limit' of the Human Emperor. In this way, everyone has a thorough understanding of the rookie of the human emperor. In the future, whether they are united or hostile, everyone has a bottom in their hearts.
The battle of the Academy Palace is the best opportunity to test the Human Emperor.
This moment.
They also got the answer: attacking the white beauty, the war faction achieved what the god gray did not achieve, and the original form of the human emperor was transformed and sublimated into an elemental transformation; Attacking the White Beauty, the skill that the War Sect Witness Emperor has never used at the same time, the Ancestor is perfect, the Ancestor Aoti, and the dark golden crow bloodline. Attacking the white beauty, the war faction also touched the reverse scales of the human emperor and revealed the full state of the human emperor.
However, they regretted it.
The Emperor of Man was furious.
The gods shuddered.
They began to realize that it was a mistake.
It shouldn't.
You shouldn't wake up this sleeping beast.
"Hmph, come on, I'm not afraid of you." Shen Changhong's fists shone with strange light, and his voice was bold, as if he was not intimidated by this anger. It doesn't care what the opponent is capable of, as long as it holds the Space-Time Dragon Fist Gauntlet, it has the confidence to fight everything. The ancient magic weapon of the apex, the equipment of the apex, can have supreme power with the blessing of its top-level combat power.
There was a loud roar, but the opponent did not respond.
Only a wooden spear smashed down.
"Break it." Meteor Changhong's fists exploded, it had absolute confidence to shatter everything, and hesitated about this nameless wooden spear. The bone material of the space-time dragon, the modeling of the embryo, and the molding of the ancient magic weapon, such equipment cannot be no match for a piece of wood.
At this time, everyone thought the same.
No matter how magical the human emperor's wooden spear is, it is not an ancient magic weapon with a name and surname after all. In the face of the combination of the apex and the strong, it is impossible for it to prevail.
However.
Boom.
The bones of the Time and Space Dragon Fist were splashed, the fist gloves were shattered, and the Rainbow ...... It had fallen to its knees and had been beaten to its knees by the Emperor's spear. At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded. The ancient magic weapon cracked and smashed, and the elder knelt on the ground with one move, this kind of sharp power, people seemed to see Zen Jiu's Open Heaven Stick, the supreme divine weapon that could even be beaten by the Tianmen shield.
Before the crowd could exclaim, they saw another scene in disbelief.
It's not a one-shot shot.
It's not over yet.
Meteor Changhong struck with all his might, and his strength reached its peak when the fists and spears collided. Then the move was aborted, and the sacrifice could only be repeated. However, the blow of the wooden spear is not like this, it does not go from low charge to the highest peak, it has always been the highest peak. When the wings of infinite magic flutter, the striking power of the wooden spear is always 100% powerful, and it will never weaken.
"Kill ......" Shen Changhong roared angrily and tried his best to protect himself. However, the arms shattered, the fist gauntlets flicked, and the wooden spear swept down like a sand sculpture snowman.
Just one hit.
The dignified old man was shattered.
However.
This is still not the end...... Falling Changhong was defeated, and it should have ended in pieces. But at this moment, it was just the opposite, the wooden spear was like a whirlpool, absorbing all the energy of the Falling Changhong. Even, even the back hand of Fallen Changhong hiding elsewhere was not spared. At this moment, everyone saw that the Great Space Technique had opened the super-alien space conduction, and forcibly dragged in all the activation spells related to Meteorite Changhong.
The blow of the wooden spear does not stop, and the activation spell takes its damage like it.
Black Flame Forging.
Energy dissipation.
And they found that the wooden spear had an extra layer of mist, like a cloud like the cloud map of creation. In this blow, Meteor Changhong not only dissipated his own strength, but even his activation spell exhausted everything. What's even more terrifying, people also saw the vision of the three sides competing for food: the void, the creation cloud map, and the wooden spear, and the three of them divided into the Falling Changhong at this moment.
Wooden spear bombardment.
Meteoric Changhong's cosmic heart and private plane were forcibly separated, like a kind of sacrifice, the wooden spear decomposed Meteor Changhong into countless private planes, and fed back into the void. In the same way, its skills and skills were also forcibly robbed, and it was immediately preyed upon by the Creation Cloud Atlas after being scattered by the wooden spear. Such a loss, even if it has someone to help it and has an activation spell to save itself, it is actually useless, and it cannot 'regain' the original thing from the Void and the Creation Cloud Atlas.
After one hit.
In the field, the Fallen Changhong deity completely turned into a mortal, a weakling person at the lowest level of the life class.
Even though it still has a few activation spells that are not extinguished, it has lost all energy. Activation spells can be repracticed and repracticed, but that's the Year of the Monkey. After this destruction, it is more difficult for Meteor Changhong to rise again than for an ordinary person to reach the top and become a god. Unless it has the ability to outperform the Void and the Creation Cloud Atlas and recapture it quickly. Otherwise, it will be like a treasure that has been carved up and 'whitewashed', and only a shell remains.
This kind of ending.
From the god of the apex to the lowest mortal, it can be said that this is more uncomfortable than death.
"So what...... I am on the other side of the source, I am immortal, I will never die, what can you do with me...... Come on, hit me...... Watch me beat you to death this woman. "Meteoric Changhong lost all its strength, all its hidden treasures, all its resources, and all its skills, and it suddenly went crazy. It was scared crazy by the consequences. Becoming a mortal self is worthless in the eyes of his peers.
Re-practice?
Hehe, that's easier said than done.
The so-called generation of the country has talents, who would deliberately cultivate an old bone who has lost all capital.
At this point, all it has left is a poisonous mouth.
The other side of the source can guarantee immortality, and it can scold and swing its fists with unscrupulous bullets.
But.
With a bang, the fist that Meteor Changhong had just swung was blasted into blood slag.
Tang Shidao himself was holding a magic gun. Another derivative of the Mage Credential, the legacy of the previous inheritor, the Dragon Mage: the Ink Dragon Gun! It does not break the law of the other side of the source, it conforms to the law of the other side of the source. Here I am separated from the power, I am only a mortal state, and all the damage I experience is borne by the 'separation force'.
In other words.
The separation force is a god, and I am a mortal, even if I am hit by the planet, I will be borne by the separation force, and I can be unharmed.
But.
Now the separation power of Falling Changhong has weakened, and only the activation spell that has not been extinguished remains...... They are still in a state of exhaustion, and they are actually no different from mortals. Tang Shidao's Ink Dragon Gun was ordinary, but this shot 'mortals' couldn't afford it.
Everyone saw the activation spell and knew the truth.
Meteoric Changhong, it no longer has a separate 'god' level power to take the damage in its place. He himself, his detachment forces, both are mortal.
Second gunshot.
Falling to the ground with a headshot...... I have to say that it is the first mage in hundreds of millions of years to really die on the other side of the source. At this moment, everyone also understood why the Human Emperor deliberately guided the Void and the Creation Cloud Atlas to seize food. The Human Emperor is to kill Meteor Changhong and kill it completely.
Meanwhile.
The few activation spells that emitted a glimmer of light were also gone, as if they had naturally fallen into a corner of the void. They do not resurrect their masters, as they have been wiped clean by the Creation Cloud Atlas and do not remember who their owners are. As soon as the rainbows died, they completely returned to their 'natural' state, as if they were born in the void.
At this moment, everyone in the war faction was shocked.
They don't understand one thing.
Why?
Can the Human Emperor 'communicate' the Void and the Creation Cloud Atlas so that they can join the ranks of the 'Eater' Meteor Changhong? It is not surprising that the Human Emperor has a divine character and can communicate with the Void. What about the Genesis Cloud Atlas? It can't touch, can't sense, can't communicate.
At this time.
The Primordial Ancestor Turtle, who retreated to the side, nodded: "Well, I've heard that people who enter the Primordial Law Domain alone can do it. Their primordial marks are different, we are curse marks, they are cloud marks. Therefore, they can directly sacrifice the Creation Cloud Atlas and present what they have mastered or killed. I have no traces of primordial clouds, I have only heard of them, but I don't fully understand them. ”
Hearing this, everyone was even more shocked.
The implication.
This is not an accident, nor is it a spell, the human emperor himself has this ability? The Human Emperor can decompose the shattered gods into cosmic planes and feed the Endless Void. You can also communicate with the Genesis Cloud Atlas to loot and erase the enemy's abilities...... Isn't this kind of person more terrible than God Gray?
"Mr. Renhuang, we have no intention of ......" Bai Jiao of the war faction stepped forward.
But he didn't finish speaking.
The wooden spear has pierced like lightning.
At this time.
The spirit hedgehog, who has never been able to find a chance, flashed forward, urging the valley to have the strongest defense and anti-shock ability. It didn't want to break the enemy, it only wanted to hurt the enemy and fight for a chance for everyone. From the current point of view, the human emperor is absolutely mad, and he will definitely not show mercy to his subordinates. The spirit hedgehog's hands are staggered, the arms and shields are shining, the breastplate is dazzling, and the whole person has also entered a state of glow crystal.
However.
In the next second, the wooden spear pierced its arm shield, its breastplate, its hedron body like tissue paper.
Even.
Below it, the ground of the Void Yuan Soil was also knocked out of a giant vortex by the tip of the spear, and the aftermath of the impact shook and spread far away. The spirit hedgehog didn't believe it until he died, the protection of his two ancient magic weapons, coupled with the body of the brilliant source crystal, could not stop the other party's simple stab.
Suddenly, it understood again.
The strongest edge of the wooden spear is not 'hitting', but 'stabbing'...... The death of Shen Changhong gave everyone the illusion that 'thorn' was the essence of the wooden spear.
Same as the previous move.
The wooden spear swirled.
The detaching power of the spirit hedgehog was twisted into countless fragments of the private plane, feeding back into the void, and the scene scattered like meteors. In the same way, the Creation Cloud Atlas has robbed it of all its skills, forcibly taking back everything that the Shadow of the Hedgehog's power knows. However, the action ends here. The Emperor himself did not shoot, did not kill the hedgehog himself.
It's not the same as Falling Changhong.
The meteoric Changhong who attacked the white beauty was completely killed and completely erased, and the spirit hedgehog was only 'whitewashed'. It became mortal, but, at least not dead, several activation spells were also depleted of energy without detaching themselves. If the hedgehog works hard to rebuild, it can start with a few 'mortal-level' activation spells to help, and at least have the benefit of several times the results of one person's efforts.
Everyone was in a panic, and the original ancestor turtle stretched out a hand to protect the spirit hedgehog that could be injured by a knife and gun.
As the host of the arena.
If the emperor does not kill, there is nothing wrong with the original ancestor turtle taking shelter.
Now.
The war faction made a surprising move: escape!
They don't want to fight, and they don't have the confidence to fight. The owner activates the teleportation ring, flashes away from the planet, and returns to a safe area. Their detached power also flashed into the sky, fleeing the planet in the blink of an eye. The Explorers and Neutrals were a little incredulous, but they also understood that it was unwise for the War Faction to provoke the angry Emperor right now. Two spears and two kills, the two lessons of Falling Changhong and Spirit Hedgehog are in front of them, and they cannot repeat the mistakes of the past.
However.
The shadow of power flashed, and the next second it flashed off the stage again.
It's as if in a circle.
At this time, everyone in the audience realized that they didn't know when, the whole world turned into pure black. However, the war faction is pure white. They are in a different position from the environment, and there is no way back at all.
The hand holding the wooden spear was still burning with black flames, but there was a kind of 'shall I allow you to go' cold.