"You guys really me off." The fluffy wings flapped slightly, and the blood cross looked down at Zheng Dong and Wang Xi, and a drunken flush welled up in his compound eyes.

"Be careful." Zheng Dong stared at the Blood Cross with his eyebrows, and three of the six black vortices around him flew towards Wang Xi, protecting his front half of his body and head.

At the critical moment, Wang Xi didn't say anything, clenched the golden long sword in his hand, and whispered, "What is the high-dimensional system attribute of the Blood Cross?" ”

"The space of the four mainstreams."

Wang Xi's face couldn't help but be more solemn when he heard this, he bit his red lips and muttered, "I didn't expect to be able to fight against the four mainstreams." ”

"You seem excited?" Zheng Dong glanced at Wang Xi, who had a hint of expectation in his eyes.

"Stepping into the galaxy level, my understanding of atomic combinations has risen to a new level," Wang Xi said, "The sword in my hand is made of a metal that I have made myself, and it has the miraculous effect of destroying the enemy's genes." ”

"Destroying genes?"

"I'll show you, of course, if my sword can touch the Blood Cross." Wang Xi stuck out his tongue, and Zheng Dong's eyes couldn't help jumping.

The solemnity of the military uniform and the cuteness of the people are intertwined, and there is a different kind of charm.

"Anyone who has seen my knife is dead." The sound of the blood cross came, and the two turned their heads, seeing the former stretch out his hands, slowly drawing a dark spatial crack in front of him, and then inserted his hand into it, and his arms trembled and drew a blood-colored dagger from it.

The dagger is not long, it is more like a broken sword, the fracture is slanted, the grip has a slight arc, and the tail has a red crystal.

The three fingers of the Blood Cross grabbed the dagger, and then gently swung it at Zheng Dong.

A black crack that was a long length slashed towards Zheng Dong like a blade of light.

Zheng Dong wanted to retreat, but suddenly felt that he couldn't move.

"Space freezes, I'm analyzing!"

"One hundredth, two percent ......" The cry of cutting the waves was still ringing, and the black cracks had already arrived.

His pupils shrank suddenly, and Zheng Dong watched as the black crack cut into his body.

At this moment, the three black vortices on his body spun wildly, and the black cracks twisted when they collided with them, but that's all, there was not a single energy fluctuation coming out.

In the sight of the Blood Cross, the spatial protection that had always shrouded Zheng Dong's body was gradually shattering, and the violent spatial fluctuations spread out with Zheng Dong as the center, and for a while, all the space equipment within a radius of thousands of miles failed.

"What is that layer on his body that can actually block the spatial blade?" Blood Cross stared at Zheng Dong, a touch of shock welling up in his mind.

"Devouring genes can't stop it!" Chopping waves shouted anxiously.

The friction became more and more intense, the black cracks and the black vortex blended together, Zheng Dong felt that his body was being torn slowly, and the intense pain almost broke his brain.

"No!" Zheng Dong endured the pain, but suddenly saw a figure in a white military uniform rushing towards him.

The black vortex on the surface of Qianying's body spun rapidly, forcibly breaking through the frozen space, and struggling to move forward.

"Thirty percent, one hundred percent!" Chopping Waves shouted, "The exterior is broken!" ”

The moment the space solidified and contacted, black cracks, white shadows, and Zheng Dong himself were staggered.

Wang Xi pounced on Zheng Dong, and the latter's severed half of his body spurted red blood.

"It's a pity." Blood Cross shook his head, then snorted coldly, and the spatial blade in his hand continued to accumulate energy.

At the moment now, Wang Xi pounced on Zheng Dong's body, and the black vortex he carried returned to Zheng Dong's body, and the six black vortices together resisted the spatial crack split by the spatial blade, and resisted it alive. The spatial crack shattered at the moment it cut into Zheng Dong's body, tearing the left half of Zheng Dong's body alive, and the flesh and blood touched by the fragments disappeared directly, and the fracture was smooth and round.

If there was no Wang Xi's support, Zheng Dong's head would have been split in half by a crack, and the death of the brain would mean that Zheng Dong really died.

A gray light erupted all over his body, and Zheng Dong attracted back the severed body, and the bright red flesh spread and grew rapidly from the incision on his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" When Wang Xi asked this sentence, Zheng Dong was already repairing himself, and the former sighed slightly.

"Thank you." Zheng Dong coughed dryly, looked at Wang Xi's eyes and said.

"Nothing." Wang Xi glanced at Zheng Dong's hands and feet that had grown again, and then let go of his hands.

"Hey!" The limbs of the freshman were not too sensitive, Zheng Dong stumbled when he landed, and shouted to Wang Xi, who had fallen steadily, "You're so welcome." ”

"You're fine, let's find a dress to put on." Wang Xidai frowned slightly and turned around.

Zheng Dong looked down at his half-naked body, the newborn body was as white and tender as a baby, in stark contrast to the old body that was a little yellow.

Finding a black robe from the four-dimensional storage space and putting it on, Zheng Dong looked up at the Blood Cross.

"With this damage, the dark matter and dark energy in your body will have to be absorbed for a while longer." Chopping Waves said.

"Leave that alone, what is that dagger?" Zheng Dong stared at the blood-colored dagger in the hand of the Blood Cross, his heart palpitated, the other party looked like he was gathering strength to prepare for the next attack, Zheng Dong didn't have the confidence to stop such an attack again.

"That's the Space Blade, a cold weapon made of Space Primordial Stone," Chopping Lang said, "The Space Primordial Stone is not a stone, it is a substance with a density before the critical point of the black hole, but it is not heavy, all its mass is limited to the four-dimensional space, and it can only act on the three-dimensional space when the mass is released,"

The black vortex on the surface of Qianying's body spun rapidly, forcibly breaking through the frozen space, and struggling to move forward.

"Thirty percent, one hundred percent!" Chopping Waves shouted, "The exterior is broken!" ”

The moment the space solidified and contacted, black cracks, white shadows, and Zheng Dong himself were staggered.

Wang Xi pounced on Zheng Dong, and the latter's severed half of his body spurted red blood.

"It's a pity." Blood Cross shook his head, then snorted coldly, and the spatial blade in his hand continued to accumulate energy.

At the moment now, Wang Xi pounced on Zheng Dong's body, and the black vortex he carried returned to Zheng Dong's body, and the six black vortices together resisted the spatial crack split by the spatial blade, and resisted it alive. The spatial crack shattered at the moment it cut into Zheng Dong's body, tearing the left half of Zheng Dong's body alive, and the flesh and blood touched by the fragments disappeared directly, and the fracture was smooth and round.

If there was no Wang Xi's support, Zheng Dong's head would have been split in half by a crack, and the death of the brain would mean that Zheng Dong really died.

A gray light erupted all over his body, and Zheng Dong attracted back the severed body, and the bright red flesh spread and grew rapidly from the incision on his shoulder.

"Are you alright?" When Wang Xi asked this sentence, Zheng Dong was already repairing himself, and the former sighed slightly.

"Thank you." Zheng Dong coughed dryly, looked at Wang Xi's eyes and said.

"Nothing." Wang Xi glanced at Zheng Dong's hands and feet that had grown again, and then let go of his hands.

"Hey!" The limbs of the freshman were not too sensitive, Zheng Dong stumbled when he landed, and shouted to Wang Xi, who had fallen steadily, "You're so welcome." ”

"You're fine, let's find a dress to put on." Wang Xidai frowned slightly and turned around.

Zheng Dong looked down at his half-naked body, the newborn body was as white and tender as a baby, in stark contrast to the old body that was a little yellow.

Finding a black robe from the four-dimensional storage space and putting it on, Zheng Dong looked up at the Blood Cross.

"With this damage, the dark matter and dark energy in your body will have to be absorbed for a while longer." Chopping Waves said.

"Leave that alone, what is that dagger?" Zheng Dong stared at the blood-colored dagger in the hand of the Blood Cross, his heart palpitated, the other party looked like he was gathering strength to prepare for the next attack, Zheng Dong didn't have the confidence to stop such an attack again.

"That's the Space Blade, a cold weapon made of Space Primordial Stone," Chopping Lang said, "The Space Primordial Stone is not a stone, it is a substance with a density before the critical point of the black hole, but it is not heavy, all its mass is limited to the four-dimensional space, and it can only act on the three-dimensional space when the mass is released,"