Calmly watching the text master Long Xiu split the big star with a sword, Zheng Shuanglong closed his hands, and the stars of the universe all emitted a strong light, Zheng Shuanglong's figure disappeared, as if he had already integrated into the infinite starlight, there seemed to be a huge black hole in the air, frantically absorbing all the power of the stars. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the darkness, above the void of the universe, there seems to be an eye slowly opening, which is the eye of sin, the eye of judgment, the eye of the stars, the truth, the wisdom, and the source of the power of the stars.

The eye of the stars opened, and an auspicious light shot out.

Infinite pressure enveloped the universe, and the huge intimidating force made Qilin tremble a little, unlike the power given by the text master Long Xiu and Zheng Shuanglong, which was almost borrowed, Zheng Shuanglong's power was completely controllable, and it belonged to Zheng Shuanglong.

With all his might, Zheng Shuanglong showed his absolute dominance over the power of the stars. That terrible control power shocked the textual master Long Xiu.

The sky was full of starlight, and bursts of strange ripples spread out in all directions. At this moment, Zheng Shuanglong melts into the starlight, and at this time, the starlight is Zheng Shuanglong.

Does the writer Long Xiu have the power to destroy all the stars in the entire universe with one blow, and the power to dispel all the star power with one blow? No, so, the writer Long Xiu can't beat Zheng Shuanglong. At least, he can't beat the current Zheng Shuanglong.

Terrifying, it can be said, terrifying, terrifying, in the face of Zheng Shuanglong's absolute dominance over the power of the stars, it was quite difficult to even absorb the power of the stars, and Long Xiu, the writer, was covered in silver light, roaring, like a mad demon fighting the heavens and the earth, facing Zheng Shuanglong, raised a huge silver lightsaber and blasted towards Zheng Shuanglong.

A dazzling silver light emitted a fierce brilliance, it was the brilliance of decay and the end, under this light, the universe dimmed, it seemed that all the light, all the existence was corrupted, this terrible breath of decay, this desperate breath of the end, this huge pressure made those demon gods who had been seriously injured seem to be destroyed on the spot.

Decay begets decay, and the end begets the end. The breath of decay and end in the body erupted under the attraction of the breath of decay and end in the outside world. The three demon gods, the weakest in strength, the most seriously injured, and the three demon gods with the strongest rotten aura in their bodies, were detonated in this way.

The decaying aura brought about by the fall of the Demon God's body made the entire universe seem to be decaying.

However, this incomparably terrifying blow, the almost desperate blow of the Word Master Long Xiu, did not cause the slightest damage to Zheng Shuanglong.

The decay that people can bear, the decay that demon gods can bear, and the decay that stars can endure are completely different. And Zheng Shuanglong, who is integrated into the starlight and uses countless stars in the universe as his wedding dress, will not be devastated by this decay at all. The decay of the mere part of the heavens and the stars is nothing more than that.

After all, this decay, this decaying power, was given by Zheng Shuanglong to the writer Long Xiu, and Zheng Shuanglong naturally would not leave a back hand and a way to deal with it.

Being killed by the power given by himself, this kind of terrible thing, Zheng Shuanglong will not do it.

The decaying aura was dispersed, however, the countless silver rainbows gathered together, and the thick silver rainbows thousands of kilometers long formed, with a 'rumbling' thunderclap, instantly crossed the void and flew in front of Zheng Shuanglong.

In the face of this terrifying power, Zheng Shuanglong just stretched out his fingers indifferently and dissipated this huge star power in the universe.

Seeing Zheng Shuanglong easily defuse his own killer blow, the writer Long Xiu roared angrily: "Come on, come on, let's fight to the death." ”

Crazy, crazy, ferocious, brutal, at this moment, the roaring writer Long Xiu sang a hymn that had not come out of his mouth for a long time, took out all the words and all the items from the Yu disc, and blasted them into his body.

This is the last struggle of the writer Long Xiu, and it is also the only thing that the writer Long Xiu has not forgotten, the last blow of the writer, the desperate blow, and the blow of life.

This blow has turned into the instinct of the writer Long Xiu, and has been imprinted in the soul and body of the writer Long Xiu, and has become an instinct, an instinct that will not be forgotten no matter how long it has been.

The writer Long Xiu is singing, singing the great power of civilization and the great power of words. At the same time, the world is also singing, countless worlds, countless worlds with civilization, echoing in unison, the power of civilization, the power of words, across the endless void, across countless worlds, turned into a strong brilliance shot down from the void, gathered on the body of the writer Long Xiu, the rotten body let out a terrible sorrow, the soul of the end let out a wail of pain, a huge power of civilization, the power of words regardless of the body of the writer Long Xiu, frantically poured in.

At this moment, the writer Long Xiu turned into a golden giant, a titan of destruction, and a guardian of civilization, raised his sword to the sky, roared, and said, "Come on!" Come on! Come on......!!! ”

The golden light was shining, and the writer at this moment, Long Xiu, was like a god descending from the heavens, and he was extremely powerful.

Zheng Shuanglong, who was indifferent to witness the transformation of the writer Long Xiu, spread his hand slightly, the silver light condensed in his hand, and the intoxicating silver light emitted by hundreds of millions of stars was instantly absorbed by Zheng Shuanglong's body, and the entire universe dimmed, and the silver light condensed in Zheng Shuanglong's hands became even more intense, at this moment, Zheng Shuanglong's voice came from the universe that made the whole world tremble: "Come on, yes, come on." The gamers are all enemies of the world, the gamers are the enemies of the world, and the gamers have always been killing, life and death, either you or me, come. Let's fight it out, and we will never die or die. ”

As he spoke, the silver light in Zheng Shuanglong's hand took off his hand and turned into a huge silver rainbow light that blasted towards the writer Long Xiu.

At the same moment, a huge golden light shot down from the sky, the writer Long Xiu roared, crazy, the majestic power filled his body, he turned into a golden light, and raised his sword against Zheng Shuanglong.

The two lights, one gold and one silver, are getting closer and closer, colliding frantically, booming, terrifying roar, directly tearing the universe apart, a pitch-black crack appeared in the universe, terrifying madness and madness devouring all these materials, just like a huge black hole, countless phases, inlaid in the phases of the source world, in the collision between Zheng Shuanglong and the writer Long Xiu, shattered.

The world was torn apart, and the phase was shattered, but the result of the collision of the silver light emitted by Long Xiu, the writer who had turned into a golden giant, and Zheng Shuanglong, was not so optimistic.

Long Xiu, the invincible writer just now, and Long Xiu, the writer who used to use the power of civilization and the power of words to dominate the world, has once again recovered the power of civilization and the power of words, and under the echo of countless world civilizations, the power of civilization and the power of words have been greatly improved again, but Zheng Shuanglong was beaten by Zheng Shuanglong to be extremely miserable.

In front of Zheng Shuanglong's space technique, in front of Zheng Shuanglong's power of stars, and in front of Zheng Shuanglong's power of the three hundred and sixty-five heavens and small worlds, the power of words that has been understood and the profession of the writer who has been seen through are not so optimistic.

In an instant, hundreds of millions of bombardments, the shattering of endless star power, and the vibration of infinite ripples were exchanged for a strange 'snap' sound, and the text master Long Xiu, who had regained the power of civilization and the power of words, let out a miserable scream, and the huge lightsaber in his hand collapsed into a golden point of light in the sky and flew out, and the text on the text master Long Xiu's body was shattered like a glass-like giant's body, revealing his body.

Shattering the giant body of the Textsmith Long Xiu, Zheng Shuanglong, who was covered in silver light, suddenly teleported to the side of the Textsmith Long Xiu, and his right hand carrying the endless starlight was like a giant axe that opened the sky, and slashed down with the power of the three hundred and sixty-five heavens and small worlds, and with a miserable howl, the body of the Textual Master Long Xiu was split. The resonance of countless civilizations, the manifestation of the power of endless civilizations, flew out one after another, from the shattered body.

However, this is not the end, Zheng Shuanglong, who cut off the power of civilization of the writer Long Xiu, did not have the slightest intention of letting go of the writer Long Xiu, and silently recited the spell given by Pandora, his body was full of glory, and his hands shrouded the head of the writer Long Xiu with a roar. Pandora's magic box, the master of the world of the godslayer, has been opened.

Despair and hope, endless despair and the last hope, acted on the body of the writer Long Xiu, and acted on the soul of the writer Long Xiu.

According to mythology, Pandora was the first woman on earth made of clay by the god of fire, Hephaestus or Zeus, and was given to mankind as punishment for Prometheus' creation and stealing fire. The gods also joined in to make her even more seductive. According to mythology, Pandora opened the box and unleashed all the evils of the world - greed, nothingness, slander, jealousy, pain, etc., but Pandora, the king of the gods, closed the lid on the box and locked it forever while the hope was not too late to release it.

All the evils in the human world - greed, nothingness, slander, jealousy, pain, etc., are torn at the soul of the writer Long Xiu, and the evil of this world, the infinite evil, the evil of the world, is eroding the soul of the writer Long Xiu. Brought the soul of the writer Long Xiu into the endless abyss of sinful karma.

Under the great spell of Pandora's magic box, there is no hope, only despair, only sin, because, the last hope, is locked by the magic box.

At this moment, under the curse of Pandora's magic box, the textsmith Long Xiu lost hope and lost hope for the final turnaround. His hope has been locked in Pandora's magic box.

In the wailing, in the wailing, in the pain, in the despair. The writer Long Xiu ushered in death, a death of despair.

The stars shine, the lightning flies out, the firelight roars, the sorrow of civilization, the cry of words, the fall of the guardian of civilization, the sorrow of heaven and earth, and finally in the end, the writer Long Xiu is still dead, dead in the hands of Zheng Shuanglong. Died in endless despair.

Holding the blood-colored key in his hand, watching the text master Long Xiu slowly turn into ashes, feeling the black rain born of the same sorrow of heaven and earth, the corners of Zheng Shuanglong's mouth turned slightly, looking quite pleasant.

Although it took a lot and consumed a lot, no matter what, in this battle of the Forbidden World, the things that made me look at them, the Star Destroyer Battle Armor and the power of the Word Master, were basically all in hand.

Even if the Star Destroyer armor needs some repair, even if the power of the Textsmith may not be able to be opened from the bloody key of the Textsmith Long Xiu. Either way, however, there is a possibility. Isn't it?

Moreover, he expelled the God of Faith Green, robbed the Star Destroyer armor, and destroyed the Writer Long Xiu. The biggest problem and the biggest opponent in this battle have been solved by Zheng Shuanglong. What a pleasure it is.

Just when Zheng Shuanglong was happy, a huge golden fireball fell in the void, which was an attack from the Qilin.

The Qilin, who witnessed Zheng Shuanglong slaying the textsmith Long Xiu, let out an angry roar and said, "Your problem is solved, it's time to solve our problem, MD, you dared to trick me before, fool us and fight hard for you, MD, see if I don't burn you clean." ”

As he spoke, the Qilin frantically swayed the golden flame, the power called the Heavenly Fire. Burning frantically at Zheng Shuanglong.

In Qilin's opinion, he was killed by Zheng Shuanglong, if it weren't for Zheng Shuanglong's series of designs, the ghost would have made trouble with the writer Long Xiu.

And the most hateful thing is that when he waited for the sixteen demon gods to fight for several people, and when the spelling writer Long Xiu consumed a huge amount, he was picked up by Zheng Shuanglong for a big bargain, what a thing. I can't accept it!

If Zheng Shuanglong is not burned, without this breath, Qilin is really unconvinced, and his heart is really unhappy.

After all, in Qilin's opinion, if it weren't for the desperate efforts of the demon gods such as himself, in the face of the unconsumed text master Long Xiu, whether Zheng Shuanglong would have the ability to kill the other party would still be a big question.

The most important thing is that after fighting with the textual master Long Xiu, Zheng Shuanglong, who killed the textual master Long Xiu, still retains some combat power, which is really unknown. An unknown that would be quite optimistic about the unicorn.

In a slight flash, Zheng Shuanglong, who avoided the attack of the Qilin, looked around at the demon gods present.

Looking at the demon gods whose combat power was not very sufficient, but if they tried their best, they could still burst out with considerable power, Zheng Shuanglong's gaze condensed slightly.

Just as Qilin guessed, Zheng Shuanglong, who fought with the writer Long Xiu and killed him, was indeed quite seriously consumed. The very short fight before that was not so easy. (To be continued.) )