Fierce collisions, lingering, and unrealistic super energy attacks, carrying the will of both sides, collide with each other, and then annihilate.

Brilliant colors, in the morning light, like ribbons, are extraordinarily bright.

Han Tie, who was flying at high speed, shrank his eyes slightly, and then, decisively, he withdrew decisively and shot away into the distance, activating hundreds of spells before leaving.

One hundred and thirty-one spell lines, suspended around the evil god, these spell patterns, different sizes, complex and complex.

The small one, such as the jade plate, is outlined by dozens of lines, and the large one, such as the water tank, is dense and three-dimensional.

The pattern of the magic circle, flowing with various colors of luster, rapid prototyping.

When the ancient evil god saw this scene, his forehead wrinkled, and he felt a sense of crisis.

The next moment, the Ancient Evil God was suddenly furious, and without thinking about it, his will pulled the Ancient God Spear, gave up the pursuit of Han Tie, and pierced hundreds of runes.

Gods, noble and manifest, powerful and monstrous, mastered by heaven, one law, worshiped by people, human beings in the eyes of evil gods, but a group of ants, let them drive, how could he have thought that one day, a human being, actually made him feel a sense of crisis, this huge psychological gap, drive the evil gods, face a hundred spells.

Han Tie quickly retreated, his face pale, and countless spiritual powers, emanating from his brain, maintained the operation of a hundred spells, and the excess of spiritual power poured out, bringing him unspeakable pain.

The Reincarnation Dispatch Hall, as well as the many reincarnators who are on missions in the branch around the world, have seen this scene through various channels.

Hundreds of spells, densely packed, flashing with brilliance, swirling around a hundred-meter giant.

Seeing this scene, many reincarnators secretly cheered for the cold iron in their hearts.

Many reincarnators understand that this battle will determine their fate.

Lose, many reincarnators in the other world, the future is ill-fated, may die at the hands of the evil god at any time, and will be hunted by many monsters in the future, the best, but to be recalled by the main god, and return to the main god space in a gray manner.

Intelligent creatures, with a unique sense of mission, belonging, and value, tell them, no, don't be like this, even if we are small, we must live meaningfully.

A meaningless life is like nothingness, and the pursuit of a fulfilling soul rejects emptiness.

The significance of the reincarnation is that the construction of the main god space, the expansion of the reincarnation space, and the loss, what is lost is the belief of the reincarnation and the spirit of the reincarnation.

The formation of beliefs often carries a strong ability to protect oneself, rejecting things that destroy beliefs, beliefs can drive life, face the world strongly, and give life the passion of life.

This battle is crucial.

The spear of the ancient gods, about five meters long, bronze, full of simplicity, carved with pictures one by one, exudes a sense of history, tells the glory of the past, this is a glorious weapon.

The bronze spear, as fast as the wind, pierced the air, whistling and hissing, passing through spell structures, destroying spell patterns, and forming blasting sounds behind it.

Han Tie's face turned pale, and the spell lines were destroyed, and the spirit of the guide was shaken, which brought him a lot of damage.

In the next moment, the remaining hundred spells were formed, and the magic circle disappeared, and the laws of this world carried out a kind of energy exchange.

Meter-long wind knives, chilling ice picks, red scorching flames, black and purple thunder, whistling tornadoes, conjuring spells of demonic beasts, and strange weapons that cut through time and space have all taken shape, rushing towards the evil god.

At the same moment, at an altitude of 600 kilometers from the earth's orbit, a space capsule the size of a basketball court, the red light of the internal instruments flashed, and it was operating at maximum load.

A cannon barrel the size of a basketball hoop and tens of meters long is facing the earth far away, and the scarlet energy in the barrel is accumulating crazily.

Zhang Xiaoqiang sat in a narrow warehouse, with dense displays lined up in front of him.

"Target locking, 10 trillion trillion laser energy concentration, 97 percent, 98 percent."

In front of him, in the dense display screen, there was a display screen, on which a giant was waving his arm, and the bronze spear danced, setting off bursts of ripples, and the ripples passed around, touching the surrounding woods and mountains, mountains and forests, disappearing, turning into a puff of dust.

Everyone has their own value, and this value is the meaning of life. Zhang Xiaoqiang was selected to become the only space capsule pilot, and his value is not to forget what he trusted, complete the tasks assigned to him by his companions, control the space capsule, and give the enemy a thunderous blow. When the computer prompted that the energy concentration reached a percentage, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and slapped a red button hard.

How much is the speed of light?

300,000 kilometers per second, the space capsule is only hundreds of kilometers above sea level from the earth, that is to say, laser strikes, in less than one hundredth of a second, can be completed, so fast, in an instant.

A cloud of scarlet light gathered from the muzzle of the capsule, and then, towards the earth, a certain locked target, rushed away. After completing the first laser strike, the basketball court-sized space capsule immediately began to prepare for the second energy strike, because the laser is a super strong and huge energy aggregate, each time it accumulates energy, it takes about a minute, and the energy stored in the zài large-capacity battery is used to fight the evil god for the laser, and his brows suddenly furrowed, as if he felt something. The next moment, a scarlet laser beam had already hit its body, and the laser beam the size of a basketball hoop had become a giant with a diameter of more than 20 meters after being scattered by the earth's atmosphere. Before everyone could react, the laser beam had already penetrated the huge body of the evil god and shot to the ground.

A laser beam twenty meters in diameter grazed the top of the evil god's head, and this chest, through its chest, left a huge hole, shot into the ground, scorching the earth.

After the laser beam attack, the spells that had been prepared around him for a long time attacked towards the huge body of the evil god.

Due to the different spells, such as some wind knives, thunder and lightning, the spells with fast speed will attack the evil god first.

Hundred spells, mostly high-level spells, some spells even appear in front of people for the first time, these spells, contain powerful energy with different attributes, with their own different roles, a hundred spells, cold iron is not familiar one by one, there are a large part of the spells, need to consume a large amount of energy to build, before, space income, barely maintain the operation of space, excess energy is limited, can only choose to build a part of the spell, this time in order to deal with the evil god, the main god spent a huge amount of energy, analysis of the mystery of the cultivation of the rune, the construction of the rune pattern, in order to, Some spells can have a miraculous effect on evil gods.

Victory or defeat is here.

The hundred-meter evil god, hit by space, hit directly, causing a hollow with a diameter of more than 30 meters, and then, the wind knife thunder and lightning, followed by dozens of meters long, the wind knife, showing a translucent state, awe-inspiring and sharp, fast as lightning, purple thunder the size of the bowl, like a dragon, dancing in the air.

"Tear up."

A sharp hissing sounded, and the wind knife of more than ten meters slashed towards the waist of the evil god, bursting out with a hissing sound.

The wind knife was like glass, turning into pieces of fragments, shooting out in all directions, the waist of the evil god, a wound tens of meters long, flowing out of golden blood, the blood was golden, exuding a divine aura.

Seeing this scene, Han Tie frowned and let go, the power of the high-level spells was unexpected, causing corresponding damage to the evil god, just with a high-level wind knife technique, it could be like this, then, after that, the hundred spells, superimposed power, there would be every possibility that they would severely damage the evil god and even kill him.

But is a qiē really that simple?

The master has made a move, in the blink of an eye, not to mention two people who have mastered extraordinary energy.

The battle is carried out at several times the speed of sound, this kind of battle, beyond the vision of ordinary humans, most of the reincarnators who watch the battle, often turn on the video slow-play function, watch the battle process.

Immediately after, purple thunder, like a dragon, shot towards the cheek of the evil god, due to the high-energy blow of space, a small half of the evil god's cheek, has been carbonized and disappeared, leaving a huge wound, the wound, exuding a golden luster, the air is filled with a kind of sadness, it seems that the heaven and the earth are pity, weeping.

The thunder was swift and flew to the wound of the evil god's head, and the energy contained in the body of the ancient evil god and the energy of the talisman were stimulated by the talisman, and they collided together, and the two wills were hostile to each other and irreconcilable, and then, the thunder detonated the super destructive power contained in it.

"Crackling."

There was a loud sound.

In the mind of the evil god, billowing smoke came out, and its wound was wounded by the power of thunder, and then this trauma, followed by a hundred spells, and successively fell to the body of the evil god.

A few seconds later, a huge charred body appeared in front of everyone, the body was black, scarred on it, some injuries, even reaching dozens of meters, penetrating the chest, the evil god was wearing golden soft armor before, and it had also broken and disappeared.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Han Tie first relaxed, and then, his brows furrowed, his expression was awe-inspiring, and he looked at the evil god's brain blankly.

A hexahedral crystal, dripping and spinning, flew out of the body of the evil god, suspended in mid-air, exuding a colorful luster, the weather changed suddenly, the originally clear sky around it, suddenly, dark clouds were thick, a thick sadness, permeating the heavens and the earth, it seemed that the fall of the evil god, the heaven and the earth were hurt.

But has the evil god really fallen?

Han Tie felt a life-and-death crisis, and the strength of the crisis made his expression change greatly.