The top of the Silver Bag Tower, a battlefield in the ruins of the wreckage.

After the flash of the sword, the Demon King slowly revealed a cruel smile, calmly wiped the blood from his forehead with the back of his hand, and the top of the three eyes in the center of his eyebrows was destroyed by the condensed and fine electric energy. This is not ordinary electricity, but the manifestation of the power of the will of the mind, the cold and arrogant destruction.

When the battle reaches the top of the Silver level, it is difficult for ordinary energy operations to affect the balance of the battle situation. Creatures that began to touch the essence of power began to break away from the physical rules of the mortal world, some of them placed themselves in some kind of power in the world, some of them strengthened their will infinitely, and some used the infinite power of nature as their own blades, striking their opponents with a power beyond the normal biological dimension.

These are all precursors to leaving the silver level and entering the gold level beyond the ordinary.

Su Jing sniffed the blood of the demon god on the blade, shook it away from the sword, and the arm holding the knife slowly trembled. One of the sequelae of using power beyond one's limits is chills all over the body, as if he has malaria. The feeling of detachment spreads abnormally, it's just a knife with all his strength, how can it be......

When the body adapts, there will be no such trouble, he told himself.

The outside was cold, but the inside was as hot as a lit flame, making Su Jing feel the urge to vomit. When he entered this realm of martial arts, he felt the violent conflict between his body and reason so deeply for the first time. "The obsession of the warrior", this state has a technical term in the scientific and technological union, which describes the intoxicated state of the warrior who will devote himself to the battle in a duel on the line of life and death.

In the case of a simple warrior. This state of affairs is extremely rare and can be met with an unavoidable opportunity for promotion. Their minds will infinitely concentrate on every subtle movement, elevating the technique and power of each move to the highest level, and indulging in the supreme beauty of martial arts. But this mentality is almost the opposite of the sober sanity advocated by science and technology.

Su Jing is a person who is so proud that he is stubborn. Having chosen the path of science and technology, he will never turn to martial arts halfway, and in this regard, he is more determined than anyone else.

He once again thought back to his previous state, and opened up the flow of information from his supernatural senses to the maximum moment, the state of mind that hung high above the vast ocean of heaven and earth. Just a fleeting feeling, but no doubt. This feeling of "detachment" is the mentality he is pursuing. But the feeling only lasted for a moment. When you swing the slash, the mind that operates the body is instantly overwhelmed by the perception of the limit.

How to "decommit" at the same time as "withdrawing"? Without the move of "Heart", how can you hurt the Demon King?

"Interesting abilities. Time? But I don't think you can master it. Mandus unbuttoned his tie and buttons and walked towards him. I can see the soul of every person. Your soul is fighting against your own power. It's not your own power. I guess. Hum...... It seems that the harder you use your power, the more severely your soul will be damaged. ”

The sturdy body is pressed over like a hill, and it is not an illusion. Mandus's size was really slowly growing, as if the mortal body was adjusting to the endless power. The swollen muscles tangle and tear open the human's gray coat, huge black horns grow on his head, and the three eyes in the center of his eyebrows begin to recover, red as coals of fire. His voice became as low as thunder on a rainy day, echoing in the howling wind.

Suddenly, Manduth's huge figure flashed behind him in an instant, and the giant claws struck down. With a metallic thud, the sword of rebellion parried between the gaps in the giant claws, filthy blood-colored jade-like claws rubbing against the blade, making a hoarse noise.

Su Luo raised his sword with both hands, blocked the claw blow, and kicked Su Jing into the distance with a kick. The power of the demon was far superior to her, and the girl was almost half-kneeling on the ground, and Su Luo, who had exerted her strength at high speed, retreated suddenly, and used her long sword in mid-air to block dozens of fierce assaults, and was blasted out of the air dozens of meters away. Su Jing frowned and supported himself to get up, but he could only lean down and gasp in a low voice, and use all his strength to adjust his strength, so that the backlash of the sands of time slowly receded. It's not that he doesn't want to get involved in the fight, it's that he's trying to resist the possibility of spitting out dirty blood directly.

In the Warhammer world, Su Luo forcibly split his gold-level power into two parts, and injected one of them into Su Jing's body. And after the Gemini's mind realm was reconnected, her subconscious instilled in her brother all the time a martial arts knowledge far beyond his technological level.

Su Jing's current situation is a complete imbalance in ability, and on the basis of a technologically advanced adventurer, he has been forcibly instilled with the power of the force side and the mysterious side that far exceeds the limit of his strength. If he was given half a year to improve his scientific and technological level, Su Jing would be sure to completely digest and absorb this huge and incoherent information. But it was precisely because his talent and strength were enough to match this power that he absorbed this knowledge and understanding almost without hindrance, which caused him a certain ...... Very tangled obstacles.

But the reality forced him to use the martial arts power that he was not good at to defeat the enemy. And in the process of using this power, his understanding of this power was forcibly poured into his consciousness almost tenfold faster. Su Luo's synchronization rate with him is so high that if he lets go of his genre restrictions and truly "becomes" an adventurer on the military side, he may break the time record for the adventurer's ability to rise.

And, most seductively, he knows that there are no after-effects in this way. There is absolutely no problem of unstable foundation, his foundation is Su Luo's foundation, and the telekinesis of the two reflects the same essence like a mirror.

And when Su Jing invoked the power of the time curse and tried to use the curse side effects of the sand of time to speed up his own time flow, the imbalance in his body was finally aroused, and the power of the rampage was chaotic and rushed around, while his mind was attacking itself and gradually collapsing in the frenzy of the low tide.

"Come and help, my is about to be knocked out......"

Su Luo gritted her teeth and shouted out what the lady would never say, the rebellious sword sword under the urging of the primordial heavenly demon skill was steaming, and there was no deep stagnation like Su Jing. Su Luo's Heavenly Demon Skill is full of skill, and the use of moves and strength is impeccable, vividly bringing the essence of this modified version of the magic skill into every move.

It is not so much that this is the Heavenly Demon Skill, but that it is the "Heavenly Demon Su Luo", which has long been unrecognizable compared to the original of this divine skill, this is the Supreme Heavenly Demon re-expounded with the understanding of the Martial God Maiden, and the unique skill that is one hundred and twenty percent consistent with herself. The original golden energy has been changed to colorless, and the attribute of the absorbing power has been strengthened a hundredfold, these days in London hunting demons everywhere to absorb their hellish essence to increase their power, the colorless true qi is dyed gray and black by the alien attribute. Fight against the power of demons with the power of demons. The girl's figure flashed at high speed, striking the Demon King like a black storm. The specially enhanced drilling penetration, each blow is enough to defeat the huge mountain rock, in terms of the energy level of the mere five-star lower level. It's already an unassailable watch.

Su Luo had fought with all her might. Every second, hundreds of stabbing slashes poured down on Manduth's entire body. Maximize every minute of your strength, and use the "complete realm" of a warrior to the limit. From the outside world's point of view, both her and Mandus's figures are moving randomly at extreme speeds that are difficult to observe with the naked eye. Only the moment the sword and fist collided slowed down. The frequency of high-speed flashes exceeded even the speed of most people's thoughts, and the dark black shadow and slender flashing blades turned into small storms, constantly fighting and disappearing in the ruins.

In Su Luo's consciousness, the Demon King only possessed pure tremendous strength and speed, and in terms of nerve reflex speed and martial fighting techniques and tactics, he was far from being the opponent of the top martial artist who had been trained in the hands of the first martial god in the infinite world. If he had the same level of strength as him, Su Luo would have cut Mandus into seven or eight pieces in five seconds, but the damn thing was that Mandus's pure strength was tens of thousands of times more than hers......

There can't be even a moment, a flash of breath, a poor movement, which will make her be interrupted by the waist in an instant. Mandus's power was still rising, Su Luo used his swordsmanship and heavenly demon skills to the peak, the blade was vibrating at an ultra-high frequency every second, and the manual high-frequency sword blade sank into the hard skin, pulling out the wound of flowing black martial arts.

"Shenwu Heavenly Tribulation. Moire! ”

The wind and thunder struck, and the storm in the clouds of the nine days was sucked down, converging into a sheep's horn-like hurricane, enveloping the figures of the two people. Su Jing staggered to his feet, the wind of the storm almost swept his body out of the building, but he forced the sword into the ground to stabilize his body.

The originally dark black iris was coated with a layer of light red, and blood oozed from the bloodshot of the eyeballs, Su Jing gritted his teeth and ignored the power in his body, and forcibly pressed down a qiē question with his own will.

Being able to hold on to such a long outburst, with the real combat power at the top of the four-star level, Su Luo's record at the moment is already shocking.

Lazarus, who was more than a dozen kilometers away and controlled the Nine Hell Thunder Locks, had his eyebrows locked deeply, and the top of the Silver Bag Tower in the shape of angel wings had been flattened by repeated explosions. The small gray-black tornado was like a huge black crown on the top of the angel's head, shrinking more and more as the battle progressed, and he knew that this was the expression of the gradual condensation of the aftermath of power, and Su Luo had already used all his strength.

But Mandus's strength was more stable, and the immobile Demon King's counterattack with the invisible force field formed by his own strength alone was enough to force Su Luo to not get close, and when he began to move at high speed, it was like black lightning. Su Luo's attack speed had exceeded twice the speed of sound, but Mandus saw through every blow, and with just one finger, he blocked the super-high-speed slash of the Rebel Sword, and the power attached to the finger shook Su Luo's breath gradually scattered, until the true qi could no longer be restrained to the peak state.

This is not releasing water, Mandus's main force is dealing with the Nine Hells Thunderlock. Lazarus's divine thoughts expanded infinitely along the Nine Hell Thunder Locks, and the semi-energetic body of the scattered immortals was slightly blurred, and in the dark black clouds, most of the power of the Demon King was contending with the immortal Dao thunder light that had condensed into a tightly chained chain, and was fighting with the divine thoughts of the ancestors in the air.

“…… It's so strong. ”

In terms of strength alone, Mandus's strength has reached the peak of the silver-level world, and even faintly touched the threshold of the gold-level. Even if he divides his magic into several parts, it will be enough to suppress multiple opponents in different battlefields. Lazarus had already launched the high-level change of the Nine Hells Thunder Lock, the "Empty Sea Prison", and the thunder chains in the clouds formed a cage of space, sealing the huge power of Mandus in it, and smelting it with the ultra-high temperature Immortal Dao Thunder Fire.

The large array of this level itself has a power that is close to the gold level, and the space that implements the concept of "demon refining" forcibly suppresses the power of the demon king, but it cannot take a step forward. The majestic evil force beyond the "constant" almost reached the realm of concept by violent means, forcibly withstood the refining of the demon refining thunder fire, and began to counterattack the empty sea prison with endless power, trying to fundamentally break and destroy the nasty chains of miè.

The thunder net, which stretched for hundreds of miles, contracted into a huge sphere at this moment, enveloping the zenith of the Silver Bag Tower. Dense darkness thrust left and right in it, tearing the light locks to the point of almost breaking.

The division of labor was so cunning that Lazarus' nose dripped pale golden blood. Although the two brothers and sisters were dealing with the true body of the Demon King, they could run away at any time, but they had already invested most of their primordial gods into the Nine Hells Thunder Lock system, and if they failed, the best result would be to be half-destroyed.

"If you have any other tricks, it's time to use them!"

In the distant clouds, a small patch of white-gold light shone brightly. Su Jing glanced at the little bit of golden light, pursed his lips, and re-grasped the Enma Sword. Su Luo had a heart-to-heart with him, and instantly withdrew from the battlefield, Su Jing whispered a word, and the water vapor at the top of the building suddenly condensed, and the white smooth ice spread outward from the soles of his feet, making Mandus, who was rushing at high speed, fall out unexpectedly.

"We can't fight him here." Su Jing held Su Luo, who was bloodied at the corner of her mouth, and the flame of fighting spirit was rekindled in her tired eyes. The man grasped the hilt of the knife stuck in the ground, and with a twist of his wrist, the dark green corrosive power turned into hundreds of jade-like square cutting lines, and slashed towards the main body of the building.

After a few seconds of silence, the magnificent Silver Bag Tower began to collapse from the outside in, the layers of window panes shattered in the shockwaves, and the huge load-bearing structure collapsed under the sharp force field cutting, and one of Europe's most famous landmarks, the magnificent architectural artwork with a total height of more than 600 meters, was cut off in this dull roar. Its architectural structure was destroyed by some kind of force that was descending at a high speed, and it was only by relying on a solid shell that it did not collapse in its entirety.

A few seconds later, a thick black stream erupted from within, slicing huge scars into the outer shell of the Silver Bag Tower. It's like a giant octopus wreaking havoc inside the building, its pitch-black tentacles poking out of the scarred building from time to time, descending all the way down from the one hundred and sixty-sixth floor to the ground floor in a fierce invisible chase.

Twenty seconds later, Su Jing and Su Luo held hands and crashed through the front hall of the building and flew out of the street. (To be continued......)

PS: It's over...... (Extremely tired)