At this moment, he was extremely ruthless, and with a very sad heart, he abandoned Zhao Guangyi, Zhao Lingyun, and even Lin Xuanchen.

That civilization is his roots, his homeland, and he can give up everything in order to keep this.

Silver Dust's heart changed, it changed at this most critical moment, this change may be temporary, or it may be permanent, he did all this with deep apologies and remorse, but his iron will did not allow himself to stop, he had to pay for his arrogance and arrogance.

"I should have known a long time ago that the so-called main god space would never have been killed so easily. The Purple Wind idlers still need a big battle, but Ryan wants to use a nuclear bomb, and no matter how bad the storage space is, it is impossible to get rid of it with a small harm. Now, except for the upgrade patch in the main god space, everything is late. ”

He despaired, but reality did not allow him to continue to despair. Because of the cold sword qi, it had already stabbed straight towards his head.

Xue Wuxian discovered him, even though the magician was hiding in the darkness at this time.

"Actually, this seat didn't find your fake body, it's hard to tell the real from the fake, but in the induction of this seat, there can't be two silver dusts, don't you say?"

Xue Wuxian smiled fiercely, and his sword qi accelerated.

"Don't think you'll be able to beat me if you find out about me!" Silver Dust raised his hand and sent out a fireball, which was lightly dodged by Xue Wuji.

His sword qi cracked and turned into thousands of filaments, which was completely different from his famous stunt, the Snow Treading Traceless Sword. The Snow Treading Traceless Sword turns the sword qi into a chaotic snowflake, hidden in the wind and snow, killing people invisibly. And the swordsmanship he used at this time was actually to weave a web of predation with the cold ice sword qi, and really used the cold ice light that the tip of the sword slashed to chop the enemy into pieces.

Stunt: Dream Snow Cold Lightsaber.

Yinchen, you don't know what kind of move it is, at this time, he was in a state of confusion, and he didn't have any energy to carefully analyze Xue Wuji's sword skills, I only felt that his eyes were full of bright sword lights, these sword lights almost cut the space into many discontinuous small pieces, and then these pieces of shards splashed towards him like broken glass, cutting his body all over the body. Under the panic, Silver Dust could only emit a large area of flames to melt the ice and snow, hoping to dissolve Xue Wuji's swordsmanship through the melting of the ice and snow.

The ice and snow melted, and the metal counterattack replaced the ice edge of the status quo, and it was woven into a sharp steel net in front of the silver dust, which continued to shroud.

"Metal ......" Silver Dust felt that his body had been cut open, it didn't matter, at this time, in the depths of his soul, the Holy Seat had been shattered into rubble, his spirit was no longer condensed, and his consciousness was gradually blurred. In the face of the metal sword light, he could still vaguely remember that he should use the light to melt these metals to achieve the purpose of truly defusing the enemy's offensive. But at this time, he was no longer able to switch magic, and even the flame in his hand was slowly extinguished.

He was going to die, to really meet a death that completely and completely erased all traces of his existence. He actually didn't need to keep the Red Queen, and he didn't need to sacrifice Gusu City and Lin Xuanchen, because he couldn't keep anything from the beginning.

In the face of death, he was not calm, unwilling and fear surged into his weakened heart, he struggled, firing flames indiscriminately, completely unaware that the flames in his hands were changing, forming. His flames were tempered into the most monotonous fireballs. One by one, they landed on Xue Wuji's body and exploded, pushing him far away. At this moment, Xue Wuxian had completely fallen into madness, this madness was not the madness given to him by the slave of Jianzhou, but the madness given to him by the "main god" from the unknown universe.

The evil god Wudu actually chose Xue Wuxian as his body, which Yinchen felt very incredible.

Xue Wuxian laughed wildly, the long sword in his hand finally turned into a huge frozen laser, sweeping through the entire Tongshen Pavilion like a massacre, the silver dust in front of him turned into ice sculptures, and then was cut into thin pieces by the metal blade, and all the walls around him were cut in half, and then collapsed with a bang.

The icy light lit up the night sky like a mist rising from the ground. For a moment, Dongfang seemed to light up with a fish's belly white, and a meteor-like sword light pierced straight at the tip of his nose, that sword was too grandiose, too brilliant, and too Tang Tang was upright, so that Xue Wuxian was a little ashamed of himself. He raised his sword very cautiously, trying to block the sword qi flying from the sky, but she was immediately horrified to find that he couldn't see the mystery of this sword technique at all. That's not something he can understand, just as an ant can't understand three-dimensional space. Which kind of swordsmanship is flawed everywhere in his eyes, but in his heart, it is simply integrated, and there is no flaw at all. He knew that no matter whether he blocked or attacked, he would inevitably die under the sword of the person who was running from afar, no matter whether he was Wudu or Xue Wuxian at this time, and no matter whether he would be the Snow Treading Traceless Sword or the Mengxue Cold Light Sword now.

The feeling of madness slipped away from him like a few useless tools, and the mighty force abandoned him. However, the soul-destroying round steel left by the slaves in Jianzhou is still in his body at this time, and he will not abandon it. Xue Wuxian, who was a little sober, rose up and shouted, and with a flick of his hand, he completely unleashed his life's supreme mastery, Mengxue Cold Light Sword.

However, his body, in the sword light that came from the impact, was split in half along with his so-called swordsmanship. Before Xue Wuxian lost consciousness, he obviously felt that the person must have a larger, more incredible follow-up move, but he couldn't see it, because of the person's body, the macho man was rushed, and the countless pale fists that emerged from the void were drowned.

Fantasy Fist Against the Sky.

Endless fantasy against the sky.

It was none other than Wen Leijun, who was suppressed by the so-called Dembrow, and his smile at this time was like the smiling face on the pig's foot halo beside him, embarrassed, sluggish, ridiculous and hideous.

The sword-wielding man was overwhelmed by his fist, and the so-called one-on-one duel rule was completely ineffective at this moment. All the rules of heaven and earth seem to have completely failed at this moment. The world has become a battlefield of utter chaos.

Xue Wuxian, who was split in half, was picked up by Wen Leijun, who had performed this trick with a sly smile on his face, and put the two halves of the corpse together in the middle. The metal on the shoe moved quickly, once again stitching him together into a single whole. Xue Wuxian was close to resurrection with full blood, he looked at Wen Leijun who was smiling, opened his mouth, and was about to say some words of gratitude, when he saw Wen Leijun poke a pitch-black thin stick into his belly.

His originally cloudy eyes suddenly melted directly on his face, becoming a purposeless ghost face. Suddenly, a terrible laugh that was more hysterical than ever, he suddenly picked up the sword in his hand and turned into a thin steel wheel saw, cutting the entire Tongshen Pavilion back and forth!

The blade of his sword slashed across Li Shengyang's neck, and the latter's head flew high.

His edge pierced through Zhang Baisheng, or gave him a slap desperately, and a beam of light exploded in his wound, and he trembled in pain, remembering, that light could evaporate his metal.

He slashed Yixuanzi with a thousand knives, and the latter tried his best to protect the girl behind him, but it was useless, I laughed wildly, and disfigured Li Xiaomeng, who was desperate to death, first disfigured, then humiliated, and finally killed, and then shattered the body.

At this time, he had completely lost his mind, and even completely lost control, whether it was the righteous path of the Demon Dao, or even the Poisonous Dragon Sect led by Du Chuanchang, Liang Yunfeng's Demon Pavilion, and Chongfeidu's Black Mountain Villa, they would all be washed in her blood. He didn't wipe out all these sects, he just randomly slashed people, and the entire Tongshen Pavilion was blood-red, and in the end, the Tongshen Pavilion collapsed in a spray of blood-red.

The earth suddenly rumbled and trembled, and countless families in the Heavenly Mansion screamed in despair, as the houses they relied on for survival, sheltered from the bitter cold, collapsed one by one. In the entire sky above Ying Tianfu, one after another sharp and incomparably crazy laughter radiated high above the ground and spread to the depths of everyone's soul.

That was Long Aotian's laughter.

That was the laughter of the supporters behind the entire White Dragon List promotion plan. At this moment, many phenomena that are contrary to common sense are finally reasonably explained. The originally cowardly Emperor Yue could not suddenly change his mind and try to break away from the control of the slaves in Jianzhou, all of which were actually instilled in him by Long Aotian, who disguised himself as a courtier. Emperor Yue, who originally liked the killing feast very much, why didn't he come to watch the cage fighting specially prepared for him in the Tongshen Pavilion, it was because the person who presided over the whole plan was Long Aotian, and Emperor Yue didn't care about the things here except for the order to announce the start of the competition, he had a lot of other things to do.

But at this time, the truth was revealed, and it was meaningless, because the main god that Long Aotian had been looking forward to, looking forward to, longing for, and begging for finally returned to his main god space.

In the space of the main god, the unprecedented golden brilliance, the system interface has all become local tyrant gold, on the background of the interface, a vague figure is slowly fluttering like a flowing cloud, that is the figure of the main god, is the source of confidence for all the users of the Heavenly Crystal Palace.

Long Aotian smiled and proudly lent his body to the main god. The main god controlled this body, which was far more useful than Xue Wuxian, raised his hands high, and his divine will was activated.

The moment the evil god's divine intent erupted, Shiel was killed.

The simple way to kill Sheel was to implant four words in her consciousness: "I don't exist." ”

God denies Himself, Godhead is shattered, God's throne falls, and God's kingdom sinks.

The next step should be to extinguish the divine fire, right?

But no, because the main god space suddenly shrunk to 1/2 of its original size, and half of the code and data that supported the entire system disappeared out of thin air.

Shiel's divine fire turned into a golden flame, as if assimilated by some higher being, and it was unimaginably high, fleeing far away. The main god roared angrily, his roar destroyed the entire Yingtian Mansion in the earthquake, he controlled Long Aotian's body, and reached out to catch it, but the distant light slipped directly from between his fingers.

While the flame was far away, Sale's body died completely, and earthquakes occurred frequently. Rivers are cut off, floods and avalanches are raging, and even the seas are drying up at a rate visible to the naked eye.

The end has come.

In the east, the real fish belly is lit up, but all human beings in this world are not greeted by the dawn of dawn, but by the real endless winter.

The rising morning sun was not red, but blue, the same color as the cold ice and snow. At this time, under the careful layout of the Lord God of Wudu, at the very top of the planet's atmosphere, a thick layer of cold ice was quietly formed, and in less than a second, the global monitoring system maintained in the Arctic base for 3.24 million years was turned into a cluster of explosive fire. The cause of the Ice Freeze Layer is very complex, but it can be generally believed to be caused by the divine power of the Lord God of Wudu. This sturdy ice spherical shell is maintained by the internal tension of the dome, but its extremely high reflectivity of sunlight itself exists at a low temperature close to absolute zero, which almost completely cuts off the life of the planet.

The heat of the sun reaching the ground has decreased dramatically, and the vast amount of water vapor evaporated from the rapidly drying oceans, forming another group of cumulonimbus clouds that spread all over the world beneath the spherical shell. Under the clouds, the blizzard of Quyang fell from the sky, like an avalanche, and the extremely cold and low temperature of minus 100 degrees swept the whole world. It only took one day for the heavy snow to completely bury most of the cities of the whole world, hundreds of millions of human beings, I could not count the number of wild species at all, without resistance, died quickly in the extremely low temperature, and the cities buried by the heavy snow, without even crying, completely became silent. Within 16 hours, all the land north of the Fuxue River was completely covered with an ice field up to 3,000 meters high.

The whole world is almost covered by the polar regions.

But if the world thinks that this is all the magic of the evil god, it is very wrong. After seeing Shiel's holy fire escape, Wudu faced her completely cold corpse, and he didn't know what kind of dark psychology he had, and with a single spit of magic energy, the earth and mountains changed the river, wantonly destroying everything he could see. When everything was destroyed, he pretended to vent his so-called benevolence, and personally ordered a few so-called cities of gods to house those stupid humans who were willing to defect to him.

He disliked the narrowness and shabby of Ying Tianfu, and at the suggestion of Long Aotian, he used divine magic to relocate the entire court and harem of Emperor Yue to Jinling City. Then talk about Jinling and Pershing together, setting up a city with no four seasons, only spring. Just as he was playing the game of managing human beings with great interest, there was a loud bang at the northernmost pole of the world.