Under the artillery fire, the spiritual landing battle carried out by the bombers with high-pitched enthusiasm soon formed a devastating trend, and the hook-nosed old man and the brilliant sun world became fragmented. When the hearts of the fried teeth are higher than the sky, their opponents will be thinner than paper. In the spiritual world, neither Zhao Mai nor Pan Sun God can be a hundred feet tall, and they are not opponents in terms of fighting spirit and total mental power, so the outcome of the battle is doomed.

Zhao Mai led the Explosive Teeth to charge and rush into the world of sunlight. The spiritual guns blew up the soft light world, and those ownerless fragments were turned into part of the green dream by Zhao Mai, which was used to expand the scope of his spiritual realm, so that the Bombardment Teeth would remain in their familiar environment to fight. They pushed all the way, blowing up the hook-nosed old man I don't know how many times, and I almost lost count of how much territory they had expanded. The fighting enthusiasm of the Bombardments has never diminished, and their desire for struggle is truly endless.

But Zhao Mai stopped. If he continues to expand in this way, the green dream he needs to maintain will be too vast, and the consumption of spirit will be very strong, and he will definitely lose the endurance to expand in the end, and he will have to re-establish the balance with the Sun World. It is possible for the pan-sun god to find life in the new balance, and even find victory. Zhao Mai was faintly uneasy, feeling that if he wanted to win, the work of strengthening his world could be put to rest, and he must first completely destroy the enemy.

Along the way, he transforms the spiritual fragments of the Ownerless, most of which are the spiritual power that people on Earth have formed over a long period of time through the praise and prayer of the sun. Zhao Mai no longer turns them into a part of his own ecological world, but uses them to shape weapons. He floated silently in the air, shiny fragments gathering in front of him, fused, transformed, and shaped under the control of his will. He had never learned anything from the God of Craftsmen, and even the ability to make weapons and equipment was developed from him.

The best weapon against the sun is the Blue Crystal Magic Array, which has been tested on real stars, and can be called a great weapon of destruction. It was much easier to build this thing in the spirit world than it was to actually build it, and the huge magic circle formed by the spirit fragments was nearly a hundred kilometers in diameter, like a high mountain suspended above Zhao Mai's head. In contrast, even the boss of the Tooth Bombing War is nothing more than a negligible ant.

Seeing this, the Bombards fell into a complete frenzy, cheered for their Dragon Emperor Majesty, shed tears of contentment, and continued to pull the trigger incoherently (which is how crazy it is). In fact, it was not only them, but the Pan Sun God also burst into tears, looking at the circle and excited.

"I can't understand it, but this circle is so beautiful...... his hands trembled, his body trembling in the wind like dead leaves in late autumn, "I should pay more attention to this wonderful thing, not ......"

He didn't have a chance to say this sentence again, and he completely disappeared in the flash of the circle. Whether it is the entity of the sun or the spirit of the sun, it is directly annihilated by the magic circle, and then turned into a crystal of energy. Only this time it was not a physical blue prismatic crystal, but a small orange-yellow crystal ball that could be held firmly with one hand.

After the destruction of solar space, the originally soft white world became a dark canopy of the universe. The goblins also lost their footing and happily floated and swayed in the air, flying with the recoil of the gun "Infinite Ammo". Spirits also do not need to breathe, and their singing does not need air to transmit, so the joy of victory is not affected.

Zhao Mai laughed with them, dismantling the "Sun Shooting Array" above his head and turning it into a part of the Green Dream Realm, ensuring that all the spiritual powers here were only four kinds: Zhao Mai, Fried Teeth, Gardener Dragon, and Green Dream Realm, and then he vigorously tore open the blue spatial crack and let everyone out.

This is a big deal. On the surface of the Death Star, the gardener dragon walked slowly around Zhao Mai's "corpse", as if performing some kind of sacred farewell ceremony. They folded their hands and prayed silently, squinting their eyes at Zhao Mai from time to time to see if anything had changed in him. By touching the blue dots of light, the Fried Teeth all vanished. In their opinion, so many burials should be worthy of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor.

"Whew...... We've gone around three times, what should we do next?" the gardeners and dragons discussed, "Why don't we surround our master with a fire in the middle, so that it may appear brighter?"

Just as they were discussing how to deal with Zhao Mai, the blue light suddenly became larger, and then the fried teeth "erupted" from it. They were all back to their normal size, but without weapons and coverings, they tangled and stacked on top of each other, and soon became like a small mountain. "Whose toes are in my nostrils?" "Don't drag! "Pull somewhere!" "You go forward, yes, it's your ass, go forward!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the Bombards themselves only made the situation more and more complicated. The gardener dragon hurried up, and you pulled me to dismantle the stacked tower of the fried teeth. Zhao Mai was at the bottom of the Tooth Bombing Tower, and he used his body to protect the only gardener dragon, and his face and body were covered with black handprints and footprints.

"The master is all right!" shouted the gardener dragon, and all the Z bugs regained their vitality and continued their previous work. Zhao Mai got up from the ground and didn't pay attention to the stains on his body, but looked at his palm blankly. In one hand is an orange crystal ball, and in the other hand is his own mobile phone.

The crystal ball is relatively not so important, Zhao Mai first turned on the phone, tuned to the familiar interface, and inquired about the location of the car. In the navigation software, the status of the car is shown as "unavailable", the body is intact and functional, but it is in a time stagnant area and cannot move.

Even in the exchange list of the Ring Alliance, there is no way to break through the time stagnation of the car. There is only one explanation for all time-related movements: contact the local Transcendent, World Will, Creator God, or the Ring Alliance Branch.

Zhao Mai thought about it, and with a hint of luck, the remote control turned on the car's stereo and began to play his voice, "If there is someone in the car, press to stop playing". But the loop played for a long time, and the voice was not turned off.

"If no one is in the car, it's all stuck in time. Zhao Mai sighed and put away his phone. He let go of his spirit, carefully examined his surroundings, and was relieved to be sure that there was no evidence that the Pan-Sun God Transcendent was still alive.

"Uh...... Diana, where have they gone?" Zhao Mai looked at the broad but badly damaged Death Star in battle. "Do I have to fight all the way inside......? No, there is induction inside the Death Star. ”

He cast a phantasmagion, teleporting along the senses.