"I promise you. ”

"What?"

"I promise you, all. ”

"Why?!"

Anxiously waiting for the mad spirit to reply, the imaginary cross-examination and confrontation are completely absent, and in an instant, the accident, ecstasy, and shock of life The seven flavors of life are surging like a tide, and Shisanlang is at a loss.

"Isn't it hard?"

Surprised, Shisanlang quickly thought of the key point, and hurriedly asked, "Just now you said that unless you can invite you into the realm soul, is it difficult?"

"Nope. "The mad should be shaking its head, if there is. "Compared to this matter, how to deal with it, your name is Tai Sui, it is really difficult. ”

"No!" Thirteen Lang really couldn't understand, and said: "Don't get me wrong, I know that Tai Sui must be very powerful, but now it shouldn't be difficult to solve, because"

"Because of the hands and feet you did?"

"You know everything?"

"Here, there is nothing that cannot be known as long as I want. It is because I know that I am troublesome. ”

The mad spirit said, "I'll tell you what you think. First, since the Realm Soul has received Tai Sui's true intent, it should have a great impact on it, right? Second, you have added a lot of miscellaneous materials to it, and those scales are full of yin qi and resentment, which is comparable to the most powerful poison. Third, if you help Su Si fuse, it is equivalent to adding a competitor to it. Fourth, you can also use the people outside, once you get rid of that little bug, you can interfere with the formation and further cause trouble for Tai Sui. ”

At that time, the silver dragon had not yet been beheaded, and the mad spirit took it into account, but the majestic silver dragon changed in her mouth and became a small worm.

Shisanlang nodded frequently and asked, "I thought wrong?"

The mad spirit sighed and said, "You're right. Also wrong. But it's not your fault, you don't understand what Tai Sui is, and why he is regarded by me as a mortal enemy, a great enemy. That's it, since Tai Sui is mentioned, you take a look at this first. ”

A breeze blew. Time and space were transformed in an instant, and Thirteen Lang's eyes were dark, and all five senses were lost

Crazy spirits, unless they really die completely, if they leave something, such as will, wisdom or something, and cast spells on a monk of the level of Thirteen Lang, how can they resist.

In a trance, Thirteen Lang was in a dark place. Mind and reason were swallowed up by that darkness, and turned into a cold and ignorant stone.

Suddenly, a trace of spark shone on the spiritual platform, and Thirteen Lang's eyebrows and eyes opened, and he heard a startled "Huh!" in his ears.

"This supernatural power is a bit interesting, I can't imagine that the junior monks have such talents, even my ho! This will is this person to send you the soul of the realm?"

The starfire was faint enough to illuminate the dark world, and Thirteen Lang was dazed. It seems to say "um", and it seems that nothing has been said. The body seems to have fallen off a deep cliff, and it keeps falling.

At that time, Shisanlang was at the bottom of the galaxy, surrounded by Qi Aotian, Cheng Rui, and even Xiao Budian and other close relatives, and they didn't notice anything abnormal. They saw Thirteen Lang muttering silently, for him, for them, such things often happen. It's normal.

The mad spirits whispered incessantly, full of surprise and disbelief.

"This is human cultivation!"

"People have cultivated to this level, which I didn't have in my time. ”

"He's not a monk in this realm, isn't it because he's aware of it? That's why you sent the Realm Soul here?"

"But why did he choose human cultivation as his body? Could it be that there is anything else on this Xiao Shisanlang that I can't see through?"

"Now that the Realm Soul is concerned by it, maybe it can really survive that catastrophe anyway, you can give it a try. ”

The sound was interrupted, perhaps not interrupted, but Thirteen Lang couldn't hear it, and suddenly, Thirteen Lang's eyes changed dramatically, and he found himself in a vast starry sky, an unimaginable battlefield.

A group of giants who stand tall in the sky, fighting with one hand

The moment he entered the battlefield, Shisanlang first felt two words: tragic!

The giants are huge, where is the big can be described, the so-called standing up to the sky is just a description, their weapons are the planet!

Raise your hands, kick your feet, stride, a group of giants pick up stars everywhere, and cast spells in a brilliant manner, which time is not earth-shattering, which time is not boundless. The starry sky, which should have been quiet and orderly, was in chaos, and he could find the most relaxing place to cut off the most gentle wind, which was more powerful than Thirteen Lang imagined, and he had only seen it in his life.

If you have to compare, only when he hasn't come back to life, the person he saw like Haoyang in the boundless darkness can be compared.

Seeing the battlefield clearly, Thirteen Lang gave birth to a second consciousness: strange.

He wondered how his field of vision could be so large, such a wide battlefield, and he could see even the details in the corners and corners as long as he wanted.

In a daze, Jusan Lang noticed his appearance, he turned into a black and white cloud, extremely small and very large, extremely loose and extremely tight, extremely far and very close, as if he could move with his gaze, and his body would instantly reach where he looked.

What's even more amazing is that Thirteen Lang feels that he is the real being, he is in this battlefield, and his body consciousness is there. But in such a violent place, the slightest and tenacious life will also turn into ashes, and the consciousness that is best at concealment will also disappear into nothingness, and Thirteen Lang is not affected at all, and he is at ease.

In sight, there were groups of giants, young and old, and there was only one hand fighting with them, a white, clean, slender, and delicate hand. What's even more amazing is that dozens of giants work together, not only can not defeat that hand, but fall to the upper hand everywhere, and the wolf is unbearable.

The attack of that hand is very simple, press and grasp and grip, obviously it looks no different from the palm of an ordinary person, but as long as a giant is caught, the light one will break his muscles and bones, and the heavy one's body will be directly shattered, turning into a huge stone that walks in the starry sky, or simply called land.

The palm of the hand is everywhere and inaccessible, no matter where the giant is, how fast it runs, how fierce and strange its attacks are, it can always keep up with its shape, and press it. One grab, one grip another.

The reason is that those giants are not easy to kill, no matter how severe the wound is, they can take a piece from the corpse of their fellow clan and press it on the wound, and they will soon recover. Even without corpses, they still have an endless number of planets to work with. It's just that the effect is not as good as the corpse of the companion, not so fast.

Even so, the giant still couldn't reach that hand. Their bodies were so big that they shattered into pieces—the wounds were as big as the planets, and sometimes their companions were so broken that grabbing a handful was not enough to fill the gaps.

The battle was actually a one-sided killing, but it was a longer process.

Seeing this scene, Thirteen Lang gave birth to a third consciousness: giants also have vital and fatal points. And it caused a lot of trouble for that hand, and that one was not omnipotent, at least sometimes.

It doesn't deviate when it attacks, and when it misses, it's affected by the giant's attack, and its behavior is disturbed.

If you can be disturbed, you can be injured, and if you can be injured, you will die-Thirteen Lang had such a thought, and he didn't know why.

The roar, the battle has been going on, the battlefield is constantly shifting. The giants continued to walk towards the dense area of the planet, turning the bright, vibrant starry sky into ruins. Turned into a dead land. The hand seemed to want to stop this, but there was only one of them, and the giants were so powerful that the good hand couldn't do it everywhere, so it had to follow him.

"Roar!"

A wounded giant screamed frantically, grabbing two planets at random. It's not used to heal wounds, but to shoot them together.

"Come on!"

For the first time, the giant accurately judged the trajectory of that hand, and completed the eruption just in time for its appearance.

It's a change, and it's a chain of reactions.

Hiss!

The sound of inhalation, no. There was no sound, but it could be felt, and the thought came to everyone, including Jushiro, that he was hurt.

He is the hand, and he sees only the hand.

The power of the planet's impact was released, and the starry sky on all sides distorted layer by layer, blurring inside and outside the boundary, and the palm in the center of the explosion shook several times, and walked away from the sky, and when it reappeared, it trembled endlessly, obviously not as agile as just now.

True, he was wounded.

"The power of the Heavenly Dao comes from the world, destroying the stars!"

The palm of the hand was injured, and the body of the giant who successfully injured the palm of the hand collapsed directly, screaming and giving a final reminder. At the same time, there was a faint whisper overhead, majestic, indifferent, unquestionable.

"Surrender, or die. ”

"The mad spirit is immortal!"

There were not many of the remaining giants, but they all roared in unison and swore an oath and scattered away.

Instead of running away, they followed the kindred's reminder to do something they had never tried before: destroy the stars!

To destroy the stars is to destroy the world, and in the process, the Heavenly Dao will be weakened until it sleeps or dies.

Looking at it from all directions, how big is the starry sky?

Not to mention whether hundreds of millions of planets can be destroyed, it is necessary to know that planets can reproduce automatically, and those meteorites, land, and seemingly exhausted worlds can be revitalized as long as they have the right conditions. What's more, at that time, giants were not the only powerful race, and there were many creatures capable of competing with them, but the population was not so large, and they were not grouped. Now the giants want to destroy the stars, and the contradictions between them and those powerful creatures are irreconcilable, and the world is full of enemies.

Although the giant is strong, it is still impossible to accomplish such a task.

But they did it anyway, and the remnants of a dozen giants went on a rampage, punching and kicking, smashing planet after planet into another.

The giants specially chose those planets with life, and Thirteen Lang saw with his own eyes that the world of cultivation was destroyed, hundreds of millions of living beings, human races, monks, and very powerful monks died in a wail, and it was very strange to see such a tragic scene, Thirteen Lang did not feel much anger towards the giant clan, on the contrary, he couldn't contain his sympathy.

Everyone can see that although the giant finds the weakness of that palm, he still cannot become the victor. Not to mention that there were only a dozen giants now, and everyone was wounded, even if they recovered to their initial state, and even hundreds or even thousands of them, the result was still doomed.

Taking a step back, what if they win? When the world is completely destroyed, they are in a complete death, can they really live and reproduce?

In the face of an opponent who must not be defeated, surrender may be the wisest and only option.

Is it really that difficult to surrender to the way of heaven?

At least in the eyes of Thirteen Lang, he must not be so loyal, and most of them raised their hands to surrender.

The giant's behavior was unreasonable, and Thirteen Lang couldn't figure out what they thought, but he knew that the Heavenly Dao was furious, and that hand had a new movement.

"If you are obsessed with immortality, I will give you immortality. ”

It sounds like a strange punishment, and the hand doesn't know where to grab a handful, and a handful of people are fished out.

Thirteen Lang had seen him, a young man with long hair

(To be continued......)