In the sky above the city of Naxino, a figure broke through the sound barrier and flew in the direction of the battlefield, heading towards Bhagaru. In the direction of Dizast, there was a roar:

"Give the stars back!!!!" With cries of reluctance and sadness, anger and remorse, Supergirl headed towards Bhagaru who was in place. Dizaste, with his fists in front of him, slammed into the charge with a flying speed, like a cannonball, and slammed into Bogajo. Diszast's face was filled with turbulent currents and fluctuations in the air, which showed how unbearable the power was.

But such a blow brought Bogajou. The feeling of Dizaste is infinitely close to nothing, just like this blow which is going to be Bhagavajo. Dizast's head was just crooked, and he didn't even scratch his head, staring at everything in front of him, at what he had done in front of him, and there was something in his eyes thoughtful.

As for the supergirl who slammed herself in the face, Bogajou. Dizast ignored her without the slightest interest, not only did this Kryptonian no longer have the ability to threaten it, but also because of his pre-war bet with Xingle, no matter what the outcome was, the other party had a reason to abide by this deal.

And therefore everything in this parallel universe, Bhagavajo. Dizast will not plan for it anymore, and will not harm everything in this world anymore, important... It's myself who finally won... That future.

It's all over...

In his own body, he has finally integrated into several parts of Han Xingle's body, as long as there are only these, but this is also a part of Han Xingle, one of the manifestations of Han Xingle's power, and it is also a phenomenal performance after connecting to Han Xingle from the root.

Although it does not mean that eating a part of Han Xingle can obtain the qualification to connect to the root, but with the special existence of the xenobiotic beast, this existence will conflict with the power from the root, and finally cause a phenomenon, and the root will also react to it, and finally a gap will be opened, and this gap will become Bhagavaru. Dizaste's 'Connection'.

As long as the time comes, you can react, you can connect to the root cause, and you can finally ...

But more, more... More part of the Korean star music, more part of the Korean star music... More...

It's as if the gluttonous desire hidden in the blood of the race has resurfaced at this moment, Bhagavajo. Dizaste, looking at the head above the ruins in front of him, beat the desire that emerged from the flesh, and began to drive Bhagavaru. Dizast moved and began to walk in the direction of Seba's remaining head.

“！！！” And see Bhagavaru. Ignoring his own attack, Dizast just walked forward, in the direction of Seba's head, leaving Supergirl in an unwilling mood to face Bogajo. Dizaste's head punched wildly, and the punches that burst into the air hit Bogajou like a shower. On Dizast's head, there was a shock wave.

But... Allowing Supergirl to keep punching her fists, Bogajou, who is already immune to the power of the Kryptonians. Dizaste, who doesn't react to Supergirl's attack at all, just moves forward painlessly, wanting to swallow... Part of Star Music... And much more... Part of Star Music.

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Infinite parallelism

————！！！ ————！！！ ————！！！ Explosions exploded one after another in the blue starry sky, flames and flames continued to resound through all the starry sky, and countless xenomorphs were destroyed so that there were no elementary particles left.

Under the hard work of the worldly deachers, not a single xenomorphic beast was able to get close to the enchantment built by the many worlds.

And in the midst of these many worldly dedications, Xingle's teacher, Lin. Mei took her own world execution instrument, looked at the picture above, and watched the scene of her apprentice being swallowed up by the flow of light, but the teacher's expression was unexpectedly calm and cold, as if Xingle's 'death' was insignificant at all.

"That kid, killed?"

On the side, Ling Ziye looked at the look on the face of his life and death brother who was the same time as him, and couldn't help but ask.

Han Xingle will be defeated, in fact, many Shizhi have already prepared the worst plan in their hearts, Bo Garu. The speed of evolution and the fight to the death were enough to make the outcome of this battle confusing, and Xingle might not be able to beat Bhagajou. Dizaste, Bogajou. Dizast may not be able to get the star music either.

Therefore, no matter which side has a strange battle result, many Shizhi will not be surprised.

The question is... What's next? Before the battle began, Han Xingle combined himself with Bo Garu. The matter of the Dizast transaction was told to the Shizhi, for this transaction, the Shizhi did not matter, what they hoped was that this kind of battle would not destroy any more worlds.

Therefore, the transaction appeal put forward by Xingle is pertinent and recognized by the world executives.

But identity is identity, and Xingle's 'defeat' still represents some things and another thing.

"Lin, do you think that kid from Xingle can do it?"

"Who are you asking this kind of question with, Midnight?" For Ling Ziye's question, Lin. Mei just hooked the corners of her mouth and said:

"Xingle's kid was cultivated by me, and it was I who saw with my own eyes that this kid had the potential to enter the Savior Department, so I pulled him into the Savior Department, so... He will succeed. ”

"It's just a matter of dying once, for our savior department, it's just a commonplace, put it to death and then be born, no matter how many times you can be reborn under the oppression of the abyss of despair and death, only in this way can you really be called the savior department."

"I believe that this kid will definitely get up, how can the little ghost who has already faced that monster and can still stand up be defeated in front of a Bhagaru."

Dang Lin. After Mei said this, she immediately glanced at the battlefield over there, couldn't help but smile, and said:

"Xingle, we have never been alone, all the choices we have made have constructed a series of stories, some of which may be unknown, or some of which may be forgotten in our minds, but... Stories will definitely exist, and we who write stories have power you don't expect. ”

"You have written many, many stories, many endings and encounters, and the hopes and endings you spread will definitely become your strength, so..."

"Write as much as you like! Your story, the best, the strongest, the best, the most beautiful, the most exciting, the most desirable last! ”

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"Write as much as you like! Your story, the best, the strongest, the best, the most beautiful, the most exciting, the most desirable last! ”

“！！！” A voice reached his mind, which was originally immersed in a calm consciousness, and suddenly woke up, but he didn't stand up immediately, but the moment he woke up, he didn't have any idea of wanting to stand up, rather, his current self... Can you stand up?

Underneath, nothing, on the body, nothing, left and right, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing...

Is this a space for 'nothing', or even a space? After all, there is an endless sense of emptiness and the feeling that time has not passed, this kind of thing cannot be faked at all, there is nothing here, nothing exists.

That... Why is my consciousness here?

There is no ground and no foothold, so there is no talk of standing up, and I always feel that my body is gone, so let alone standing, I can't breathe, but rather, there is no air here, breathe a bubble teapot.

The voice just now... It's a familiar voice.,I don't know where it came from.,I always feel like where... I remember it so much...

Anyway, what's wrong with me now? Is it dead? After all, the flesh has been blasted to ashes, so it should be considered dead, right?

Obviously, it's almost enough to say, it's really a big mistake, if only it was a little faster and a little more persistent.

Remorseful emotions? I don't think it's strange at all, I heard that many people who died on the battlefield, and their first thought was: I died unjustly.

Do you feel wronged? I don't know, I don't know if I'm living a good life for the time being, but... But... I'm still a little unwilling.

Just died... That's it... Even the legendary 'marriage' didn't even exist, so he died.

Myself... I don't know if it's a failure or something, but I'm not willing to die, I don't want to die like this, there's still a lot of things I haven't done, there are still a lot of things I want to try again, and there are still things I want to tell someone... And many, many things... I've never done it myself.

Can you really accept this kind of ending? This kind of ending... This kind of ending... I really can't agree with it.

It's really... What about the annoying last...

"I thought I had a lot of complaints after I died, but compared to you kid, it's a joke, a person can say so much without a mouth, no wonder you kid is so crazy, think so much, your hair doesn't fall out?"

At this time, a voice spread in this space, and then, I saw that in the endless dark space, a figure, like a ghost, appeared in his sight, obviously without a body, without eyeballs, but he could clearly 'see' that a figure appeared in this space and stepped forward.

And when the figure approached, I saw a very familiar figure, a figure that I would not forget.

The majestic old man's body, protected by an ancient armor, is an old and sturdy body, a heroic face, but also with the vicissitudes of the old man, a pair of eagle eyes, no matter how long it takes, will stare at their target, the cloak behind him is scattered behind him, even if there is no sword in his hand, a sword qi is still released from the body.

He is Lei Xiaogu.

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