"Is there any usable weaponry left?"

As soon as they returned to Earth, they rushed into the dream realm of the gods without caring about recuperating from their injuries and resting, looking for weapons and equipment that were enough to harm the old gods.

It's just that when dealing with the old gods of the beast, it is impossible for everyone to keep their hands, and everything that can be used has already been used.

It can be said that there is almost nothing useful left.

"Let's build it."

Xia Yanfu said.

If you don't have it right now, make it.

"Well, I don't pay attention to anything else at this time." Tao E nodded.

Make every effort to make equipment and weapons to support Xia Yanzhen.

Everything else is postponed.

——

Xia Yanzhen, who was far away from the solar system, broke out extremely fierce at the beginning of the battle with the old gods.

Xia Yanzhen's right hand showed a knife posture, and every slash was a red sound.

The arm became red, and the force field brought out was also a red red.

The blood lines on his forehead, the blood flowed, and there were traces on his face.

Xia Yanzhen could indeed maintain the state of immortal and demon transformation for a long time, but it was not without the slightest consumption.

Under normal circumstances, it doesn't matter, just like a person who is in a good state to exercise after eating and drinking, and sweating will feel hearty.

It is beneficial and harmless to the body.

But now, Xia Yan is really tired and has to suppress the old gods, and the immortal demon transformation is no longer a simple physical exertion, but a kryptonite life!

Normal physical exertion, tired can be made up.

But Krypton's life is different, and it is impossible to make it back.

Although it is said that there is no risk of violent death like Demon Come, it is still necessary to end the battle as soon as possible.

Therefore, Xia Yanzhen was a killer move as soon as he came out, and he showed no mercy at all.

As for the Old God stance, it can't be used now.

The three old gods were superimposed, and their power had already polluted Xia Yanzhen himself, instead of just wandering outside and not being able to get started.

Xia Yan really didn't want to enter the Old God Posture.

Need to look for a suitable opportunity.

One killing move after another, the old god of reproduction was quickly beaten by Xia Yanzhen into a human form, and transformed into a huge ...... Sixteen-legged pieces of meat?

The whole piece of flesh takes the shape of a spider's body, with the upper body of a human at the forefront.

The face itself is not good, but a faceless "man", with a cloak of hair.

The appearance of the face is constantly changing, there are men, women, old people and children, as well as all kinds of animals and plants, even plants, dead things.

No matter what you like, you can find the corresponding face on it, not the face, but other parts.

As for the body, it was covered with openings, and various creatures were constantly crawling out of it, rushing towards Xia Yanzhen like a tide.

The old god of reproduction has once again reverted to a state of "lost mind" for a long time, and this appearance is also its truest appearance.

Xia Yanzhen's left hand was opened, showing a claw-like shape, and he stretched forward and turned at the same time.

Cast Sky Split.

The monster surging in front of him was completely torn apart by the terrifying power, and the sixteen legs that bred the old gods flicked, went halfway, and grew out again in an instant.

The breath weakened slightly.

Xia Yanzhen's face remained unchanged, allowing the blood in the center of his eyebrows to flow, dyeing half of his face red, and continuing to cast the Heaven Splitting Force, attacking recklessly.

In the face of Xia Yan's crazy attack, the old gods of reproduction were defeated and retreated.

The occasional counterattack was shattered by Xia Yanzhen, unable to form effective damage.

A day has passed.

The sixteen legs that reproduced the old gods were all plucked by Xia Yanzhen and could no longer grow.

The whole body also turned into a fat green worm, and the crazy and twisted aura on the body continued unabated, spraying a large amount of juice and the attack of the heir.

The juice and heirs were strangled by Xia Yanzhen with all the force fields.

Reaching out is another move to break the sky.

The not particularly large body of the old god of reproduction was shocked, spraying a large amount of blood juice and minced meat, and his breath sank, and he looked a lot sluggish.

And Xia Yanzhen's left arm also had a blood mark, very thin and long, extending from the wrist to near the shoulder, which was quite conspicuous.

Xia Yanzhen glanced at it, unmoved, and continued to cast Heaven Splitting, attacking non-stop.

The blood on his face had turned into a blood crust and then shattered.

For the time being, no more blood flowed out, but the blood lines in the center of his eyebrows began to change, forming some strange lines on Xia Yanzhen's forehead and near his left eye.

The fierce fighting continued for another ten full days.

No stopping.

The Old Gods of Fertility changed from a fat insect form to a polymer, a long strip of translucent balls.

In this state, the diameter of the reproducing old gods was about five meters, and the length was one hundred meters, and they frantically whipped towards Xia Yanzhen.

Every time it collides, a ball shatters and grows again.

It can be seen that there are actually various forms of offspring born in the ball.

However, these children are no longer really born to attack, but have become battery-like beings.

It's just a pity that the ball is shattering faster than it grows.

In addition to the damage caused by the collision, the Sphere Descendants also continued to die, shriveling as the corpses disappeared.

Xia Yanzhen has been pressing the old gods of reproduction and fighting, firmly gaining the upper hand.

It's just that his condition doesn't seem to be very good.

The entire left arm was covered with large and small cracks, some of which were directly torn to the bone, and the white bones were clearly visible.

The five fingers of the left hand are only white bones.

Apparently the injury was not light.

The left half of his face is also covered with blood patterns under the Demon Presence form, forming a complex, demonic, and actually meaningless pattern.

It doesn't look terrible.

Combined with Xia Yanzhen's resolute and indifferent expression, there was a bit of a special feeling.

Another move to split the sky, followed by Hongming.

The Old Gods let out a miserable roar, and their bodies shrank by a full third.

At this moment, in the void in the distance, a streamer attacked.

"Brother Eleven, the next blow is estimated to be five years later!"

The voice of the White Emperor came from the streamer, but he was not there, just "leaving a voice".

In the streamer, there is a fusiform object with a length of ten meters, with sharp ends and quite flattened.

The whole body is black, and all kinds of forces are raging on it, which is very unstable and may explode at any time.

This is the "support" that everyone rushed out during this time.

It's only a single blow, but it's definitely not to be underestimated.

They squeezed everything, including their own strength, and rushed out the first wave of support.

The second wave of support, just like the White Emperor's message, will be a few years away.

The streamer collided with the old gods of reproduction.

There is no wisdom to reproduce the old gods, and there is no intention of evading.

Even if it wanted to dodge, Xia Yanzhen would suppress it with a force field and let it eat it.

At the time of the collision, no terrifying force erupted.

The fusiform thing spun around, breaking through the outermost defenses of the old gods and burrowing into them.

The chaotic forces that barely managed to maintain the balance completely exploded.

When all kinds of intertwined forces pierced the body of the old god, Xia Yanzhen also approached the old god, and his left hand turned into a sharp blade and pierced into its body.

The old gods of reproduction writhed and struggled, shaking the void but couldn't move Xia Yanzhen.

The left hand that pierced into the body of the old god moved slightly, and suddenly, it turned into a large number of tentacles, exploding in all directions.

Behind that, there was a cold light, as well as various cold weapons.

Xia Yanzhen loosened his suppression of the old gods and allowed them to erode and occupy his left hand.

and even take the initiative to urge the power to explode.

The sudden burst of power, together with Tao E's support, tore apart the roaring old gods of reproduction.

Countless pieces of fragments re-aggregate and barely form.

The temperature around Xia Yanzhen's body rose in an instant, turning into a furnace of heaven and earth, and the force field squeezed down at the same time.

Swallow the weakened old god of reproduction.

And that's not the end of it.

Xia Yanzhen's left arm completely turned into a strange posture, uncontrollably venting the power of the frenzy around him.

The void shook wildly, being shattered continuously, and the phantoms of various worlds appeared next to Xia Yanzhen.

Xia Yanzhen's face was as usual, a fierce look flashed in his eyes, and his right hand grabbed the mutated left arm and pulled it forward.

The entire left arm was torn off by him, and he did not throw it directly.

Split the sky!

The mutated and twisted left arm was strangled to pieces, and quickly regrouped into a basketball-sized mass, and the light and shadow were still rioting.

Xia Yanzhen firmly suppressed it with a force field, and with a flick of his right hand, the wide false robe flicked, and the hem flew out of the Xuan Tribulation Sword.

When he faced the old gods of reproduction, he put the Xuanjiao Sword in it, and it was not included in the imprint space, and there was no need to take the trouble to take it out.

Right now, Xia Yan really couldn't take out something from the imprint space that was not good at times.

Holding the Xuanjiao Sword with one hand, Xia Yanzhen slowly handed it forward.

The surrounding void was like water waves, ripples spreading.

The distant planet was affected and disappeared.

This is a manifestation that Xia Yanzhen can no longer control his strength.

This slow Sky Splitting move finally pierced into the mass, and the power exploded completely.

The mass swelled violently, exploded into powder, nothingness, and was completely killed.

The Xuanjiao Sword, which was already full of cracks and was only one step away from shattering, also followed a piece of "weathering", leaving only the hilt of the sword.

"Hoo ......"

Xia Yanzhen let out a sigh of relief, and the lines on the left side of his face slowly receded, exiting the state of immortal and demon transformation.

He threw the Xuanjiao Sword, which was only left with the hilt and gauntlet, back to the imprint space, and took out a "notification paper" from it and lit it.

Wait for Tiamat to pick it up.

Quietly levitating for a while, the space on Xia Yanzhen's left fluctuated, forming a whirlpool.

Han Linglu came out of it and saw that Xia Yanzhen seemed to be safe and sound, and before he could put down the big stone in his heart, he saw that Xia Yanzhen's body was shocked, and blood broke out all over his body.

Completely enveloped in a cloud of blood mist.

Ignoring anything else, Han Linglu immediately stepped forward to support Xia Yanzhen.

The remaining replica of the Prisoner of Darkness dissipates.

Han Linglu found that Xia Yanzhen not only lost his left arm, but also had various lacerations and injuries on his body, which were deeply visible, and at the same time, a strange aura came out of his body, lingering.

made Han Linglu have to strengthen his power of neglect to avoid being affected.

She sensed that something in Xia Yanzhen's body seemed to be about to burst out.

Fortunately, two seconds later, Xia Yanzhen reopened his eyes, and the aura belonging to the old god disappeared.

"How are you?" Han Linglu asked.

"It's okay, I can't die." Xia Yanzhen said, "It's just that it takes time to recover slowly...... Let's get me a surgical operation when I get back. ”

Blood continued to flow out of the wounds on his body, spilling into the void.

There are even some that contain the power of the old gods.

"Okay."

Tiamat also came out of the whirlpool and entered the Demon Dragon Armament, sending Xia Yanzhen back to Earth.

"Quick, quick."

Outside of God's Dream, there are several artificial islands that have not been moved.

Xia Yanzhen was sent to the medical room above, and the surgery was completed quickly—it wasn't complicated, just stitched up those wounds, and some didn't need stitches.

It's just that the whole process looks quite scary.

After completion, Xia Yanzhen's whole body was wrapped in bandages except for his head, which looked a bit like a mummy.

But after the operation was completed, Xia Yanzhen got out of bed and moved on his own.

"Your arm?"

Xia Yanfu and the others were guarding outside, the meaning of distress on their faces was about to come out, aside from Xia Yanzhen's broken arms and bandages, they looked more like wounded.

In fact, their attrition and injuries were no less than Xia Yanzhen's.

During the time of return, everyone was not idle, and the first wave of support everyone did their best to instill their own strength.

Some of them have already been in God's Dream retreat to heal their wounds.

It is impossible to come out without three or five years.

"It's okay, it will grow in the future, and the price is already very light." Xia Yanzhen said.

He had suppressed the four Old Gods at the cost of one arm and a serious injury of his own, which was already the best situation.

Next, it's the water mill.

Xia Yanzhen estimated that it would take ten years to slowly recover from his injuries.

As for the left arm, it is estimated that it will take fifty years to grow back.

But it doesn't matter, because the Old Gods are dead—at least in the "perception" of the God's Dream.

After Xia Yanzhen killed the old gods.

Including him, every Dream Apostle who has participated in the battle against the Old Gods has received a message that the mission is complete.

A reward appears in the individual's sigil space, and in addition to the Dream Stone, there is also a token.

The message is displayed as [Dream Order].

As long as you use it, you can get rid of the dream of the gods at any time and be completely free.

And there are no sequelae, no loss of strength or memory or anything like that.

If you are using it in a mission world, you can also choose to go back to Earth directly.

It can be described as intimate.

With this final reliance, those dream apostles are not in a hurry to leave, and they have to use up all the dream stones before considering the matter of separation.

It's just that Xia Yanzhen doesn't have the Dream Stone and the Dream Order in his personal imprint space, and he doesn't know what went wrong.

Presumably it has something to do with the fact that he has been suppressing the Old Gods?

Xia Yanzhen didn't care about this either.

He no longer needed the aid of the God's Dream.

Even if he didn't get out of the dream order, the dream of the gods couldn't force him to do the task.

Moreover, Rumeng Ling can be traded, if Xia Yan really needs it, he can always buy one.

"I'll go back to the manor and sleep for three days and three nights."

After chatting for a while, Xia Yanzhen yawned, "If there is anything else, let's talk about it when I get up." ”

"yes, okay."

The important things have passed through the qi, and the rest is naturally the most important thing for Xia Yanzhen to rest.

Return to the Manor of Divine Punishment.

Xia Yanzhen lay on the bed in the bedroom, closed his eyes, and quickly fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly, Xia Yanzhen opened his eyes.

The surroundings were foggy, and you could faintly see all kinds of star continent worlds revolving around.

"This is ......" Xia Yan had a little guess in his heart, got up, and tidied up his pajamas with one hand.

"Welcome, welcome."

Voices of welcome rang out all around.

Someone stepped out of the mist in front of Xia Yanzhen.

It was a young man dressed in black, who looked sixty percent like the Dream Master, and was much younger, in his early twenties at most.

And between Meiyu, he is also somewhat similar to Xia Yanzhen.

With a reserved and shallow smile on his face.

"This is the Dream of the Gods?" Xia Yanzhen asked, "Who are you, Dream Master?" Or is it something? ”

"Bang bang."

The comer applauded lightly: "Some people say that the true God of the world is just a reckless man, I don't agree, but when I really saw it today, sure enough, my idea was right." If you are really unwise, how can you become such a strong person? ”

As soon as Xia Yanzhen met, he almost broke his identity, and he naturally thought quickly.

There is no brain rust from injuries and the habit of solving things with fists.

Of course, these words are mainly to praise his own unique vision.

"No more nonsense. Who are you, the remnant of the Dream Master, the self-will of the Dream of God? Xia Yanzhen asked, "What's the matter with me?" ”

"I am the god of dreams."

The visitor smiled slightly and answered Xia Yanzhen's question, "It is also the last yellow sparrow, the final winner." ”

(End of chapter)