The Black Death Emperor is flying.

It's not voluntary, but I have to say that it flies quite fast. He opened his arms and dragged a swarthy trail that looked like a blackbird with wings outstretched.

Then the ugly face fell downwards and slammed into a mountain with a thud. With an exaggerated landing, the surrounding air was compressed by this force into a visible air flow trajectory, and the wind pressure was filled with the dead air of black lights. The dust was swept up by this force, forming a tornado of dust.

The ground scavenged in an instant, forming cracks and spreading. The trees were snapped by the wind, and rocks rolled down the hillside, rumbling and smashing against the back of the Black Death's head. The black giant's body loomed in the dust, and everything in the dust curtain became blurred under the vibration.

"Oh, that's a great trick."

When the bang.

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"Life is inherently wrong, it has no meaning. It just happened by chance."

"It shouldn't be." The Black Death Emperor looked at the broken knife in his hand and muttered to himself, "Something is wrong, this is not right."

Shen You's arm slowly moved up, and the Black Death Emperor's body also rose. The Black Death Emperor twice tried to burst out of the death qi to impact the blockade, but both times were only suppressed by the white light, as if it was being shackled, and could not be released.

Shen You could see at a glance that something was wrong. The picture looks as if the Black Death Emperor was directly blown up by such a fall, but that is too exaggerated. He was still testing his hand with the punching bag, and he was sure that it was just not enough to complete the kill.

The silver palm is extremely calm and single-handed.

Therefore, Shen You found that his previous speculation about the white light was still conservative. This is the strongest of the current spectrum, above the black light, almost equal to the sum of the seven spectra and even more.

He swiped his finger lightly, as if he were swiping an interface on the screen of his phone. The Black Death Emperor, who couldn't move in mid-air, was suddenly thrown out like a rag, and fell to the ground with a dog gnawing on mud again.

"Was this the motivation just now? No, it's not pure telekinesis, it's pure energy burst induced impact. Anyway, you practiced so much telekinesis? ”

"Why? It's not even your world, why should you care? ”

Another burst of white light. The invisible impact, the monstrous waves that are simply irresistible. The Black Death Emperor snorted, and was once again overturned by the divine power, and his huge body lost its balance and fell to the ground, planting several somersaults in a row, and the huge body looked like an out-of-control meteorite crashing wildly between the mountains.

The Black Death Emperor was furious.

But there's one thing you don't realize, neither you nor your apostles realize. Life has no meaning in the first place. ”

Golden cicada shelling?

"Huh?"

"Something just came out of this glowing freak! Face me! ”

But the Black Death Emperor classmate is really strong. Normally, even if he is not dead after being beaten like this, at least he should realize how disparity the strength of the two sides is now, and it is time to consider smearing oil on the soles of his feet.

Ultraman was originally such a creature. When the energy tube reaches a certain level, sometimes the skill is relatively less important. Now he is the embodiment of life, the white light energy is almost inexhaustible, how to squander as much as he wants, and naturally any action between his gestures is ruined.

He stepped forward and watched as the Black Death Emperor stumbled to his feet, slowly reaching out his hand again.

"No, no, let Sai Shaojian smile. I'm a three-legged cat in mechanics, and I'm far worse than you. ”

The Black Death Emperor's roar came to an abrupt end, as if his throat was being clutched in the air. In fact, his whole person seemed to be captured by an invisible force at this moment, and he was carried up by his feet suspended in the air.

The Black Death Emperor shouted as he swung his sword. It was him shouting to the Beings of Being.

It was as if a stone had sunk into the sea, and the Black Death Emperor's earth-shattering blow fell into his hand, like hitting a ball of cotton, and the power disappeared without a trace in an instant.

He shook his head, regrouped, stepped forward again, his scythe raised above his head.

Almost close to the face, the scythe of death tried to harvest again.

"Don't hide, intruder!"

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Shen You shook his head and said with a smile.

Only the stunned Black Death Emperor was left with the hilt of his sword.

And then

There is no then.

"It's just a miracle."

The power of the white light is even stronger than Shen You initially expected, and in the original work, at best, only people have touched the power of the white light and can borrow the authority of life, but no one has ever directly incarnated as a life representative like he is now, so no one has ever developed its full strength.

I am less from this world, don't you bluff my spirit of existence is so strong?

In the blink of an eye, his supernormal senses had caught the fluctuations of dead air. From behind him, the ground was broken, and a new pitch-black body emerged, transforming into the form of the Black Death Emperor again.

How did he think that the prophecy of the darkest night should not be like this?

Then I saw Shen You stretch out his hand again, and his palm gently pressed on his chest.

Black Death Emperor: "! ”

Sero crossed his arms and followed behind Shen You with a slight bow as he flew forward.

"Maybe."

The trees and rocks were swept away by the pitch-black meteorite, and the giant trees broke off at the waist, and the rocks were smashed into pieces. Each tumble was accompanied by a whisk of dust and a splash of gravel, leaving deep plow marks in the mountains.

How did I not know?

What about the opposition between light and dark? What about the balance of life and death?

Is this a balanced yarn? I'm fighting with this thing??

Shen You stretched out his finger and flicked it lightly on the blade of the Black Death Emperor.

It's the truth. Although he didn't relax his training after leaving the Land of Light, he was never good at telekinesis. The reason why it looks so fierce is that there is simply too much energy.

But the Spirit of Existence responds by refusing to ignore it at all.

Shen You calmly stretched out a hand.

"I'm here to correct this mistake!"

But under this fall, a circle of pitch-black qi suddenly exploded on the Black Death Emperor's body. The black giant's body was shockingly as if it had disintegrated directly, and surging black light burst out from the inside out, and the entire body seemed to evaporate on the spot.

Shen You stood still, calmly stretched out another hand, and gently put his five fingers down.

The scythe of death fell straight into the palm of his hand, and with the roar of the endless undead, with the authority of death, the tide of darkness fell firmly on the palm of his hand.

But he didn't.

Isn't that right?

There was a faint aura of darkness in the cracks of the rocks and wreckage, and the darkness grew stronger and stronger, as if it was struggling out of it. With the earth-shattering roar, the piled rocks suddenly cracked, and the black giant broke out of it, and the solid rocks were cut by the black blade in his hand like tofu.

"It's us who give it meaning."

The scythe of the Grim Reaper broke into several pieces in response, and each time it landed, it turned into a cloud of black gas and dissipated.

A little bit of force.

Under the burst of white light, the Black Death Emperor was completely submerged, and was annihilated into nothing in the light.

(End of chapter)