Chapter 330: Don't Ask My Heart Without Asking Destiny!

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The refining method of the Twelve Desolate Gods has existed since ancient times, and it can be traced back at least millions of years.

Many powerful giants have once refined the Twelve Desolate Gods.

The origin of these twelve desolate gods is rumored to involve the ancient supreme of the fairy world, which can communicate the power of heaven and earth, connect the power of the stars, and spread widely in the mortal world.

When Lu Zheng was in the Central World, he kept a set of almost invincible twelve desolate gods, once he unfolded the Twelve Desolate Gods Array, he could even conjure up the prototype of the twelve ancient supremes, the law of heaven and earth, and the merit of creation.

It's just that the set of twelve desolate gods, as the guardian array of the Demon Palace, has now also fallen into the hands of Invite Yue and has become one of her hole cards.

Meteorites the size of mountains travel hundreds of millions of kilometers and create a river of flames in the sky.

Its speed exceeds 20,000 meters per second, and its power exceeds the 100 million tons equivalent of a nuclear bomb explosion, which is enough to form a terrifying sinkhole with a diameter of more than five kilometers and a depth of more than 200 meters if it is bombarded on the ground.

The meteorite was getting closer and closer, and the surging weather waves burst in, like a Category 10 hurricane passing through, crushing the towering trees within a radius of dozens of kilometers, all centered on Lu Zheng's location, and crushed them in all directions.

"The twelve desolate gods, all of them are immeasurable!"

Lu Zheng didn't dare to slack off, and really opened the Dutian Twelve Desolate God Array, trying all his strength to stop the impact of the huge meteorite.

The twelve desolate gods that pointed to the sky and the earth burst out twelve pitch-black rainbows, like spring silkworms spinning silk, forming a dense huge net, wrapping the meteorite that carried the power of annihilation.

"Oh my God, what is this?"

At the Kennedy Space Command Center in Florida, USA, an old professor let out an incredible exclamation when he saw the picture on the big screen.

"Miracle, this is a miracle in the East! In the ancient East, there were gods who were sheltering, and even such a huge meteorite could be stopped!"

Another astronautics expert, with his hands folded and his expression solemn and solemn, was praying sincerely in front of the incredible picture on the big screen.

"The diameter of this meteorite is more than 180 meters, and the weight is difficult to estimate, but it must be 500,000 tons. If it hits at a speed of 20,000 meters per second, the power caused by this will probably not be comparable to that of a hydrogen bomb with a yield of 100 million tons. ”

A Chinese-American expert with black hair and yellow skin expressed his opinion.

Only the top brass in Washington, those high-ranking officials who hold the top power in the United States, know what that corner of the picture, that seemingly emaciated figure, means.

"He's back?"

"Perhaps, he didn't disappear at all!"

"Alas, don't play small tricks on his people in the future, at least for a hundred years, you can't do it against his people again. ”

......

"Click, click, click......"

The twelve pitch-black rainbows finally couldn't support the majestic force of the meteorite impact, and soon fine cracks appeared, which began to shatter and begin to collapse.

Even the bodies of the twelve Aragami creaked like old wooden beds that could collapse at any moment.

"Collapse!"

With a loud bang, twelve pitch-black rainbows completely collapsed, and they could no longer stop the power of the meteorite.

The huge meteorite, which was as big as a mountain, only weakened its power a little, and it still bombarded violently.

"Is this the second level you are talking about?"

At some point, Wen Qian woke up, and looked at the sky, the meteorite was getting closer and closer to her, and her pupils were constantly dilating, and she let out a lament.

"I'm here, don't be afraid!" Lu Zheng smiled faintly.

Inexplicably sour, Wen Qian couldn't help crying.

"Why? Why are you being so nice to me? I never understand, I'm just a mortal, just a retard, just a stupid woman in your eyes. Why, you're being so nice to me?"

Lu Zheng smiled, touched her head and said, "Don't look down on yourself, you are very precious, you are a priceless treasure in the world, and the only diamond I found in hundreds of millions of grains of sand." ”

"People, born lonely, to meet you, it is already better than everything!"

The bloody sword grew like a living creature in his hands, three feet, seven feet, one zhang, and ten zhang...... In the blink of an eye, it turned into a bloody sword that reached the sky, traversing three thousand zhang, slashing the sky and the earth, and the ferocity was infinite!

"What is the will of heaven? What about the mandate of heaven? With the long sword in hand, don't ask the mandate of heaven to ask my heart!"

With a roar, those eyes became more and more resolute, as iron as stone, and they were indomitable!

At the moment when the words fell, Lu Zheng let go of her jade hand, held a thousand-zhang blood sword, and rose to the sky, went against the sky, and slashed the sky!

"Boom!"

The violent roar was like a sun exploding in the sky, and thousands of fragments turned into a meteor shower, sprinkled all over the sky, enveloping a huge area within a radius of hundreds of miles.

Everywhere there were explosions, crashes, blazing fires, and thick smoke, like the end of the world recorded in ancient myths, and everything in sight was overwhelmed by destruction and destruction.

When the dust settled, Wen Qian looked in all directions, looking at the scene around her.

A scorched earth, full of potholes, but the place where she was located was intact, and it became the only pure land within a radius of 100 miles.

"Brother, you wait for me, you must wait for me! I will come over, come to you, grab your hand, and never let go!"

Wen Qian bit her lip, and his favorite bright smile bloomed on her poignant face.

Hundreds of millions of galaxies away, above the unreachable barren star, a mountain collapsed, and in the dusty and rocky rolling, a figure slowly appeared, as if it were nothing.

He looks ordinary, his figure is thin, and his rather young face reveals a trace of vicissitudes.

The breeze blows, and the white hair flows in the wind, as mysterious and weird as a demon.

Lu Zheng in the middle of the Yuan Dan period only had a mere 3,000-year longevity at most, and he used the cross-border séance technique to consume a full 2,000 years of longevity on the earth's part.

Especially in the last battle, when the twelve desolate gods were powerless to resist, Lu Zheng had to burn the thousand-year-old life yuan in one go, and with his flesh and blood, he fought down the world-destroying meteorite!

This kind of result, even Lu Zheng himself did not estimate.

His original idea was just to use that clone to clear the last obstacles and threats on Earth and protect his family one more time.

As for the future, they can only resign themselves to fate and see their own creation.

After all, the time on Earth was nothing more than a short moment for Lu Zheng's life and Lu Zheng's memory.