The ruined world, rubble and rubble are floating against gravity.

As far as the eye can see, there is only crushing and ruining wealth, heaven and earth are not divided, and the sun and the moon are no more.

The foundation of the Seventh Continent was shattered, and the walls of space were also disintegrated, and the entire continent was blown into countless pieces.

Here, now it's not so much the Seventh Continent as some plates of different sizes floating in the void.

The largest, only the size of a small village, and more are just small rocks that defy gravity and are scattered around.

Even if everyone worked together and burst out to the limit of their will, they would not be able to stop the extinction.

Most of the energy of the extinction was concentrated on Meng Xiang's four or five hundred people, and the remnants of the power shattered the Seventh Continent, which created this miserable scene.

If it really falls on the Seventh Continent, I'm afraid not to mention that people can't live, and even the continent won't be like this, just broken into pieces.

Instead, it completely disintegrates into quantum flow directly from the subatomic level.

"Uhh

In a large fragment of tranquility, the earth and stone were pushed away, and an unkempt-faced man gasped for the thinning air and fell to his knees with a pop.

His face was completely burned, and there was hardly a good skin on his body, and the blood quickly stained the gray dust on his body red.

With each gasp, the splatters of blood stained large swaths of nearby earth and rock.

When I raised my head, one eye was burned to a solidified dead white, and although the other eye could barely see something, the black pupils were also burned out of a layer of white puffs because of the previous high temperature, and everything I saw was hazy.

"Ahh Ugly, where are you? Kunpeng... Little Ugly... You guys... Where are you?"

Difficult, relying on the groping of his hands, the man crawled two steps with difficulty, and finally fell to the ground with a pop.

No sound...

It seems like no one is there...

In this shattered world, it was as if he had become the only survivor.

Meng Xiang... Gasping for breath, the injuries on his body showed no signs of healing, and his immortality did not take effect at all.

It's not that the Godhead is ineffective, it's...

The Godhead is all shattered!

Meng Xiang didn't know how he survived, maybe it was a miracle, all in all, he picked up a life, but so what?

Godhead is gone!

It was not a simple spell attack, it was closer to a conceptual attack, while Meng Xiang's physical body was suffering damage, his golden body and soul were also suffering the same scale of damage.

The same goes for Godhead.

This blow is not just as simple as a serious injury.

Meng Xiang could feel it.

The godheads he held in his body had all been shattered, and the shattered ones were thinner than the primeval beads, and they were slowly fading.

Meng Xiang is no longer a god.

It's not all.

The golden body has been broken, and the soul is even more broken.

The cultivation was completely lost, the tendons and veins were broken, and the blood veins were annihilated, and now Meng Xiang, because he carried it once, was completely defeated by the huge energy.

Meng Xiang is already a mortal who is completely powerless, a mortal who has no cultivation at all.

Moreover, he was still a mortal who was seriously injured and only had half a breath left.

The current Meng Xiang is a yellow-mouthed child, who can be killed with his bare hands.

This level of heavy damage does not mean that you can recover by resting for a period of time or recasting your Dao heart.

Meng Xiang now, even if he receives the best treatment, he can only be a waste person for the rest of his life.

Lying on the ground, gasping weakly, the air is slowly dissipating, and the consciousness is getting more and more blurred...

Even if you escape from death, will it only prolong your life for a few seconds?

Miracles did happen, and it was a miracle that Meng Xiang was still alive.

But what is the use of a miracle of this magnitude?

"Ahh Ugly... Everyone... Where ......" muttered weakly, unconsciously, Meng Xiang's eyes dripped weak tears, mixed with blood, and snapped and dripped.

Everyone... Are they all dead... I... Still is...... Failed to protect... Are they? I...

Lost?

The self questioned, the life force in the body was passing quickly, and the feeling was starting to numb from the fingertips.

I can't even move my eyelids.

I'm sorry... I... Or lost...

Meng Xiang really wanted to cry, but... Can't cry...

Now he can't even make a cry, not to mention that his godhead is completely shattered, and his cultivation is completely wasted.

"It's a shame. ”

A cold voice suddenly appeared.

In his blurred vision, Meng Xiang saw a foot.

Trying his best to move his eyeballs, Meng Xiang saw that Tiankuixing had come to his eyes.

"I fought everything I had, but in the end I ended up with such a miserable end. ”

Gently hooked up with his feet, Tiankuixing "intimately" helped Meng Xiang turn his face up, so that he was facing up.

As you can see... The star is looking down on itself.

Only this time, there was no sarcasm on his face, only a ruthless indifference...

"But then again, you're doing well, and the Demon Lord senses that you're still alive, so let me convey a word to you. ”

With a slight hook of Tiankui Xing's toes, Meng Xiang's body flew up in the air, and immediately, a strong and powerful hand grabbed Meng Xiang's bloody neck.

But this pinch, not forcefully.

Tian Kui Xing looked at Meng Xiang, and Meng Xiang also looked at Tian Kui Xing with his only remaining consciousness.

After a moment, he spoke: "The Demon Lord said that although you are all ants, your will is rare and valuable, and he wants to apologize to you, and apologize for calling you grass mustard. The Demon Lord recognized you, you are a qualified opponent, and he said that he would remember you... Remember the heroism of a group of mortals who challenged it, the god of gods. ”

Meng Xiang was powerless to answer...

After a pause, Tiankuixing said, "The demon also said that as a sign of respect for the enemy, he ordered me to lead the gods to search for survivors with all my might, and to kill them cleanly, giving you a painless death, not assimilation, which is his greatest respect for you." ”

"Kill... Die..."Meng Xiang muttered weakly, his tongue was already burned, and it was difficult to distinguish even his words.

"That's right, kill, you can rest assured, will grant them a painless death, you... Is there anything you'd like to say?"

Tian Kuixing didn't have any feelings.

Cold-blooded and cruel are the biggest "friendliness" he can have towards Meng Xiang at present.

Killed?

In the corners of Meng Xiang's eyes, tears kept rolling down.

In the already blurred vision, there is an additional layer of water mist.

"Let it go... They... I beg... Please...... Let them go..."With a crying voice, Meng Xiang pleaded weakly.

Even if you kill me, let me be wiped out.

I'm going to die anyway.

But please... Even if you let one go...

In the end, Meng Xiang was left with such a simple wish.

However, Tian Kuixing just shook his head helplessly: "Unfortunately, that's impossible. ”

"Please......"

"No, I can't. ”

"A... It's good..."

"No way!"

No matter how much he sacrificed his dignity to pray, Tian Kuixing's answer was clear.

The enemy, given to annihilate, it's as simple as that, this is war.

Why... It's going to be like this...

Tears kept rolling down, and Meng Xiang was almost suffocated.

Helplessly, he raised his head and looked at the seventh continent that had lost the sky, and all he could see was the purple-black demon cloud of the demon.

The world has come to an end.

In the afterglow, Meng Xiang clearly saw that Tian Kuixing raised his deadly hand knife against himself.

At this moment, in Meng Xiang's heart, the sense of powerlessness and despair filled the entire broken body.

I lost... It's true... Thoroughly... Lost......

Na... You're watching me, aren't you?

You're all watching me lose, right?

Can you just bear to look at it?

Who can... Hear my voice!

I beg you...

Anyone is good!

Who can hear me!

Who's coming... Rescue... They......

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PS: Meng Xiang is praying.