How long is a second? Maybe everybody has their own opinion. (800) Novel/Love Go] In our daily lives, seconds are usually just a moment. But for some photoelectric or cellular beings, seconds are a lifetime. In some fields and in certain situations, a second can make the difference between success or failure, or even life or death, let alone seconds.

In the subspace enchantment, the ghostly path killer ghost Zhen and Xiao Nan were still trapped in the black clouds for the cabbage and resolutely blocked the black clouds, and were killing and resisting the worries of Dalmilo of tens of thousands of cultivators. Although this battle between two people challenging the whole world can be called a model of arrogance and domineering, but now that the cabbage lives and dies, Dalmilo's battle line has begun to gradually shrink, and the originally dark poisonous smoke is now gradually thinning, after all, Dalmilo is not a cabbage, and there is no inexhaustible divine power to support such a large-scale consumption. Therefore, judging from the scene, the two are obviously at a disadvantage, and it seems that it is only a matter of time before they win or lose. A magnificent and heroic challenge seems to end in tragedy.

"Relative to the power of the whole world, the combat power of the individual is limited after all. Zhen bit her lip and said with a somewhat complicated expression.

"But at least they dare to think and do, and dare to challenge!" the killer looked admiring: "That's why they are so strong." ”

"Stop!" Xiao Nan's face changed now: "The poison god is a doppelganger after all, and failure will not damage the fundamentals." But what about Boss Sail? If Boss Sail folds here, I can guarantee that our master will. ”

"The Divine Lord actually values the Blood God so much?" Youjing and the others also changed their faces when they heard this, as if they had thought of some terrible memories.

"The master calls him stupid, and the eight domain masters all call him Lao Jiu. Xiao Nan didn't seem to answer the question. But Youjing and the others understood. This means that the old man really regards the blood god as a child, and the other eight domain masters have obviously accepted this brother. With the personalities and past styles of these people in the Divine Realm, once the Blood God really folded in the Chaos Realm, it would definitely be a huge battle that swept the Four Realms (Immortal Immortal plus Chaos Realm).

"The current situation, even if we go out, can't change the outcome. Youjing remained calm: "And the mission is not complete, we must continue to do it." ”

"Fifteen days......" The others understood what the path meant, and a sense of urgency for time came to them.

"The Eastern Emperor Bell has been sent back. The Blood God has already defeated Kunlun Mirror, Shennong Ding, Pangu Axe, Haotian Tower, and Kongtong Seal. After the Demon Refining Pot and the Xuanyuan Sword fought with the Blood God, even if they won, they would inevitably suffer a lot of vitality, and since these two artifacts had already appeared, they would no longer be able to hide their breath. So what we need to look for is actually Fuxiqin and Nuwa Stone. So, it's not impossible in time. Youjing specifically analyzed.

"If the Blood God is defeated, what will happen to the artifact he takes?" asked Zhen after a moment's thought.

"I believe that the Blood God, if he feels that he will, will definitely do his best to transfer the collected artifact to us. Youjing looked at the battlefield outside the enchantment and said seriously: "Although he is arrogant and perverse, he can definitely be trusted. ”

"Absolutely!" Xiao Nan patted his chest and shouted, "I dare to vouch for it...... I...... Grass!" Before he finished speaking, Xiao Nan was suddenly taken aback by the situation on the field!

I saw that the outside world instantly froze, as if it was still. And in the middle of this condensation, the cabbage has flashed out of the black cloud. Raising his hand were two ice locks, pulled by divine power, and the demon refining pot and Xuanyuan Sword had already been put away by the cabbage with a glimpse of azure ice light.

With a wave of his hand, the thunder and fire in the palm of the cabbage suddenly appeared, and a huge sea of fire and thunder pool that covered the sky and the sun had already shrouded the heads of all the cultivators.

Since the sound of the outside world in the subspace enchantment could not be transmitted, after that moment, the people of the Youjing only saw countless cultivators howling and running away, just by looking at the scene, they could know how chaotic and tragic the scene was.

The sea of thunder pond fire was still violently exploding and burning, and many cultivators were trying to resist or escape in various ways. But all in vain. In a short period of time, when the thunder stopped and the fire was extinguished, there were only a few cultivators left who were originally densely pressed by the black pressure. These people's faces are full of almost all negative emotions, including panic, pessimism, despair, hatred, etc., and they are all miserable and lingering.

A momentary turnaround. The cultivators could never have imagined how a battle to destroy demons, which had gathered the power of the entire world and saw victory in sight, be overturned in such an instant. One moment the heaven of victory is within reach, and the next moment, you are already in the depths of hell.

No one could figure it out, so there was silence. Although the cabbage was still like a toddler at this time, in the eyes of the few remaining cultivators, his figure standing in the air was extremely terrifying and tall at this time. At this moment, in everyone's eyes, he is undoubtedly equivalent to the most terrifying gods and demons.

A black smoke changed and condensed, and Dalmilo's figure was almost transparent at the moment, almost unable to maintain his body. It can be seen how much he overdraws and consumes.

And the cabbage is obviously not in a good state at the moment, his face is as white as paper, panting like a cow, his body is shaky, and his face, which has always been full of confidence, is now full of weakness and powerlessness. As a result of draining the divine power in an instant, the cabbage almost didn't even have the strength to maintain the suspension in the air.

"Zhang Zhengfan. With some difficulty, Dalmilo flew to the cabbage's side, and his phantom hand held the cabbage's shoulder.

"Got it. The cabbage weakly stretched out two fingers, but it was clear that this was not the "V" that represented victory. Sure enough, the cabbage grinned and said, "There are still two pieces left!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, the blood demon and the poison demon are at the end of their crossbows, slay the demons and eliminate the demons, and return me to Lang Lang Qiankun at this time!

When everyone raised their eyes, they saw a middle-aged man dressed in white with a plump face leading a group of men and women from the northwest sky. This group of people is all handsome, and their white clothes are all elegant.

"Brother Fox, is this the timing you are talking about?" Almost at the same time as these white-clothed people appeared, a Tsing Yi Daoist also came with a group of cultivators. This cabbage is known, but it's not the Venerable Qinglian who was robbed of the Eastern Emperor Bell by him.

The middle-aged man in white who stood in the air was smiling, as if he was blind to the tragic situation in the field, and just nodded slightly at Venerable Qinglian: "Yes, avoiding its edge, taking advantage of its false momentum, and planning and then moving, is the way to win." Otherwise, the Demon Flame will be arrogant and will only increase the casualties, so what good will it do in this battle?"

"But the price is too great!" A woman in purple clothes with fluttering purple clothes and picturesque eyebrows came with more than a dozen cultivators.

"Amitabha, the demon flame is fierce, and at an extraordinary moment, he has to do extraordinary things. As long as you can keep the right path of compassion, what is the pity of this skin?" A group of bald-headed, dressed in robes and holding magic weapons, also gathered under the leadership of an old monk holding a vajra wand. I saw that this old monk was skinny, his face was full of wrinkles, his eyes and eyebrows were lowered, and his expression was compassionate.

"The great monk is right. As long as we kill these two demons and save the people in the world, those fellow Daoists who waited before us will also have no wish and return with a smile. We will surely spread their deeds to the world and immortalize them for generations to come. "There was another old man, with white hair and silver beard, a long robe and a shirt, carrying an ancient sword on his back, followed by more than a dozen men and women of all colors who were full of sword intent.

Five centaurs, five directions, the two later cultivators tightly surrounded Cabbage and Dalmiló.

"Great Demon Venerable, Lingshan Zen Temple, Heavenly Sword Gate...... The praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind, and everyone is making a good calculation. A remnant cultivator in the sky laughed miserably, and his figure staggered.

Although the appearance is miserable, the expression is sad and angry, but unfortunately, no one pays attention.

"Amitabha, two, you have killed my fellow cultivators, robbed the world artifact, poisoned the world, and caused disasters to the common people, and you have become demons. Now we are waiting for the heavens to do the right thing, slaying demons and destroying demons. If you still have a trace of repentance, why not hand over the artifact, cut it off by yourself, and re-enter the cycle of reincarnation to atone for your sins. Otherwise, when it is inevitable that the soul will be scattered and never be reborn, it will be too late to regret it. The great monk raised his lowered eyes and looked at Cabbage and Dalmilo with a look of compassion and said.

"Zen Master Yun, like this, where will there be remorse. Although my Buddha is kind and the heavens and the earth are vast, I cannot tolerate this kind of scourge. Even if the Zen master and the Venerable are compassionate, the revenge of my senior brother Jianzun has to be avenged. The old man with his sword on his back flicked his sleeves angrily.

"It's not easy to practice in one life, so why do you two come here. Venerable Qinglian looked at Cabbage and Dalmilo and shook his head and sighed.

The middle-aged man in white and the beautiful woman in purple didn't speak, but there was a kind of heat in the eyes of the cabbage and Dalmilo - a kind of heat full of greed. You don't need to ask to know that they are interested in the artifact in their hands with cabbage.

"I don't have a lot of ability, but I talk a lot of nonsense!" Cabbage grinned and stretched with some difficulty. There was a surge of blood on his body, and at the same time, Dalmilo, who had almost become a phantom, was instantly filled with a thick black mist.

In the blink of an eye, both of them were full of energy and radiant. I can still see the slightest weakness and tiredness.

Instantaneous GM skill without CD, its effect is good, and fighting is a cow!

"It's for these people to use it for so long?" Dalmilo was obviously very useful for the cabbage's skills. Comfortably stretched out his arm and shook his neck, but his mouth was not polite at all: "I actually know how to use a trick, should I be impressed by you?"

"The main thing is that they talk a lot of nonsense, which makes me feel relieved!" Cabbage laughed, full of flickering: "If they don't say a word when they come, I will probably be reincarnated at this time." ”

Don't look at Dalmilo as a demon, but he really believes in Cabbage's words. The weakness of the cabbage just now is definitely not pretended, it is obviously the same as himself, it is a manifestation of detachment after the overdraft of his divine power. And without divine power, naturally there is no way to use skills. Instant free cd, this Dalmilo can understand, but it doesn't consume blue with skills, sorry, I haven't heard of it. And didn't he himself desperately accumulate divine power while the other party was talking, so he really believed in Cabbage's words.

"I think they're talking a lot of nonsense, too!" Dalmilo nodded.