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A shooting star.

A crimson meteor.

A crimson meteor with a diameter of tens of miles...... And they crashed into the Kshatriya legions!

The meteor flew closer and bigger, from a faint red starlight breaking through the dark clouds to everyone's eyes, to finally becoming a metal star that occupied the entire field of vision, just a few breaths apart.

Only then did the Kshatriya legions on the ground understand that the crimson color was a flame formed by the friction between the stars and the air, and its body was a large black iron ball with pits.

"Quick, run!"

However, at this moment, except for the Five Great Ming Kings and the Garuda clan who have flying mounts, the Kshatriya legions on the ground can't escape.

The point of impact of the main body of the Obsidian Star Chariot is the center of the five legions of Kshatriya!

In the moment of impact......

There is no sound, and that's because it's so loud that it deafens the ears of God and man!

There is no light, and that is because the brightness is so strong that it blinds the eyes of God and man!

There was no struggle, it was because death came quickly and passionately, so that the hundreds of thousands of Kshatriya warriors of the Central Legion under the command of King Airan Ming did not even come out with a sigh!

Then there were the four legions at the edge of the queue, and the shock wave from the impact spread wildly in all directions, devouring the lives of the remaining Kshatriyas without mercy.

However, this impact did not fall straight from the sky to the ground, but from north to south, at an angle of 45 degrees.

Therefore, most of the shock wave was towards the southern Aurora subcontinent, and the thousand-year-old trees in southern Xinjiang were uprooted. Stone dust was thrown south along with a large number of human bodies.

"Boom Boom Boom Boom ......"

For the shock wave was faster than the sound, until the smoke and dust that obscured the sky and the sun rushed over. A loud roar was heard.

The dust raised high even reached the nine heavens thousands of feet high, and the shock wave also swept away the dark clouds in the sky at once, and then the high temperature contained in the shock wave turned the ice crystals contained in the clouds into water vapor, which combined with the dust and condensed into water droplets, which were heavier than the air and naturally fell to the ground.

It suddenly rained heavily around southern Xinjiang, and all kinds of debris also fell to the ground cracklingly.

The Brahmin Divine Army, the five great armies of Kshatriya are all destroyed!

On the other side of the light, the abyss of time.

Somewhere in the gap in the multiverse there is an indescribable being.

He has no shape. It should be said that it is changing all the time.

He has no color, I should say he shows any color.

He has no size, it should be said

Unspeakable, indescribable, this is the most accurate description of this being.

In this space, countless threads connect Him, and this being is like a spider. Stay in the center of the net.

Suddenly, a silk thread lit up from the other side of the dark space, and countless spots of light followed the silk thread into the body of the indescribable thing.

If you look closely at the clusters of light, you can see that they are all human faces. This is the soul and the food of the indescribable.

Well, it's rare to have hundreds of thousands of souls sacrificed to themselves at one time.

He couldn't help but lift himself. I carefully tasted the taste of these souls, which was quite good, and most of them were resolute warrior souls.

Someone can send so many souls to himself at once, and this indescribable existence zài also has a trace of curiosity and follows the silk thread. I sent my thoughts to the past......

Fun world, fun little guys. Interesting legion of liberators.

The transaction he made back then was really not a loss, and the world that these liberators went to really set off a red frenzy and send high-quality souls to themselves. Even such a child, who is only a preparatory member, can send hundreds of thousands of souls at a time when his strength is so weak.

The Liberator is really worth paying attention to, and what the Liberator is doing is really ...... Well, it's a lot of fun.

Everything else that calls to them is for their own sake, and they want beauty, and they want life, and they want wealth, and they want power...... It's so boring!

And the souls they give are either so mediocre that they have no taste, or they are so ugly that they want to vomit when they smell it.

The liberators, on the other hand, gave their lives for the happiness of others, so their souls were noble and ...... Delicious.

I was right to pay attention to the world they traveled through, it was a truly touching form of life, and sometimes even I felt like I had become one of them......

Wait, when did I have such a ridiculous idea?

Forget it, don't think about it.

This little guy named Li Zisheng deserves my attention!

The young man, who had no idea that he had been noticed by something indescribable, was stuck in mid-air, looking at the southern frontier with heavy rain and a sea of fire, and let out a long breath.

He teleported out of Starcha before it hit the ground. With such a violent impact, even the Xingcha Yuan Spirit could not guarantee whether the interior of the spaceship would be damaged, and of course, it was unknown whether Li Zisheng, the only passenger inside, would survive.

The young man was wearing a bright red tight-fitting robe at this time, this dress was neither silk nor linen, not brocade or satin, and there were five-pointed stars looming on it, looking luxurious and abnormal. There is also a small black vest on the outside of the robe, and behind this vest is a pair of slender black wings, which is a flying magic weapon given to him by Tie Wanshan, Yan Gaofei.

Around his waist is a simple jade belt, with a black magic sword inserted on one side, named Mo Zhuyan, and a gorgeous but somewhat eccentric long knife hanging on the other, which is naturally a blade made by Hu Kaishan himself.

Uncrowned, his head was still tucked into a ponytail, pinned by a bright yellow torch-shaped jade pendant, and a pair of bronze metal boots were underfoot.

His clothes and head were blown by the wind in the air, and he wanted to break through the air, which made Li Zisheng look heroic and heartbreaking.

This was the inspiration he received from the Xingcha Yuan Spirit, and he turned the various parts of his Five-Star Torch Banner into a complete set of robes and accessories, which were naturally not afraid of high temperatures and winds.

Li Zisheng silently looked at the strange scene in the southern Xinjiang, and the young man who had just relaxed suddenly felt a strong sense of hunger and fatigue, and he almost couldn't control his flying magic weapon with a flower in front of him.

Only then did he remember that he had not eaten a drop of water or a grain of rice after breakfast, and that the whole person had collapsed tightly that day. Now that I have relaxed, I am tired of it.

The young man squeezed out the last bit of true qi, and controlled Yan Gaofei and slowly landed on the ground.

He wanted to look up and identify the direction, but when he looked up, he saw that the originally gloomy night sky had long been blown away by the strong wind, and the dark clouds were pressed by the strong wind, and in the center of the sky was a round of bright moon, and the fifteenth day of August was coming.

The young man admired the bright moon in the sky for a while, used this time to adjust his breath and confirm the direction, turned around and walked towards a gloomy forest in the north.

Li Zisheng doesn't need a torch, because he is the torch, and he will eventually illuminate the torches of the Nine Great Continents!

This is exactly what it is:

Reckless and reckless in the middle of the continent,

Huanghuang one star destroys the god of Sanskrit.

The sound of the gun rang out in the sky,

The circle locks the southern frontier.

Where do the gods go?

There is a place to go.

Drink the wine,

Red tide is high in waves!

Sending "Bodhisattva Man"

The second volume of "Qingqi Exorcism Demon Atmosphere Holding the Star on the Yuntai" is over

If you want to know what will happen next, please see the third volume of "Hundred Refining and Forging Mecha Ten Thousand Immortals Wangpenglai"

ps: Brothers, the second volume has finally been written, and Murong has passed the hurdle of 5o thousand words!

The middle part of this volume is actually quite unpleasantly written, and to be honest, I wanted to cut it straight several times.

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So without saying much, let's just wait and see.