Eight hundred and ninetieth chapters sword into, sword out
Chu Yunsheng took a step into the air, and a piece of metal flew from the engineering base in the debris area, suspended at his feet, and formed a step.
Then, with every step he took, a piece of metal appeared.
There may be other more incredible ways to step into the underground sky, but it is limited by Chu Yunsheng's own thinking. Even if the almost peak spiritual energy is omnipotent, the biggest limitation is the person who uses it.
It is difficult to imagine things and methods that you have not seen before.
But even this is enough to make the weirdos below stare and make the tall people panic.
This is a place where energy is extremely chaotic. Any technological power with dark energy is completely useless. There are no basic raw material resources. They want to use the resources of the earth to create various weapons in the sealed three-dimensional space like the people on earth.
It's impossible, otherwise animal weapons like "Oversight" wouldn't be used. There are no resources in the underground space except broken wreckage.
But even for humans, many advanced weapons cannot be used when exposed to the dark energy of order.
Being able to walk towards the sky like Chu Yunsheng, only a tall person knows what it means.
Dealing with a group of beings without the power of dark energy tools, even slender people whose technology may be far more advanced than the underground villains, is in some ways easier than dealing with pig-headed people. This may be due to the external power of technology.
The sadness of life, but perhaps it is this sadness that is the motivation for them to tirelessly explore the world.
Chu Yunsheng stepped into the sky, and the spiritual aura around him was washed away. He suddenly understood the feeling of the shadow man. In the aura of the earth, he seemed to be a god, omnipotent and capable of achieving anything. As long as he thought, he could get anything.
, he can kill anyone with just a thought!
Wherever the eyes go, there is the place where the music of death is played.
As he walked, the corpses of the huge overseers on both sides fell like rain. He was not the God of Death, but he was far more terrifying than the God of Death.
Not long after, he came to the sky above the upside-down triangular body where the tall man had fled.
He glanced around, and saw streaks of sword energy that were transformed from the colorful sky. They roared and stabbed large areas of undead supervisors and octopus monsters floating in the air in batches until they were killed.
Gotta be clean!
Immediately, thousands of sword energy condensed into a long roaring dragon, passing over the heads of the already stupid weirdos, rising high and soaring upward.
Soar to the sky to chase beauty masters!
Soar to the sky!
Rush towards the cornerstone of Tianyu Kingdom’s imperial capital!
After confirming that the remains left by the people who destroyed the town were spiritual essences, Chu Yunsheng thought about solving the problem of the tall people in the underground space.
In battle, he always has his own strategy.
It is impossible for him to kill and fight one by one.
Ling Yun is the most powerful weapon he has borrowed now! There is no one.
Chu Yunsheng doesn't know what the nature of this power is. But one day, as long as he is still alive, he will be able to figure it out.
He was no longer interested in how to kill the Xigao Man, which was the deep-rooted hatred of the underground monsters that had lasted for thousands of years. After destroying his minions and testing the power of Ling Yun, he wanted to rush up to the Sky Garden and kill him.
The Tianyu clan kills everyone without leaving any trace behind!
Under the cover of spiritual accumulation, wherever you want to look, you will find everything is so detailed that there is no way to avoid it.
He also saw the soldiers who looked like special forces on the cliff and guessed why they came.
Do you still want to hunt him down or capture him?
Chu Yunsheng smiled coldly and ignored them. They were already out of this battle.
Looking at the cloud-like sword energy rushing towards the sky above his head like a dragon, Chu Yunsheng also subconsciously wanted to shout like the shadow man did before: Kill!
It's not just for show, but the burst of thoughts can indeed double the power of the attack.
The shadow man had to resort to this method because he was weak after escaping from trouble, but he was borrowing it, and he needed momentum even more.
But he didn't shout. Instead, he stood on the high inverted triangular platform with his hands behind his hands, stepping on the slender man's trembling head, and stared at the sky with cold eyes.
Under his gaze, the cloud-like dragon-like sword energy roared loudly and violently.
kill!
Chu Yunsheng didn't shout, but he thought about it, so the underground space was instantly filled with the sound of Peng Bai's killing.
The sound was high and majestic, flying out from every corner, out of everyone's ears, out of fragments of metal, and even out of lava.
Gathered together, they formed an earth-shattering sound——
kill!
The cloud-like sword energy shoots straight into the colorful clouds, roars through the sky, and shoots towards the underground of the Sky Garden.
Boom!
There was a violent loud noise and violent vibrations.
The earth shook and the mountains shook, and metal fragments fell from the sky one after another, as if the apocalypse was coming.
The strange people's faces turned pale in an instant, and they all crawled on the ground. The tall and thin people were hiding in the huge triangular body, shivering.
The Chinese soldiers on the cliff looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and their scalps were numb.
Chu Yunsheng frowned.
It turned out that the remnants left by the people who destroyed the town could not leave the underground space, so his cloud-like sword energy could not form a powerful force outside.
This attack seemed to be extremely powerful, but it actually did not penetrate the bottom layer and enter the city of the Tianyu Empire.
There is no need to try again. If you can't get out, you can't get out. There must be a reason for it. He is not a true spirit. No matter how long it takes, it will be impossible to find the reason. The latest chapter of The Substitute Wife of the Evil Master Leng.
But the remnants must not be wasted.
Chu Yunsheng waved his hand, rolled up Xu Jun beside him with residual control power, and floated it to the edge of the cliff, and spoke clearly into her ears:
"Tell them that it's best to stay on the cliff and don't move. I can't care about them now. If they cause trouble, they will die."
Then, he effortlessly pulled out the tall slender people hiding inside from the triangular building, regardless of whether they could understand or not, and used the remaining essence of his peak to send his thoughts into their heads:
"I'll give you a moment. The one who surrenders will not die, but I only want three people. The first will survive, and the last will die."
The Xigao people were at a loss for a moment, and then some people came out and fell on the ground to show their surrender. One of them loudly said: "As long as we can get us out of here, we are willing to surrender! It has been thousands of years. It has been too long.
, we have almost forgotten what the stars look like, and it would be better to die if we continue to live like this!"
But there are also most slender people who either take luck or would rather die and stand still.
Chu Yunsheng didn't know if they understood or saw his intentions. Ling Yun could do many things, but not everyone could be invisible and soundless as the shadow man said.
He didn't know what the people lying on the ground were talking about, so he randomly selected a few, and then threw the rest into the sea of weirdos.
In Chu Yunsheng's eyes, the weird people surged up like a tide. They almost ate the tall and thin people alive, biting off their necks, tearing out their intestines, and holding their flesh and blood in their hands.
Crying to the sky, dizzy with joy.
"Father, have you seen it? It was successful. We succeeded. For the six hundred and twenty-seventh time, a miracle happened!"
"Gods, you really have not abandoned us!"
"We're not bitches, right? We're not..."
…
Chu Yunsheng instantly destroyed the zero-dimensional space of those dead slender people, completely cutting off any chance of their resurrection.
Seeing this, the only three tall slender people left beside him broke out in cold sweat and their legs felt weak.
In the distance, on the cliff opposite Xu Jun, the soldiers arranged their weapons and stood on the ground to show their obedience.
In this case, their commander's head was still clear.
Chu Yunsheng sent another message to Xu Jun: "Tell the weirdos that they won't be able to kill the remaining three tall and thin people."
Xu Jun nodded, and with Can Yun's help, he came to the crowd of resisting monsters again.
The weirdos are extremely respectful. They have understood that the monster, no, human being standing on the triangular body now is a god-like miracle. But to Xu Jun, he is still their wise man, who brings them the prophesied blessings.
success.
Although it was actually a scam, no one tried to expose it.
More and more other weirdos are already paying homage to Chu Yunsheng on the triangular body, treating him as a human god.
Chu Yunsheng stood on the platform, looking at the ever-changing colors in the sky, and gradually understood why even the cardinal's life could not enter here.
This extreme energy turbulence is not formed naturally, but is destroyed by some kind of spiritual war!
For the Cardinal, the Spiritual Battlefield is just like ordinary life facing the Cardinal Battlefield, it is a restricted area.
After a while, he suddenly moved, and countless swords of various colors suddenly appeared, intertwined around him.
Then, a group of swords danced wildly and flew towards Chu Yunsheng.
They are arranged bit by bit in various ways to form a sharp sword with swords flying inside.
The sword is made, the sword is destroyed, the sword is destroyed, the sword is made...
Chu Yunsheng frowned, trying hard to recall memories that were too long ago, and continued to compress, combine, entangle, and destroy the sword into a sword.
The ruins of the death battle battlefield.
From a meteorite in the distance, many small bug-like objects crawled out. When they encountered flesh and blood, they immediately split themselves apart. More and more, they covered the corpses on the ground.
…
"Huh? Still conscious?"
"What?"
"We have saved you. From now on, you must follow us and give us your soul. You must not resist."
"who are you?"
"We come from the stars."
"What are you doing with me?"
"war."
"I don't want to fight anymore, I want to go back."
"Then you can only die."
"I want to go home!"
"Hey, the original power remains, who killed you?"
"I want to go home!!"
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When Zachary woke up, he felt something spraying out from his mouth and nostrils. He thought he was in the realm of death. He remembered that he was dead, died under the knife of the deformed man, and could not possibly live.
But the hunger in his stomach made him feel ridiculous. Could a dead person still feel hungry?
His hunger became stronger and stronger, and he decided to get up and look for food to satisfy his hunger.
At this time, he seemed to see a figure walking past from a distance.
He wanted to stop it, so he ran forward half a step, tripped and fell.
The blood on the ground has dried up, but there are still some pieces of meat that smell of rot.
Zachary resisted the strong feeling of vomiting in his stomach and stumbled up. Suddenly, an expressionless "person" stood in front of him.
He is a dead man, without any trace of life. He is indeed from the four realms!
Zachary thought so, but why is there a moon above his head?
The dead man ignored him and walked away as if he hadn't seen him.
Zachary subconsciously touched his neck and face, and found several horrific scars crisscrossed on them.
He suddenly climbed up a nearby high slope, looked down, took a breath, and was dumbfounded in horror.
Below, there are neatly arranged phalanxes of imperial warriors, but they are all dead, with green eyes and dark golden armor, like dead ashes.
They have orders and prohibitions, and they are uniform, just like one person!
Farther away, in the dark phalanx of the dead, a torrent of march slowly opened up, like an army of the undead in the dark night.