Tens of millions of psychic sword energies were blocked from the Seven Sins Gate of Satan. They were screaming, angry, and whining for help from Lu Zhengkang.
On the other side, one hundred and eighty Seraphs have been crushed to pieces by the massive sword energy, and the time and space anchors they set up have also been destroyed by the sword energy. In an instant, these flying angels of different shapes are pure white with blasphemous green spots.
The sword energy of the strange birds all let out a sigh of relief, and the sound of the sword spread out in translucent ripples, shaking off countless smoke and dust from the affected soil and rock formations.
The psychic sword energy jumped into the void again, easily passing through the door of a heavy sin. On the abyss earth covered with black blood, phosphorus poisonous fire and fish carcasses, Lu Zhengkang looked at his sword energy as if it was flowing into the sky.
The aurora floated and shimmered like migrating salmon, crossing the undulating riverbed, approaching the heavenly rebels suspended in the devil's sea.
Satan pointed at the continuous sword light, "I said: They will not be able to hurt me, nor will they be able to hurt my messenger, not even a bit."
The psychic sword energy broke through the last gate of arrogance and rushed in front of Satan. They should have jumped out of the void and started to release a sharp offensive. However, like a group of high-PING warriors, they suddenly jumped over the Satan crowd.
, jumped out behind them, hurriedly turned back one by one, and attacked again, but they still missed the target. They jumped back and forth around Satan and his fallen angels, but they couldn't attack.
The Law Technique, which belongs to God's wish, consumes divine power and creates miracles. This is a built-in BUG in the game. As long as the divine power is enough, no matter how incredible the wish is, it can be fulfilled.
In essence, it is the supreme realm of salt magic. Salt is the lowest level of data in the server. Salt is consumed and the objective laws of the universe are tampered with to accomplish miracles.
Cong Hai screamed angrily in Lu Zhengkang's palm. He was the master of all sword lights and their blood relative. When he saw his child being teased, Cong Hai, who was spiritually complete, was naturally furious.
Lu Zhengkang let go of his palm, and the sea of cages flew around him twice, setting up a circle of swords for defense, and then rushed towards Satan.
There is a candle in the cage sea, which is part of Lu Zhengkang's soul, the soul of light, which transcends the wonderful properties of salt. As the candle continues to penetrate into the details of the sword body, the physical properties of the cage sea are gradually tempered and liberated.
The true power of candlelight is that the nature of the sword is getting closer and closer to light. It has become a mysterious and incomprehensible weapon. It has the sharpness to cut through all things and the strength to kill with one strike. These are all
It is the attribute and conceptual ability given to it by candlelight.
At least on this nameless island, any data inferior to light cannot stop Cong Hai's attack.
The most powerful spear.
Cong Hai slammed into the gate of the Seven Deadly Sins. It could have jumped directly in front of Satan, but its temper was not good. It inherited Lu Zhengkang's most arrogant, indifferent and cruel character, and it wanted to confront everything about its opponent.
All means were defeated.
When Satan saw the cage sea, he knew that he would die under the sword. He remained silent and took a step back. With this step, he retreated into the depths of the void and disappeared without a trace, leaving behind the fallen angels who were continuously trapped by the cage sea.
Six hundred and sixty-six times, the void moved, and each person was rewarded with a sword. They were all ignited by the dead white candlelight, and were reincarnated into psychic sword energy.
The ocean of sword energy sang happily, and billions of birds chirped in unison. They swooped towards the boundless sea of demons. Amidst the bright sound waves, strong light and pungent smell of blood, the sea of demons was evaporated, and the blood clouds rose and flew away.
From hell to heaven, the kingdom of heaven is dyed scarlet.
Lu Zhengkang is like a spectator, and he still has time to tease the lamb. The lamb's eyes reflect Lu Zhengkang's face. The cheeks covered by a layer of gray-white halo show a gentle smile. The antlers on the head are entangled with lush vines.
, like a deep forest scene that has been there for many years.
The lamb witnessed the destruction of purgatory, which was different from the script in its memory. It was just at a loss now and didn't know how to express its expression to Lu Zhengkang.
"Let's go up there and have a look?" Lu Zhengkang murmured to the lamb, "How about going to see the world, huh?"
The psychic sword energy in the sword circle took the initiative to fly to Lu Zhengkang's feet and slowly lifted him up. After all, the body of salt and water was heavy and turbid. Even if every ray of sword energy had great strength and absolute sense of control, it could not
It allows Lu Zhengkang to enjoy the pleasure of rapid flight. Excessive acceleration may still cause injury.
The lamb was brought out of the ground by Lu Zhengkang. The surface was originally a plain covered with decayed grass. Although it was sluggish, the air was still fresh and the scenery was natural. But now it was raining blood continuously, and corpses with wings on their backs kept falling from the sky.
The city was damaged, its walls and buildings collapsed due to the sword energy, and countless gems, gold and jade fell to the ground.
God then said in heaven: "Sinner, you have poisoned the lamb. As long as you kill yourself, you will be free of all sins." This is also the law of law.
Lu Zhengkang was indifferent after hearing this, but there was a faint rebellious movement while holding up his sword energy. Conghai let out a crisp cry in the sky, and there was a faint cry of a white ape, and the strange bird sword energy calmed down.
Lu Zhengkang asked Lamb in a low voice, "I want to go to the Obsidian Tower. Do you have the key?"
The lamb widened his eyes and looked at the cruel scene in the sky. God and the ancient snake stood together to resist the magnificent flying sword. They tried all their methods, but they could not escape the fate of being killed by the sword.
The surrounding time and space collapsed with the death of the two main gods.
Lu Zhengkang felt a light touch on his hand, and the lamb disappeared. After the chaotic distortion of time and space, he fell out of the demiplane. This is the top of the Sapphire Tower. Ordinary gray-green slates and bricks are piled up to form a cylindrical shape.
The space is not spacious either. A brass-colored mechanical creature is tied by a chain between two totem poles. It is the real third lamb.
The third lamb's real appearance is similar to a griffin, with the body of a horse and the head of an eagle. Its front paws are thick and rough. Every feather and hair on its body is exquisite. It is thirteen meters long and six meters high at the shoulder. It is exquisite and elegant.
Simplicity is a true industrial work of art.
The third lamb stared at Lu Zhengkang, its brass eyes also showed expressive innocence. It raised its head and let out a long roar, "a long and hoarse roar, like a lion or an eagle, dull and dull at the same time."
High-pitched and mixed, like the sound is constantly breaking." It was the sound that Lu Zhengkang heard when he stepped onto the first floor of the Sapphire Tower.
In this long cry, its metal body slowly atomized, and countless souls flew out of its body and disappeared into Lu Zhengkang's body.
The third lamb passed away, and the chains that bound it hung weakly on the ground. The two totem poles, one black and one white, also lost their luster and turned into gray.
A pool of ashes was left on the spot, as well as an obsidian key.