When he appeared again, he had already arrived in the sea of fog outside.
At this time, the force field emanating from his whole body has become another concept.
wind of annihilation
An endless wind continued to rise in his force field.
This is a wind that destroys everything purely.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming had already left Yongcheng and turned into a gust of wind.
He flew towards the direction of the imperial capital, God Island.
An overwhelming sky, covering a kilometer radius of wind.
All Zhuang Wuming's breath was drowned in this wind of annihilation.
All the ruins caught in the hurricane were turned into powder in an instant.
Bits and pieces of the original source of the mother river flowed into Zhuang Wuming's body.
There were countless ruins along the way, and they had no chance of resisting the wind of annihilation.
A passage composed of countless fragments appeared in the sea of fog.
This is a passage of death, representing the ruins of countless deaths.
Zhuang Wuming quickly moved forward in the direction of the wave.
His speed was astonishingly fast.
Every second it blows across thousands of miles.
And countless people died at this moment.
However, only those within a thousand miles of each island have the most ruins.
Beyond this range, the ruins will become very rare.
Then Zhuang Wuming will kill a lot less people.
Zhuang Wuming glanced at his attribute board.
At this time, his mother river source has reached 100.
That is to say, in just a moment, more than 20 mother river sources were added.
Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes and continued to move forward in the haze.
The hurricane blew through, and the sea of fog was blown out into an empty channel.
There were not many ruins in the fog sea at this time.
But every time it blows over a distance of thousands of miles, it can still bring about 0.1 to 0.3 of the original source of the mother river to Zhuang Wuming.
Although it was not much, this continuous income still made Zhuang Wuming feel a little happy.
About an hour passed.
Zhuang Wuming saw a huge island.
It looked like a huge continent.
At least one million square kilometers.
At this time, a pillar of light soared into the sky on the continent, emitting terrifying fluctuations.
There is a huge black cloud object in the sky.
Among them fell one dark arm after another.
The arm exudes a jet-black light, falling towards the city shrouded in light below.
Continuous power burst out from those arms.
He hammered the light pillar soaring into the sky like crazy, as if he was going to break it.
But one figure after another filled the light.
There were countless golden divine generals, each exuding conceptual fluctuations.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming had stopped in his tracks.
He stopped thousands of miles away from this island, observing the battle in the distance through his conceptual consciousness and force field.
He was surprised to find that the golden generals were all evolved from concepts.
They used various weapons to carry the huge arms falling from the sky.
Every collision will inevitably cause the general and his arm to be broken.
A kind of collision, but there was no huge impact like the two that just happened.
At this time, inside the largest black cloud in the sky, an eye that was 10 kilometers wide slowly opened.
A dark condensation gathered inside the eyes.
It is a black concept that dissolves everything and assimilates everything.
Immediately afterwards, countless black raindrops spewed out from it and covered the island below.
It was like the sky was tilted, and endless black rain fell, covering the sky and the sun, as if a great flood had come to the world to cleanse everything.
In the center of the island below, there is a golden city.
In the center of the city is a crystal-like golden palace.
Infinite golden light diffuses from it.
At this time, a man wearing a yellow robe was sitting in the palace.
There was a trace of solemnity in his eyes, and he saw the changes in the sky through the entire palace.
His face was solemn, and then a jade seal in his hand slowly covered the imperial edict in front of him.
A golden light burst out.
The palace burned like the sun.
Golden light quickly covered the entire island, and the golden light on the outermost edge of the island turned into flames.
Golden flames swept across the entire island, protecting it within it.
The black raindrops that originally fell outside quickly turned into black smoke under the burning flames.
Then he returned to the endless black clouds and mist in the sky.
The black smoke returned to the clouds and caused some changes.
A faint trace of golden color appeared in the clouds and mist.
The huge black eyes didn't seem to notice.
At this time, it saw that the endless raindrops it had dripped were burned up, which seemed to make him even more angry.
Endless black light dripped from his eyes and rushed into the source of countless raindrops.
Then countless raindrops became denser, and even traces of black light rose from the raindrops.
These radiant raindrops fell heavily, even penetrating the flames of golden light, and dripped on the ground.
Blackness is like a plague, spreading around the earth in an instant, and nothing can stop its spread.
Spots, like skin diseases, are spreading across the land of the island.
At this time, the man in the island palace frowned.
Traces of black began to appear on the capital city of the Island of Gods.
There are more and more golden colors in the clouds and mist in the sky, and more and more black colors on the ground.
The two concepts seem to be eroding each other, and now it’s up to us to see who can completely erode the other first.
After the erosion is complete, it will definitely cause inexplicable changes.
Zhuang Wuming was thousands of miles away from the island at this time and had no intention of getting close.
On a conceptual level battlefield, if you get even slightly closer, you may be involved.
At this time, in this war, he could feel that they were two perfect concepts.
A perfect concept battle, this is the first time I have seen it.
It is worth learning from him that picking up leaks outside is the right choice.
At this time, as Zhuang Wuming stopped in his tracks, the ruins circling outside the divine island were attracted to him.
A head of Touxu was like a demon attracted by blood, rushing toward him crazily.
At this moment, Zhuang Wuming's eyes narrowed, and then a wind of annihilation blew around him.
The wind is like the sharpest sword, and all the ruins blown by will be turned into pieces in an instant.
These fragments will be swept into the hurricane, getting bigger and bigger, expanding in all directions.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming's force field covered a range of approximately 10,000 meters. After exceeding this range, the concept of the Wind of Annihilation could no longer be simulated.
Zhuang Wuming now reduced the force field to within a kilometer.
Within this range, no ruins can exist. More and more fragments and the wind of annihilation have turned this place into a mortal enemy.