Meng Xingyuan felt like he had become a god at this moment.
It's a wonderful feeling of being in control of everything.
The world becomes insignificant in his eyes, and everything in his eyes is nothing but an illusion. With a thought, everything can be destroyed and all life can be destroyed.
Meng Xingyuan didn't know what a god was. But he knew that if there was a god, he might not be like this at the moment.
This kind of power is so powerful that even Meng Xingyuan, who controls it, feels frightened.
The moment the power emerged, Meng Xingyuan felt that his soul was about to be drained out.
Obviously, this is not his power and does not need the support of his Linghai Dantian.
He just needs to control and control this power.
Just like a sword, he is not a sword. All he has to do is to hold the sword and dance with it.
How much strength does it take to swing a sword?
Not to mention that the existence of the Talisman Scroll allows Meng Xingyuan to master impossible power. It is extremely easy to use and does not even require consuming his own spiritual power or physical strength.
However, at the moment of control, Meng Xingyuan almost passed out due to exhaustion of soul power.
The consumption of soul power to control this kind of power is really terrifying.
He is like a child who wants to swing a mallet, but the mallet is too big, and his arms are too small. He wants to swing it, but he can't swing it at all. Instead, he now slightly lifts this invincible mallet, and only needs his hand to swing it.
If he doesn't have the strength to put it down, the falling mallet will crush him immediately!
Fortunately, Meng Xingyuan reacted quickly enough, and a [Concentration Talisman] instantly turned into pure soul power to help him hold on, preventing the energy of [Fire Refining Galaxy] from getting out of control and then collapsing.
"This consumption of soul power is so terrifying." Meng Xingyuan broke into a cold sweat in his heart.
Because he discovered that even with the [Condensation Talisman] as support, it only extended his control over the [Fire Refining Galaxy] by ten breaths.
After ten breaths, if there is no strong soul power to support it, it will still collapse!
This means that the use of [Fire Refining Galaxy] must be accompanied by the [Shendong Talisman] that can condense spiritual power.
One [Fire Refining Galaxy] costs half a million killing points. The [Condensing Soul Talisman] is also not cheap, costing 20,000 per piece.
Compared with the [Fire Refining Galaxy] costing 500,000 yuan, the [Concentration Talisman] can only be considered a small amount of money.
Just ten breaths later, it would cost 20,000 kill points. At this speed, it was simply burning money.
Ten breaths of 20,000 yuan, one minute is 120,000 yuan!
If he controls the power of [Fire Refining Galaxy] and fights for half an hour, that will consume 720,000 killing points!
Compared to the value of [Fire Refining Galaxy] itself, it is even more terrifying!
Even if he had hundreds of millions of killing points, Meng Xingyuan would never be able to afford it!
You know, the power of [Fire Refining Galaxy] is so huge that it cannot be consumed in half an hour!
In other words, the cost for him to activate this holy power is huge, ranging from a million to tens of millions!
This is simply perverted!
"Ah! Damn it!" Thinking of this, Meng Xingyuan broke into a cold sweat.
If we calculate it carefully, maybe his hundreds of millions of killing points are only enough to sustain him for one battle.
"Damn it, how could this happen?!" Thinking of this, he was really sweating, but at this moment, it was too late to say anything. If he gave up now, he would not only be unable to do anything to these people on the field, but also the five hundred thousand [
[Fire Refining Galaxy] will all be in vain!
"Kill, keep killing. Only constant killing can maintain my control over the power of [Fire Refining Galaxy]. As expected, there will never be enough killing points!"
His eyes were red, and he glanced at the sky, where a large number of warships had not yet had time to evacuate.
With a thought, a storm of rolling flames suddenly roared towards the sky and swept away.
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a Nine-Star Great Spiritual Master and gaining 1,360 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing an Eight-Star Great Spiritual Master and gaining 1,320 killing points!"
"Ding! Congratulations, master, for killing a member of the One Star Spirit Sect and gaining 2,000 killing points..."
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This time, there is no escape.
Because this is the power of the Saint. Under this power, let alone a few war ships, no matter how powerful the Lord is, he will die!
The soldiers on the big ship couldn't escape now. Together with the remaining nine war ships, the soldiers of the God Yi Legion were directly reduced to ashes in the fire wind, and were completely annihilated. They didn't even say a word before they died.
He didn't even have time to say his last words, he died cleanly, not even a scum was left behind.
If that Yishi was still alive, he would probably go crazy if he saw all this!
The losses suffered by the Yi family this time are really too great. Monks at the Lingzong level are not Chinese cabbage, and the soldiers of the Yi God Legion who meet the selection requirements of the Yi God Legion and can join the legion are also not Chinese cabbage.
These two types of people, no matter which one they are, are the absolute elite of the Yi family. At this moment, they are like locusts and ants, being burned in large areas by fire, being burned to death under the holy fire, and they die so quickly.
That's a lot. I'm afraid the current head of the Yi family would be heartbroken if he saw this scene.
The ten warships, together with the fallen warriors of the Yi army on them, can be said to have cut off a large piece of flesh from the Yi family, and the pain can drive this golden family crazy!
"No!! Sir, spare my life, spare my life!"
Zi Ning's beautiful face turned pale. There was an indescribable look of panic on her heroic face at this moment.
The fall of Yishi and the demise of the war ship overhead may seem slow, but in fact it only takes a moment.
And it was in this moment that she realized what it meant to be "one step to heaven, one step to hell!"
Her face was pale and her body was trembling.
A moment ago, she was pointing at Meng Xingyuan condescendingly like a winner, trying to interrogate the secrets of the demon clan from his mouth.
However, now, she had a look of fear on her face, as fragile as a chicken waiting to be slaughtered, calling her "Sir" and crying in front of Meng Xingyuan, like a wild dog wagging its tail pitifully, begging for mercy, hoping to escape with her life.
Life and death are just a matter of seconds. Facing death, this proud Valkyrie cannot remain calm at this moment.
The pride of being the leader of the Dragon Guard completely collapsed. The golden dragon armor on her body did not give her the slightest sense of security.
Even Yi Shi, who was more than half as powerful as her, died in such a humble manner, which made Zi Ning instantly despair.
Struggle? What’s the use of struggling!
At this moment, Duan Qianqiu appeared.
"Lord, help me!" Zi Ning's beautiful eyes flashed with the desire for life.
However, the next moment, the fire wind blew, and Duan Qianqiu was surrounded by eight dragons, flying over with infinite majesty, but he could only watch his men die in despair!