The atmosphere suddenly became quiet, and only Ding Meng and Gong Ping were left in the command hall, confronting each other across the distance.
The two of them stood quietly, staring at each other like a radar scan on a starship. As long as their opponent was distracted in the slightest, they would be caught immediately.
Suddenly, a new light curtain rose up on the main console, and the system sounded: "Warning, warning, please pay attention to all members, please pay attention to all members, this site has entered automatic destruction mode, the estimated time is 30 minutes and 30 seconds, please all
The unit is evacuating urgently, please all units evacuate urgently, repeat, repeat, please pay attention to all members..."
Ding Meng secretly cursed himself for being careless. Gong Ping pressed a button on a console carelessly before, which must have activated the self-destruct mode. He had long planned to kill Wen Yang here and then escape by boat, destroying all evidence.
net.
Sure enough, Gong Ping sneered: "There is still the last Songqing spaceship on the tarmac square, but between you and me, only one of us is destined to leave."
At this time, the red light in the hall flashed wildly, and the alarm had been triggered.
But when the red light suddenly lit up, Gong Ping's eyelids blinked slightly, and taking advantage of this opportunity, Ding Meng took action!
Under the red light, the Ding-style hand knife was like a twisted red light, striking directly at Gong Ping's head like lightning.
"Bang————"
The two huge forces collided, and the air was immediately distorted and then exploded. Ding Meng and Gong Ping were each shaken back.
When he stood still, Ding Meng was slightly surprised. Not only was his hand knife blocked by the opponent, but he also felt that this person was very similar to himself. It was the kind of toughness that was tempered throughout his body and made him invulnerable to fire and water, and invulnerable to bullets.
Gong Ping's expression also changed: "Good boy, looking at the federal empire, there are really not many people who can fight with me. You are quite ruthless."
He suddenly waved his hands in front of his chest a few times, which felt like Tai Chi Xingyi and other palm techniques. Then he pushed hard, and a ball of gray energy body in the shape of a probe flew over like a cannonball.
Ding Meng's expression was stern. He had sensed this terrifying energy fluctuation, which was simply indescribable.
It looked like a mirror image like a cannonball, but in Ding Meng's eyes, it was like a stormy wave crashing on a rock, and there was no way to hide.
"call----"
Ding Meng clapped his palms together, and a strong light flashed in his palms. He was determined to use the Diamond Melting Star Technique to hit the opponent head-on.
With a "pop" sound, the sharp tip of the probe penetrated into Ding Meng's palm, and Ding Meng's boot soles directly swayed in a ring of strong wind, and the surrounding consoles and major areas immediately turned into a sea of fire.
But the probe neither exploded nor shattered. Instead, it pushed Ding Meng backwards and slid directly into the main passage.
This ball of energy is the strongest attack that Ding Meng has encountered since he stepped into the source energy field. It not only integrates multiple types of essence sources, but also has kinetic energy type telekinesis attached to it, giving the probe an unstoppable thrust, just like the force of a starship.
Just like the booster, it is basically difficult to intercept it head-on.
Sliding into the main channel, the energy of the probe changed again and was directly converted into ice source energy. Ding Meng's arms received a thin layer of ice at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this time, Gong Ping fell from the sky from behind Ding Meng and struck a palm.
Directly attack Dinmont Tianling Gai.
Ding Meng withdrew his palms, leaned his whole body back, kicked his right foot upward, and struck the opponent's palm with the arch of his foot.
However, the probe flew straight out of the long main passage and flew into the city within the city. You could see that a long street was instantly ignited and various buildings were slowly melting.
“Bang bang bang bang bang bang————”
The two of them also flew out of the main passage. In the blink of an eye, they struck out dozens of blows with their fists in the air, causing the air to crack. With them as the center, a circle of huge colorful source of force winds rotated everywhere they passed.
Any object will be crushed into powder. A battle of this level is destructive. Even if the self-destruct mode is not activated, the entire space station will be destroyed over time.
With a "bang" sound, the two of them exchanged palms in the high air, and flew away in opposite directions with the force of the shock.
Ding Meng landed on the railing on the top floor of the hotel, while Gong Ping landed on a crystal light sign in the building opposite. Both of them looked quite ugly, because only now did they realize that they had underestimated each other before.
This "instructor" was hidden so deeply that he actually saw it wrong. In terms of basic strength alone, Ding Meng dared to say that Gong Ping had a deeper background than Wenyang. This person had gone from the stage of source energy user to the level of God of War.
With at least two hundred years of hard training, if you use conventional martial arts skills and methods, there is no need to even think about hurting him.
Gong Ping also looked at Ding Meng carefully. It was hard for him to believe that this young boy who was less than forty years old actually contained such terrifying strength. In his feeling, this Ding Meng was like a bottomless pit, where no one could reach him.
Knowing where his trump cards and limits are, he is the unfathomable type.
Ding Meng opened his mind vision and saw that Gong Ping's whole body was filled with black energy. Sure enough, the other party had used magic energy.
With a "clang" sound, Ding Meng's wrist guard turned into a thorn of divine light, and his entire arm turned into a white unicorn arm.
Gong Ping suddenly opened his mouth and let out a roar. This was not a human voice at all, it was like the scream of some ancient monster.
In Ding Meng's eyes, Gong Ping really turned into a monster. His head turned into the shape of a dragon's head, and his entire face twisted and transformed, like a devil's mask formed by the gathering of black fog and dark clouds.
If the people who met Widow Sheng Tianfeng before were using Black Dragon Wave, then now Gong Ping's face is an enhanced version of Black Dragon Wave. The terrifying grimace occupies half of the sky, and the dragon head bites it off with a mouth.
Ding Meng waved his palm, and a huge holy light curtain was immediately erected between the sky and the earth. The light thorns seemed to turn into electro-particle laser cannons. Countless divine light thorns were erupted toward the sky, just like the ground facing the sky.
Thousands of arrows were fired together, and the scene was extremely magnificent.
As soon as these light thorns passed through the holy curtain, their power quickly increased, and they immediately changed from the form of light thorns to the form of daggers, and the overwhelming rain of swords swept directly towards the dragon's head.
Under such an offensive, Longtou not only showed no sign of weakening from the attack, but instead opened its big black mouth and sucked the daggers in one after another. It was like eating a big meal.
Ding Meng suddenly realized that Gong Ping's contact was also the new type of magic energy used by No. 1, and your attack was injecting energy into him.
Ding Meng stopped decisively, raised his head and sneered: "You like to absorb so much, then I will let you suck it all at once."
He clasped his palms together, placed them on his waist, paused for a moment, and pushed them upwards with his backhand.
"嗗——————————"
A pure white cylindrical energy stream with a diameter of ten meters was sprayed upward into the sky, which was no less than an orbital bombardment on a starship.
The dragon's head swallowed the ray with a "oh" gulp, but at the same time it was obviously pushed back dozens of meters away. The energy of the divine light is no joke. Even a real orbital bombardment cannot match its purity.
compared to.
As soon as the dragon head swallowed the beam, it looked very excited, just like a hungry wolf pounced on fresh meat, but slowly its expression changed, becoming difficult and painful, because as the origin of Dinmon's diamond form gradually increased, the energy flow continued
The expansion becomes larger, as if the water wheel head is screwed to the limit.
It wants to eat meat, but when it is full, it still forcefully stuffs it into its mouth. This situation is not about enjoying it, but about making you burst.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the dragon's head exploded into a huge black cloud, but it was useless. Countless white stars in the sky scattered and exploded. The black cloud was purified instantly, and those stars scattered
Explosions were happening everywhere on the ground, in the city within the city, and everything that was exploded was flattened.
On the crystal light card, Gong Ping finally recovered his true form. He stumbled and fell downwards due to unsteady steps.
Halfway through the fall, he felt a sharp and menacing aura coming from the street. Ding Meng was already waiting for him on the ground, and the divine light thorn had come out of his wrist and hit his shoulder like a fine thread.
"puff----"
This move hit his shoulder without any accident, directly penetrating his shoulder blade.
When he was knocked away, he also swung his hand downwards, and a black linear weapon came out of his hand.
This is not a clever trick, it is purely a subconscious result of hundreds of years of practical experience.
"bite----"
You can see that the black line hits Ding Meng's forehead and heart. At least Gong Ping believes that the black line penetrates Ding Meng's brain.
It wasn't until he fell to the ground that he discovered to his horror that the black line had no lethality. Ding Meng's forehead was like a copper wall, firmly blocking the black line.
Of course, it was not a real black line, but a sharp and long black nail, surrounded by the energy of the demons.
Ding Meng stretched out two fingers, slowly took off the black nail, and said expressionlessly: "Is this the weapon you used to kill Guan Lin and the doctor?"
Gong Ping's eyes widened. There was a faintly glowing miniature javelin mark on the left side of Ding Meng's face. It was not Ding Meng's head that blocked the black nail, but this mark.
Now the mark separated from the face, soared into the air and turned into a spear of divine light.
Gong Ping didn't have time to think. He held back the severe pain and waved his hands in a circle, slowly wiping them in front of his face. The other person experienced a qualitative change again. His originally long hands were twisted into black ghost hands.
It's just a pair of claws, like the most bizarre, thick and ugly tree roots.
"Look at you, you are no longer human at all, and you still dream of becoming the head of the empire?" Ding Meng said as he threw the divine light spear.
Just like the probe just now, the spear expanded immediately when it was halfway up. The probe just now was like a cannonball, but the spear now is a real missile, as thick as a towering tree.
The flying spear was more like a whirlpool, and all the surrounding buildings were sucked into it, as if even the space was being twisted and swallowed.
Gong Ping's whole body's source energy was operating at its maximum, and both claws flew out simultaneously.
This pair of devil's claws is indeed a magical skill. It did not block or attack at the first time, but waited for the tip of the gun to pass first, and then it grabbed the gun body fiercely, with all kinds of tiny little things growing out of its claws.
The tentacles entangled the divine light spear together.
This scene is like a holy sword descending from the sky and heading straight into the deepest part of the netherworld, vowing to melt and blow up all the evil ways. However, the ghosts in all levels of hell along the way are unwilling to accept the divine judgment and stretch out their claws to try.
