The prophet's face looked extremely ugly when he listened to the words of the silhouette.

It's obvious!

The silhouette talked about the pain deep in the prophet's heart.

"The account between Xihe and I will always be clear!"

Chang Xi said, "But now, you must destroy!"

"Destruction? Hahahaha!"

Feng Jian laughed and said, "Mr. Chang Xi, do you think you were back then? You are just a period of self-awareness now. Compared to me, you are nothing!"

While speaking, Wu Yan raised his hand and pointed at the prophet from afar, and a golden energy shot towards the prophet like an arrow leaving the string.

The prophet wanted to dodge the crutches in his hand in the void.

However…… ??

Something unexpected happened!

The prophet was unable to avoid this attack!

on the spot!

The prophet's chest was pierced, and the man fell downwards.

At the critical moment, Cui Lin took action.

The girl turned into a small boat and activated the agility module loaded on her body in the air. So with the help of the few remaining suspended objects, Cui Lin flew hundreds of meters away and caught the heavily damaged prophet.

"Catch it!"

Seeing this scene, Murphy did not dare to neglect and immediately threw out the rope she carried with him and pulled Cui Lin.

At the same time, Lao K fired again, and the bullets attacked Wu Jian, intending to give Wu Jian enough trauma.

However!

pity……

When the bullet hit the sling again, the effect was not exerted at all.

The bullet with high hopes hit Wu Jian, but failed to cause any useful damage.

"Why are you idiots still standing there? The critical moment of life and death is coming!" Lao K shouted to the other people who were in a daze.

Hearing Lao K's shout, everyone woke up and quickly took out their various weapons and attacked the slug floating in the air.

Despair is a good thing that can make people work together.

All kinds of guns and ammunition hit the body of the slut, and everyone wanted to spit out the guy to death.

However, this is of no use.

The sac is so powerful that it is beyond everyone's imagination!

At this time, the sure-win situation of Shin-Yan did not intend to let everyone go.

The blonde man slowly landed on the Tower of Heaven as if he was the Nine Heavens Demon God.

"Today, you all have to explain here." Yan Yan said coldly.

"Run quickly! If you can run, you will count on one! I'll cover you..." Lao K shouted and jumped off the Tower of Heaven first.

Hearing Lao K's words, everyone scattered like birds and beasts.

but!

No one, including Song Zang, can escape.

Standing on the Tower of Heaven, a closed barrier appeared invisibly around.

This barrier is very thick and everyone can't break through it even if they try their best.

"It's useless... He can break down all the data on this map for his own use, and we can't do anything to it!"

The prophet recovered at this time and couldn't help but sigh, "I didn't expect you to have evolved to this point over the years. It's really incredible."

"Hehehehe!" Feng Jian smiled and said, "Mr. Chang Xi's eyes are indeed like a torch, and he instantly saw through the essence of the problem... That's right, I am the god of this world now!"

"You are too arrogant!"

The prophet snorted coldly, "If I were in my heyday, how could I allow you to be rampant..."

"A hero doesn't mention the courage of the past. Now you are just a piece of broken data. When I get rid of the garbage, I will arrest you and send it to Lord Xihe, and let Lord Xihe deal with you!" After saying this, Van was about to attack others immediately.

I saw dozens of golden lights suddenly shot out from the body of Wu Yi. These golden lights were like golden ropes, tied up everyone around, making people unable to escape.

Song Zon also tied up his ties. He tried his best to do anything about this golden rope.

However, it would be fine if this weird golden rope was just a bundling!

There are actually barbs on this rope!

The terrifying thorn pierced into the body and began to suck the energy in the human body frantically.

Although the metaverse is a virtual world, the individual existence also needs energy to support it.

The current situation is that you plan to kill everyone at once.

...

Although the purpose of the trip of Lihuan was to capture the culprit of killing the zombies in the prehistoric world, the current situation is that Lihuan has a better goal, so I simply stopped asking about these things and simply killed them all at once.

After having this idea, Shin-chan started his own killing without any hesitation.

With the increasing strength of the golden light, the body of the silhouette became more and more majestic.

Seeing that the situation was uncontrollable, the prophet forced a loud shout of "Cannotation!"

The power of Yan Shuo Fa Sui was extremely powerful, and instantly, the silhouette suffered indescribable damage.

However, this damage can't kill the selves, after all, the prophet is too weak.

"Mr. Chang Xi, it is undeniable that your understanding of the virtual world is unique, but what's the use of in the face of absolute power?

What about? You were deprived of the power of dominance by Lord Xihe back then, and you are not as good as me here."

While speaking, the golden insects thrown by the silhouette were almost eating up all the believers under the Tower of Heaven, and the people who were bound by it themselves also showed a shriveled state.

Lao K, Murphy, Cui Lin and others, without exception, are struggling dyingly on the line of life and death.

Song Zhuang felt that his breathing began to become rapid and difficult.

The golden rope was like an invisible hand that tightly pinched his throat, making him feel fear and despair.

Song Zhuang's fingers tightly grasped the golden rope tied on his body, trying to get more air in this way.

The chest was undulating violently, and every breath seemed to be fighting against death.

Song Jung's throat made a hoarse sound, like a trapped beast roaring in despair.

The cold sweat on his forehead slid down drop by drop, moistening his eyebrows and cheeks.

Then...the tongue sticks out and licks the dry lips weakly.

Song Zon felt his vision begin to blur, and the world around him seemed to be covered by a layer of mist.

I'm afraid I'm dead.

My body began to tremble involuntarily, as if it was being electrocuted, and my urine and defecation were suspected to be incontinent... until I lost consciousness.

...

The dust settled, and almost all the lives around him reached a state of impending death, except for the silhouette and the prophet.

"It's much more pure now." Wu Yan said slowly. "We have some time to talk."

However, at this moment, a man who should have died suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the silhouette.

Being stared at such a pair of emotionally unrestrained eyes, the blonde hair instantly exploded.

For some reason, the silhouette actually felt like death is coming.

"you……"

Wu Zi felt fear and even spoke a little unsightly.

The man just stared at the silhouette and said coldly in a strange and calm voice, "The clown dares to shout."

"What did you say?"

The silhouette was surprised.

"You said something right just now. In the face of absolute strength, any understanding is futile."

After the man said this, he then casually stroked and pulled the golden rope that could not be broken immediately broke with destruction.

Then, the man walked towards the silhouette.

Every time a man takes a step forward, he will take a step back involuntarily.

"You, you... don't come over!"
To be continued...