Chapter 1600: 7 Great Battles Three Hundred and Forty-Five "Planning" Wars (5)

Despite being restricted by a large amount of abilities, the ultimate power of the two slashed and killed, and each knife cut through the super speed of light fiercely and ruthlessly. The lethality was so strong that the two bodies would be killed by one blow.
The blade roared and raged. Light is as fast as shadow. The world was cut apart and almost chaotic.
The youngest person and the oldest unknown life, the eyes of the two are full of aggressive desire, but the former is the youngest kind of ferocity, containing too many advantages; the latter is a kind of extreme oldness and sorrow of forcibly cheering up , Desolation, and the final indifference, which makes it difficult to exert actual stronger power.
Believe that his image is very fast and fierce, and the image of the golden sun in He Ming's eyes is above the standard of old and infinitely fierce, and even in his own spiritual world, he cannot feel the deep heart of the golden sun. .
In the spiritual world, there must be some very obvious feelings like his power, or all kinds of feelings like a spiritual enlightenment, like the inspiration of electric light flint passing through the thoughts, and suddenly I know what to do Up.
But the consciousness of the Golden Sun is silent, ancient, and undetectable.
With only a cold smile, He Ming immediately swung the two golden scimitars more fiercely, trying to anger each other with the most fierce and defensive posture in the calmest state of mind.
This state is understandable, an old saying: an old guy. Need respect and no fear.
He doesn't mind the protracted battle at all, even though he has a big flaw: if he can't drag the golden sun into the unreal world deep enough before the comprehensive energy consumption of a large number of ultimate powers, he will really be finished.
However, in this way, the fate is reversed and the charm of not knowing what will happen in the next moment is fully displayed, not to mention that with his incredible luck, He Ming is even more looking forward to it.
Although he is extremely afraid of death. But at this time, instead, there is a kind of bliss like a super gambler, gamble everything up, and then look at the result named "destiny".
He was really scared and hated about this.
But hypocritical arrogant guy. There is only such a moment of passion in life.
Those moments of mating passion? Oh, it's just a low-level mating.
...
Wear a sky blue breastplate military uniform;
There are ten buttons made of pure gold that glow magically.
Expensive deerskin shoes as light as diamonds.
Tall and majestic black bearskin hat.
A majestic and magical horse, horse eyes are like magical nightmares, crimson like the blood of the deepest strong, flashing, and electric flint show incredible magic horse mind.
A saber that is sharp and perfect as a work of art. Like the first light, but with the most passionate murderous aura.
This is the elite of Napoleon's army. Guards.
This very small number of corps came assault. These cavalrymen are exactly like the exaggerated descriptions of the "gods" on the earth-yes, after all, it is really necessary to calculate, there are incredible huge cavalry in the real world, so it seems It is the size of a galaxy.
I believe that there can only be a space where the universe can provide a full charge and a group of charge.
At the same time, I believe that power must be desperate.
At least the Russians.
In the Guards, Napoleon descended like a god. Riding a handsome BMW, dressing up as an emperor, holding a scepter, his eyes contain the emperor's awareness of facing fate, and his careless eyes that challenge fate.
It didn't take long before the weather became extremely cold, and the world was ruled by snow and ice. A battle involving at least a few hundred thousand troops and determining the fate of the two continents was fought in an ancient and huge city.
But the hordes of silent French troops cast their silent gazes like gods on a high ground below the city, a high ground that passed the city gate.
There are...
Like these "gods"-like guards, He Ming's eyes are magical and bottomless, like the cold light of the ultimate devil, and golden machetes form a tornado of gold. The voice resounded like an extremely mocking voice from heaven and earth:
"Hahahaha, this is the battle for Napoleon in our world to conquer the city of Moscow in Russia. Have you seen such a great army? Just like you old guy, exactly the same, and then we will have the most cruel defeat. This It is the truth of the world. It is impossible for a low-level monkey like us to fight against nature. And you? The same! Old guys can't challenge young people. You are old. Tired, you should retire!"
He Ming spoke crazy like a demon, but just finished saying all the words, but he couldn't hold on. The golden sun slashed the key to cut He Ming's head from the extremely thick neck.
The environment of blood flowing into a river suddenly appeared again, but when the amount of blood equal to one million humans was splashed at the same time, He Ming's head still flying in the air still showed a mocking smile, and he could continue to say: "you're old……"
"old man!"
A tall shadow that was immediately reborn and resurrected, magical, tough, fierce, cold-blooded, from a French soldier who was hit by a bullet on the forehead and died immediately. However, due to the extreme cold weather, he stood and did not fall-just from this soldier's Behind the dead body, He Ming jumped out, followed the last sentence, and cut out a thunderous knife that would hit the golden sun's waist, immediately creating an incredibly large wound, tightly leaving a layer of skin on his belly to maintain The body shape of the whole person.
The golden sun also has a thoughtful expression, an expression of an extremely ancient intelligent life completely incompatible with this world and the low-level world, looking down at the wound, without letting go of any details, until He Ming is faster than the light. In the speed, behead a knife, cut its head away.
Just as the golden sun does not give him time, he will not give him time.
Therefore, only he can see the human body cut open by the golden sun, and his corpse when the golden sun comes up, either in an environment where blood flows into a river, or is covered in heavy snow covered by frost.
Because there is no doubt that the human body with the golden sun cut is definitely not equivalent to humans, but the basic human characteristics such as He Ming that the ultimate power still retains, such as some gastrointestinal organs, etc., will flow out of these organs due to body pressure .
The physical characteristics of the Golden Sun cannot be related to flesh and blood. According to the physical characteristics of an ultimate power, He Ming constructed the other's vital body, otherwise, if a human being found out that he died, it would be nothing but a layer of flesh and blood without bones. Without blood, without organs, I believe I will understand that it is not in reality.
Any attempt to provoke this kind of "thinking" consciousness and related flaws in raising the level of sobriety must not appear.
After all, this is the world he built, and he must be responsible for it, and there can be no mistakes.
"Hahaha. Here again! Come on~ Come on, the never-ending battle, this uncle will stay with you forever, because you will die because you are old and forget. You will not be able to distinguish between reality and illusion ."
The image of the golden sun, dressed in white. Holding a golden scimitar, he moved quickly from the snow in the sky.
He Ming didn't let go of any good opportunities that could be mocked, but the Golden Sun was still expressionless, and when he reached the attackable range, he immediately cut out an extremely fast and fierce attack, so he returned to the similar battle situation before. But there is no doubt that both parties have enough sober abilities to plant enough foreshadowing and observe enough flaws.
Or before everything gets worse, end it all and return to reality.
Fighting for a lot of time, ruling the god-like cavalry, god-like warrior, and Napoleon like the lord, sadly left Moscow, embarking on the irreversible end of his fate... It is the Russians' turn to revel. And the siege of Napoleon's army across Europe.
The scene was still full of wind and snow, the golden sun thoughtfully, seeing the sun not coming out, it began to understand that this extremely young enemy with the same solar power. He won't give him a chance to see the sun. There is no sun in his world, otherwise he believes that he can use the sun to gain a certain advantage.
Because it wasted extremely precious time with He Ming, it began to take the initiative to react.
"It takes 356 seconds. Fuck, it only takes 398 seconds!"
At this moment, the environment on the scene has not changed, but in He Ming's eyes, there are very important "clues" at any time.
For example, the shape of a snowflake in his eyes is passing by in the wind and snow, and the snowflake will definitely pass by. If it is a certain shape, it corresponds to a certain number in the clue, and a certain number represents important information in reality.
In this way, He Ming can keep abreast of the situation.
It’s just that he didn’t expect that after fighting here for at least five days, the two died tens of thousands of times a day, which is almost meaningless data, but in reality, it’s only half a minute. In the real world, a lot of time.
Not only that, if you fall into a deeper world, time is even more meaningless.
The frightening thing is that he will have a big trouble when he falls into a deeper but unrealistic world where real time is extremely slow: the consumption of related energy will become even more alarming.
The snowflakes representing information suddenly melted in the eyes and turned into a burst of water vapor, but the water vapor even disappeared without a trace.
The heavy snowfall stopped, only to see a great fire from the sky, and Napoleon cursed the heavy snowfall in a blink of an eye into a crazy fire of judgment belonging to the true God.
The pillar of fire pierced the sky and landed directly on the ground. The entire city to Napoleon's defeated army was panicked.
One by one is extremely bright and difficult to look directly at. A fireball like a small sun plunges into the world-of course, according to the real shape to compare, I believe it must be huge to infinite.
"Have you finally taken the shot? Old guy." He Ming attacked and mocked, "This time I'm more careful, and I won't destroy the world at once."
The Golden Sun didn't say a word, and tried his best to use his spiritual power to carefully test He Ming's unreal world.
This is dangerous behavior, because if you can't forcefully and quickly crack the unreal world using mental abilities, it is better to stick to yourself.
The mental powers of the same level will combine and influence each other.
At that time, it will not be very dangerous for young and knowledgeable life, but for old life, especially for this kind of golden sun, which has almost forgotten everything in the past, including precious knowledge and experience, the past is just ordinary. Something, it will definitely fail on it and bury it in future troubles.
It is equivalent to having no experience, delusional to enter other people's dreams, and accidentally fall asleep. Sleeping in a dream, changing to other environments, other worlds, it doesn't matter at all, but here. In such an environment, it only takes more than a minute. This cunning puppy will always escape the fascinating speed achievement of creating a multiverse.
More and more fires burned the world down, and He Ming fell into the environment of the flame asura scene. But not forgetting to kill, so does the Golden Sun. Therefore, every minute there is a person who rebirths from the flame and slays the opponent fiercely. The flame and death have never been so fast and cruel.
The fire gradually burned the world, and gradually extinguished, and then later. In the eternal darkness, but the darkness passed quickly, and the beautiful breath of life filled the world from the first wind to immediately omnipresent.
The new world is a flawless bamboo forest, with the fragrance of birds and flowers, the sun is dappled, the bamboo forest rises and falls like a sea, and a lot of fallen leaves are constantly falling. This is the best autumn. The grass and flowers on the ground have never been so tender in autumn.
He Ming has changed into the hanging silk costume which is of great significance in his life. Even wearing flip-flops, holding two golden scimitars on his shoulders, he said with a cynical attitude: "Old guy, this is a young life you don't have. Look, this kind of youthful taste-wow, Are you angry? I appreciate it, but I still want to tell you that it is the taste of youth, you no longer have the taste of gratitude."
His fierce face was obviously beginning to be affected. And exposed his bad nature.
Hypocritical and arrogant. Completely rude.
The experience of the Golden Sun as a first-time practitioner has been exposed. He Ming's originally planned world program immediately made a breakthrough in this area and used various methods.
Turn the world into a young and beautiful bamboo forest, with birds and flowers. The beauty of life and the breath of life can be seen everywhere.
As a result, the Golden Sun began to gritted its teeth and attacked frantically, and it began to feel restless.
He Ming was quite excited and still very calm...Although he didn't know the other party's true state, it was different from reality and completely different. Before reaching his victory goal, he didn't win at all.
This is a truly comprehensive "conspiracy" war.
It's the battle for talent, mind, and all non-physical forces.
It's still the first step, above the mind war, just an appetizer.
The Golden Sun obviously lost his anger step by step, and he was about to endure the opponent's crazy mental power attack.
Soon, the beautiful environment was almost destroyed, and a black wind blew fiercely, pulling up countless bamboo forests and land.
At the same time, it has a magical charm, but it is unfathomable and incalculable that the deep black water pours over the entire world, destroying the world.
The battle in the bamboo forest immediately turned into the battle in the vast ocean, but the next moment, there is an indescribable super giant, just like from the dark world that the multiverse can least detect and understand, it stretches out a huge number of patinas The rusty arm smashed the earth, and He Ming and the golden sun were thrown into and built on two battlefields like starry sky floating plates and earth fragments.
In any case, the golden sun will not let He Ming "rest" for more than ten seconds. Otherwise, it is difficult to judge how long he has been away, or he is not his real person. You can contend with yourself but it is only a temporary real power.
"Wow, have you used your power? It's a pity that your deep water, your dark giant, is almost too old, old fellow."
He Ming jumped extremely swiftly, observing the limited but still complete clues, distinguishing what the golden sun did and what state it was in. As the world became more and more sinking, He Ming decided not to wait for time to pass, but to allow himself enough time.
The golden sun was expressionless. It was changed into a gorgeous and deep dark costume. It had a very huge black gold cloak that could cover the Milky Way in the same proportion in reality. But the weapon is still two golden scimitars.
It jumped into He Ming's world and slaughtered He Ming severely. The two golden scimitars began to flow with an indescribable dark charm of culling fate.
He Ming threw away the golden scimitar in his left hand and allowed it to immediately fall into the chaotic gust of wind-anyway, there are as many weapons as you want.
His left hand flashed with beautiful green energy-he started to use his mental power with his left hand, step by step, in accordance with the supreme wisdom that he used for the first time.
A flame giant suddenly fell from the sky and smashed on the dark soldier. Two huge and boundless things immediately fought, and soon became a giant group of fire rain and darkness, regardless of each other's energy.
This energy group is so huge that it has the strange aesthetics that the universe was born.
Fire and rain poured into this world, competing with the dark and deep water storm.
The world is full of torrential rain and a firestorm, forming a bizarre and bizarre contrasting scenery.
With the use of various powers, the world entered deeper and deeper. The youngest ultimate monkey and the oldest unknown supreme being became stranger and stranger to each other.
In He Ming’s strange smile and still fiercely beheading, the golden sun’s eyes suddenly issued a strange light that silenced the world~EbookFREE.me~ It launched the strongest blow and said: "You think, those ultimate Did the power go into your body for nothing? You were wrong, it was my purpose to burn your soul! Because I knew that your soul is very powerful, and I can’t break your soul in a short time. So I control many things. Strength, deliberate sacrifice to achieve you, is actually to burn your soul, so that when your soul burns to death, I will capture the power of your destiny, the fire of original destiny."
In a state of stillness, the Golden Sun said with an old smile: "Haha! So... from beginning to end, including the power of the first stupid cosmic tourist in Silver Surf, just to give you a sweetness. Now. , The time has come, let’s start the last step! Burn it and make me great, my new life, my immortality. Hahahaha!"
There were only these words in the silent and stopped world, and after these words were finished, He Ming's body suddenly burned, and burned unstoppably from the inside to the outside, starting from the essence of life.
As a solar power, he has never felt so "hot".
He Ming "shocked" and said: "No! You can't do this! Please!" (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly pass. Support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please go to m to read.)