Chapter 445: Done 1

"A trivial calculation?" Tongtian trembled, and countless golden light spots spread out from his body, quickly regrouping into a circle of light behind him.
The bright golden round light shattered all the spider silk around in an instant.
Although this spider silk was transformed by Wang Yiyang with the help of the phantom spider mother, it was not as powerful as the true saint's holy position in nature.
Dissipated in an instant.
In the way of heaven, although the saints control the rules, they also have different priorities.
Just like between different rules, there are also strong and weak points.
Under different circumstances, the rules will react differently.
The so-called rules are a kind of restriction on material energy and everything.
Since it is a constraint, there will naturally be strengths and weaknesses.
The rule of the holy position of Tongtian is obviously stronger than that of Wang Yiyang's half-hanging spider silk.
So these spider silks only played a role in delaying him for a moment.
But even this moment is enough.
Before Tongtian broke free, the two saints shot at the same time.
The blood sea turned into a long sword and swept across.
The golden hammer hovered around the golden light, with an indestructible weight, crashing down.
Bang! !
At the same time, the long sword golden hammer hit the thin invisible barrier in front of Tongtian.
In an instant, the entire surrounding millions of miles of space, the internal laws quickly became chaotic.
Countless rules change rapidly.
If there are scientific instruments to detect, you can find that in this space at this time, a large number of physical parameters are like a roller coaster, soaring and then falling sharply, and they are no longer quantitative.
On the surface, the three of them simply played close hands. Long sword, golden hammer, constantly swinging.
Tongtian reacted, and also squeezed the sword art in his hand, with four fairy swords on his back soaring into the sky, turning into streamers, surrounding him, and fighting the two saints.
It seems that there are no large-scale vast fluctuations, and no gorgeous scene special effects.
But if anyone suddenly broke into the millions of miles around the battle, they would feel that all the laws in this space are changing wildly.
Under this circumstance, any creature that enters here can't even last half a second before it will naturally collapse and disappear.
Because creatures themselves are things that can only exist with a high degree of order, once there is no order, creatures will instantly lose the basis of existence.
Blood vessels, muscles, bones, internal organs, brain, all organs, all follow a fixed order and flow in operation.
Only the detached existence of the saint can escape from this bondage. Unconstrained.
According to Hong Huang's words, all around this space is the land where all the earth, water, wind and fire reenter the chaos.
The fight between the three saints did not delay Wang Yiyang's actions.
With a smile, he looked straight in the direction of the large star field sheltered by Jijiao.
A handful of pale white Guzheng, out of thin air, the magic energy gathered beside him.
The dense devilish guzheng hovered around him, guarding him like a soldier.
Wang Yiyang ignored the disciples and congregants who were fleeing in crazily fear after being flooded by the gray dust.
With a decisive squeeze in his hand, his body flickered quickly, and he flew towards the cross-border formation of the teachings.
After dozens of consecutive space jumps. He quickly arrived at the largest remaining cross-border teleportation formation.
"Quick, quick!" A large group of disciples of the interception teaching were frantically arranging people to enter the formation, and then quickly started the transmission.
This formation is located on the surface of a space city between several planets.
There was a steady stream of precious light escape light coming down quickly, and at every moment, tens of thousands of people would teleport away.
Wang Yiyang floated in the sky, looking down, his unabashed figure was soon discovered by the monks below.
One after another, the perception and spiritual power of the nature of exploration flew up.
Wang Yiyang did not hide and evade, allowing them to investigate.
He stretched out his right hand, feelings surge out.
The perception of the stellar layer, with the help of the black mist, has successfully crossed the limit and entered the judgment level.
The limit of human beings is the stellar layer, which is the undisputed ceiling.
But now, his body is no longer human.
It's the perfect creature on the fourth floor of the Tower of Perfection.
Therefore, the curse of the stellar layer is no longer the limit for him.
Therefore, Wang Yiyang's perception had already easily broken through the trial level.
Judgment-level perception matched the semi-holy physical signs of the phantom spider mother.
What is brought is a shrunken version of the saint.
The current Wang Yiyang, that is, the coverage area of ​​his shots is not as good as that of the holy place, really compared.
He is regarded as a half-sage as the saying goes, only one step away can prove the existence of Dao.
There are many such existences in the prehistoric times, such as the Tathagata, Kunpeng, Ancestral Dragon, Phoenix Ancestor, and even... the demon emperor Shun Taiichi with the help of magic weapons.
With his level at this time, it is already very simple to deal with such small scenes.
"Teaching and rebelling against cause and effect, the way of heaven cannot be tolerated, I will do it for you." Wang Yiyang smiled, facing down, and suddenly opened his mouth.
In an instant, countless gray spider silks rushed out of his mouth.
The spider silk was only the size of a fist at first, but quickly, as the flight continued to disperse and split, all spider silk expanded rapidly. Thin silk thread divided into individual roots.
And each silk thread seemed to have absorbed something during the flight, and it began to rapidly expand and grow, and soon formed a new bunch of spider silk, and then continued to split.
The spider silk in Wang Yiyang's mouth was only a little bit big at first, but then it grew more and more thick.
In a blink of an eye, it was as if the entire transmission pile was completely gray.
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Spider silk instantly penetrated a sword monk wearing green clothes. While penetrating, directly drag their souls into the prison of thought.
"kill him!!"
"Fight against it!"
"Go and inform the saint!"
A stream of magical weapons and magical powers gleamed like raindrops, rushing towards Wang Yiyang above.
But to no avail, all attacks that did not reach the level of touching the rules were like flowers in the mirror, only passing through Wang Yiyang.
He couldn't touch his semi-sacred body at all.
Countless gray spider silks are like fountains, and each silk thread will take away a monk.
In just over half a minute, there were no living people around this formation.
All soul primordial spirits were forcibly dragged into Wang Yiyang's thinking prison and turned into his psychic nourishment.
If it were the original him, perhaps he would be intolerable at this time.
But Wang Yiyang now feels numb and boring. In addition to being a little boring when doing it, no matter how many killings, it is difficult to make him feel emotional.
"Theoretically, the trial level is the limit that weapons can reach in terms of pure destructive power.
The limit of technology, now it seems, can only be the use of low-level rules, the use of foreign objects, a little bit of combination into a delicate structure, and then finally leveraging more advanced rules. To achieve the goal. "
"In terms of the fundamental struggle, this method is not the enemy of the sage. You only need to change the basic rules a bit. The so-called technology is like a sand castle on the beach.
Wang Yiyang understood clearly in his heart.
The saints are part of the way of heaven. No matter how powerful the technology is, to them, it is just a castle in the air, vulnerable to a blow.
Knowing this, he suddenly felt a little disheartened.
Closing his mouth, stopping to spit out the spider silk, Wang Yiyang reached out and tapped on the spider silk he squirted.
Suddenly, a black light flashed across all the spider silks.
Countless spider silks, at this moment, quickly formed a huge and terrifying spider web.
The diameter of this spider web has even reached dozens of light years, and part of its structure is looming, and it is obvious that it is maintaining the structure through some continuous space jump.
Wang Yiyang looked calm, looked at the endless cobwebs around him, stretched out his hand and swiped it gently.
Hum! ! !
The continuous ups and downs of voices came out quickly.
The sound went from small to loud, from weak to strong, and quickly changed from invisible to tangible, gradually forming a circle of spherical gray light spreading around.
The spherical gray light spreads and strengthens rapidly along the turbulent spider silk.
The sound was continuously strengthened by the vibration of the spider silk, and when it reached the outermost periphery of the spider silk, it had turned into a terrifying gray light ball with a diameter of tens of light years.
Wang Yiyang is in the middle of the ball of light.
"Blast!" He flicked his finger.
In an instant, the gray ball of light shattered silently.
Dense gray ripples spread out from its body.
Where the ripples pass, all living things are extinct and disintegrated.
Whether it is the star nobles who are fleeing in the spaceship, the monks who cut the magic weapon body, or the various space city space stations with the magic body protection.
All were swallowed at this moment.
Through the spider silk, Wang Yiyang could feel that there are many fish that slipped through the net in the surrounding Star Territory.
He moved every thought, like a gray spider with a giant web, constantly drawing the remaining cultists and monks into the gray ball of light.
Every time he moves, he will bring out a large shock.
The ripples brought by the shock will further swallow countless cultivators and bring him massive amounts of psychic energy.
The psychic energy once again turned into the original force in the physique, and then turned into the magic energy, making up for it into Wang Yiyang's body.
In this way, life is endless, never ending.
After a while, the entire Jiejiao sheltered star field was already gray, completely covered by a sea of ​​dust.
Wang Yiyang dispersed the surrounding spider silk and restored its original form.
Among the eight eyes behind him, one has completely lost its trace.
That was when Tongtian was just conspired to use Sleeping Eye once, and Tongtian fell into a disadvantage at first.
At the same time, he had a certain estimate of the power of these eight sleeping eyes.
"Each eye can simply borrow its power, or it can be used completely. Simply borrowing its power can increase all my attack defenses.
And thorough use is a one-time, a real saint blow. "
Wang Yiyang understood in his heart.
At this time, the three saints had already decided the winner.
The Heavenly Sage was one-on-two. He was slightly injured. Seeing that the scene was completely extinct, his face was cold and he didn't say a word, so he turned and left.
He missed the opportunity and couldn't deploy the Immortal Sword Formation at the beginning, so that he could only rely on his own cultivation base to carry the two great Heavenly Demon Sect Supreme Saints siege.
As a result, he lost the wind and suffered minor injuries.
From a distance, Wang Yiyang glanced at Wang Yiyang from a distance, turned into a blue light, and disappeared instantly.
Wang Yiyang's complexion was flat, without saying a word, he also turned and disappeared into black light.
The next game should be interpretation.