Vol 2 Chapter 521: 42 minutes to destroy the world

The dark clouds drifted away all over, gradually revealing a half-round meniscus, and the weak moonlight was a bit dazzling when the clouds suddenly dispersed.
Like Shuiyuehua flowing down, covered in the void of rain and rain, it seems a little hazy.
An Qi was born in Yuehua and stepped into the air.
His eyes were rippling calmly, and everything in his dreams rose in his mind.
In the big dream of spring and autumn, when he met Lao Yan, he learned a lot, and his mind inevitably fluctuated, reflected in the dream world, but the seal that bound Nasser was flawed.
Get out of it.
But he doesn't care too much. The world can't be as good as he wants. It's impossible to do anything until you have full control.
More things come suddenly.
Huh~
As the air flow blew, An Qisheng's body seemed to have no weight at all, and seemed to have invisible power for him to step on, push it up to the sky, a step of more than a hundred meters, but a few moments before and after.
It has disappeared without a trace in the night.
Seeing Jiao Jieyuehua ascending into the air, layer upon layer, like An Qisheng stepping on the real steps, everyone on the lake was stunned.
fly?
Is this flying?
Flying, since ancient times, countless people have longed for it. In ancient times, there were legends about flying to the moon. In modern times, there are extreme sports such as skydiving and bungee jumping. For humans.
Really embracing the sky seems to be the longing impressed in the bones.
Seeing An Qisheng soaring in front of everyone's eyes, the shock to many people present was beyond reproach, even surpassing the countless thunder.
This is flying.
Fly in reality, not a dream of kingship.
No matter how real dreams are, in the end there is a layer of separation. The same flight, seen in the dream of king power and seen in the real world, has a completely different meaning.
Xue Zheng's hand plucked his beard, and he was a little dazed.
He traced the traces of his predecessors for half his life, but never found a legend with a clear argument, sword fairy, alchemist, fairy, all legends seem to be just legends.
At this moment, he felt faintly that an unprecedented tremendous change will be launched later.
He did not know whether this change would be good or bad for the world, but for his seeker like this, it would be a rare opportunity that would never happen in a lifetime!
"Does the martial arts practice to this degree?"
Su Jie muttered to herself.
I realized that every time I saw this Mr. Ann, my eyes would be wide open, and I would be exposed to things that I would never have imagined on weekdays.
Dream middle school boxing ‘Nantianmen’ is good, so it’s good to fly into the sky at this time.
"Why can Mr. Ann fly?"
"How did this happen?"
The others in Xue's Manor were dull.
Few of them knew that the horrible thundercloud was brought by An Qisheng, only thinking that he had chosen Thunderstorm Day to practice.
Seeing An Qisheng flying at this time, I just felt incredibly incredible.
Many of them had met An Qisheng once. A few years ago, he was only secretly cultivating, without a teacher, and he had no success in fisting.
In just a few years, being the first in the world has shocked them.
What is more than that?
Huh~
It seemed to be more than ten seconds before and after, and everything on the ground was already tiny and almost invisible.
An Qisheng walked above the clouds, feeling the metamorphosis of himself after the initial replacement of the star magnetic field.
A huge and complicated network spreads out in his body, omnipresent, among many organs, there are even more prototypes of gods condensing out.
Especially the internal organs of the five internal organs, which he first condensed, looming, it can be seen that in the organs like the temple of flesh and blood, there is a looming divine light overflowing.
Without ever being able to practice, his body flowers also showed signs of cultivation.
The world is three yuan, and the spirit is the three treasures.
The heaven and earth Taiji, the person's small Taiji, and the three-flower convergence, are no less than the three-dimensional unity of the heaven and earth, to a certain extent, it will be a huge transformation at another level.
Therefore, An Qisheng is very cautious, and the accumulation of power, he has been doing, also do at will, but the wiping of the soul and the carving of the realm, he is very cautious.
Hold the heart of thin ice, and make brave efforts.
This is the case with every movement, one yin and one yang.
...
hate!
hate!
very!
Indescribable hatred rushed in my heart like tide.
Russell was almost crazy, and the torture of thousands of times suddenly broke out, and he could not bear it with his control, only after a violent collision.
The torn dream escaped.
The great eternal species, the descendants of the nightmare Hydra, actually suffered a big loss in the contest of the dream!
This made Russell unbearable.
At the same time, the killing intention is like a frenzy, which can hardly be suppressed.
But as soon as he escaped his dream, he discovered the real horror of this world. His soul, which had been polished over the years, passed away at a speed beyond imagination in a world without any extraordinary spiritual machine.
Unable to resist, for no reason.
He had to pay a huge price to summon the'Door of Xeno'.
"A short-lived species, a low civilization..."
Looking at the invisible and colorless flying sword on the Gate of Alien, Russell's soul was almost twisted.
He never thought about it, just day after day, year after year, endless hunger, thirst, and exhaustion made him almost collapse.
For the first time, he felt the horror of longevity. For the first time, he thought of suicide unforgivably in his heart.
"You, it!"
In the rolling clouds, Russell surrounded the door of different degrees like green smoke, and finally made up his mind to recite a long and rounded mouth, which seems to contain many mysterious spells.
Buzz!
The faint blue light flashed off at once, and a wave of imperceptible fluctuations with the naked eye suddenly disappeared into the black star.
Call~
At this moment, the probe that observed Mars suddenly conveyed a warning sign!
Qinglong, who had just left the observatory, listened to the piercing chirp, turned around, and stepped back into the observatory, almost colliding with Ji Can.
"Mars, the monster of Mars moved!"
Waiting for the report, a staff member shouted staggering, as if he saw something terrible.
Call~
Qinglong took a step, pushed away several staff, and looked at Mars.
From this point of view, Qinglong's pupil also shrank.
I saw the vast sea of ​​stars, and then a gust of wind rose again on Mars, and the giant snake, which did not know tens of thousands of meters, danced in the gust of wind.
There was a silent roar among the rolling sand and stones.
It rises from the ground, and the grim head has penetrated the Martian atmosphere, reaching the sky, wrapped in a very fierce atmosphere.
Smashed into an illusory portal where one side did not know when to appear outside Mars, in space!
The portal is azure blue, and the pattern on it turns like a stream of water, and you can still see the imaginary image of the royal power sword reflected in light blue!
The giant snake entered the door, and there was a fierce friction with the ghost of the king's sword.
The giant snake seemed to be suffering from an extremely powerful pain, a huge snake body like the Great Wall danced up and shattered a large area of ​​the surface of Mars.
But even so, he was still digging into the portal, and the huge and scary snake body made everyone who saw it feel cold all over.
"That door?!"
Qinglong jumped in his heart and recognized that the door was the one that was in the atmosphere.
That door disappeared?
His face changed, and he was about to call Ying Long, only to remember that Ying Long had already fallen into a state of "death."
"Qinglong!"
At this time, the sound of'Yinglong' who had just recovered from the crash sounded in his earphones: "The door did not leave Xuanxing, and the reflection in space is its reflection... . The monster seems to be coming through the reflection portal..."
"come?"
Qinglong suddenly woke up: "What about the door? Is that door still in the atmosphere?"
"....... has disappeared, search again and locate."
Ying Long paused slightly for a moment before he responded again: "Where is the door already pushed... It is in the Antarctic glacier...
No, the door is moving. "
Qinglong pressed his arm, and a red light projected a looming light curtain in front of him. The light curtain was not parallel, but existed away from the body.
The upper warp and weft are interwoven with each other to form a huge warp and weft net.
At this time, it was talking about a looming light spot, and the light spot, in the high-speed movement, seemed to be chased by someone crazy.
"Is that monster out of trouble?"
Looking at the flickering light above the projection, sometimes from east to west~EbookFREE.me~ The light spot where headless flies generally flutter, Qinglong's heart gurgled.
A wave is unsettled, another wave is rising.
The shock more than half a year ago is still being digested all over the world. In addition to Daxuan, evil organizations have appeared in many countries, and some people hold the flag of the end, and vigorously promote the end of the end. .
It's only half a year, but how about such a big wave?
Imagine that Yinglong had calculated data about the giant snake of Mars in the past six months. His heart was slightly cold. This monster is more than a thousand times stronger than the zombie king who replaced ‘Mu Feng’?
Once it comes, how to resist?
Still counting on that "dream of kingship"?
For a time, Qinglong gritted his teeth, almost crushing his teeth: "Ying Long, what's the ultimate goal of the "door"?"
"That gate has crossed the Hengduan Mountains... suspected of coming towards Daxuan."
Ying Long's voice is still calm: "25.2% may be staying in Modu, 41.8% may be staying in Xiangjiang, 15.4% may be staying in Xuanjing...
The door seems to be consciously avoiding something, or it may be to find the best place to land.......The estimated landing time is after forty-two minutes. "
"Forty-two minutes..."
The pressure of infinity rises sharply, and Qinglong only feels that his breath has been cut off, and he almost has to breathe out under the huge pressure: "So, what can we do?"
His voice became hoarse.
But Ji Can and the staff of several other special service stations stationed here have fallen into a state of weakness.
Human sorrow and joy are different, and artificial intelligence Yinglong is even less able to experience human sorrow and joy.
Hearing Qinglong's inquiry, it chose the best and calmly replied: "Pray."
n.