v2 Chapter 676： Santa Loa

"Drip!"

"The threat is lifted, the battle damage is counted, the godslayer is broken into 109 pieces, and the wreckage is recovered..."

The vast starry sky spanning hundreds of millions of light-years was completely smashed into nothingness, and all material particles were wiped out, except for sporadic tattered silver-gray mechanical wreckage, floating in the pitch-black nothingness.

A red light continuously scans the entire cosmos space back and forth. After confirming that the invaders are completely wiped out, the godslayers who can still move begin to collect the wreckage.

The tinkering can still be used, but it is really not good. After returning to the factory and rebuilding, he is a hero again.

In the realm that cannot be peeped, the most evil and the future Buddha both enter the observer state after death, silently glanced at the godslayer below, ignored it, but spread their will and went to the end of the universe.

These robots are just "creations", a very high-end war tool. They are not fundamentally different from the original "man-made black holes" and "destruction artillery bombing". It is meaningless to fight back and forth. The manipulator is the point.

Their will, not comparable to the deity, can not only spread to all corners of the only real world in an instant, but also move the death base point at will within the range of the super **** realm that is tens of billions of light-years away.

Therefore, the two most evil people can only be resurrected from billions of light-years away from the limit of their will.

"Drip!"

"Warning! Threat found..."

Resurrection, self-destruction, endless rotation, toward the direction of perception, rapidly approaching.

"warn!"

"Threat removed..."

"warn!"

"Threat removed..."

"…"

"Zizi..."

At the end of the universe, in the depths of the dimension, a perfectly round metal ball is suspended. In the vast snow-white space inside, there is only a broken figure sitting cross-legged.

There is no breath of life, just a skeleton with no flesh and blood, even the head has disappeared without a trace, and there is only one arm and thigh left. field.

Above the dead bones, there is a strange fluctuation, which is an inextinguishable obsession, or a belief.

"DiDi! Warning!"

With the increasingly urgent alarm sound, the snow-white space gradually became scarlet, a tragic and tragic atmosphere spread silently in the dead silence.

"Assessment... With the only remaining weapons, the invaders cannot be eliminated..."

"According to the seventh regulation of the "Supreme Constitution of Civilization", when encountering an irresistible strong enemy, it is necessary to ensure that the achievements of civilization are not stolen, and the seeds of civilization must be guaranteed to continue.

"The Heart of the Universe has no response..."

"The Heart of the Universe has no response..."

"…"

"Warning! The intruder is rapidly approaching the middle, the distance, a trillion light years!"

"The Heart of the Universe has no response. According to the regulations, the decision is passed by default."

"Start! The universe returns to zero!"

呲—

In front of the skeleton, the metal ground suddenly cracked a gap, and a pillar slowly rose, carrying a scarlet button on it.

Kaka!

The dead skeleton, under the support of the remaining beliefs of civilization, actually slowly raised his arm, stretched out his index finger, and pressed it firmly a little bit.

In a trance, there are endless figures emerging behind the skeletons, all of them reaching out their arms and gently tapping on the buttons.

"Santa Roja!"

The scarlet button was pressed hard.

"Ok?"

The two most evil people were resurrected, and this time they did not immediately destroy themselves, but showed a look of surprise.

"Did you hear that?"

"Well, Saint Di Roja, what does this mean? It seems to have spread throughout the universe..."

Before he finished speaking, he was blank, and instantly returned to the observer state, and died again.

"This is... a terrible fluctuation!"

Under the observation of the will, the wreckage of the universe, every corner, every tangible object, and the invisible rules, all shone fiercely.

In the next moment, it suddenly shrank into a tiny light, flashed slightly, and disappeared.

"This civilization has a really strong temperament!"

The most evil recovered his body, stunned for a moment, looked at the vast and empty void, and sighed.

"yes!"

The future Buddha nodded, and said nothing more, and quickly escaped towards the other end of the sea of ​​chaos.

"You said, is there any trace of this technological civilization left? For example, seeds or something?"

"It should be gone. This is the wreckage left by the war, and it is impossible to survive."

"Unfortunately, such a powerful civilization did not even have a name left..."

"No, it left a name."

"Santa Roja!"

…

The land of return to the ruins, the core area.

A seven-colored radiance lingered in the temple, whirling, passing through the dark fog, crashing down, crushing a large void.

The two figures stepped out, and the wandering emperor raised his hand and shrunk the Demon Suppression Temple and suspended it in the palm of his hand, and said with concentration: "Jinghong, is the thing you are looking for right here?"

There was a bit of exhaustion in his tone. Obviously, this journey was not easy. Even with the help of the Devil Suppression Temple, whoever called this place to return to the ruins, all kinds of terrifying things might be encountered.

Xilifeng's eyes flickered, and his thoughts were immersed in the compass in his hand. After a moment of concentration, he nodded.

"It can't be wrong, the ancestral world is here!"

"The remnants of the Zhan clan, when they were about to die, dragged their world back to the deepest part of the land of return to the ruins, and buried everything in the clan."

There was a hint of memory deep in Xilifeng's eyes, as if he had returned to the ancient times, propping his head up by himself, listening to the wonderful time when Master talked about various legends.

"If you want to deal with the monsters in the Heretic God Realm, ordinary means will definitely not work. Only the existence of the same level will have a chance."

"You seem to know the broken arm very well?"

The Wandering Emperor frowned slightly, feeling more and more that Jinghong was mysterious, as if there was nothing she didn't know in this world.

"I just heard a little mention from the master."

After Xi Lifeng finished speaking, his expression became solemn, and he stretched out his hand and pointed on the compass. Suddenly, a bright light shot out from the compass and settled in the void.

"This is the time and space coordinates of the ancestral world."

"Understood."

The Wandering Emperor nodded solemnly, raised his hand and threw it, and the Temple of Suppressing Demons followed the guidance of the light and turned into a colorful radiance lasing away.

Boom! click-

Time and space collapsed, tearing apart a silver-grey crack, and the turbulent time and space surging in it was clearly visible.

In the depths of it, a huge shadow could be faintly seen lying prone, as if the ancient times had stood here, and the vast aura escaping, one could not help but hold one's breath.

"go!"

Xilifeng's face showed a happy look. When he stepped into the turbulent flow of time and space, the wandering emperor did not hesitate and followed closely.

"Is this the ancestral realm? It's so big! It is indeed the core of the heavens and the world!"

Standing on the edge of the ancestral realm, the wandering emperor showed a shocking color, and he could not see the whole picture, even the slightest arc could not be seen on it, as if it was a vertical wall, standing in front of him.

You must know that the shape of the world is almost always round. With his perception distance, even on the outer wall of the only real world, the radian can be clearly seen. It can be seen that this ancestral realm is much larger than the real realm.

"Unfortunately, no matter how majestic it is, it's still a dead zone. It has no vitality and is not suitable for living beings to survive."

The dead world is just a body. Not only will the inner spiritual energy be exhausted, but also the ability to handle the power of the dimension will be lost, and the rules and regulations will also be extinguished.

"In the dead world, the boundary wall will become fragile."

Xilifeng flicked his fingers, and a light spot slammed into the ancestral realm, blasting out a deep entrance.

Stepping into the main world, what you see is a scarlet red, as if every inch of space is soaked with blood, there are traces of the battlefield everywhere, some cracks spanning trillions of light-years, and even spewing eternal immortality. terrifying breath.

"Be careful, don't touch those breaths, with our cultivation base, you will die if you touch them!"

Hearing Xilifeng's warning, the Wandering Emperor's expression froze, and he put aside his condescending temper, and hurriedly sacrificed to the Temple of Suppressing Demons, suspended above his head, sprinkled with colorful brilliance, and enveloped the two of them in it.

Xilifeng took out the compass again, and focused on the perception. If it wasn't for the location of the target, they would have been hiding in the temple long ago, and they would undoubtedly be much safer.

But in order for the compass to function, it must interact with the outside world, and she has to push it with all her strength. This is inevitable. Otherwise, the ancestral realm is so huge that if you don’t rely on the compass for positioning, even if you die of old age here, you will not be able to find the ideal. want something.

"Got you!"

Xilifeng's eyes lit up, followed the guidance of the compass, and flew away.

From time to time, they will encounter terrifying battlefield ruins along the way. The two can only choose to detour, and then restart their orientation through the compass.

"Everyone! Take a guess, what exactly is Xilifeng and the two looking for?"

"You can bet!"

Bai Donglin has hundreds of thousands of clones. Because of the characteristics of memory synchronization, a unique local area network is formed, which can transfer information to each other in real time.

The avatar lurking in Xi Lifeng's body obviously contained the element of gambling on dogs, and seized every opportunity to open the market.

"Boring. UU reading "

"Who is betting with you?"

"That's right, don't make trouble, Xilifeng is very likely to be a good disciple of Dao Wuji. If you do this again, be careful Dao Wuji is angry!"

In the zero-dimensional world, Bai Donglin separated some thoughts and scolded these idle guys.

"Shut up!"

"The mind is the same, the memory is synchronized, and you can guess the yarn? Needless to say, what Xilifeng is looking for should be the cemetery related to 'war'!"

"The worst, future Buddha, you two, what are you still wandering about? Go to the ancestral realm..."

"The battle monument should undoubtedly be there."

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