At the top of the Silver Bag Tower, the battlefield among the ruins of the wreckage.

After the sword flashed, the Demon King slowly showed a cruel smile, and used the back of his hand to cleanly wipe off the blood on his forehead. Among the three eyes on his eyebrows, the top of the top was destroyed by the condensed and fine electric energy. This was not ordinary electric energy, but the power of the mind and will, the manifestation of cold and arrogant destruction.

When the battle reaches the top level of the silver level, ordinary energy operations are already difficult to affect the balance of the battle situation. The creatures that begin to touch the true essence of power begin to break away from the physical rules of the world. Some of them place themselves in a certain force in the world, some of them strengthen their will infinitely, while others regard the endless power of nature as their own blades, and use power beyond the normal biological dimension to attack their opponents.

These are all precursors to break away from the silver level and enter the gold level beyond ordinary things.

Su Jing sniffed the blood of the demon god on the blade, shook it away from the knife, and his arms holding the knife slowly trembled. He called out the force that exceeded his limit. One of the sequelae was that he felt chill all over, as if he had malaria. The feeling of power loss spread abnormally, but he just used his full strength to strike. How could it be...

When the body adapts, there will be no such trouble, he told himself this.

The outside was chilled, but the inside was as hot as a ignited flame, which made Su Jing feel the urge to vomit. After entering this warrior's realm, he felt the violent conflict between his body and reason so deeply for the first time. "The obsession of the warrior", this state has a professional term in the joint technology, describing the intoxication of the warrior in the duel between life and death on the front line of life and death.

For simple warriors, this state is extremely rare and can encounter rare opportunities for improvement. Their minds will infinitely focus on every subtle move. The technology and power of each move are maximized, and immersed in the supreme beauty of martial arts. However, this mentality is almost contrary to the calm and rationality advocated by the joint technology.

Su Jing is a proud and stubborn person. If he chooses the path of science and technology, he will never go to martial arts halfway. At this point, he is more determined than anyone else.

He recalled his previous state again, opening the information flow of his supernatural senses to the greatest moment, and hanging above the vast ocean of heaven and earth. It was just a flash of feeling. But there was no doubt that this feeling of "extraction" was the mentality he pursued. But this feeling lasted for only a moment. When he swung his slash, his mind that operated his body was instantly overwhelmed by the extreme perception.

How to "invest" while "extraction"? Without the "heart" moves, how can we hurt the King of Demons?

"It's interesting ability. Time? But I don't think you can master it." Mandus unbuttoned his tie and buttons and walked towards him step by step. "I can see the soul of everyone. Your soul is fighting against your own power, which is not your own ability, I guess. Hum... It seems that the harder you use your power, the more severe your soul is damaged."

The strong body pressed over like a hill, not an illusion. Mandus's body was really growing slowly, as if the mortal body was adapting to endless power. The enlarged muscles were tangled and tearing open the human gray coat, and huge black sheep horns grew on their heads, and the three eyes on their eyebrows began to recover. They were as red as charcoal. His voice became as deep as the thunder on a rainy day, echoing in the howling wind.

Suddenly, Mandus' huge figure flashed behind him instantly. The giant claws hit him. With a metal sound, the rebellious sword blocked the gap between the giant claws. The dirty blood-colored jade-like claws rubbed against the sword blade, making a hoarse and unpleasant noise.

Su Luo raised his sword with both hands, blocked the claw strike, and kicked Su Jing to the distance with one kick. The demon's power was far better than her. He pressed the girl so hard that he could only kneel on the ground. After exerting force at high speed, Su Luo suddenly retreated. He blocked dozens of violent assaults with a long sword in the air, and was bombarded dozens of meters away. Su Jing frowned and supported him to get up, but could only bend down and breathe in a low voice, mixing his strength with all his strength, allowing the backlash of the Sand of Time to slowly retreat. It was not that he did not want to participate in the battle, but that he was trying to restrain the possibility of spitting out dirty blood directly.

In the world of Warhammer, Su Luo forcibly split her golden-level power into two parts and injected one into Su Jing's body. After reconnecting the thinking field of Gemini, her subconscious mind was always instilling martial arts knowledge into her brother that was far beyond his technological level.

Su Jing's current situation is a complete imbalance in ability. Based on the basis of a technological adventurer, he was forcibly instilled with the force and mysterious force that was far beyond his limit. If he was given half a year to improve his technological level, Su Jing was sure to completely digest and absorb these huge and incompetent information. But it was precisely because his talent and power were sufficiently in line with this power that he absorbed these knowledge and understanding almost without any obstacles, which instead caused him some... very entangled obstacles.

But the reality forced him to use martial arts power that he was not good at to conquer the enemy. In the process of using this power, his understanding of this power almost forced into his consciousness at ten times speed. Su Luo and him had a synchronization rate that was so high that if he let go of his genre restrictions to truly "become" an adventurer on the side of the force, he might break the time record of the ability improvement of the adventurer.

Moreover, the most tempting thing is that he knew that this method had no sequelae. There was absolutely no problem of unstable foundation. His foundation was Su Luo's foundation. The spiritual transmission of the two people reflected the same essence like a mirror.

When Su Jing called on the power of the time curse and tried to use the curse side effects of the sand of time to speed up his time flow, the imbalance in his body was finally aroused, and the power of the rampage was chaotic, while his mind was attacking himself and gradually collapsed in the low tide.

"Come and help, my shit is almost knocked out..."

Su Luo gritted her teeth and shouted out something that the lady would never say. The demonic energy on the rebellious sword activated by the primitive demon skills was steaming. Without the deep hindrance like Su Jing, Su Luo's skill of the demon skills that he has been tempered for thousands of years is mature and sophisticated, and the use of power is impeccable. She fully utilizes the essence of this modified version of the magical power into every move.

Rather than saying that this is the Demon Art, it is better to say that it is the "Demon Su Luo". Compared with the original magical art, it has long been beyond recognition. This is the supreme Demon re-explained with the understanding of the Martial God Girl. It is a unique skill that is 120% consistent with her. The original golden energy has been changed to colorless, and the attribute of the absorbing power has been strengthened a hundred times. These days, the demons have been hunting around London to absorb their hell essence to strengthen their own strength. The colorless true energy is dyed gray-black by the alien attributes, and the power of the demons is used to fight against the power of the demons. The girl's figure moves instantly at a high speed, comboing the demon king like a black storm. The specially enhanced drilling power is enough to defeat the huge mountain rock. With the energy level of a mere five-star lower level, it is already an impeccable expression.

Su Luo had fought with all her might. Every second, hundreds of stabs of stabbing were pouring out the defects on Mandus' whole body, exerting every minute and every tiny of power to the limit, and applying the "complete realm" of the warrior to the limit. In the eyes of the outside world, her and Mandus' bodies were randomly moving at the extreme high speed that was hard to observe with the naked eye. Only the moment the sword and fist collided was slowed down. The frequency of high-speed flashing even exceeded the speed of most people's thinking. The deep black giant shadow and the slim flash blade turned into a small storm, constantly fighting in the ruins and disappeared.

In Su Luo's consciousness, the Demon King only has pure huge power and speed. With the nerve reflex speed and martial arts techniques, he is far from an opponent of the top warrior trained in the hands of the No. 1 Martial God of Infinite World. If he has the same power as him, Su Luo has cut Mandus into seven or eight pieces in five seconds. But what's abominable is that Mandus' pure power is more than tens of thousands of times that of her...

There can't be even a moment, a flash of breath, or a difference in action, which will make her be interrupted in the middle of the waist in an instant. Mandus's power is still rising, and Su Luo uses swordsmanship and demon skills to the peak. The sword blade vibrates at an extremely high frequency every second. The manual high Zhoubo sword blade falls into the hard skin, pulling out the wound that flows with black martial arts.

"!"

The wind and thunder suddenly moved. The storm in the nine-day clouds was sucked off, gathering into a hurricane like a sheep's horn, wrapping the figures of the two. Su Jing staggered and stood up with the Yama sword. The strong wind of the storm almost rolled his body out of the building, but he inserted it into the ground with a sword, stabilizing his body.

The originally dark black iris was coated with a light red layer, and blood oozed out of the blood from the eyes. Su Jing gritted his teeth and ignored the power in his body and ran away, forcibly suppressing all problems with his will.

With the real combat power of four-star ratings, Su Luo's record at this moment is already shocking.

Lazarus, who was controlling the Nine Prison Thunder Lock, had a double-edged deep-brow lock, and the top of the silver bag tower with the angel's wings shape was exploding and flattened a large piece. The gray-black small tornado looked like a huge black crown on the angel's head. As the battle progressed, he knew that this was a manifestation of the gradual condensation of the aftermath of the power, and Su Luo had already tried all his strength.

However, Mandus' power was more stable. The invisible force field formed by the unmoving mountain king of demons alone was enough to force Su Luo to get close. When he started moving at high speed, he was as fast as black lightning. Su Luo's attack speed had exceeded twice the speed of sound, but Mandus saw through each attack and blocked the super-high-speed slash of the Rebellious Sword with just one finger. The power attached to his fingers made Su Luo's breathing gradually dissipate until the true energy could no longer be restrained to its peak state.

This is not letting go. Mandus' main power is dealing with the Nine Prison Thunder Lock. Lazarus's divine consciousness expanded infinitely along the Nine Prison Thunder Lock. The semi-energy body of the scattered immortal was slightly blurred. In the deep black clouds, most of the power of the Demon King was competing with the Immortal Light that condensed into a chain-strung, and fighting with the ancestor's divine consciousness.

“…so strong.”

In terms of strength alone, Mandus's power has reached the peak of the silver-level world, and has even faintly touched the threshold of the gold-level. Even if he divides his magic into several parts, it is enough to suppress the plural opponents in different battlefields. Lazarus has launched the high-level change of the Nine Prison Thunder Lock "Air Sea Hunt". The lightning chains in the clouds form a cage of space, blocking Mandus' huge power in it, and smelting it with the ultra-high temperature of the immortal thunder fire.

This kind of large array has nearly golden power. The space that implements the concept of "demon refining" forcibly suppresses the power of the demon king, but cannot go further. The powerful evil force beyond the "constant" almost reached the concept field with violent means, forcibly resisted the refining of the demon refining thunder fire, and began to counterattack the Air and Sea Hunt with endless power, trying to fundamentally break and destroy this annoying chain.

The thunder net that stretched for hundreds of miles now collapsed into a huge sphere, wrapping the zenith of the Silver Bag Tower. The thick darkness rushed left and right in it, tearing the light lock to almost break.

This division of labor is really cunning. Light golden blood dripped from Lazarus's nose. Although the two brothers and sisters were dealing with the true body of the Demon King, they could run away at any time, but they had already put most of their souls into the Nine Prison Thunder Lock system. If they failed, the best result would be half-destroying cultivation.

"If you have any tricks, it's time to use them!"

In the clouds in the distance, a small piece of white gold light was shining. Su Jing glanced at the golden light, pursed his lips, and held the Yanmo Sword again. Su Luo was in tune with him and immediately withdrew from the battlefield. Su Jing chanted a word softly. The water vapor at the top of the building suddenly condensed, and the white smooth ice spread out from the soles of his feet, causing Mandus, who was rushing at high speed, to fall out unexpectedly.

"We can't fight him here." Su Jing held Su Luo, whose mouth was bleeding, and the flame of fighting spirit was rekindled in his tired eyes. The man held the hilt of the knife inserted on the ground, turned his wrist, and the dark green corrosive force turned into hundreds of jade-like square cutting lines, slashing towards the body of the building.

After a few seconds of silence, the magnificent Silver Bag Tower Building began to collapse from the outside to the inside, layers of window glass shattered in shock waves, and a huge load-bearing structure collapsed under the cutting of a sharp force field. This magnificent construction artwork with a total height of more than 600 meters was cut off by half of its head in the dull roar. Its architectural structure was destroyed by some force that was descent at a high speed, but it did not collapse as a whole by relying on its solid shell.

A few seconds later, a thick black liquid burst out from the inside, cutting out huge scars from the shell of the Silver Bag Tower. Its black tentacles drifted out of scarred buildings from time to time, descending all the way from the 166th floor to the ground, like an invisible fierce chase.

Twenty seconds later, Su Jing and Su Luo held hands and broke through the front hall of the building and flew out of the street. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!