"How can you, such an external god, understand the plan for thousands of years?" At this point, the source code seemed to have lost the patience to continue speaking. He looked at Yan Xiangcheng and said, "Outer god, either hand over my people or prepare for the death of God!"

Yan Xiangcheng looked carefully at the source code composed of runes, shook his head and sighed: "I don't know that I am empty and crazy. It seems that you were dead before you became a god.

I thought before that the holy land's saints were exaggerated, but they were just sayings that covet Tianyu. Now it seems that some people have short-sighted eyes and no wisdom!”

However, the source code no longer paid attention to Yan Xiangcheng's words. As the light of his body flashed, the space between the two people began to change suddenly.

Countless runes flashed and rolled, and the distance of the void began to fluctuate. It seemed that they were about to pull the two of them into another level of world, and seemed to intend to exile and seal Yan Xiangcheng.

The soul-suming banner above Yan Xiangcheng's head flashed again, and countless silver-white thunder pierced out like silk threads, and wanted to use the same trick again to anchor the void and break the move.

"Hmph!" The source code suddenly snorted coldly, and half of the runes that formed the body left the body and disappeared intovisible.

Seven-ring True Divine Art: Multiverse·Captification!

Countless runes merged into the void, and the surrounding space changed rapidly. The aura of inspiration suddenly surged, covering hundreds of miles of starry sky around it.

The sudden change made Yan Xiangcheng's face slightly change. He found that he could not completely break the other party's magic, and anchoring seemed to be no longer effective. He suddenly pinched his fingers and his whole body's strength surged again.

The Soul Conjuring Tao: Holy Soul Ghost Realm!

As the soul-summoning banner drifted, a strange force with extremely strong space aura spread out, colliding with the power emitted by the source code.

The collision between the two forces was probably because the Taoist power was similar, and then the fusion collision occurred. After the nature of the power changed suddenly, it exploded.

The invisible deprivation suddenly spread and affected the two. The two suddenly disappeared from the spot, hundreds of miles of starry sky, replaced by a huge scroll, flashing in the void.

As the scroll emerges, worlds are constantly born and grown in the scroll, just like strange stories or comics!

In this story, countless powerful beings are controlled by the Supreme God-like source code, trying to destroy Yan Xiangcheng who also fell into the scroll.

However, when every world is born, life is controlled by the source code, it will always survive with countless holy souls. These holy souls are controlled by Yan Xiangcheng, fighting with the source code, and stalemate.

Such a struggle makes the scroll gradually become complex from the beginning single, empty, and complex, from simple colors to colorful, and in the blink of an eye it becomes a bunch of oil colors with rich colors.

When the entire scroll was as if it was overwhelmed and turned into a pile of countless colorful pigments. In the intertwined colors, the scroll slowly turned into a dyeing vat. After they reached a limit, the scroll was finally overwhelmed.

"Click..."

A sound like glass shattered sounded, and dense cracks began to appear in the scroll. In a blink of an eye, the entire scroll was covered with dense crowds.

"boom······"

When the crack reached its peak, a huge explosion sounded.

"Puchi·············"

During the explosion, two light sounds accompanied by two figures were spit out of the void.

It was obvious that the reality had only passed for less than a few breaths, but the two seemed to have experienced tens of millions of years of struggle. Not only were they tired and vicissitudes of life, but their condition was also very miserable.

Yan Xiangcheng, who was in a state of great strength and was in an explosive state, was not only wearing a beggar suit, but also covered with scars all over his body, and his hair was very haggard. Even his soul-suming banner became dull.

The source code on the other side is not much better. His figure not only returns to normal, but is no longer in the sacred state, nor is it a pure rune-composition state.

As the runes of his body passed through a large number of runes, he seemed to have degenerated from the state of energy to the body and energy, looking more like a person, and his body size also became normal human size.

After the two of them appeared, they both gasped violently. Obviously, looking at the battle that only took a few breaths, it was not the case for them at all. They should have really experienced countless years of entanglement.

After gasping for a moment, the two of them wanted to act again.

"Hmm? So brave!"

The source code suddenly became stunned and was distracted. It seemed that he had discovered something and wanted to ignore what Yan Xiangcheng did.

At the same time, Yan Xiangcheng was also stunned and suddenly looked down at his hand. On his arm, a dim tattoo suddenly appeared.

As it emerged and jumped out of Yan Xiangcheng's arm, an illusory book suddenly condensed into shape in front of Yan Xiangcheng. The simple words that have always been slow and slow were said in very rare and urgent words:

"Stop him, this is your purpose this time. After the Holy Land will not pursue your previous events!" As he spoke, he seemed afraid that Yan Xiangcheng would not pay enough attention to it: "This matter is related to the survival of the two realms!"

While Yan Xiangcheng was stunned, his expression suddenly changed. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and the dim soul-summoning banner surged again in the storm.

"Dreams are heartbroken, and the fragrance is gone. I am the soul of the concubine every year. I hope you will return every year. I will never give up my life. The skeleton turns into red pink forever! Marriage ghosts: Red pink is obsessed with it!"

The soul-summoning banner flashed violently and exploded directly. Countless souls surged out, pouring into Yan Xiangcheng's body below like sea water.

With countless spiritual lights pouring in, a beautiful figure emerged from Yan Xiangcheng like a spirit behind him.

Unlike the spirit behind him, the other party is of normal size, and it does not appear behind Yan Xiangcheng, but appears in front of him.

At this time, Yan Xiangcheng stretched out his hand very tacitly and looked like he hugged his arms. The beautiful figure also tacitly leaned back and half leaned in his arms.

Yan Xiangcheng lowered his head, leaned against his figure, looked up at him with his face. He looked at him with his eyes in front of him for thousands of years, and the endless affection turned into the essence of entanglement between the two.

The two of them smiled at each other, which was a strong love that could not be dissolved, and the dog food was full of excitement. This sudden change is not yet possible for the source code to do anything.

The spirit light and soul body that exploded from the soul-summoning banner had been fully integrated into Yan Xiangcheng's body, and the beautiful figure also turned into a real person.

At the moment when the two began to look at each other, a strange silver-white thunder shot out from Yan Xiangcheng's body like silk threads, and wrapped around the source code like lightning, so fast that it was impossible to dodge at all.

The thunder turned into a line, as if there was no harm at all, but the source code was stunned. He turned to look at Yan Xiangcheng, and his eyes gradually turned from indifference to deep affection.

Yan Xiangcheng also looked up and looked at him, just like before, he looked at Qianying. However, he was looking at Qianying. The Qianying in his arms disappeared and invisible when the silk thread hit the source code.

In this way, the two suddenly fell into silence and looked at each other, and their deep love reached the extreme.

As we look at each other, the body of the source code is constantly changing, as if it is eroded by some force, and it will also turn into a red pink skeleton.

However, because its power is too strong, a seven-ring divine deity is still an old divine deity. Such erosion power is obviously a bit weak and cannot be completely destroyed in this way.

Not to mention the erosion of the opponent into one of his own ghosts. Therefore, it turned into a stalemate, from a killer move to a control skill, and fell into a stalemate.

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Let’s talk about it in two ways, let’s talk about Zhang Deming.

He edited his breath and turned into a tentacle. After piercing into the treacherous mucus pool, he endured the sensation of hairs and kept diving into the depths of the mucus lake.

As the flesh and blood around it became more and more viscous, slowly becoming solid as solid as flesh and blood.

Because he didn't know its response mechanism, Zhang Deming did not dare to use magic rashly or investigate casually. Therefore, he could only rely on squirting, just like a nematode in pork, constantly drilling deeper into the ground.

The slippery, viscous, adsorbing, squeezing, and all kinds of messy touches constantly stimulated Zhang Deming's sensory nerves. Even though his mind had already used the eighth-level classic technique to defend, he was still a little shaky.

Zhang Deming felt that he was already wandering on the verge of being completely furious. He didn't know when he would be unable to stand it, and broke the string in his heart and was completely furious.

He knew that this feeling was an instinctive warning that the breath he edited himself was affected by the flesh and blood around him, seriously eroding his physical and mental manifestations.

He must not be furious, or the consequences will be completely crazy, he will really become a sinister species, become a member of this disgusting thing, or a special nematode in this ball of ‘pork’!

Zhang Deming continued to endure such stimulation and gritted his teeth and went deeper. In order not to let himself miss anything, he took out Lan Fuyao's instrument and zithered into his body in advance.

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After a long time, Zhang Deming, who had worked hard to drill forward, felt his whole body relaxed, and the pressure around him suddenly disappeared, and he seemed to have come to a strange void.

The surroundings were pitch black, like the deepest starry sky, without any light or any power. Zhang Deming clearly felt that he was floating in it.

What's even more strange is that the darkness around seems very abnormal. Zhang Deming's cultivation level, ordinary darkness, does not affect his vision at all, but the darkness around him affects.

In the deep darkness, he could not see anything, but also sense anything. His entire reconnaissance perception was like a mortal in the darkness, seeing nothing or feeling anything.

"Is this... Dark category banned by the domain?"

“Fight………………”

"bite·······"

At the moment Zhang Deming was stunned, Lan Fuyao's piano and surveillance elf in his body reacted almost in no particular order.

"It's here. The person who sent me a strange call for help before is here!" Lan Fuyao said in a sensational sound of the piano.

At the same time, a message popped up by the surveillance elves.

"The distance is enough, thoroughly confirm Pei's small position, and the connection is in the call..."

"The call failed, the other party fell into a deep sleep, and after being sealed, it was severely eroded by unknown forces. Now the situation is already very critical and there is a possibility of being completely eroded at any time. Please rescue as soon as possible."

After the monitoring elf information jumped out, an arrow appeared in front of Zhang Deming. Although he still couldn't see anything in this darkness.

But the shaky arrows that were imaging in his consciousness field clearly guided the direction.

Zhang Deming ignored any of them and looked back and felt it. Although he couldn't see it, because the back half of his body was still in the flesh, he clearly felt that there should be a wriggling wall of flesh behind him.

This should be a spherical space, with the entire darkness wrapped around the flesh wall, and Pei Xiaoxiao is in the depths of this darkness, the center of the hollow flesh ball.

He suppressed his inner uneasiness slightly. He had already arrived here and had nothing to hesitate. Zhang Deming pulled hard while shrinking.

"Puff..."

With a slight sound, Zhang Deming pulled out the back half of his body from the wall. The flesh-and-blooded caves around the flesh-and-blooded caves were slightly contracted like chrysanthemums, and some liquid flowed out, sliding down the flesh wall.

The fleshy vine body was pulled out, and a little bit of strange bumps were left like a bean, left in the shrinking cave, and failed to completely heal the wall. The bean left a chrysanthemum-like fold on the wall.

After doing this, Zhang Deming felt his body floating in the darkness. When he waved his tail, he was like a flying snake, swimming towards the depths of the darkness according to the arrows imaging in consciousness.

There was darkness around him, and Zhang Deming seemed to have entered a land of nothingness, and could not see anything or perceive anything, as if nothing was there, nothing.

This state made Zhang Deming nervous a little more nervous. Compared with the feeling of fur just now, his current feeling is actually not much better.

If it is really necessary to compare, it would be fine for a short time. Over time, he would rather stay in the meat than stay in this darkness that seemed to have nothing. This is simply not a place for people to stay.

Zhang Deming kept swimming, as if a moment had passed, as if a long time had passed, as if everything had disappeared and the deprivation of perception, Zhang Deming even had the concept of time affected.

Finally, Zhang Deming, who was swimming, sensed a little light, and a little fluorescent that was extremely dim, as if it could be extinguished at any time, constantly flashing in the darkness.

But in such darkness, the faint light seemed abrupt, injecting a trace of strength to Zhang Deming, who was very nervous and nervous.

Zhang Deming looked at the light of hope and felt a lot more relaxed. The arrow also pointed to the other side. He was hesitating and swam towards the light.

As he approached, Zhang Deming gradually discovered that the person shining was a person, to be precise, a pair of wings of a person, very beautiful wings.

I saw that in the endless darkness, a woman with golden wings on her back was sleeping like a baby. While the woman closed her eyes, the huge wings behind her surrounded her and protected her.
Chapter completed!