"Where is this place?" Tianlan looked at the floating starlight a little blankly. The vast scene was shocking and magnificent. The silver light gathered in the sky into a line-a cantilever, like a Milky Way.

It flows slowly and is breathtaking.

She turned around and asked. However, this scene was not unfamiliar to Cui Xisi. As a craftsman, girls often had to see the essence of the world in the planetary engine of the magic furnace. The interweaving of starlight was exactly like the sweater needle in the mother's hand, weaving the scene after the world with knitting thread.

But she never put herself in this way, let alone others. Dalier seemed to have a tendency to wake up from a coma, and her eyelashes moved. The poet was covering her hand on her chest, and the cat man made a deep murmur.

"This is the Sea of ​​Ether." Cui Xisi said in a daze. She has never been there in the future, at least she has never been here in person - it is just a scene simulated in the planetary engine, and the real sea of ​​stars is just like this-

The quiet is much more vast.

It is the cornerstone of the world, the originality of everything.

Although Fang Ling told her about this plan in person, and even some of them were still working hard, Cui Xisi still felt a little dreamy when she came here. She turned around and said to Tianlan: "No need to try to wake her up. This is a world outside of material things. Dalier entered this world in this state. She did not wake up in reality and would not wake up here."

"Then I'm just holding her like that?" Tianlan asked.

"You can put her here, essentially, there is no difference." Cui Xisi replied.

Tianlan hesitated for a moment, feeling that he couldn't do that cold-blooded: "... Then I'd better hold her."

"It doesn't matter if you bring her with you. It's not important to matter in this dimension." Cui Xisi turned around and looked at the glittering light in the sky. The warm light shone for a long time, like a glowing gem.

That was Luo Hao's last light. His will as strong as steel was rising a dazzling sun, emitting a dazzling bright light - and he raised his head to look at Naersuyan. The ability of the Naga God, the Iron Guard, is meaningless in this space.

But will, however, can erect a high wall.

Thus, a God cannot pass through.

“——The Sea of ​​Ether is a starry world.”

"There are matter and elements that are nothing more than illusions."

The heavy rain washed the deck, and the rain formed a variety of textures, flowing through the gaps between the wooden boards. Fang Zhuan was looking at the box and Luo Hao and said, "At the end of this incident, we will definitely face Naersuyan. This god must be our last opponent. This plan is tailored for her. When the plan begins to be implemented, I need you to delay the Naga God for a certain period of time..."

"Drag the God of Naga?" Luo Hao asked back.

Fang Yu nodded to the two of them gently.

Although this sounds incredible, in that world, steel is not a strong shield, but will is the sharp blade.

There is no natural barrier between man and God, and all miracles are possible.

Even Naersujing had to stop and looked up at the scene in front of her. The detestable fat man - she frowned, stretched out a finger, and gently knocked on the high wall.

The spider-web-like cracks spread from the point on her fingertips. The high walls collapsed like ice and snow, like broken glass, cold and sharp, turning into countless shining fragments, falling down and finally dissipated into nothingness.

A sword blade was piercing out of the twisted space and heading straight for her face, but Naersuyan didn't even look at that direction, and a shadow flew backwards, and finally turned into the image of a box. The boy shook and stood up.

The dark flames were swallowing upwards along his robe. The power of the darkest holy ones was like a maggot in the tarsal bones, but the box gritted its teeth as if nothing had happened. It pulled down its pointed wizard hat to cover half of its eyes and gently brushed its sword.

He took a step forward and once again escaped into the cracks in space.

When the dimension door opened, the narrow sword light once again reflected in Naersuyan's vision:

"act recklessly."

She was finally annoyed, and with a bolt of Mars she turned the box into ashes with the sword in his hand.

Just as the statue of carbonite passed away with the wind and turned into nothingness, leaving only a firm gaze, as if it still existed in the void - the young man hidden under the brim of the wizard's hat, his deep gaze was staring at the god of Naga, and the blade that did not exist in his hand was still pointing forward -

That even caused a slight tingling sensation on Naersuyan's skin, and the sword edge seemed to disappear at the last moment, which made her look a little surprised - what kind of power drives people to be stubborn?

She has seen the choice of the saints.

But the boy seemed to insist on falling down in front of her.

The sharp will almost made her have an illusion, to break through her realm and leave a shallow wound on her perfect body - of course, the illusion is just an illusion, even if the lady of the balance and the Lord of Light join forces to hold her back, it would be difficult for these mortals to hurt themselves at all.

Naersuyan was just a little surprised at the other party's will.

And that damn fat man is not the same. The high wall is collapsing, but the other party has no intention of retreating. The other party's will is disintegrating little by little and becoming fragmented, but he still tries to shape the last wall and reshape every piece of debris...

Let the fragments form walls and make the blood flow into rivers, but it still has to stop her from moving forward.

I have never heard of a mortal who can trap God. Even for a moment, Naersuyan reached out and pushed it gently, and Luo Hao's world of will finally collapsed completely. But she looked at the fat man and looked at him contemptuously, and then gave him a thumbs up.

Stroke down gently.

The next moment, he turned into white light and dissipated.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! Even if you can't understand the meaning of the action, the meaning contained in it is self-evident, and Naersuyan's expression has completely cooled down.

She couldn't believe that she could not even destroy the will of several insects. In the end, she just used absolute power to erase the other party from this world, but she killed the other party, so what? For the first time, she felt a little crisis about her plan.

What's more, although Luo Hao and Box have been eliminated, there is still someone on the scene.

"You have to learn from them, waste your life in vain, but you can't stop me?" Narsuyan narrowed her eyes and looked at Adnie beside her, "You think you can keep me, but you underestimate the true power of a god."

"Are you scared, Narsuyan?" Adni pulled out a dagger from behind him, held the black dagger in her hand, raised her head to look at the Naga god, and looked calm: "Indeed, we can only leave your body and cannot limit your projection, but so what?"

"You know?"

Naersujin was slightly shocked.

"I know, but they may not," Adni shook his head, "and I also know that even if you are just a clone, our confidence in fighting you is very small. With the body of a mortal, I never thought that this was a possibility."

"A wise choice, since that's the case, you don't have to waste your efforts," said Narsuyan: "Get out of the way, I can give you a way out."

But Adnie still shook her head.

She raised her dagger and blocked her face: "They are not the same people as me, Narsuyan, I never believe that miracles will happen-but I have also told me that he can defeat you, even if the possibility is slim-"

The girl raised her head and looked at the Naga god with bright eyes: "But I am still willing to choose to believe them once."

Because she will still keep her promises.

The Seven Seas Brigade has completed every agreement with her. The people who lead the light will never let down allies who fought side by side with them, since a thousand years ago.

The same is true after a thousand years.

...

The naturalist lady suddenly stopped, turned her head and looked behind her.

From the chaotic shock of the ether, she had already felt something silently. Parker and Alissa in front couldn't help but stop, and both turned around to look at her and asked, "What's wrong, why did you stop suddenly?"

"Luo Hao is dead, so is the box," Jita pushed his glasses, blinked his eyes and whispered: "There is another message, which should be Miss Adnie."

Alisa was stunned for a moment, walked over and reached out to pat her shoulder and gently patted her shoulder: "Don't worry, this is the world of starlight, the sea of ​​ether, the decisive battle field set by the leader for us. It is full of starlight, and it is the opposite of the deadly silent area. Even if it is Naersuyan, we cannot leave us here."

Jita nodded slightly.

"I don't have to worry about that much," Parker shrugged. "Our opponent is another god. Why should I say it again? And this time it's much more dangerous than the last time. In that plan, we all have the possibility of hiding."

He carried the crossbow on his shoulders, "Maybe we will follow in the footsteps of the fat man and the box soon."

"Can you say something good?"

Alisa was so angry at this guy.

"What's the point of self-comfort?" Parker curled his lips, "Look, she might be catching up soon."

Before he finished speaking, a cold breath came to the space. Jita's face changed drastically and he immediately opened his magic book, but before that, Miss Nightingale had kicked the Paparals away with one kick.

Parker only felt a huge force coming, and he rolled around in the starry sky like a rolling gourd. When he raised his head with a starry eye, he found that Naersuyan had descended from the space. The Naga God with a human body and snake tail was grabbing him with one claw.

At that moment, the Paparal people only felt cold all over their bodies. They seemed to have thousands of abilities on weekdays, but they had no way to use them here. They seemed to have their bodies frozen and could only watch the other person's giant claws covering themselves.

His mouth wide open and his mind was blank - although he was not a newbie, had experienced many crises, and had even met with the evil gods and dragons, he had never been so helpless at this moment, as if he had lost control of his body.

That was not even a metaphor, but the surrounding space was completely confined in the physical sense, making him unable to move, and even making a voice became difficult.

And it was at that moment that Jita had already placed his hand on the magic book and recited a spell:

"The king car changed position!"

The God of Naga looked back and seemed to have been misaligned at that moment. Miss Naturalist exchanged positions with the Paparals in an instant. At the moment when the position was changed, Parker finally felt that his body was back under his control.

Naersujing didn't look at Jita, and immediately turned around and grabbed the Paparals with one claw. But this time there was time to react, a rift of shadow opened in the space, Miss Nightingale jumped out of it, raised her dagger and stabbed at Naersujing.

"Run!"

Meanwhile, she shouted loudly to the Paparals.

Parker then realized that he finally looked back and saw the scene where Alisa was pierced by Narsuyan in the air - he shivered. Although he knew that Miss Nightingale was not really dead, he still felt a little uncomfortable.

Although there is still starlight, the other party can be resurrected in a nearby temple.

But when things came to an end, he still couldn't help but grit his teeth - these damn scaly monsters - Parker saw Narsuyan turning around and killing the naturalist lady, but no one protected him, so it was probably a bit of a disaster.

Jita died.

Then it was his turn.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Parker only felt the communication crystal on his chest flash slightly. He looked down and realized that it was the last message sent by the naturalist Miss:

"Parker, will is the body, and thinking is sensitive. He flees along the path of starlight, leading her to-"

That message came to an abrupt end.

"It's a waste of time," the Paparals couldn't help but jump: "Damn it, how far is it?"

While cursing this damn plan, he reached out to his heart.
To be continued...