The Original Seeker

Chapter 389: Eighth tenth of a second

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"Next is my era." These words sounded in everyone's ears like the ravings of a madman.

The sunlight of the entire Tucker Desert has been blocked by the shadows that have gradually emerged from above and become deeper.

After the sun disappeared, darkness quickly enveloped the earth. The air that had been oppressed to be still began to flow crazily under the stronger oppression, giving everyone a feeling that the mountains and rains are about to come and the wind is overwhelming the building.

Lights of three colors, white, red, and purple, began to emerge from the shadows at this time, and soon dyed the entire sky into three distinct colors.

Among them, white alone accounts for most of the country, and the red and purple colors even need to work together to barely compete with it.

With the gushing out of various colors of light, in order to fill the huge void caused by the loss of the three colors, on the shadow of the sky, the holes where the light gushed out produced a terrifying attraction, sucking all the surrounding materials into the nine. In Youjie, the gravel on the ground was also sucked into a wind and sand tornado.

The people who stayed on the surface could only use their own unique tricks at this time to resist the force that came from directly above and was opposite to the direction of gravity.

However, no one who can reach this land to watch the battle is weak. Even if this is just their avatar, it is still more than enough to resist this kind of gravitational force that is not too much.

Not long after, the red light and the purple light fought and retreated, and soon disappeared from everyone's sight. Wherever they could see, only the white light itself remained, and the sky became a pure white world.

However, the peace was far from here. After the "click", a sense of loss appeared in the hearts of countless people.

"It seems that something has contacted me."

"I also have this feeling."

"Like an antenna!"

After everyone reacted, a ray of golden light flew out from an unknown position, and then gathered on Zhao Feiyan's head, forming a golden ocean like hundreds of rivers converging into the sea.

The ocean is constantly expanding, becoming wider and wider, and the light in it is getting brighter and hotter.

"Dead people should lie in the coffin properly and don't come out to talk nonsense." Zhao Feiyan had already realized the moment the golden light moved, the white light in front of him was Bai Mo's body.

It's time for him to fully activate his long-prepared ability of uniting people as one.

As for Li Bida nearby, Zhao Feiyan didn't have time to think about it at all, the threat of Bai Mo in front of him was too great. Compared with the shadow that can change day into night, Yuxi's power fluctuations are nothing.

The golden ocean quickly turned into countless golden thunderbolts, like a catastrophe, they wanted to wipe out the existence in front of them that was about to be reorganized into human form into scum!

"Give it to me!" His veins burst out, trying to control all the thunder, so that they all hit the enemy.

This kind of power called wish power has no lethality to irrelevant things, and everything only serves one goal in exchange for the corresponding power that can change the world.

Under Zhao Feiyan's control, the thunder and lightning merged continuously, as if a dragon composed entirely of thunder and lightning appeared.

"This is, your way of hospitality?"

A ball of dazzling white light bypassed the golden thunder dragon, and suddenly appeared in front of Zhao Feiyan whose face was distorted due to excessive force, and then transformed into a finger as smooth as white jade, intending to touch it gently like a dragonfly touching water. on his forehead.

Zhao Feiyan was able to clearly calculate that the Xuanhua outside his body blocked the index finger for about one-twentieth of a second, while the life field on his body delayed nearly one-thirtieth of a second.

The most proud defense of Xuanhuajing spiritual cultivation has no sense of existence in this finger like a flying fairy. Xuanhua, who can withstand the attack of a 100,000-ton nuclear bomb, is as fragile as paper at this moment.

He absolutely didn't want to try it with his own body, what would be the consequences of being pointed by this finger. Instinct told him to escape, there was no other choice!

So in less than a tenth of a second, he exploded from zero speed, dodging a distance of nearly twenty meters.

But this kind of escape didn't seem to be very useful, because while he was running for his life, the fingers in front of him were also moving like shadows, and the target was always on his forehead.

One person and one finger chased and fled, and finally in the eighth tenth of a second, Zhao Feiyan felt that his reaction was delayed by a slight delay in the continuous violent explosion, and then he was tapped on the forehead.

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"No!!!" After feeling that this finger had penetrated his skull without any hindrance, and even penetrated into the brain, he frantically let the Thunderbolt of Wishing to bombard the one in front of him, bringing him the source of boundless pain .

He didn't have any time to think about why his strong steel bones were as fragile as tofu.

The crazy Zhao Feiyan lost most of the Golden Thunder's ability to control, and could only let them attack Bai Mo with their own mechanism, and was easily blocked by the opponent. Only the finger inserted into his head suffered real damage under Zhao Feiyan's desperate attack.

"The ability is very strong, but unfortunately the user is too weak."

"I'm not reconciled! I still have a lot of useless hole cards! How could it be a spike!" Zhao Feiyan flashed his last thought, and then his mind quickly went blank.

White light was reflected from his pupils. His face, which had been ferocious due to the control of the wish force Thunder, and distorted due to regret, now showed a strange serenity, and the muscles of his hands and feet relaxed abnormally.

"The first one." The finger inserted into Zhao Feiyan's head turned into a white light again, and returned to the white ink hand that had recovered its human form.

Looking at the temporarily unhealed wound on his index finger, he didn't say anything, but let the desire force lingering around the edge of the wound continue to consume with his own strength.

When people all over the world know that they are not dead, this power of wish will become water without a source, and will be completely assimilated in the end.

Zhao Feiyan's body, after the fingers on the head disappeared, lost all support and fell to the ground suddenly. The blood hole left on the forehead after being pierced was filled by Bai Mo with glass that was instantly fired with sand. From a distance, it looked like a third eye had grown.

"How could someone be so strong!" Li Bida, who was holding a jade seal next to him, found that Bai Mo had killed Zhao Feiyan in a flash, and then focused on him, and immediately lost his composure.

The mind that had been completely distorted by revenge temporarily returned to normal under the watchful eyes of the terrifying life like a natural enemy.

"What are you going to do!" He asked calmly.

"It's nothing, I'm not interested in Chuanguo Yuxi. I don't need a dead thing to give such things as destiny and orthodoxy, I can make it myself."