Chapter 1200 Spirit 7 The Strong Natives

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The void was trembling, the air was burning, and the earth seemed to be experiencing a magnitude 18 earthquake. The sky was shattering and the earth was riddled with holes, and the plates were shaking continuously.

"Should he be dead?" The purple-haired man said to himself, his eyes like sharp swords, full of wildness, exuding an aura of death.

Like a madman, he fired more than a hundred magic core projectiles in one breath, finally stopped the fire output and looked around quietly.

As far as he could see, the sky and the earth were scorching, with thick smoke billowing, and a sea of ​​fire raging into the sky. There was no trace of Ye Tian.

More than a hundred magic nuclear projectiles are equivalent to the energy output of a billion-ton nuclear weapon. Although the explosion locations are scattered, the final destructive power cannot be compared with that of a billion-ton nuclear weapon, but it is still shocking enough, half the The 50-million-ton fusion nuclear weapon tested by the fighting nation a century ago was even worse.

"What kind of magical weapon is this? Is it the ultimate trump card of the great empire in the world? It's so unbelievable."

"With such ferocious firepower, why didn't you bring it out earlier? If you had brought it out earlier, there would be so many things that could have happened, and the young demon king would have been killed."

"Who are the three people on the top of the mountain? They look like they have an eastern face."

…

At this moment, the whole world was shocked.

It was just a gun, but it exploded with the destructive power of nuclear weapons, which made people on the earth unbelievable. It felt like watching a science fiction movie, which was very unreal.

"Brother Ao, kill him. You promised to teach him a lesson." The beauty in the short skirt complained, her cherry lips pursed, and her jade cheeks felt cold.

"Brother Ao made a mistake for a moment, so I'll give you a clue. However, it doesn't matter if he dies. Isn't there still a native who can control the No. 0 armor? He must not be much worse than him. Brother will catch him later and give it to you. Servant." The purple-haired man said hypocritically, his lips seemed to be smiling but not smiling, giving people a sinister and treacherous feeling.

The No. 0 battle armor native he mentioned was naturally Huangfu Jinghong, but he didn't know he had died in Ye Tian's hands.

"No, he's not dead!" The silver-eyed old man suddenly spoke with a solemn expression.

His brows and forehead bones glowed, and his spiritual power radiated to all directions like a big net.

In the monstrous firelight, he discovered a breath of life, and it was moving quickly.

boom!

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a golden figure suddenly rushed out from the raging sea of ​​fire. Like an indestructible sword, it tore through the sky and pierced the sky. It was incredibly fast and pointed straight at the three of them. Standing hills are coming.

"It's him, the Young Demon King!"

"Oh my god, is this physical resistance to nuclear weapons?"

"To a certain extent, that's it!"

"Now it is certain that nuclear weapons with small and medium yields cannot kill the Young Demon King. Only nuclear weapons with super high yields are possible."

"The great empire of the world is in danger, and this time it has really hit the wall."

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At this moment, countless people exclaimed, and the whole world was boiling again.

"Damn it!" the purple-haired man yelled angrily, his eyes blazing fiercely, rubbing the magic cannon in his hand, and was about to output firepower again.

Because of the comment made by the silver-eyed old man just now and the beauty in short skirts who favored Ye Tian, ​​he had no good impression of Ye Tian and vowed to kill him immediately.

He didn't think that the magic cannon couldn't kill Ye Tian, ​​but that all the magic core projectiles just now failed and failed to really hit Ye Tian. Otherwise, even if one hits the target, it will be enough to pull out several layers of skin on Ye Tian's body.

Moreover, what he just fired was only the lowest-level magic core projectile. The most powerful magic core projectile in the storage magazine weighs a hundred tons, and one has the explosive power of a tens of millions of tons of nuclear weapons in human society on earth.

He gritted his teeth, fiddled with the magic cannon twice with his right hand, and switched the magazine to high-level magic core projectiles.

But just when he was about to deliver firepower, the beauty in the short skirt stepped in front of the gun and said to the purple-haired man: "Don't kill him, he is my slave. I'd better catch him."

Not trusting the purple-haired man, the beauty in the short skirt took action on her own.

The silver chain in her hand suddenly swung out, and the stars flickered. In an instant, thousands of chain shadows appeared, and they became extremely thick, criss-crossed, and intertwined into a huge net made of stars with a snap of her fingers, rushing towards Ye Tian. Cover the direction you came from.

Countless people looked at it in a daze. The beauty in the short skirt performed this operation as smoothly as water, which was dazzling.

The huge starlight net was like a galaxy hanging across the sky, and thousands of stars shone brightly, making the void gorgeous.

Boom!

At this moment, Ye Tian suddenly raised his hand, and the earth and mountains burst into pieces. It was like a god taking action, and it actually grabbed an earth dragon vein, which was thousands of feet long.

Ouch!

A giant dragon stretched across the sky, and a dragon roar resounded throughout the world.

Many people still vaguely remember that in the battle between Yancheng and Shili Yanshan in the Chinese state, Ye Tian also used similar magical powers to control the dragon veins of mountains and rivers during the battle with King Tianmu.

In the eyes of countless people who were stunned and frightened, Ye Tian held the tail of the dragon, as if he was waving a real dragon, and smashed the silver chain net that came down.

Boom!

The sky collapsed and the earth shattered, and the void was dazzling, as if the sun was shining all day long, with billions of rays of light piercing people's eyes.

The sky was filled with fragments of silver chains, broken into countless pieces.

The earth dragon vein in Ye Tian's hand also disappeared, perishing together with the silver chain.

"My chain of stars." The beauty in the short skirt screamed, her face turning pale.

The Galaxy Chain is made from a divine material in the starry sky of the universe, the Galaxy Sacred Sand, which has been refined over thousands of times. It is self-evident that it is precious.

However, there are also some powerful monks who can absorb starlight and refine it into divine sand. However, the efficiency is very low. They can only refine a few grams in a year, and compared with the divine sand in the starry sky of the universe, the quality is far inferior.

The beauty in the short skirt immediately became angry. She could no longer remain calm and calm, and shouted: "You despicable native, I will trample you under my feet forever, just like stepping on a native dog."

Then, she was about to rush out and have a fight with Ye Tianlai, but she was held back by the purple-haired man.

"What an interesting native. I'll go meet him."

Before the beauty in the short skirt could express her stance, the purple-haired man dodged and rushed out, his fighting spirit high.

"Take this."

Suddenly, he turned around and threw the magic cannon to the beauty in the short skirt.

"Aboriginal, you've angered me." With an angry roar, the purple-haired man turned into a black light and rushed out.

While running, he saw that his body suddenly glowed, and dense lines appeared. These lines were magical and complex, flowing on his body like liquid.

In an instant, these densely packed magical patterns intertwined into pieces of streamlined armor, like tungsten steel, dark in color but as crystal clear as jade, covering his whole body, and assembled into a body-covering armor.

When the battle armor was formed, the aura of the purple-haired man suddenly changed, as if a demon god came into the world, and his terrifying aura shook the sky.

"Armor No. 0!" Ye Tian's mind moved, and he suddenly thought of the armor on Huangfu Jinghong.

However, this armor is obviously many times more advanced than Huangfu Jinghong's armor.

This is a kind of intuition. Ye Tian can really feel the explosive power contained in the armor, like a landslide and tsunami.

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