Chapter 477 A Warship that Cannot Transform Into a Robot Is Not Worthy of Receiving My Sword! (End of Alien 4)

"I say." Zhang Heng took a deep breath and roared: "In order to create that so-called famous scene, he deliberately forced me to be offline for a whole game and relied on my settings to force the plot forward. He even planned to kill everyone. In the end, he couldn't continue writing and wanted to forcibly stop updating. As a result, under the pressure of readers, he finally figured it out and came back to update to pay tribute to Zhang Heng in the best way. He was just short of being cuckolded. Now he doesn't give us a definite answer. He even adjusted the number of words in the chapter and made my appearance time move back again. This guy——"

"You deserve to be defeated for life!!!"

"Tucao energy——+MAX!"

"Green Goblin Skateboard——materialized!"

"One hundred percent of being caught with bare hands!"

"A warship that can't turn into a robot and stretch out its arms and put its hands together is not worthy of receiving my sword!"

"Green Goblin Skateboard, lend me strength!"

In the universe, Zhang Heng stepped on the telekinetic floating cannon, holding the Tucao energy confinement and came out, successfully defeated the Green Goblin Skateboard that appeared again in the resurrection match, and swung his sword at the void!

The Tucao energy collector exploded on the spot, and the endless Tucao energy exploded in the universe, turning into a point, which is called: the laughing point.

The laughing point exploded, spewing out endless jokes.

The jokes gathered around Zhang Heng again, forming a hole like a bright sun.

It is called: brain hole.

The sword fell.

The three Yuanshen stage plus the soul light burned by the negative flames, the severely injured sword cultivator felt that his body had a will, and he couldn't help but kneel on one knee and put his hands together to receive the sword.

If it weren't for the Yuanshen stage being equivalent to the fourth level of the gene lock, which can perfectly control his own body, and most importantly, with the protection of the soul light, the three Yuanshen would have knelt down to receive the sword at this moment.

Even so, they resisted very hard.

Why are there only three?

Because the sword cultivator whose soul light was burned to ashes was powerless to resist!

The soul light is the power of miracles. The soul light is not a physical light, but a metaphor, a description. As the source of immortality, the power that can modify the four basic elements and even compete with memes, the light of the mind is the light of miracles and has incredible power.

The light of the mind is essentially the ultimate path of strength and humor.

But people who don't have the light of the mind.

The sword cultivator's eyes were bloodshot, and his body knelt on the ground completely uncontrollably, with his hands clasped together, facing the direction of Zhang Heng in the space.

Most sword cultivators have a sense of pride in their hearts. The sword is the king of all weapons, and those who practice swordsmanship naturally have a sense of pride.

At this moment, he not only knelt on one knee, but also made such a ridiculous posture. Isn't it embarrassing for him?

But soon, this is no longer a problem.

Because a dead person doesn't need to consider whether he is embarrassed or not.

People are dead, why think so much?

A petite figure appeared behind the sword cultivator, inserted his hand into his body, and grasped his spine. A huge force carrying the killing energy of Gengjin rushed into the opponent's body. The nearly perfect and subtle force controlled every force to tear the sword cultivator's flesh and blood, and destroyed every cell of the sword cultivator. Billions of cells were not missed.

His body melted quickly like winter snow encountering hot oil, and then only a skeleton and an incomplete Nascent Soul were left.

The sword cultivator's Nascent Soul couldn't even escape, let alone resist.

Even though it has entered the fourth stage, the Nascent Soul still remains in the brain.

This is mainly a habit.

The Gengjin energy rushed straight to the brain stem along the spine, and then launched the final strangulation on the Nascent Soul.

The fourth-level intermediate Yuanshen sword cultivator fell just like this, and died very sloppily.

But a sword cultivator in the Yuanshen stage, who even lost his own spiritual light and part of the natal spirit treasure transformed by the Yuanying, what else can he expect?

When Zhao Yingkong pulled back her arm, she was still holding a spine mixed with blood and Gengjin.

"It's straight." Zhao Yingkong looked at the straight spine and couldn't help but sigh: "I heard that sword cultivators are very proud. Today I can see your 'proud'. It just so happens that I also lack a magic weapon. That silly girl, how about doing me a favor?"

Seeing that the spine did not object, Da Yingkong smiled, and her smile was somewhat morbid. But she didn't know that in a certain timeline, she had done something similar.

"Since you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. Oh, big explosion."

The colorful energy gushed out from the distorted space, and the surrounding space collapsed inch by inch.

The three Yuanshen periods didn't know that although the Lord of Comedy had not awakened at this moment, they still needed to rely on Tucao energy to maintain their show effects. But even if they went all out, it was difficult for them to fight against Comedy. The light of the mind is indeed one of the three major roads, on par with power and Comedy, but the people who use it are different, and the effects they play are naturally different.

Three souls who don't even deserve a name, and who rely on cultivation to light up the light of the soul, what can they use to compete with the funny Lord!

Their resistance failed, and they failed to stop the Infinite Zhongzhou team from dying.

The space channel is closing!

But the story is not over, at least not in the short term.

Because it will take time to close the space channel, and this time is enough to do something.

The deadly black fire that spread over the Australian land finally dissipated. In the center of the black fire, a strong young man's body gradually condensed, and the light ball next to it emitted light energy, using energy to condense a substantial body.

"Take my life!!!"

"Honghuang·Creation of the Heaven and Earth!!!"

A stream of light rushed into the space distortion, and he knew that the Lord God would protect him.

He still had things to do, far more important than taking advantage of the last incident to deal with the three minions and the notebook that was not even a minion.

A silver body with golden lines on it rushed into the distortion of space, with enough energy to clean the surface of the earth and return the earth to the Hadean era, bearing the tearing and distortion of space, and rushed into it!

Here, he saw a piece of light, as if it was a huge bright sun, or the entrance to the world of light, huge and magnificent, compared with other light particles, it was simply the difference between the scorching sun and fireflies.

Wu Jie knew that it was the Honghuang Heaven, that was the Honghuang Continent.

He knew that he could even try harder, if he could really fly in, then he would definitely bring a little shock to the Honghuang Continent from the combined semi-transcendent of the outer multidimensional traversers.

But he didn't.

He had more important things to do, the light of the soul was released, and one of the stars in his heart finally flickered slightly.

Success, Wu Jie thought.

In the future, there will be plenty of time to deal with them.

Then, his consciousness fell into endless darkness.

There was only one update yesterday, but yesterday's update was 4,000 words, isn't it still two updates?