Chapter 43 Civil War

In the lava, high-energy particles began to emerge.

This was the "voice" of the Ningming. Since these high-energy particle beams had passed through layers of lava, been refracted countless times, and interfered with and mixed with each other, even if a Ningming came and stood in the core circle, it would be impossible to hear the high-energy particle beams in this chaos.

In the eyes of the Ningming, this language was the voice of evil that was extremely chaotic.

"They are coming!"

This thought fell into the huge network formed by the Ningming. It began to expand like ink. While copying this line, each Ningming was also quickly understanding this fact.

Thus, an unprecedented huge magic circle was unfolded.

Under the spectrum of the unity of the Ningming, the force of the Yuan magnetic field shrank to the extreme, forming a spherical barrier composed of seven-color mysterious light, wrapping the entire core of the earth.

Glebe Jinglun pointed at the city wrapped in magnetic gas and smiled: "Look at those distorted lights! The beasts are howling."

In the eyes of the Ningming, the light of unity of the Ningming was also a meaningless blasphemous spectrum.

Under the protection of the chief guard, the King of Light rushed out of the Great Light Palace. He was suspended at the edge of the protective array, staring at the beasts through the translucent film.

In sharp contrast to the strict array of the fierce beasts, the fierce beasts were scattered.

For a moment, Wang Qi even felt that he saw a star map in the lava.

Among them, there were 22 great-born fierce beasts. All 20 of them had reached the initial stage.

However, for these left-handed practitioners, every fusion is a potential great-born beast, and every split spirit is a potential fusion.

For the fierce beasts, every light from the outside world is an enemy.

The King of Light roared: "Come on! I'm here, you beasts, come on!"

"Your Highness!" The chief guard said anxiously: "It's dangerous here, Your Highness is weak, please retreat..."

The King of Light sent out a quick light and said: "No need. Uncle, you are also a strong man and can fight. I stand here, which is equivalent to you standing here. I want to see how those beasts die!"

The chief judge was suspended on the other side, looking at the loose group of Ningming, and the light color was not very good.

"These beasts still remember the pain." Costa Justice ordered: "Prepare the magnetic bubble! Fire in volley!"

The next moment, countless Yuan magnetic gas compressed by magic power was ejected from the magic weapon, crashed into the sky at sub-light speed, and then exploded. One by one, the Yuan magnetic field spread in a spherical shape. The Ningming who were caught off guard were like the human race caught in a meat grinder, instantly shattered, and dissipated like a dream bubble.

Each magnetic bubble can take away dozens of Ningming.

But...

"The effect is too poor!" Costa Gongzheng thought to himself.

The Ming people have almost no static mass, and their large magic weapons are made of metal crystals, which are extremely massive [relatively speaking]. The Ming people have no concept of "aiming" at all. Because these large magic weapons can never keep up with the movements of the Ming people themselves. So "a hot line sweeps across, countless enemies are wiped out" cannot be seen here. The speed at which the Ming people rotate the muzzle cannot be compared with the local escape speed.

What their magic weapons fire is the "ammunition" that restricts the power to one point and releases it all at once after reaching a specific distance.

"Ferocious beast! Don't hurt my compatriots!" Glebe Jinglun shouted, condensing fifteen groups of high-energy particles. These clumps disappeared and flashed in the lava, obviously moving at a very fast speed. The high-speed moving high-energy particle clumps drew a huge net in the void, and many magnetic bubbles were ignited by him before they approached the fierce Ming group.

"No, we can't defend like this..." Glebe Jinglun found that there were still fish that slipped through the net, so he made up his mind and approached the core circle!

"Don't go deep!" A Mahayana period Ningming reminded. Glebe shouted: "I'm just blocking this wave of attacks..."

In a trance, Glebe's front was shining brightly.

At this moment, Costa Gongzheng stepped out of the protective circle and rushed to Glebe Jinglun.

The Yuan magnetic vortex rotated. The scorching sun bloomed.

"Not good! 'Great harm'!"

The Ningming Mahayana were also shocked and attacked one after another.

However, the hasty attack did not penetrate Costa's Yuan magnetic energy. The heavy energy rotated at a high speed, and cleverly unloaded this round of attacks.

The gap between the great perfection of the Mahayana period and the early stage of the Mahayana period was clearly revealed at this moment. Costa had already used magnetic energy to lock Glebe's escape light. Hundreds of tiny and sinister fire attacked Glebe from the front. Glebe's feeling at this moment was exactly the same as the feeling of the human race when they saw themselves being pierced through by dozens of iron spikes.

"Zhen Beast!"

"Go to hell, Yan Beast."

Although neither side could understand the other's words, their similar cultural roots made them say similar words at this moment.

Then, a rainbow of light.

Costa Justice had retreated into the defense plane. The light waves around him were turbulent. Immediately, a judge brought a large number of golden elixir-like light balls.

In the core circle, there was plenty of light and heat. Cultivators below the Nascent Soul stage could easily absorb light and heat until they were full. Therefore, there was a new industry inside Zhenming. They stayed in the core circle, and in addition to practicing every day, they absorbed light and heat, and then condensed the excess power into a condensed and non-dispersed Yuanqi group. The structure of the Yuanqi group was similar to that of a golden elixir. Inside Zhenming, there were specialized cultivators who made a living from this, using their labor in exchange for cultivation methods, guidance from famous teachers, and the like.

This is the "agriculture" of the Fire People.

As soon as Costa's magnetic energy was collected, he rolled the hundreds of energy balls into his body. His light color was slightly better.

Outside the core circle, a sad light appeared.

It was Glebe Jinglun.

He did not die, because another Mahayana period Ningming came over and exchanged his life for injury, and launched a fierce attack on Costa.

Costa thought that if he attacked the beast again, he would be surrounded, so he retreated immediately.

"Judge! Mighty!"

"Judge! Mighty!"

"Judge! Mighty!"

The chief judge's act of brazenly killing a powerful enemy in the siege undoubtedly boosted morale.

Costa Gongzheng said heroically: "Come!"

And a hundred miles away. The leader of the Ningming showed a sneer: "The head of the three evils is really powerful."

He shouted: "Brothers! Get ready for 'Ji Yan'!"

In front of all the Ningming, there was a group of high-energy particles gathering.

For Nengming, this is both language and magic.

""""""Scream!!!!!!!""""

High-energy particle beams descended from above like a rainstorm!

Wang Qi's body on the starship felt a faint pain in his eyes.

Bright, too bright.

Countless ripples appeared in the defense layer supported by Nengming. And high-energy particles are highly permeable. The King of Light felt a foreign force infiltrating his body. His body was out of balance, and he retreated while emitting a sharp light [screaming].

"Don't panic!" Costa Justice sneered: "That's all they can do!"

The rainstorm composed of high-energy particle beams did not break the dam of magnetism after all. Although the rich high-energy particle environment made Ming uncomfortable, the defense was still there.

Almost every Nengming commander went to the battlefield for the first time - of course, it was also the last time.

But Costa Justice had already faced such a situation several times.

He was familiar with the opponent's skills and could judge the situation.

"Scream! "

The second wave of attacks also came.

This time, Zhe Ming did not panic. The referee controlled the large magic weapon and began to fight back.

"Free shooting!" / "Shh!"

Human vision cannot withstand this kind of battle. Light, all light, both sides are light. Magnetic fields, radiation, high-energy particle flows or other similar things continue to bloom, bloom, bloom, and bloom in this small space. After the light overlaps, the human eye can't see anything.

It was a splendid battle.

Both sides have put all their strength except the Mahayana period. In the shooting, the figures of Zhe Ming continued to be destroyed. And in the defense circle, Zhe Ming who formed the formation continued to die because of exhaustion of power.

But the chief referee just stared at the outside world, eating the Yuan Qi balls one by one.

He knew that this was the most favorable condition.

Zhe Ming is closer to the core of light than Ning Ming, and it is easier to recover-they can get supplies naturally.

As long as it lasts...

"We can't let this go on. "Leader Ningming said calmly.

They also knew this problem. The ferocious beast had an absolute advantage in the terrain. If he consumed too much mana here, it would be difficult for Ningming to make continuous breakthroughs in the subsequent battles.

For Ningming, the sooner the protective shield was broken, the better.

"It's time." He said: "Old Seven, Old Eight, call two newbies to cover me. "

Looking at the light band below, he smiled.

It was a minute later when Costa Gongzheng sensed the crisis.

He felt that several forces were gathering together and were approaching here quickly. He did not leave. It was not so easy to break the defense circle built by the Wanwanming Clan with the help of the power of the earth's core and the management of the first generation of King of Light. If they really approached this defense circle, he could rely on the defense method to kill them all.

However, several auras pointed at him. Costa had to stop.

There is no doubt that Zheming occupied the geographical advantage, but Ningming occupied the time. King of Light was still young, Gandogon was seriously injured, and no scattered Mahayana appeared. On the side of Zheming, there was only one Mahayana, Costa Gongzheng, and There will only be this one.

He must not die no matter what.

Just this moment of hesitation made him miss the opportunity to intercept the opponent.

The weak life fire of the leader of the Ningming burned for the last time.

It was not to continue anything, but to return to the last light.

The middle stage of the Mahayana.

He remembered his past.

The late stage of the Mahayana.

He remembered the reason why he took this step, and remembered the great evil that he had repelled.

There was only a little bit of life left... maybe a few minutes.

However, he had been preparing for this for several months - this was the entire time of his Mahayana career.

The great perfection of the Mahayana.

The four Mahayanas who covered him and forced Costa to retreat suddenly turned back at the fastest speed.

It only took a little time for them to escape from the last area.

"Time is up, fierce beast." The leader of the Ningming smiled and said, "Come on."

When his life entered the countdown of seconds, his cultivation also reached the peak. Infinitely close to the fruit of immortality.

At this moment, he chose to self-destruct.

Light and heat bloomed.