Chapter 1082 Chaotic but funny version of the road

Chapter 1082 Chaotic but funny version of the road

Chapter 1082 Chaos·But the funny version of the road is always

"Fire! Full fire!"

The Necrons' artillery fire was all aimed at the huge dark green body. The most basic sickle battleship was only equipped with one death ray cannon; the higher-level bone claw frigate was equipped with twelve death ray cannons and one death god cannon; the core battleship·Three-eyed Glory was equipped with 128 death ray cannons, 36 death god cannons, and a demon cannon that would only be mobilized at the last moment.

Obviously, now is the last and most critical moment!

"Start! All start!"

In the main control room of the Three-eyed Glory, Xue Na's hands were frantically pressing on the virtual keyboard in front of her. Zhang Heng, who was watching this scene, felt that the DNA in his body was moving.

'Fuck, why do I have an instinctive urge to press a few times when I see Xue Na pressing the keyboard? Could it be that I was a lousy novel writer before I lost my memory? It would be better to die. ’

When the real primary saint descended, the holy way was revealed, and the hymn sounded, the two people in the light curtain were not affected at all.

The defense system of the Necromancer fleet could withstand the attack of the saint level, and with the layer of light shield added by Wu Jie, the two people had no idea what was happening outside. And the two of them were chatting happily, because Xue Na was surprised to find that Zhang Heng not only looked like the Zhang Heng she knew, but even his name was Zhang Heng!

Although Zhang Heng of the Zhongzhou team was obviously not the Zhang Heng Xue Na knew, Xue Na still felt the joy of meeting an old friend in a foreign land. And Zhang Heng was also affected by this aspect, so he could maintain his sanity under the influence of the funny power. It can even be said that another personality forcibly took over the control of the personality and changed people!

So when the two people who were happy and happy came out of the light shield, talking and laughing, they saw the holy battlefield outside, and they were dumbfounded.

Have we entered the time vortex? It was calm just now, how come the outside has become Sarajevo in a short time?

Although she was confused, she still had to do her job.

Xue Na looked at the three-eyed tribe characters and some symbols and runes flashing in front of the keyboard. Perhaps she had left a not very pleasant or too unpleasant memory in the moon [Kunlun·Saint Armed]. The password Xue Na set in the background of the three-eyed tribe's glory warship was extremely simple, which was basically equivalent to [123456].

Anyway, only Xue Na and Barbie had independent thinking in the space necron fleet, so there was no need to set it too complicated.

"Three-eyed tribe's glory, enter the highest combat mode!"

'So girl, is it really okay for you to call a grave the glory of the three-eyed tribe?'

Zhang Heng wanted to complain about this from the bottom of his heart, but soon he wanted to complain even more!

The huge metal pyramid split from the middle, revealing the huge cannon hidden inside the pyramid. Zhang Heng didn't know what to say about this design. If he complained, he was afraid that the warship would be blown up, so he simply left the warship and went to the front line to help.

However, although the design is relatively abstract, the power of the warship is no joke.

As the core main gun of the Three Eyes (abbreviation) fired a charged shot, the surrounding space collapsed. Even the holy body of the Third Heavenly Demon King was blasted open with a huge hole, and countless death series of artillery fire tore countless scars on the Third Heavenly Demon King.

The miracle of a mortal killing a saint does not meet the conditions for activation. Fortunately, even if Wu Jie does not have the authority of the second stage at this time, he is not inferior to the First Saint and the Third Heavenly Demon King.

Even better.

‘Am I lacking a means of attacking a large area? ’

Wu Jie thought of this problem. His skills seem to be mainly based on single kills with a single point of concentration. Even if it is a large-scale enemy, it is to copy and paste the single attack skills countless times and then accurately strike one-on-one.

‘Well, this situation seems to be more suitable for Ultra Bombs, but it seems that I can’t be resurrected if I explode in this situation? How about trying it? ’

Wu Jie’s thinking has not yet been completed, and his body has rushed into the body of the Third Heavenly Demon King.

For any non-holy life, this is an absolute death place.

Decay, plague, and the most deadly, just like the gravity of a black hole, pulling in all the unfortunate people who dare to approach the most dangerous natural celestial body in the universe, sucking the vitality of life.

If the radiation emitted by the body of the Holy Way can only be survived by those who have lit up the light of the soul, then after direct contact with it, only the Holy Level can resist it.

It is incomprehensible, but the wailing that should convey the meaning of pain echoed from the dark green Holy Body.

The dazzling light severely burned this Holy Way body, and the decayed power could not approach the light. The tiny germs were evolved by the light, and for the extraction of vitality, can you say that a bunch of energy has the concept of [vitality]?

Wu Jie thought it did not exist, unless the Third Heaven Demon King could extract vitality from the dimension of concepts, otherwise its means of turning one-ninth of the universe into a desert of life would be useless in front of Wu Jie.

As for the conceptual attack, Wu Jie felt that a mere primary saint did not have such ability.

‘So Zhu Wen’s conceptual God of Death is somewhat supermodel. Sure enough, everything becomes incredible when it comes to Zhang Heng. It’s just that this incredible supermodel and abstraction seems to have not been shown for a long time. No, it seems that Zhu Wen has only shown this supermodel effect within the scope of the [Marvel Universe]. By the way, why does Chu Xuan always look very familiar with the various leaders of the Marvel Universe? Hmm, where does the dripping sound come from? ’

It's been a long day

“Hey, man.” Zhang Heng, wearing an iced black tea suit, appeared beside Wu Jie with a basketball in his arms.

“You, forget it.” Wu Jie shook his head and asked, “How is Xue Na?”

“She is quite stable. We had a great time chatting. She is a good girl, but she lacks the warmth of a family environment.”

“Yes, that’s right. Logically, you two should have met each other a long time ago.”

The Z series story can be without anything, but it cannot be without Zhang Heng. Each story is of different lengths, and most of them are not finished, and they are not even in the same multiverse. But Zhang Heng exists forever. If he doesn't exist, it's just because the story is too short and Zhang Heng hasn't had time to appear.

——This is the law of our ancestors that cannot be changed.

As a part of the orthodox infinite diversity, Zhang Heng's existence is a foregone conclusion, and he is destined to have entanglements with the [protagonist]. Pei Xi, who is still Pei Jiao, is destined to be entangled with Xue Na because of Fu Xi's plan.

In this way, Zhang Heng and Xue Na are destined to know each other.

A memory that does not belong to him but is indeed his has emerged in Zhang Heng's mind.

It was in a small mountain village. A young man who should have been optimistic and cheerful but had no perseverance in doing things came to the mountain village with an urn and became a mountain village teacher. Five years is a long time, but it is not short. In an accident, he fell into a torrent that had just melted the ice and then died in the stream.

After that, he met a young man, a handsome young man. At first, he thought it was a ghost messenger from the underworld, such as the Ox-Headed Horse-Face, Black and White Impermanence, and he also complained about the underworld's keeping up with the times. The ghost messenger was wearing casual clothes. Shouldn't he wear something more serious for such a formal mission?

Later, he found out that it was not a ghost messenger, but the young man was called [Pei Jiao].

He followed the young man to a place called Easter Island, and then a fierce battle broke out on Easter Island. Although he had just died, his own strength was quite good, especially after he took the silver longbow. Then it was the fantasy land of Atlantis, where he and Xue Na met. Although he, or most of them, had a very unpleasant first meeting with Xue Na, anyway, after a very long time, they became partners.

Until the end, the young man who helped him cut off his sins and made him a soul master, the young man named Pei Jiao, became the emperor of men. It was a pity that he could not follow Pei Jiao to the end. When fighting with the elves, he broke through to the level of the demon king by force, activated a mode, and finally died.

But he was not completely dead. The soul was scattered for him. As for the true spirit, there was indeed an existence in the multiverse that could affect his true spirit, but it was obvious that the negative multiverse could not.

The soul turned into fragments and returned.

There are many memory cards like this that do not belong to Zhang Heng, Zhang Heng himself, in Zhang Heng's mind. But there is only this one that can be fully unlocked.

"Xue Na is a poor person. Wu Jie, I want to help her from the bottom of my heart."

"I understand the truth, but can you tell me this in another place?!"

Wu Jie, who was still destroying the body of the third-day demon king, was numb. He was fighting! He was fighting with a primary saint! Do you have to come and interrupt at this time?

The Third Day Demon King was already in a state of shock and anger at this moment. It tried to escape, tried to split itself, and tried to defend itself, but it was all in vain.

Because the Demon God Cannon on the Three Eyes was almost fully charged!

Xue Na was not fighting alone. The two people who rushed into the body of the Third Day Demon King restrained the Demon King very well, and Wu Jie also discovered one thing: this Demon King seemed to be a little too biased. Rather than saying it was a demon god, it was better to say that it was a [Demon King] with some of the means of the Saint level.

Zhang Heng released a plasma firework ray that complained about energy conversion, and complained: "Have I seen this situation there? No, I have definitely seen it. Although it was not seen by 'I' myself, I must have encountered a similar situation."

The Third Day Demon King tried his best to refine the two people who rushed into his body, but was reversely refined by the two people bit by bit. At this moment, the eyes of the Third Heavenly Demon King, which were not very smart to begin with, suddenly seemed to be half offline, replaced by a pair of vertical pupils, and the spore bacteria that originally constituted the body of the Holy Dao also quietly turned into a tiny snake shape at this moment. Wu Jie did not notice this, and the Three Eyes, which was invaded by the snake-shaped radiation, failed to issue an alarm in time.

"Do you have to use the power of plasma sparks?" Wu Jie released his power with all his strength, and Zhang Heng beside him was actually doing the same!

"The Tucao energy is about to explode. It will be consumed to convert it into other energies! Besides, among the energies that have special effects on this guy, isn't your plasma spark power the one I am most familiar with? Wait a minute! I understand what you mean!" Zhang Heng slapped his thigh and shouted loudly: "Get ready, I'm going to use force!!!"

"Wait, wait a minute! Zhang Heng, what are you going to do--"

Under Wu Jie's horrified eyes and the desperate eyes of the Third Heaven Demon King, the light on Zhang Heng's body began to change rapidly. Transformed in the opposite direction of the plasma spark power!

"Fuck! Stop! Stop!"

The plasma spark power and the anti-plasma spark power, two energies with opposite properties, collided violently, and the anti-plasma spark power even perfectly matched the requirements of annihilation with the plasma spark. No matter what kind of energy it is, there will be some waste in the process of annihilation, but the anti-plasma sparks converted from the Tucao energy will not. When the two forces annihilate, they produce an unimaginable huge power, which tore the holy body of the Third Heaven Demon King in an instant.

"Spark·Open Heaven Bomb!"

But at this time, the launch of the Demon God Cannon also began. It was the ultimate collapse, ultimate destruction, and ultimate death. The original intention of the design of the Demon God Cannon was to target the Demon God (Saint), and the best way to destroy the body of a saint is to completely seal this body and then destroy it. In this regard, the chief designer of the Three-Eyed Glory should have borrowed concepts such as the Retreat Cannon, Collapse Weapon, Gravity Weapon, and the Ancient Right Hand.

"Demon God·Retreat End!"

The Demon God Cannon ray just hit the power of the Open Heaven Bomb. Now, the Open Heaven has been created, the End has been created, what is the next one?

The two forces suddenly merged together, and the universe suddenly produced the sound of objects breaking, and then the earth, wind, water and fire all rushed out, but they quickly disappeared. To be precise, the word dissipated is not accurate. It should be that the earth, wind, water and fire were all smashed into a ball by this force and stirred into a misty ash!

——Did you even calculate this! ! !

The Third Heaven Demon King's consciousness, which was already limited, quickly dissipated, but at the moment when the misty ash appeared, at this moment of life and death, the Third Heaven Demon King's will that was about to be dispelled instantly recovered clarity. The Third Heaven Demon King and the snake almost shouted in unison: "Tzeentch——!!!"

The next moment, there was nothing.

Only the gray chaotic airflow announced that a battle had broken out here, a battle involving multiple parties.

"The line of sight has been interrupted, fellow Taoist, it seems that we have all missed him by a hair's breadth."