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Chapter 963

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It was as if someone had suddenly pressed the mute button in the middle of the movie.

Everything lost its sound.

One could only see streaks of intense light continuously descending from the sky. They were silent, and even the loud sound was compressed into an inch of destruction. Then, what was set off were thousands of violent waves that swept in all directions.

Waves of air surged, and countless white snow swayed painfully in the wind, forming a new storm. It blew in all directions, violently uprooting everything on the ground and throwing it away.

The world was like a resonating box, trembling under the invisible bow. What followed was a full and impassioned echo of hell.

After layers of protection, the cabin in the forest at the foot of the mountain subconsciously wanted to press Anna behind him, but Yuan Yuan and Anna held hands and pressed him to the ground.

They could only feel the terrible residual power from afar through the painful convulsions of the earth. Through the constantly cracking bunker, they could see a corner of the brutal destruction.

In the melting ice and snow, the cabin in the forest sucked in a mouthful of cold water and coughed violently.

What the f * ck is going on?

Teacher, did someone hack your account too?

Could it be that someone took a risk and got the password for the space-based orbital weapon of the Astronomical Society?

This is going to be a prison in the trench!

Even though he knew that the possibility of this was extremely small, when he thought of his teacher's vast and strange connections, he actually felt that it seemed, seemed, seemed, seemed, that it was somewhat possible!

But soon, such an absurd conjecture was erased by himself.

Behind the bunker, the three of them looked at each other and saw the horror in each other's eyes.

At this moment, what Yuan Yuan felt was the majestic rhythm of heaven and earth. What the cabin in the forest experienced was the cruel cooking of heaven and earth that wanted to put the whole world in a cauldron. What Anna smelled was the malice born from the constant changes, intensification, and qualitative changes.

When everything was integrated into one, such a terrifying scene was born.

And at that moment, what Woodman in the reflection understood was a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Such a brutal method of controlling heaven and earth and keeping everything under the same axis — if he had not already received the news of death, he would almost suspect that Ying Fangzhou had been reborn.

But now, the destruction that was no different from Ying Fangzhou had come again!

"Is this another trick of the calamity musicians?"

Lu Baiyan's eyes were bloodshot.

It was as if it had been ignited by the fire in the sky.

The projection of the National Slayer Crown appeared in an instant. The surging black color quickly rose and spread, blocking the path of the destructive flowing light. There was a constant stream of dancing inky colors bursting out.

The sea of darkness boiled rapidly under the piercing of the light.

Following Lu Baiyan's command, it once again rose up and swelled like an injured wild beast. It roared in anger as it devoured everything in its path.

Then, the invisible brush dipped in ink rapidly drew countless outlines in the sky. It was as if thousands of mountains and rivers had emerged from the ink, forming layers of barriers.

The doomsday painter of the Muse Club!

At this moment, the scenes of hell that had been engraved in his soul in the past reappeared once again. The eternal beauty in the painting collided with the fleeting destruction, setting off a new round of intense changes.

When the dancing ink finally dissipated, the originally innumerable butterflies had become extremely sparse.

And on the tracks that had long since ceased to exist, there was no longer any trace of the train.

In the burning ruins, Lu Baiyan lowered his head expressionlessly, peeking at his burnt cuffs and the scratches on his arms.

Other than that, he was intact!

On his head, the projection of the ancient crown appeared again.

Then, the sparse butterflies swelled again, and endless inky colors spread out in all directions!

"The National Slayer Crown."

In the office of the vice principal of the Ivory Tower, Russell's projection watched the scene from the scene and sighed softly. "As expected of the authority of the Road of Heaven's Inquisition. The enhancement of the Road of Heaven's Inquisition is too exaggerated."

As the symbol of the Road of Heaven's Inquisition and a miracle engraving specially designed and created for the future Dongjun, the National Slayer Crown did not adhere to the situation of the crown. Instead, it existed in the form of a book that recorded events.

Its function was not complicated. No, it could even be said to be simple and crude.

In addition to the protection of the user, the enhancement of divinity, and the sustenance of the correction value of the Road of Heaven's Inquisition, there was only one function.

— — By consuming the correction value, the large group of stigmata bestowed by the Sublimator would all be raised by one level!

In other words, as long as one wore the National Slayer Crown, one would be able to obtain a large group of stigmata that exceeded one's limit in advance.

If Huai Shi, as the Great Si Ming, could only distribute the stigmata of three Young Si Ming, and at the same time, each of the three Young Si Ming's stigmata would be distributed to three Mountain Ghosts …

Then Lu Baiyan would be able to receive the treatment of the Dongjun in advance, and distribute the stigmata of three Great Si Ming!

Then, from these three Great Si Ming's stigmata down … Not only would he have more than twice as many people as Huai Shi, but he would also have two of the same level of combat power!

Even if the large group of stigmata was generally weaker than the Sublimator, Huai Shi was not facing one Fourth Stage.

But three Fourth Stage!

This was the most terrifying part of the National Slayer Crown. It increased the original human wave tactic of the Road of Heaven's Inquisition by three times!

And now, Lu Baiyan was finally serious!

At this moment, when the long prelude finally came to an end, under the majestic surging sea of ink, Lu Baiyan moved forward step by step, withstanding the countless cannons and moving forward.

Towards hell!

When the continuous and terrifying cannons finally stopped, the ground was already devastated.

The howling wind finally stopped, and when the flying snow fell, he finally saw the gate to hell in the distance, and the figure that was blocking the gate without him knowing.

In the wind and snow, he stood there holding an axe.

The fire at the corner of his mouth flickered.

Just like that, he hummed a vague song, and tapped his fingers lightly on the axe handle, letting the distant melody flow in the wind.

It was quiet and peaceful.

The Wolf Hunter was waiting quietly.

He scattered his fighting dogs, letting them force the prey to constantly reveal flaws and run for their lives. Then, he slowly closed the encirclement, leaving only the final path.

Just like that, he waited for the prey to walk into the trap …

When the lone wolf, who had nowhere else to go, looked at him coldly, he raised his face and revealed a warm smile.

"Looks like I don't need to introduce myself."

Huai Shi looked at him and sighed. "You're so well-prepared … Are you sure you have me?"

"Yes."

Lu Baiyan nodded coldly. "Does this world need a second Great Si Ming?"

"What a coincidence, I think so too."

Huai Shi nodded empathetically.

At that moment, the killing intent between them slowly spread in the surging Origin Substance, colliding with each other, shooting out countless sparks in the void.

The Fate of Great Si Ming collided with each other.

Divinity surged.

But for some reason, Huai Shi seemed to be in a daze, as if she was thinking about something else. Suddenly, she asked, "That's right, what do you think of my family's Crow?

Although it's a bad thing, I still miss it after not seeing it for a long time. Do you have anything you want me to convey? "

"…"

Lu Baiyan didn't answer, he couldn't be bothered.

His expression was calm and cold.

It was just a moment of confusion, but it didn't escape Huai Shi's eyes.

He didn't understand what he was talking about, and he didn't understand why he would ask this out of the blue. He also didn't understand why his smile suddenly became so mocking.

It was as if there was some rare treasure that he didn't know about!

At that moment, the wind and snow were torn apart by the blazing flames.

That pair of burning eyes was already very close to him!

Yu Bu rushed forward and slashed his axe towards the Level Four Sublimator in front of him, who was in his peak state. Great Si Ming sighed regretfully.

"Then, aren't you going to lose for sure?"

Boom!

The empty wasteland seemed to have welcomed a tide of people in an instant. The two of them didn't move at all, but countless phantoms appeared in the wind and snow, disappearing in a fleeting manner.

Accompanied by countless metallic lights, it was so ferocious that it sent chills down one's spine. It was as if countless swords and blades grew out from the snow after the spring rain.

It was difficult to distinguish the flashing figures, one could only see the dark torrent sweeping out from behind the two of them.

All the phantoms of the two Great Si Ming were released in an instant. As Shadow Burial flashed and appeared, they began to fight without retreating in this short distance.

Only bits of ink and broken metal pieces fell from the sky.

Soon, the phantoms released by Huai Shi were covered by the torrent that was more than ten times stronger.

"Shadow Incarnation?"

Lu Baiyan shook his head and raised his palm: "Huai Shi, seventy years ago, I was tired of this trick — there's still a lot for you to learn!"

Accompanied by his words, two phantoms that were identical to Lu Baiyan appeared on both sides of him from the surging ink. The buff of the National Slayer Crown reappeared, and the Origin Substance of the three Level Four Great Si Ming spread out violently.

Then, a low voice overlapped and spread out.

"Heaven Style Horizontal, Yang Separation Death!"

That was the power inherited from the Path of Heaven's Inquisition. Huai Shi had not crossed the Fourth Level, so he could not use it at all, nor could he come into contact with it.

Combined with the memories of the National Slayer Crown that belonged to this path.

— — Divine Mark, Heaven's Inquisition!

Originating from the ancient records of Eastern Xia's history, it contained the doubts and hopes of countless people. After combining the miracles of the world and the reflections of the gods, it formed countless applications that were almost all-encompassing.

The secret ritual was activated!

Heaven's Style Vertical and Horizontal, if the Yang Qi dissipated, death would befall — —

All things had their own rules, and once the Origin Substance that represented life dissipated, what awaited them was only the end!

At this moment, waves of darkness gushed out from the Ruins of End projection behind Lu Baiyan. Wherever it passed, all of Huai Shi's phantoms were wiped out, and the Origin Substance within was completely devoured, returning to Lu Baiyan's Ruins of End!

It had become his power!

With the support of the National Slayer Crown, Great Si Ming, who had grown to the limit, easily crushed Huai Shi's power. Then, he began his cruel plundering!

But then, his expression changed abruptly.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes.

On both sides of him, the two Great Si Ming's phantoms shook violently, and several gaping wounds appeared on their bodies.

The light of steel surged out from within.

It was like a seed of steel had sprouted from the flesh, tearing apart the phantoms. Countless crimson blades formed by overlapping crow feathers pierced out of the phantoms — —

In an instant, he was injured!

Lu Baiyan opened his mouth in shock and coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Then, he saw Huai Shi's pitiful gaze.

After being locked up for seventy years, was there something wrong with his brain?

Daring to eat the food of the Cooking Demon, did he really think he was Guo Shouque?

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