The Sealer of the Sword

Just like an invisible barrier, countless white rays of light bombarded Yan Ye's body and stopped moving forward. In any case, Yan Ye's body could not be touched, but it was because the compressed magic power hit something. , all burst open with a bang.

The deafening roar and the ashes like a sandstorm roared, sweeping Yan Ye again like the moment—

shhhhhh! ! !

A few sounds of breaking the air, but they bombarded again without stopping!

And at the same time, a huge torrent of magic power, like a wave at that moment, roared from the person in the distance!

The endless coercion and the oppression of magic power are coming in an instant!

Just like an earthquake, the entire castle was shaking violently, the unbearable stones were torn apart in an instant, even the air was shaking, the space was screaming, and magic power penetrated into every molecule and substance. , it seems that the air and space can be solidified by force.

It can be clearly felt that the magic power that struck this time is completely different from the previous few shots.

If the magic power just now could turn a huge old castle into ruins with a single shot, then now—it’s completely preparing for the city of Tu.

That was completely focused on the magician - no, it should be said to be the torrent of magic power of the witch, so Yan Ye couldn't help raising his eyebrows in surprise.

It seemed that he had underestimated that person.

It was as if he wanted to be big without hesitation, so Yan Ye couldn't help but smile at the man's impatience, and when he couldn't help shaking his head, he said, "Although it is enjoyable to fight with beautiful women. Things, as the saying goes, if you don't know each other for a long time, I still believe in it, but it's not like that - I don't have that kind of leisure now!"

In the beginning, the words were like ridicule, but in the end they turned into the majesty of a dragon that was so cold that it had no emotion.

There is no longer any nonsense, and no more blind defense, the sinking eyes glow with a scarlet cold light, raise his feet, and suddenly take a step forward.

Hey.

Gently, just like that, there was a soft sound that was completely opposite to what Yan Ye had just said.

but.

But just like the calm before the nuclear explosion, the white light that had been bombarding him for a second, but stopped in an instant.

Then, just like starting with that, the ground that Yan Ye was stepping on suddenly sank down with a sudden bang, like a huge hole that burst open, and a terrifying huge spider web-like. Cracks swept the entire area!

The torrent of magic power that had solidified around was torn apart instantly, and it shattered like glass. It was even greater than the pressure of the man just now, and it even came with the pressure of crushing!

It was a sense of oppression that seemed to crush everything, just like the majesty of a giant beast dragon in the wild, making the entire ancient castle face down and sunk with a bang.

No.

Not just the ancient castle, but the entire island, including the ancient castle, sank!

Chapter 1415 Gemini? Or just a clone

It was despairing, without the absolute majesty of a rebellious psychology.

Everything is shaking, and all beings are whining. That kick shattered all the last psychological defenses that wanted to resist it at that moment.

Just like a god, and like an emperor, Yan Ye looked at the person in front of him with a sense of calmness as if all that was not made by him just now.

Yan Ye has already subordinated... ah no, it's because of mercy.

If Yan Ye is coming, the kick just now is not just to make the island sink, but to directly disappear the island from the map.

This is not a joke.

After accepting the thousand years of miserable constant baptism in the Dream of Calamity, Yan Yeguang was so terrifying that even he himself did not know the limit of his physical strength and strength.

Because it's very simple, the only opponent Yan Ye has faced for thousands of years is Wei Lingmeng, and Wei Lingmeng's strength is like a hang-up, even if Yan Ye tries his best, he probably won't be able to do it. No matter what, let alone talk about 300 theories to know your current strength.

But there is one thing, Yan Ye is still very clear.

Destroying a city or an island easily is just a matter of one kick and one punch to him.

Now outside, it is estimated that it has already fallen into panic, right?

But it doesn't matter, no matter what happens, it is irrelevant to Yan Ye, and the god of death has no mercy.

All he cares about now is the person in front of him.

The kick just now not only shattered the torrent of magic that filled this space just now, but also shattered that person's heart of resistance.

It's very simple.

Any plans, conspiracy theories or careful thoughts will only be crushed in the face of absolute strength.

Knowing that even if he tried his best, he wouldn't be able to touch any of its existence, and continuing to resist is to pave the way for the subsequent crushing.

This is not the kind of beautiful world in fantasy. The protagonist will survive and work hard because of the halo of various protagonists, and then his strength will skyrocket and push to the last big boss or something.

People die when they are killed.

This is not only clearly understood by human beings, but also by other things.

So until the dust that was swept away by the vibration in front of him fell down again, and the world in front of him finally became clear again, that person did not launch an attack again.

Yan Ye thought just now that if the Sleeping Beauty sitting on the throne opened her eyes, I'm afraid her beauty level would rise to the limit in an instant.

And now-

When Yan Ye thought, it came true.

The long black hair like a waterfall, beneath it, is beautiful and suffocating, and the face of a doll is like an ingenious thing, and the eyes have opened at this moment.

Eyes like the most precious sapphire are looking at him quietly with a complex and self-consciously unshakable and helpless look.