Chapter 439

The God of death, which is colliding with Weiyuan star, is actually not a collision, but the God of death has been deeply embedded in Weiyuan star, at least a quarter of it.

Suddenly, the death stopped and stopped moving. I saw that the dark smell around the death suddenly weakened and became almost invisible.

They finally got a glimpse of death for the first time! They were surprised to open their eyes. They couldn't believe that the powerful God of death had such a poor look?

Before everyone was surprised, death suddenly ejected a greater ghost breath. Black matter spreads outward in an instant, no less than the speed of light.

In the blink of an eye, the whole Weiyuan star was completely covered by the ghost breath.

"Ah!" the car would cry out and faint on the spot.

They have personally experienced the horror of the netherworld breath. Anything infected by the ghost breath will lose its vitality exponentially.

Everything in the world has vitality. Even a stone and a sanitary napkin have their own vitality. When the vitality is completely lost, they will return to the atomic state and wait for another rebirth.

According to the observed conditions, is Weiyuan still alive? Even though Weiyuan star has survived this disaster, what is waiting for it is just premature aging.

Fortunately, this outbreak of the ghost atmosphere did not last long. Just a moment later, the ghost atmosphere suddenly decayed, and the whole picture of Weiyuan star appeared again.

Sima Yu suddenly shouted, "the God of death... Is gone!"

Qu Ruqing took a long breath and immediately relaxed. He sighed and said excitedly, "we... Won!"

"Victory? We won!"

The Weiyuan star defense battle ended with a complete victory after the death was forced to flee the battlefield.

The president of the car who was rescued by his men, together with Sima Yu and Qu Ruqing, drove the warship and quickly flew to Weiyuan star. In less than half a day, they had flown to the outer layer of Weiyuan star.

What catches the eye is a deep mess.

The Weiyuan star in front of us was like a piece of bread bitten off, and the missing corner almost went deep into the center of the earth. Dark clouds shrouded the atmosphere, which was covered with lightning, as if preparing to split Weiyuan into two.

Because the sphere is no longer complete, the Autobiography of Weiyuan star becomes chaotic, like a landing football. At present, there are only three warships, and they are unable to sort out the broken planet. They can only let it spin at random.

Sima Yu said with relief, "President Che doesn't have to be too sad. After the war, I will personally write to the God and ask him to repair Weiyuan star at the first time." with the strength of the temple, I really have the ability to repair the damaged star. Not only planets, but also stars and temples have enough power.

The president shook his head and said, "let's go down and have a look first."

When they got close to the orbit of Weiyuan star, the ghost atmosphere had already dissipated. Standing on the track and looking down, it's even worse on the ground.

On the surface of Weiyuan star, there is no building that can exceed ten meters. More than 99% of the man-made traces have been eroded by the ghost atmosphere, and all have become ancient relics.

The three warships landed back and forth in the area of the original main city. President Che, Sima Yu and Qu Ruqing walked out of the warships slowly. The bleak residual wind brushed their faces, and they showed a bitter expression at the same time.

Sima Yu said, "brother Che, if you want to open up, after all, we defeated the shadow Legion. This will also be a heavy stroke in the war history of the temple."

The president of the car smiled bitterly and said, "it's not us... Lying in the trough! Where's Lu Wuyi?"

Sima Yu also exclaimed, "I'm so happy that I forgot him! Herald, hurry to find Lu Wuyi and be sure to find him!"

Only Qu Ruqing said calmly, "maybe we can't find him... If I'm not mistaken, Lu Wuyi was still inside the death when the death disappeared. It must have been... If he didn't die, he should also be transferred to the nest of the shadow army. We..."

Sima Yu punched Qu Ruqing in the face and scolded, "this is what you think? Why don't you die by yourself?"

Qu Ruqing wiped his face and said softly, "if I had the skill of driving the giant spirit God, I would choose to sacrifice myself for the temple."

"Ma De, are you special..." Sima Yu suddenly took out his gun and hit Qu Ruqing's temple.

"Stop! Sima Yu, what do you want to do!" the car will grow up and drink, "you're uncomfortable. Isn't it uncomfortable for the city Lord Qu?"

"I, I, I..." Sima Yu wailed. "I'm so cowardly! I'm ashamed of the cultivation of the temple! I'm a strong God level person, and I let a younger generation of God given period stand in front of us! What qualifications do I have to face all sentient beings! I'm the city Lord, it's not right!"

Sima Yu, a burly and forthright character, even cried like a tearful person.

People around don't turn their heads and can't bear to look again. It's hard to win, but the hero dies. It's hard for anyone. What's more, the hero named temple was still carrying God's punishment before he died.

What an irony!

In a sob, the ground suddenly shook slightly below.

Qu Ruqing quickly exclaimed, "someone! There are still living people! Hurry to save people!"

The president of the car was surprised. At first glance, he exclaimed, "it's Mr. zongmeng's studio!"

"Vertical dream?" Qu Ruqing said, "is that the genius tool refiner who invented the giant spirit God?"

"That's him!"

"Save people quickly!" Qu Ruqing was more nervous than before.

It is indeed a great loss to die a man who can drive a giant spirit. However, the death of the man who created the giant spirit God is an irreparable loss. In Qu Ruqing's heart, there is a set of evaluation criteria. He cherished Lu Xing, but he cherished the temple more.

A group of practitioners soon hollowed out the shelter on the ground. A metal colored ball embedded in the ground impressively appeared in the sight of everyone.

In the jingling sound, the people couldn't break the shell of the ball.

The president of the car lay on the side of the ball and shouted, "Mr. zongmeng! Mr. zongmeng! Can you be inside?"

As soon as the voice fell, a figure suddenly appeared above the ball. It was zongmeng himself.

Zong Meng said, "the war is over?"

President Che said, "thanks to Lu Wuyi, otherwise we will all die without a place to bury."

Zongmeng was stunned, then smiled and said, "the teacher is a genius of Tianzong and will never let us down." since President Che can call Lu Xing's name, they must have known Lu Xing's identity. However, judging from the expression of President Che, Lu Xing's identity must have been a big problem, so zongmeng was relieved.

Zongmeng then asked, "by the way, why don't you see the teacher?"

Sima Yu wailed: "Lu Wuyi, he, he... He has fallen into the death!"