boyutpedia Chapter 2696 The Horrible World-Extermination Grinding, the Unbreakable Backbone
Chapter 2696 The Horrible World-Extermination Grinding, the Unbreakable Backbone
The Great Grinding Mill is the most powerful ancient weapon of the Black Calamity, capable of crushing the world.
During the period of the ancient black calamity, I don’t know how many worlds and universes were crushed and turned into merit.
But now, the Priest of Misfortunes is personally controlling the Great Mill of Extermination.
Its power was fully aroused.
The pitch-black mill, filled with countless dark runes, emerged from the void, covering almost the entire sky.
During the rotation, the endless crushing force fell down.
The surrounding void is cracked and shattered, unable to withstand the crushing force of the Great Mill of Extermination.
In front of the Mieshi Damo, even the solid boundary walls of the planes are as fragile as paper.
"town!"
The priest of the source of disaster dropped a single word.
The great mill that destroyed the world crushed down.
That kind of scene really seemed like a dark sky had collapsed.
A scene of doomsday.
Hundreds of millions of flame meteors are falling, and countless voids are collapsing and collapsing!
"God..."
The monks on the side of the Boundary Sea looked up, and what was reflected in their pupils was the scene of the collapse of the sky and the destruction of the world.
Before, it was terrifying enough for the God of Mythology to trigger the Great Mill of Extermination.
But now, the source of the black disaster, the priest of the source of the disaster, personally controls the Great Mill of Extermination.
That power really lived up to its reputation of destroying the world.
It can be said that if there is no one to stop it, let this world-destroying mill fall down.
The army on the Jiehai side will definitely be shocked to death!
This is simply not human power, but Tianwei!
Emperor Xuanyuan, Xuanyuan Qingxiao, Emperor Xianling, Jun Xiaoyao, and Ye Junlin five people.
They all shot at the same time, and each performed their ultimate moves. At the same time, their divine power was pouring out.
However, the Mieshi Damo controlled by the priest of the source of disaster is so terrifying that it makes one's heart tremble.
All the supernatural powers fell on it, like a mud cow entering the sea, without splashing the slightest wave.
"With one move, you will be wiped out!"
The words of the master of the source of disaster were indifferent and cold.
How arrogant is it to kill five Xeons with one move?
But at this moment, no one spoke out, let alone refuted.
The invincible strength of the Priest of Disaster Source is already there, and he definitely has the ability to destroy the world.
Rumble!
Surrounding the Great Grinding Mill, countless pitch-black runes appeared, as if they wanted to imprison the void.
You must completely subdue Jun Xiaoyao and the other five people, and then grind them away like beans!
"You go back first!"
When Emperor Xuanyuan saw this scene, his breath immediately shook, and he pushed Xuanyuan Qingxiao, Jun Xiaoyao and others back.
He is considered experienced, and he has some understanding of the means of the priest of the source of disaster.
If the five of them were really imprisoned at the same time, there would really be problems, and maybe the entire army might be wiped out.
Xuanyuan Qingxiao, Emperor Xianling, Jun Xiaoyao, and Ye Junlin were shaken out by Emperor Xuanyuan.
He is alone, facing the world-destroyer who is like a dark sky!
"Father!"
Xuanyuan Qingxiao made a sound, and it was difficult to maintain that detached calm in her state of mind.
Emperor Xuanyuan, with a very calm expression at the moment, neither happy nor sad, looked at the falling Shishidaimo.
"Oh? Xuanyuan, you still have the spirit of sacrifice and dedication as always."
Seeing this scene, the priest of disaster source spoke lightly, with a hint of irony in his tone.
He doesn't care much about this situation, anyway, to him, Jun Xiaoyao and others are just the difference between early death and late death.
Now, he is like the director of a scene, and the ending is in his hands.
In his opinion, the stubborn resistance of Emperor Xuanyuan and others was undoubtedly just adding a little bit of boring fun to him.
Emperor Xuanyuan sacrificed Xuanyuan's golden body, with golden divine patterns pervading his body.
Between the eyebrows, a golden family pattern also emerged.
At the same time, he displayed some kind of secret technique, and his body swelled against the wind, turning into an incomparably magnificent and vast emperor's shadow!
This emperor's shadow stands up to the sky and stands on the ground!
Just like the sky and the earth, the prestige is shocking!
He raised his hand, like a pangu opening the sky, and like a god and demon splitting the world, bombarding the world-destroying mill!
Alone, hold up the dark sky!
And behind him, there are countless beings in the world!
This scene is so shocking!
It's like a reappearance of ancient history and mythology!
One person stands upright and protects the common people!
"Emperor Xuanyuan!"
"Lord Human Sovereign!"
The army of the sea, countless creatures, looked at the figure of the man holding up the dark sky with trembling eyes!
At this moment, that indomitable back and unbreakable backbone are deeply engraved in the hearts of all the creatures in the world!
"Xuanyuan, if you want to be a hero, I will help you."
"But being a hero requires paying a price."
Seeing the sentient beings in the realm of the mountain and the tsunami, the priest of the source of disaster said coldly.
He pressed down with one hand.
The World Exterminating Great Mill was also blessed with terrifying dark power, and it spun, erupting with even more terrifying suppressing power.
Crack!
As strong as Xuanyuan the Great, with the blessing of Xuanyuan's golden body, there are cracks in the physical body at this moment, and it is disintegrating.
Blood spurted out one by one.
That is, the blood vessels were under great pressure and exploded directly.
Emperor Xuanyuan was soaked in blood, and his hair was stained red with blood.
But his expression was as cold and serious as ever, without any change.
"Master of Disaster, my Xuanyuan clan was the first to take root in Jiehai."
"Jiehai is the root of my Xuanyuan clan."
"If you want to destroy Jiehai, you must first step over the emperor's corpse!"
Emperor Xuanyuan shouted angrily, his hair fluttered, and he let out a long howl, which shook the vast expanse for thirty thousand miles!
He held up the sky with both arms, as if he was holding up the eternal sky, but he was actually holding up the Great Mill of Extermination for life and death, preventing it from coming down!
"you……"
For the first time, there was a wave of fluctuation in the tone of the priest of the source of disaster.
To be honest, in terms of opponents, he has never seen such a stupid and stubborn existence like Emperor Xuanyuan.
"Xuanyuan, you once cultivated to participate in good fortune, and you are expected to step on the fairy road, just for this mere boundary sea and mere sentient beings, is it worth it?"
The priest of disaster source sighed.
Those who know the current affairs are heroes, and Emperor Sansheng is happy to cooperate with him.
As for Emperor Xuanyuan, he was so stupid that he spent all his cultivation to strengthen the Great Immortal Formation of Origin of Myriad Realms with his body and suppress himself.
Hearing the words of the priest of disaster source, Emperor Xuanyuan stared at him with blood-stained eyes.
"Master of Disaster, you are not considered a human being, so you will never understand."
"What is home, what is root."
"Jiehai is the root of my Xuanyuan clan."
"Without roots, without a home, even if I become a fairy, so what?"
"Still just a homeless person..."
"And now, even if I fall, I die."
"At least, I can be buried in my homeland, and the fallen leaves return to their roots."
Emperor Xuanyuan spoke in a calm voice.
Not very passionate, but it did everything.
Perhaps, with Emperor Xuanyuan's talent, he can become a fairy, go farther, and go to a wider world.
but……
So what?
When he looked back, he found that the way home was no longer there.
Looking around without relatives, who can understand the loneliness?