113 / seven streams

The huge wind blade whistled, and the invisible wind condensed into a body, which also had the power to destroy the dead.

This is not a breeze, but a hurricane that can destroy everything.

The solid objects on the ground were carried into the air and smashed towards Ning Huai.

But Fengqing's attack didn't stop there, the scepter was slightly tapped, and his pale lips spat out another word: "Fire."

The wind assisted the fire, the flames rose into the air, and the flames ignited billowing black smoke, burning Ning Huai's skin.

After a short pause, Ning Huai recklessly ran towards Feng Qing. His body was still burning, his hair and eyebrows were scorched, and only three pairs of eyes remained intact.

He grabbed Fengqing's ankle, but Fengqing rose into the air at that moment, the wings behind him trembled slightly, and he lowered his head, looking down at the world like a god.

Ning Huai roared: "Fengqing!"

His eyes were split, and all three pairs of eyes stared at the person in mid-air.

Ning Huai did it, even if he couldn't remember what the blue bird looked like, the moment he met again, he said that this was the person he was looking for.

But Fengqing just said calmly, "Soil."

The clods on the ground bulged high and were attached to Ning Huai's lower limbs as if they were alive.

This is just a fission.

Ten years ago, Fengqing was on par with him. Ten years later, the other party has become a pollutant. Even Ning Huai has made progress, but Jade Bird seems to be only strong or weak.

Ning Huai opened his mouth and let out a roar like a wounded beast: "I--Ning Huai--"

Fengqing's slightly open lips paused for a moment, then spit out the next word: "Fire."

A cyan fire rose into the sky, overlooking from the sky, the huge flame was like a blooming lotus flower.

At the center of the flame, because Ning Huai's fission body could not withstand the high temperature, the carapace began to melt, revealing the bright red flesh underneath.

The fission body is injured and does not make the body feel pain.

However, at this moment, Ning Huai felt the pain was unbearable.

He cut off the spiritual connection with the fission body, bent down suddenly, and gasped heavily.

The Tigers were very nervous: "Team Ning, are you alright?"

Ning Huai held the long spear in his hand and slowly straightened his waist.

"On the way to God's body, it is full of spiritual attacks. There are three areas in the court, which I call the outer and inner worlds. There is a surface world, a normal street. This should also be true. The world. There are some pollutants in it, but the level is generally around B, which can be handled."

"The second area is called the inner world, which will evoke beautiful memories in your heart. You will get lost in it. If you fall here, you may forget your self and become pollutants."

"The three areas..." Ning Huai subconsciously clenched the gun inside, "I can already see the body of God. But there are powerful guards around the court. They are all pollutants. I am here, I see it. ...everything is green."

"In addition, the white fog inside the divine court has an effect on the human body. It is initially speculated to be weakened and hallucinogenic."

[He's almost right, but a little bit wrong. The previous areas are all in the world. An individual's fantasy product based on reality. ]

If Lu Yan also walked in with the fission body, he would probably see Ning Huai in a certain area, punching and kicking a cloud of air.

The messed up ruins that Ning Huai saw was the true appearance of the divine court now.

If God had not invaded Lu Yan's consciousness space before, this place would not have collapsed so completely.

The tiger's body was shocked: "Every team? He, didn't he already sacrifice?!"

Ning Huai's eyes were bloodshot, and there was an undisguised hatred on his face: ". So I let God die."

Although he was reluctant to accept it, in just a few short encounters, Ning Huai had already understood one thing: every time it is green, there are pollutants.

Now all he saw was a monster with a green shell.

Ning Huai quickly packed up these sad feelings.

He turned on the headset, and even if there was no response, he still stubbornly reported: "Report to the headquarters, I'm 'alpha'. Now this is October 11, 21, calendar year. My team members and I Tiger and Listening are about to execute the second trip to the kingdom of God, and the report is complete."

Ning Huai, who studied nuclear substances before, subconsciously knocked out an a particle when he replaced the number. Later, the defendant's "a particle" could not be displayed in the background, so it had to be changed to "alpha".

Ning Huai was at the head, and the Tigers were at the rear. Lu Yan was suddenly placed in the middle.

He has the lowest spiritual power threshold in the team, and he is not yet in the combat department. The rest of the people think this arrangement is very suitable.

The system said: [How to go is not a big problem, anyway, you will be separated if you are willing. ]

Sure enough, within a few minutes of entering the fog, Ning Huai and Meng Hu each chose a different direction and ran quickly.

From their point of view, they are probably still walking in a straight line.

[Because of the nature of "eyes", you cannot see hallucinations. ]

[However, I don't recommend that you reach the last area alone, you won't be able to beat it. ]

Although the previous areas are fake, it is an illusion created by God.

But the pollutants in the house of God are all real.

There were a total of 10 guards in the Central Divine Court, and 4 of them died in the hunting ground before. Later, Ning Huai's fission body entered the kingdom of God and solved another 4. Now there are 4 left.

The most difficult one to deal with is the blue bird.

[When the blue bird was still the Apocalypse, the spiritual power threshold was 9200. Today, apart from God, the only pollutant in the kingdom of God that has a pollution value of over 10,000... oh. I'm sorry, but now the pollution value of God is not breaking 10,000. It was injured and not yet healed. ]

For the remaining pollutants, the general pollution value is 6000 to 7000. Compared with before the blockade of the kingdom of God, there is not much progress.

in the kingdom of God. Not only humans but also these pollutants are domesticated.

After growing to a level, God will instead find a way to kill higher-order pollutants, so as to prevent his own sub-brain from being uncontrollable and affecting his dominance.

Leaving Fengqing, because over the years, the human apocalypse has become stronger and stronger.

The murderous attacks of the members of the advance party, though not killing God, often wound him.

This is also because, despite the s-level pollutants, God spends most of the year sleeping.

God needs an absolute force to suppress other things.

It is not as indestructible as imagined, the body of God is just a brain flower.

Passing through a long street full of corpses, Lu Yan came to the entrance of the third area.

In the white fog, there were vague footsteps from time to time.

Lu Yan was smoking a cigarette, a little envious of other people who can see hallucinations, at least they won't be as boring as him along the way.

System: [Are you talking about a person? ]

In the white fog, the degree of lesions will rise uncontrollably.

After taking three potions in a row, Lu Yan finally saw Ning Huai's figure.

The degree of disease he gave Ning Huaizhi had probably all rebounded.

Ning Huai's limbs stepped on the ground, and the entire ground was trampled with tiny cracks. Beside him, there were also a few smaller "Ning Huai".

Those are all fission variants of Ninghuai.

Ning Huai glanced at Lu Yan: "You're still walking pretty fast. Where's the tiger?"

Lu Yan pointed to a square: "Over there."

At first, which direction did the tiger run to?

[Good news, there is a guardian of the kingdom of God, under the arrangement of Fengqing, went there to attack the tiger. Now, there are only two guards left to guard the brain flower. ]

[Bad news, the guard that went there is quite strong, Tiger... Well, the outcome is 50-50. ]

Ning Huai frowned slightly: "I can't wait for him. The further the disease is, the faster the disease will increase. I'm about to break 94."

With that said, a small fission body walked out from Ning Huai's side and ran towards Lu Yan's direction with the little spider's legs.

[The outcome is now seven to three. ]

At ‌, Lu Yan was slightly relieved and nodded.

Ning Huai asked, "Are you really able to resist God's spiritual attack?"

Although it was outrageous to confirm it again when it was about to happen, Ning Huai's heart was in a state of unease.

He doesn't have a system and doesn't know how to go forward.

Ning Huai was really desperate, betting on this one in ten thousand chance.

Lu Yan: "Really."

Ning Huai Dao: "According to the data, unless there are 'Familiar' and 'Family' derived from the same pollution source, there is no affiliation between pollutants. These pollutants will protect God, because by being Vice-brain control. Except for mental attacks, God's body has no other attack segments."

"A long time ago, the research institute has studied that destroying the body of God is lethal to it. Even if you can escape death after performing a divine descent, the pollution value will not exceed that of being descended by a god. The spiritual threshold of the believer."

"Pollutants don't have faith, so they're not considered believers. The only choice for God's Descendants is the relatives on the island. These relatives are not strong as a whole. Look for them slowly, and you can always find them."

The system complained bitterly: [As expected, the man who has been dealing with Brain Flower for 45 years in the kingdom of God has said everything I wanted to say. Damn. ]

Ning Huai stared at Lu Yan's eyes and said solemnly, "I will stop other pollutants at all costs, and God will leave it to you."

Because there is a high probability that he will not die, Lu Yan's heart is very calm, and it is difficult for him to give a life-like response: "Understood."

The core area of ​​the central temple is called heaven.

In the past, there are tens of thousands of white souls working hard here. Most of their work is meaningless, and it is only in this way that God keeps these souls thinking and active.

But recently, due to several serious injuries, there are not a dozen white souls here.

Almost all of it is swallowed as a nutritional supplement.

A huge brain spends in heaven, bouncing back and forth incessantly because of irritability.

God has no interest in maintaining the apparent peace of heaven; one jump would crush hundreds of white souls. The white soul will turn into delicious juice and melt into its body.

These white souls fled and hid in every corner of heaven.

After discovering that something was wrong with this hunt, God has already requested the assistance of other S-class pollutants at the fastest speed.

In view of the characteristics of the sea fog, it chose to seek help, the owner of the floating island, a dark crow that can bring bad luck.

This crow can identify the direction in the sea fog and lock Chang Jia's position.

God promises that only crows will come for reinforcements, and it is willing to help crows control other high-level pollutants, making crows the only lord of the sky.

"The person who came is not him, how could he be..."

God remembered the glimpse in the consciousness space, and couldn't hold back the chills in his head.

That power that even it fears, God dare not gamble.

A pure white carrier pigeon cut through the white fog, tied to a letterbox, and flew from the sky.

This white dove has a pair of blood-red eyes that are too coquettish. When it cries, the orange-yellow beak is slightly opened, revealing the serrated teeth inside. It looks like it's only carnivorous.

The pollution value of the white pigeon is not high, and its main role is to transmit messages. Occasionally become a courier at the slaughterhouse, helping with deliveries.

When God saw the white dove, a burst of joyful bio-electric light erupted from the surface of the bright red brain flower: "‌Your island owner replied? Is he here?"

The white pigeon hiccupped and replied in the voice of the island owner: "You lied to the old banyan tree in Luochuan Botanical Garden, how dare I ask for help? Is Perfect Jin so easy to control? Stay in Changjia until you die."

After speaking, the white dove waved its wings and flew away.

Naohua was stunned for a moment, and immediately said angrily: "What?! Come back and make it clear! My God has acted brightly and upright all his life, who did I lie to?"