Chapter 1819 (1/2)
When a page of gold paper is in the air, a gold font breaks away from the gold paper. If the sun is in the air, all the insects that rush into the holy land are pushed out. Most of the insects are directly crushed into fly ash by those terrible words in the process of being pushed out, just like the rolling wheels.
”Everyone, return to the Holy Land”, a vast voice was sent out, swept by the king of Zerg to the real person of Zhangjiao, who didn't know where. At this time, he appeared again in the sky of the holy land, with a solemn face.
Needless to say, that page of gold paper must be made by him. It can block endless insects with one page of gold paper. We can see how divine this page of gold paper is! After the words on the gold paper pushed the insects out of the holy land, the words in the sky formed a scripture to protect the whole holy land below, and let the endless insects wash away without moving, just like an iron wall.
”Before Haotian Holy Land took charge of the pen broken by the king of Zerg, it was at least a treasure hidden in the nine heavens. Now this page of gold paper has appeared, with the level of supreme artifact. As a great religion that has passed on for many years, I really don't know what kind of details they have,” Ye ran said to himself, looking at all this.
The leader of the sect said that no matter the disciples, the peak owners or the elders of Haotian holy land, they all returned to the Scriptures covering the whole Haotian holy land for the first time. Although the Zerg attack was not long ago, by this time, at least three layers of people in Haotian holy land will never come back.
The unit of the three-tier people who died in Haotian holy land should be calculated at least in tens of thousands. I don't know how many tens of thousands of people died outside. Each of these people is carefully cultivated. They can only grow up after many years of selection, cultivation, teaching of secret methods and practice. But now that they die without money, any people in Haotian Holy Land feel heavy in their heart.
”Did the supreme figure exhaust the Scriptures he wrote before he died? It's useless. It can't stop our Zerg army. Today, the holy land of the vast sky must be lost in the long history. ”The Zerg king saw this situation and spoke again.
Every word of the Scriptures written by the supreme figures on their deathbed is filled with all the painstaking efforts of the supreme figures. It can be said that the gold inscription on this page is the incarnation of the supreme power. This problem is different from that of the supreme artifact. Once the power is exhausted, all the effects will be lost. That is to say, this kind of Scripture is a disposable consumable, Once used, it's gone!
If it wasn't for the moment of life and death of Haotian holy land, the real person of Zhangjiao would not have taken out this thing. After all, this kind of thing is too precious to use.
When the Zerg King finished speaking, only his three fingers stretched out. A purple light ball appeared in the palm of his hand. The fist size light ball, however, contained the atmosphere of destroying everything. It bloomed endlessly, making the whole world submerged in the purple light, and everything lost its color.
With a wave of the hand, the light ball is printed on the Scripture in the blink of an eye. It explodes. The space is twisted and open, and then it is broken. The power of terror is transmitted, and everything is turned into powder.
Such a terrible radiation of energy, centered on the holy land of the vast sky, is being smashed in all directions of the world, and even the aftershocks are spreading to the periphery of the kingdom of heaven. A corner of the Wanyao mountain range is destroyed, and a corner of the distant territory of the kingdom of Wu is also destroyed.
The strong at this level will collapse in every move. It's not that the world is too big, the territory is vast, and the surrounding forces are far apart. I'm afraid that if we don't guard against it, we can directly destroy a super power.
In fact, the same is true, because in the aftermath of this horror, I don't know how many small forces on the earth have been completely wiped out, and no one has been able to survive. They all died unconsciously.
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”Is this the most precious gold book left by the previous generation leader of the holy land of heaven? It turns out that the rumor is true, ”Jiang Chuan said to himself, standing in the void, looking up at the golden paper on the sky.
It is recorded in the ancient books of Haotian holy land that the leader of the previous generation was a strong man of the highest level who had lived for 20000 years. He devoted all his life to calligraphy. Before he died, he did not leave any treasures of the highest level of artifact. However, he wrote a page of Golden Book with his whole life's hard work, which carried all the feelings of his life. After writing this page of Golden Book, the leader emerged, I didn't think it was true. This legendary Golden Book actually existed.
”Why? It's interesting, but I want to see how many times a piece of paper can resist it, ”Rao Youzhi, the king of Zerg, said with interest. He stretched out a finger, and a purple light ball the size of a fist appeared on the tip of his finger, which contained the smell of destroying everything. He flicked his fingers, fell on the Scriptures again, and a series of terrorist explosions sounded again.
But it's not over yet. One by one, light balls appear on the fingertips of the Zerg kings, bombarding the Scriptures. The Scriptures tremble, and the huge words explode and shatter, filling the gap with the follow-up fonts.
But in this process, the golden paper over the vast holy land is gradually becoming dim, and I don't know how long it will last and it will be completely smashed.
In a series of terrible explosions, the incomparable land around Haotian holy land was destroyed, turned into powder, the mountains and rivers disappeared, and became an abyss, and Haotian holy land was like a huge floating island floating in the void, bearing constant impact.
”What can we do...” the holy land of the vast sky, almost out of the real person of Zhangjiao, all the people trembled in their hearts and said to themselves, looking at the real person of Zhangjiao subconsciously.
”It's not polite to come but not to go.” at this time, the real person of Zhangjiao said in a deep voice. A white scroll appeared in his hand, and he waved it out. The scroll showed the coverage of the Scriptures and unfolded in the air.
This is a picture scroll that is no more than two meters long and one meter wide. When it is unfolded, there is no picture on it. Instead, there is only a brush of black ink, just like a brush drawn by a child's random graffiti.
This black stroke seems to be random graffiti, but it gives people a mysterious and incomparable feeling. If that stroke represents the only one in heaven, then the practitioners of Kendo can feel a terrible and extreme sword meaning.