Two or three things in the copy

Not only is the god stewed Guoyun soup gone, but the brain-flavored shabu-shabu has not yet been eaten, and more importantly, watching others eat a whole world is the last one to pay the bill. What could be worse than this.

Thinking of this, Wu Mingkong couldn't help taking a deep breath: "Hiss, damn it, I'm being hasty, I didn't think about it."

This time it was true that Wu Mingkong was sloppy. He recently had too much to eat, so he subconsciously ignored it.

"The plan can't keep up with the changes. I just hope this guy has a sense of sustainable development. Just clean up the Phoenix Emperor and don't open your mouth to eat the world. If this is the case, I can only blame you for world peace." Wu Ming Sora looked compassionate, especially when he thought of the world being swallowed up, tears could not stop falling from the corners of his mouth.

Fortunately, this tentacle-like brain did not eat the world as Wu Mingkong wished, making Wu Mingkong's tears fall from the corners of his mouth in vain. Instead, he planned to go to Fenghuang according to Wu Mingkong's original plan.

The slippery tentacles kept waving and drilled out of the core of the world, but when this brain came out, Wu Mingkong instantly understood what the other party was.

The twisted spirit you want.

It is both a name and a race.

Wu Mingkong, who was squatting in the dark, looked at the twisted spirit, which was the source of the aura, and Wu Mingkong couldn't help but lie: "Why do you all have special effects and names when you appear on the stage? Why don't I What about this ability?"

Think about the Xuanqiong Supreme God back then, when he came out, he also revealed his name, just like a halo, anyone who sees it can know his name, what he is, and how strong he is.

As for the aura exuded by the other party, Wu Mingkong could also tell that he was not someone to be easily provoked, especially with his strength, it really all depended on his brain.

As long as the other party thinks in his mind, he can distort reality to achieve what the other party wants. Of course, if this is a weak chicken, there is nothing terrible, but the problem is that the opponent's strength is about the same as Wu Mingkong, although he is seriously injured and starving. It can be big, but it can't stand the opponent's ability BUG.

This ability alone is probably no less than Wu Mingkong's own world-suppressing supernatural power.

After all, all wishes come true.

Of course, because of the opponent's own reasons, Wu Mingkong found that the opponent's ability seemed to be unable to help him. With this kind of strength, he couldn't even break through his outer shell.

Even in its heyday, it can only break through the outer shell, and the golden elixir kingdom is in the middle, but when this layer is opened, Wu Mingkong, like the other party, has the ability to transform into anything he wants, After all, he is the world, and the other party does not have the ability to affect his kingdom of God.

Moreover, even if it is the outermost shell, the opponent cannot directly influence it. Wu Mingkong's mana is extremely domineering, repelling all non-mana or any derived energy, and under the supernatural power of the world, the opponent cannot be shaken, only indirectly. For example, hitting Wu Mingkong with a fireball is fine, but letting Wu Mingkong spontaneously ignite or a stone grows in his body is not enough.

After the twisted spirit drilled into the depths of the world's core, the shape of its original brain continued to spread out. It looked like an octopus waving its tentacles, but upon closer inspection, it actually looked more like a starfish.

Of course, no matter whether it is an octopus or a starfish, they are all more ugly than bright and empty anyway.

As soon as the twisted spirit came out, it wandered towards Danyang City, the capital of Chu State.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mingkong was stunned, good guy.Doesn't it suit your status to use your tentacles to swipe in the air, especially your huge body looks ridiculous.

But fortunately, everyone in this world is dead, and no one made a mockery, otherwise, maybe the tentacle monster became angry from embarrassment.

Fenghuang naturally sensed the arrival of the twisted spirit that he wanted, and the terrifying aura suppressed the whole world, and the black smoke from the furnace was dispersed by the twisted spirit, making the gloomy world once again. Be bathed in sunshine.

The huge twisted spirit hovered above the palace, the Phoenix Emperor let out a cry, and the bronze cauldron crazily extracted the source of the gods, that is, the mutant aura.

On the dragon chair, the King of Chu got up, and the phoenix emperor pattern on the black armor radiated a faint light. At the same time, countless electromagnetic ghosts woke up from their dormancy, and the entire Danyang City was densely packed with different ghosts in an instant. Laughter and electromagnetic friction overlay.

A gigantic electromagnetic ghost stood up from the palace, and countless laughter and spirit bodies continued to recombine into a whole.

And the laughter turned into ripples that shattered the space and gradually cracked towards the twisted spirit, but the crack in space stopped in mid-air, and there was no way to move forward.

Even at this time, the electromagnetic ghost is constantly collapsing, and it can't even hold a face-to-face.

"Drink~~"

The laughter was suppressed by a muffled groan. In the center of Danyang City, the furnace turned into an army of immortals again. Creatures of flesh and blood climbed up the surface, and the black armored army embedded into the body.

A black steel spear was fired with dead energy and super-concentrated destructive shells by means of mechanical acceleration. On the spear, the slightly entangled state fortune of Chu appeared, making this spear turn into a flying Like a phoenix, it moved towards the huge body of the twisted spirit.

If it's just a single black steel spear, it's fine, the undead army from all over the world has transformed from the state of the furnace to back, and the black flesh and blood creation merged with the black armor army, and at the same time threw the black steel spear Spear, and he himself rushed towards Danyang, the capital of Chu State.

This time it was different from waiting slowly for the Electromagnetic Specter and the Black Armor Army to clear the field before moving in when it was expanding. This time, it went all out, advancing at a speed nearly a hundred times the speed of sound.

It's just a little slower than the speed of the black steel spear.

It's just that no matter whether it's the first black steel spear or the black steel spear that followed, they were all melted away little by little before they approached the twisted spirit. I can see the process of melting, from the bullet of the spear to the body, until there is nothing left.

The attack of the Immortal Army was just a matter of thought for the distorted spirit. The opponent rejected the attack, so the attack of the Immortal Army was invalid.

No matter how many there are, it is just a thought.

The undead army came one by one, and the electromagnetic ghost that was gradually collapsing was quickly cut open at this moment, accurately divided into three thousand parts, and put into the body of the three thousand undead army.

At this time, the Immortal Army is complete. The soul, bone, brain, and flesh are separated into one. The Immortal Army leaps forward, and the whole body erupts like a thunderbolt.

In an instant, the three thousand undead army moved to the sky, surrounding the twisted spirit.

Through the brain-in-a-vat that has been turned into a brain node on the body, the undead army formed a huge formation in the air. At some point, the King of Chu was forced to break through the twisted spirit with the help of the aura of the Phoenix Emperor. The blockade of the thought was transferred to the body of the twisted spirit.

In an instant, the three thousand undead army exploded directly with the puppet King Chu as their target. The terrifying explosion sounded in the air, and a large piece of the entire sky was torn apart.

The dense space fragments are constantly disintegrating and analyzing in the sky.

This move was not only Fenghuang's method, but also Wu Mingkong's smoke bomb. At this moment, Wu Mingkong made an instant move, not targeting the twisted spirit he wanted, but targeting Fenghuang.

Wu Mingkong used his mastery of time to speed up the speed of part of the time of the bronze tripod. In just a split second, Fenghuang lived in the bronze tripod for a hundred years, and all the gods would be absorbed just a little bit.

He had also thought about helping Fenghuang absorb the gods in advance, but when he thought that the thing was absorbed in advance, causing Fenghuang to change, wouldn't he have to eat this bitter fruit, only at this right time, let the absorbed The Phoenix Emperor of the gods does not want to hurt both sides when facing the twisted spirit he wants, but it is enough for Fenghuang to give the twisted spirit he wants.

The self-detonation of the three thousand undead army as a one-time explosive will definitely not hurt the twisted spirit, even if it is blessed by a formation, but the self-destruction is good, that is, it consumes the energy of the twisted spirit itself. The supply is insufficient, if you want to avoid the slightest damage in this explosion, you will definitely have to bleed heavily.

Sure enough, although the sound of the explosion was so loud that even the space could not bear it, in fact, this suicide attack was still distorted and vetoed by the twisted flow of thought.

It was still a matter of thought, but this suddenly made the already serious injury of the twisted spirit even more serious, although it didn't look serious.

But when the suicide explosion brought by the undead army in the sky was completely vetoed by the twisted spirit, Fenghuang's phoenix cry spread throughout the world.

The lines and nodes on the outside of the bronze tripod have long been dimmed, and the gods sealed inside have long been swallowed up by the Phoenix Emperor.

But when Feng Huang flew out of the bronze tripod, the entire Danyang City was covered by Feng Huang's huge body.

This scene looks like the two are evenly matched, but it's just a look.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 629 Jedi Reaching Heaven ([-])

The Phoenix Emperor is flying, showing his wings and soaring above the nine heavens.

As for the distorted spirit, there was no change, but there were unevennesses of various sizes on the body of Feng Huang who spread his wings and flew high.

This is the characteristic that Fenghuang is being rejected by the distorted spirit, but it is a pity that Fenghuang is not an immortal army, it is an existence formed by the fusion of countless auras and national destiny.

Although it is not as immune to the direct interference of the distorted spirit as Wu Mingkong, it also has great resistance. It is not like the Immortal Army. If it is not self-destructing fast, it may be vetoed by it in a face-to-face Lose.

The veto is just an idea of ​​the twisted spirit, and whether this idea is used to fight the enemy or defend, it can be said to be very perfect.

You are invincible, and the Twisted Spirit negates your invincibility, and you attack, and the Twisted Spirit vetoes your attack.

Even if you are constantly jumping back and forth between life and death, the twisted spirit can directly veto your actions.

After Wu Mingkong saw through the other party's thoughts, he always wondered why it was called the spirit of twisting thoughts instead of the spirit of denying everything.

Then Wu Mingkong understood.

This time, the twisted spirit no longer vetoed it.

Devoured, a brand new idea was expressed by the twisted spirit.

The twisted spirit wanted to devour Fenghuang. Although Fenghuang was just an appetizer in his eyes, in the current situation, it was barely a gap between his teeth, but at least it would make his injury a lot better.

Even a little bit at least, and that little bit would make a world of difference.

The thought of devouring by the distorted spirit distorted everything in an instant. In the space, it seemed that sharp mouths were tearing at Feng Huang's body continuously. This invisible and substanceless attack caused Feng Huang's body to burst into space.

So Wu Mingkong is still very greedy for the ability of this aura. This kind of ability that has no taboos and can change everything in reality with a single thought is simply a must for lazy people.

Of course, the energy consumption is another matter. While tearing up the Phoenix Emperor, the extremely slippery tentacles of the Twisted Spirit have become a little dry now, and they look wrinkled and wrinkled.

This is the price, the price of being seriously injured and forced to move.

Although Fenghuang's body was being eaten, he did not give up. Instead, he threw himself on the huge body of the twisted spirit and kept pecking at it. His own aura gave it the ability to shake the twisted spirit. The sharp minions of Ling's body swallowed one of the tentacles of the twisted spirit into his body every time he pecked, to make up for his lack of being swallowed by the twisted spirit.

The fight between the two was extremely fierce, and Wu Mingkong was anxious as he watched from the sidelines. Why didn't the Phoenix Emperor know how to take advantage of it?

The same is true for the spirit of distorted thinking, you just wrapped Feng Huang in it for nothing with such a big physique, and then chewed it up.

Wu Mingkong's behavior is purely to stand and talk without pain in the back. Could it really be so easy to beat so fiercely?

Of course, regardless of the fierceness of the fight now, in fact, the twisted spirit you want has always had the upper hand. There is no way to keep up with the amount of being swallowed by the twisted spirit.

Once in and out, just counting breaths of time, Feng Huang's whole body was bloody and bloody, and even part of the bones were gnawed off. The only thing that remained unchanged was that the ferocious aura did not change, but kept scratching Pecking at the twisted spirit he wanted.

It's another thing to fight, but Fenghuang also made the twisted spirit feel uncomfortable. The place where Fenghuang attacked madly was also dripping with blood, and even a large hole was pecked out, with dry tentacles Constantly filling the vacancy and resisting, but with little effect, every time the tentacles are born, they will be pecked off.

Wu Mingkong pinched the time point, the whole person was in a state of uncertain superposition of time and space, and ran to the position of the bronze tripod carefully to check, the gods stewed the national luck soup, so Wu Mingkong could only replace it with boiled brains .

If this didn't swallow the twisted spirit, wouldn't Wu Mingkong be at a big loss?

He made so many arrangements, and even created the Phoenix Emperor, in order to give him the twisted spirit to compensate for the loss of his gods as costs.

While Wu Mingkong was inspecting, Fenghuang was gradually unable to support himself under the attack of the twisted spirit. Countless tentacles kept flocking to Fenghuang, intending to wrap it up and prepare to digest it all at once.

How could the Phoenix Emperor be willing to wait for death, constantly struggling to vent, and countless auras and national fortunes continued to radiate to resist the devouring of the distorted spirit.

But the arm twisted beyond the thigh, no matter how much Fenghuang struggled, even if he wanted to escape, it was already too late.

There was a mournful cry from the Phoenix Emperor, thousands of tentacles wrapped the Phoenix Emperor tightly, and the chewing sound caused by the tearing of flesh and bones and the shattering of bones was endless.

Seeing this scene, Wu Mingkong couldn't help being anxious, and stuffed a flame under the bronze tripod in his hand. This flame is not ordinary, it is a flame that can burn thousands of existences. Gone.

"Chew slowly, I haven't had time to put the seasoning in the water yet." Wu Mingkong couldn't help but lie for a while, this is sloppy, I didn't expect the other party not to chew slowly.

In the end, I couldn't wait any longer, and raised my hand to pull Heizi out of the Golden Core God Kingdom, and stuffed it into the flames.

"You look at the fire first, I'll pull down the ingredients."

Heizi was stuffed under the bronze tripod in a daze. Feeling the terrifying flames, it seemed a bit inauspicious. Although Wu Mingkong had already been restrained, this kind of flame that could burn existence would not hurt it, and Huo Dou His blood seems to be absorbing the magic in the flame.

After thinking about it, Heizi still obediently lay down under the bronze tripod, watching the flame not be extinguished.

After the twisted spirit swallowed the Phoenix Emperor, a gleam of luster appeared on the huge and twisted body, and the original dry tentacles became wet and slippery again, and the skin texture was comparable to that just after leaving the core of the world. When he came out, he looked a lot better. It was obvious that he had recovered from his injuries.

It's just that before the twisted spirit could recall the aftertaste, an uncontrollable sense of distortion suddenly erupted in the body, and even the shape of the tentacle monster with its teeth and claws curled up in this distortion, looking like a whirlpool .

The tentacles shrank and swayed unconsciously, and there was a churning in the mind. Any thoughts could not be raised, and only the consciousness was blurred.

Part of Wu Mingkong's body spanning dozens of galaxies was liberated, and a twisted but deformed limb full of malice protruded from it, reaching out to the twisted spirit wrapped in countless grotesques.

His use of consumption, poisoning and sap is perfect. When the twisted spirit is dizzy after eating something unclean, he is dizzy, vomiting and diarrhea, and he can send the other party back.

The National Fortune Phoenix Emperor of Chu State is not so delicious. It is Wu Mingkong's creation, and it is not Wu Mingkong's character not to add ingredients to it.

When dealing with existences of the same level, it is natural to wait for a little bit of shame to start, otherwise what should I do if I can't beat the opponent upright and is killed instead.

Huge and frightening limbs bombarded the body of the distorted spirit wrapped in grotesques, but when the limbs touched the grotesque phenomenon, the grotesques were instantly burned up.

These weird existences were burned away. Although Wu Mingkong didn't use all his strength to attack this time, he only left a third of his strength.

When the protective layer of the grotesque and distorted spirit was burned away, the body that was twisted into a vortex-like body due to the added ingredients of the Phoenix Emperor was revealed.

Limbs hit him, tentacles disintegrated one by one, space and time were stretched at this moment, and the consciousness of the twisted spirit, who was thinking in a daze, also woke up in the pain of this moment, but before he could react, the infinite Endless darkness and distortion seeped into his consciousness, and the terrifying ruins devoured his consciousness like an abyss.

With a hook of Wu Mingkong's limbs, he hooked the soul of the twisted spirit he wanted out of the huge body, and the vortex-like body fell into a dead silence, and was accurately punched into the bronze by the impact of the limbs. In the tripod.

Heizi was lying under the bronze tripod, feeling a shock in his head, and got up vigilantly, but the dog's brain directly hit the bottom of the bronze tripod, and he was very anxious when he got up. The sunspot level is high, and this hit can afford a bag.

But the twisted spirit didn't realize this at all, and suddenly realized that it was burning, and what was burning was not only its own soul, but also its existence.

Everything about him has been turned into fuel, and he has no way to resist.

With that set in place, the twisted spirit that he wanted was slapped to death by Wu Ming Kongzhi, without any means of resistance at all.

Retracting his huge body, Wu Mingkong held a group of burning tentacle monsters in his hands, and the tentacle monsters were still struggling.

This thing is the soul of the twisted spirit. The body can be cooked, but the soul can't. It has to be eaten in a different way.

The body doesn't have any consciousness, and it will eat when it eats. The soul is not good.

"Let me check the heat, it's okay, it's okay, it's just been put into the pot, so there's not much problem." Wu Mingkong pulled Heizi out of the bronze tripod, and stuffed the burning soul into it casually.

Heizi looked at Heizi again: "That's right, I've fed you so many flames, you've even enjoyed the life-burning fire at the bottom of the box, it's kind of miraculous anyway."

Burning fire is an external manifestation of Wu Mingkong's burning existence. It is mainly suitable for using fire. In fact, he not only has the expression method of flame, but also water flow, ice and so on.

"Don't add water, let's just wait for drying and dehydration." After Wu Mingkong glanced at the situation inside the bronze tripod, he gave up the idea of ​​adding water and seasonings, and didn't adjust those fancy things, just wait until they are cooked.

Squatting down and stirring the burning soul of the twisted spirit, this is exactly like cooking beans to burn Osmunda, and it is not wasted at all.

It's just that the soul is burning a little fast, Wu Mingkong is afraid that he won't be able to hold his body.

In Danyang City, the capital of Chu State, which is extremely quiet, with the passage of time, the twisted spirit's body is still immature, but his soul is almost burnt out. This makes Wu Mingkong feel a little melancholy. What should I do if the fuel is not enough? .