The Marshal's Lady of the Actor [Interstellar]

Xiao Wutong's eyes split open.

The golden film is connected by the runes engraved on the surface of the ship. The powerful destructive power of these runes is unique in the world, and no mecha can resist it at all.

Wanting to use the weapons of this world to break through the membrane is like smashing steel with a block of tofu.

Qi Chen's mecha can't do anything at all.

"Save Senior Brother!"

The moment the words came out, the system had already controlled the mecha to rush out, but at this time, he was too far away from Qi Chen, and he couldn't get there before the golden film swallowed him.

Xiao Wutong shouted: "Attack!"

The system fired two shells.

The shells rushed to Qi Chen's side at the fastest speed, and their attack target was not Qi Chen, but the opponent.

Collision together, resulting in huge fluctuations.

Because they were so close, Qi Chen's mecha was forced to be swung backwards a few meters by the impact. He reacted quickly, and immediately rushed backward before the golden film could catch up, and escaped dangerously. come out.

But at this time, one arm of the silver-white mecha has been completely corroded.

Qi Chen didn't pay attention to these, instead he looked at the mecha who came to rescue him.

"Indus! Why did you come out!"

Xiao Wutong pouted with dissatisfaction on his face: "Of course I came to save senior brother!"

"I don't need you here! Go back!"

Qi Chen wished he could pull this little boy out of the mech and beat him hard.

Didn't you see how dangerous that golden film is!

Just like that, you dare to run out casually! ?

Xiao Wutong ignored it.

"Brother definitely needs me! I know how to get in here!"

In this world, only he can decipher this attack.

The things produced by the ascension stage powerhouses, or in other words, the ascension stage powerhouses in a state of mental breakdown, cannot be deciphered by just anyone.

Xiao Wutong still needs to thank the current operator of the mausoleum, at least the other party has not discovered the truly terrifying aspect of this tomb.

Qi Chen looked at his beloved boy seriously.

He never wanted to drag the boy into any dangerous thing, getting into the airship was a complete mistake!

But now, if the boy can enter the golden membrane, he can only accept the other party's help.

Because no one can crack this thing.

The Union Marshal knows all too well.

This film does not belong to any existence recorded by the Alliance.

"How to do."

Xiao Wutong was overjoyed upon hearing this.

This is blatantly agreeing to him to help!

"Fly to the center! I'll open the door!"

The middle part is the weak area of ​​the entire talisman network. Xiao Wutong followed behind Qi Chen and controlled the mecha to rise rapidly. When it rose to the front of the huge open shell of the mausoleum, it stopped immediately.

At this moment, when Qi Chen stopped, the golden film was about to cover him.

The silver light suddenly appeared.

Xiao Wutong raised his hand, and his fingertips drew a pure white light.

That is the appearance of highly condensed spiritual power.

He stared at the golden film and said softly.

"Please let go, brother."

In the still illusion, the transparent soul rises slowly, breaking away from this frozen time.

Rumble!

The tribulation and thunder sounded again!

The spiritual power surged out crazily, bursting the meridians.

Xiao Wutong leisurely released the spiritual power from his fingertips.

The ejected power surged out along the narrow passage, and from the outside of this ordinary mech, the pure white light was like a silver blade, avoiding Qi Chen in front, and directly splitting the golden film.

The door is open.

Qi Chen didn't delay at all, and rushed in directly.

The silver blade turned into a solid barrier, holding the small gap tightly, Xiao Wutong followed behind Qi Chen, and rushed in in an instant.

In a short moment, the golden membrane has already begun to close.

Qi Chen frowned and looked forward. He was already quite close to the mausoleum, but was blocked by the golden film, and the distance was much further away.

At the same time, Shen Qi who was in the mausoleum naturally also found them.

This time, there is no huge alliance fleet to share their worries.

Crazy attacks flocked to the two weak mechas.

Qi Chen gripped the long sword tightly with his remaining arm, and said in a low voice.

"Indus, you follow behind me."

But from the communication channel, there was no response from Xiao Wutong.

Xiao Wutong's condition is quite bad.

The tyrant's mausoleum was built by him in his prime, and it was also the place where he was buried in his previous life. He was able to temporarily suppress the influence of the mausoleum on him only by relying on the half of Qi Chen's soul that existed in his body.

But now, in order to break the attack of the golden film, he withdrew Qi Chen's soul, so the soul and spiritual power began to riot.

time is limited.

He tried his best to seal the pure white spiritual power in his body, before the power could be vented, Xiao Wutong's eyes began to turn blood red, but his brain was unusually clear.

"System, I will direct and you will control."

he said coldly.

The system lives in Xiao Wutong's sea of ​​consciousness. When Xiao Wutong opens up all the authority of the sea of ​​consciousness to him, the two can know each other's thoughts even if they don't communicate.

So Qi Chen saw Xiao Wutong avoid the attack and fly towards the side of the mausoleum at an extraordinary speed.

He was startled, and quickly chased after him.

The speeds of the two mechas are one behind the other, the speed is actually comparable, Xiao Wutong's eyes searched quickly on the shell, and finally stopped at a certain place.

He stared at that point.

All formations have formation eyes, and he built a mausoleum based on formations. As long as he finds the formation eyes, the power that suppresses him can be released.

Once the formation is broken, he can immediately break free from this suppressed situation!

The impact of spiritual power became stronger each time, and the pure white color of the mech became more and more intense, which was the materialization of overflowing spiritual power.

The white porcelain-like skin was cracked and bleeding red cracks spread from the soles of the feet all the way to the face.

Xiao Wutong snorted.

But at this moment, he finally found what he was looking for!

An angle that can penetrate the eye of the array!

If others look at it, this must be just one of the hard shells on the surface of the mausoleum, but in the eyes of Xiao Wutong, this is the only flaw left by him back then!

In the past 3000 years of energy consumption, in the hands of the operator who doesn't understand anything, this insignificant flaw has finally expanded enough to turn the tide of the battle!

Xiao Wutong no longer suppressed his spiritual power, he generously let go of the meridians all over his body, allowing the spiritual power to spurt out from his body.

The pure white spiritual power as vast as the Milky Way spewed out from the cockpit of the mech, rushing frantically towards the shell of the mausoleum.

The torrent was originally small, but in just a few seconds, the pure white spiritual power had expanded to the size of a warship.

When Qi Chen arrived, he could no longer see the boy's mecha, only the mighty white river illuminated the universe so brightly that everyone, whether outside the golden film or inside, Everyone paid attention.

The spiritual power penetrated the shell of the mausoleum without hindrance.

The power of the formation tried in vain to stop this deadly attack, but it was easily broken through.

Xiao Wutong's eyes were empty, and he stared blankly into the sky.

The blood flowed out along the cracked skin, and before it fell to the ground, it turned into dry traces under the impact of spiritual power.

He could no longer control his spirit power.

Just like a flood, he let go of a sluice gate, and the water gushed out violently. The force was so thick that it would completely destroy the dam before it all flowed out.

By this time, no one can stop this wanton force.

Unless the boy wakes up again.

Xiao Wutong was pulled back into the illusion by the formation.

Jie Lei rolled in the sky, and the cultivators looked at him expressionlessly.

"Why don't you die!"

"You traitor!"

"My lord! Look! The realm of comprehension has collapsed!"

"My lord! We have already followed your orders, can we let the Demon Realm go for a while?"

Xiao Wutong's eyes swept over them one by one.

Those people were dumb-faced and said the words that had already been set.

Silver light flickers in the dark clouds.

He lowered his head and held his brother in his arms.

That is the dead brother.

He slaughtered all of Tianjianmen, and only brought Qi Chen back.

Locked in the dungeon of the Demon Realm, tortured every day to relieve the hatred in my heart.

He at that time never knew, didn't know that Qi Chen didn't want him to find out the truth, didn't want him to be sad, hopeless and blame himself, so he kept hiding the truth.

Until the torture he inflicted continued to escalate, the man who only thought about his beloved boy finally died on the battlefield.

Xiao Wutong got the victory he wanted.

He slaughtered all the cultivators in Lancang Continent, and all those who betrayed him.

and then?

Indus~ You are really damned~

The faint voice returned.

But this time, something warm came up from behind and hugged him into his arms.

All temptations were dispelled.

Outside the illusion, in the cockpit of the mech, the boy vomited a mouthful of blood.

He frowned tightly, as if immersed in a nightmare.

The mighty spiritual power gradually turned from pure white to gray, and then settled into gloomy black.

Qi Chen felt strange, he stared at the torrent of power for a moment, then rushed in without hesitation.

The high pressure of spiritual power directly impacted the precarious soul, and all the control systems in the mech failed in an instant.

The shiny mecha shell began to rot and peel off in a short period of time, and the impact of spiritual power was definitely not something any mecha in the world could resist.

But Qi Chen has no time to worry about these things.

He was drawn into a fantasy dream.

The gloomy sky, the crowd of walking dead, the rumbling thunder, a thin and emaciated young man kneeling in the mud.

Indus?

He wanted to move his body, wanted to touch the desperate looking boy, but when he moved, he heard a clanging sound.

Looking down, he saw that his whole body was shattered into tiny pieces, which were carefully connected together by silk threads, and fixed into the current appearance. With a slight movement, there would be a collision sound.

How is this going?

Spirit power completely out of control.

Fortunately, before Xiao Wutong lost his mind, he had already determined the end point of this power. Even if a large amount of spiritual power began to disperse in all directions, some of it went towards the target, towards the so-called formation eye.

The turbid light spread towards the surroundings, and when the concentration of power exceeded a certain limit, the color also disappeared.

Shen Qi suddenly felt a chill down his back.

He licked his lips, calmed down, jumped out of other angles of the mausoleum, and found the two intruders.

It was beyond his expectation that the golden film was penetrated before.

But what's the use of it, those two idiots still want to die here?

Just as he was thinking like this, the command room suddenly brightened up.

So bright!

The dazzling white light filled the entire space. Under this light, he couldn't even see his own hands clearly, and it became very difficult to breathe.

What's going on here, what's wrong in the mausoleum?

He turned around and looked towards the large white light behind him.

After the momentary glare, the white color began to fade, revealing some shadows indistinctly.

Shen Qi's eyes widened.

He saw the light that filled the room, being slowly drawn into the corpse on the ground.

The shriveled muscles of the corpse slowly stretched out, the dry skin was gradually stained with blood, and the skeleton-like mummy gradually plumped up.

rattling.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but he heard such a sound.

Looking again, the mummy has become a living person, with a healthy red face and strong limbs. Except that it is not breathing, it is almost like a sleeping person.

Who is this guy?

Shen Qi heard a faint voice reply in his head.

—he is a tyrant!

Warm power came continuously from behind, Xiao Wutong's thoughts slowly pulled away from this cold space, he didn't look back, he just covered the invisible arms that embraced him with his hands.

"Brother, I'm fine."

It's just that I was confused by this illusion again.

It is worthy of being made by myself to kill myself.

Even after 3000 years, he always knows what scenes can easily confuse him.

But now is not the time to indulge!

Now he is no longer alone!

He has friends, relatives, and seniors!

No matter what, you can't be immersed in the past, just don't come out.

Xu Shi could feel his mood, Xu Shi's formation that suppressed him finally dissipated, Xu Shi's inner demons that had been in his heart for a long time were finally broken, this sky, this sky finally revealed a ray of sunshine.

The light broke through the darkness and fell on the ground with a warm force.

Xiao Wutong narrowed his eyes and looked up.

Under the sunlight, he vaguely saw countless people.

They stood behind him, smiling and calling Daoist one by one.

But in front of everyone, there was only one person with a frosty face, but there was a greasy indulgence hidden in his eyes.

he called him.

"Sycamore."

It was light.

Wutong's body bounced suddenly, his straight body suddenly bent down, and his chest heaved greatly.

In the cockpit of the mech, there was only the sound of his violent breathing.

But gasping for breath, the boy laughed.

It was low and depressed at first, and then laughed crazily.

I laughed so hard that I even coughed.

"System!" The laughter came suddenly, and a cold smile remained on the delicate face, the young judo said, "Go forward."

The boy in his arms disappeared.

Qi Chen was confused for a moment. He looked to the side, but found that the indifferent crowd had disappeared.

There seemed to be only darkness left.

No.

What else.

Qi Chen followed the feeling in his heart and looked to the side.

He saw another self.

He stared at him blankly and without emotion.

Who is that?

do not know.

Qi Chen looked at each other coldly.

But there is a sense of longing in the soul.

Slowly, slowly, these two identical people began to approach.

They fit together seamlessly.

A huge flame burns in the universe.

Unlike any mecha or warship attack, this is a real burning flame, the temperature and power are enough to melt the thick shell of the mausoleum.

Xiao Wutong's attacks are always chosen at the most important places, and every attack will cause huge shocks.

The flames started to burn.

In the middle of the tyrant's mausoleum, the porthole covered by thick scales was finally exposed, through the transparent glass, everything inside was clearly revealed.

The enraged Shen Qi blamed frantically, and his appearance was shown on the screens of the command rooms of all the warships through surveillance.

This really lost the demeanor of a star thief leader, like a lunatic.

Someone faintly felt abnormal.

But they soon forgot about it.

Xiao Wutong's flame finally burned up the entire surface of the mausoleum. This unreasonable and terrifying flame fueled by spiritual power was suddenly extinguished at a certain moment.

Leaves a pitted, metallic finish.

Everyone was stunned, but they saw that Xiao Wutong didn't seem to plan to continue attacking, but flew towards Qi Chen's mech instead.

What's going on here?

At this moment, the surface of the huge mausoleum suddenly collapsed, the lights like stars were quickly extinguished, and it was completely dark in an instant.

There is no more light, no more oppressive feeling.

From the outside to the inside, the entire mausoleum was collapsing, perhaps the only thing that was not affected was Shen Qi's command room.

"Senior brother, let's go back!" Xiao Wutong felt quite relaxed after dealing with a major event, and wanted to take his senior brother to leave when he turned around.

Now there is nothing hindering them, and he can finally go back to the central star with peace of mind, and do whatever he needs to do.

But Qi Chen's familiar voice did not come from the other end of the communicator.

Xiao Wutong was a little puzzled, he called Qi Chen's name loudly again.

The communication channel was quiet, and the silver-white mecha missing half of its arm lay silently in the universe.

Coolness hit my heart.

He rushed up frantically, just wanting to jump out of the mecha immediately and hug Qi Chen out.

But the system stopped him immediately: "You are not afraid of walking in a vacuum, but Qi Chen can bear it!"

"Then what should I do!" Xiao Wutong was at a loss.

"Your divine sense! Your spiritual power!" The system hates iron, "Can't you use it freely now!"

Yup!

Xiao Wutong came to his senses, and while calling the system to approach, his consciousness had already spread out.

Up and down, inside and out, to check people clearly.

Qi Chen sat quietly in the cockpit of the mech.

His whole body was stiff and his eyes were blank, as if he had lost his soul.

And Xiao Wutong did not find the other party's soul.

He was terrified.

What about Qi Chen's soul?

A strange idea popped up, and he looked inside his whole body in a panic.

On top of his ugly gray soul, pure white soul fragments were intertwined and intertwined.

It seems to be merging.

Do not!

That is the fusion, the self-healing property of the soul.

Xiao Wutong felt cold all over.

He knew that the most terrible thing had happened.

Why did he not easily send out the other half of his soul after finding Qi Chen?

Because Xiao Wutong knew that 3000 years ago, in order to save him from self-destructiveness, Qi Chen personally sacrificed his soul, half of the soul entangled in his body, even if it survived by relying on his spiritual power, the most important thing is, Qi Chen's soul has already connected with him.

To heal, it means to fuse his and Qi Chen's souls into one.

This is impossible.

Now, however, because the same soul echoes each other, the fusion has begun.

What should I do?

Doubts flashed in Xiao Wutong's mind.

"Go back to the warship first and get people out of the mecha!" The system said while running towards Qi Chen.

Xiao Wutong nodded in panic, but there are always some people who don't want him to easily divert his attention.

Just when the system successfully dragged Qi Chen's mecha and flew towards the distant warship, there was a sudden noise in the ruins of the mausoleum that had turned into lumps of iron.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The fluctuation of power spread towards the surroundings with a roaring sound, and the relieved people became vigilant again.

They didn't care about welcoming the returning soldiers, but immediately turned their cannons to the mausoleum.

What is it, to come out of it?

The sound formed ripples and spread out one by one. The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped.

A huge black hand abruptly opened a hatch.

Through the porthole on the top of the mausoleum, people could vaguely see Shen Qi dancing and dancing inside. His voice rang out on all the channels with the noise of poor communication.

"go to hell!"

"You all die!"

"I! Resurrected the tyrant!"

"I will rule the whole world!"

A monster-like black mecha emerged from the hatch.

It was a powerful, tyrannical, and unrivaled existence.

Is that... a tyrant?

The author has something to say: Xiao Wutong's letter:

good morning mom and dad

The old man suddenly came out of the ring!

The old man also asked me how I managed to pierce the sky!

I do not know either

but the water has come down

Me my rock!

hey!

Catch the stone spicy!