Star Wars Civilization

Looking at Holy Demon Ling Yu, Chen Zheng felt calm in his heart.

He felt that he should be angry, or should be excited, because the person in front of him was the culprit who led the Holy Demon Realm to launch a war and invade the Origin Realm 420,000 years ago.

But his heart was only calmer than that.

"I'm sorry." He bowed slightly to Holy Demon Ling Yu, "I underestimated you. This is a very rude behavior. I should understand that as the supreme ruler of a plane, you will never be weak. "

"What is this?" Holy Demon Ling Yu smiled, "A declaration of admitting defeat?" [

"No." Shen Zheng only said one word, and then powerful power surged from his body. In a flash of light, the Holy Spirit boy appeared beside him carrying the Moon Blade. After smiling slightly, he held the Moon Blade from behind. Take it off and hold it in your hand.

"This power..." Holy Demon Lingyu stared at the Moon Blade with a look of surprise in his eyes. "It's that guy from the Ancient God Realm..."

"The senior holy beast from the Ancient God Realm turned its remaining power into a weapon and gave it to me." Shen Zheng said slowly. "Your Majesty, what a coincidence. My insect spirit also has an independent will and fighting ability, and it is also closely related to my power. You are fighting two of me at the same time."

"Interesting!" Saint Demon Ling Yu smiled, "I am more and more convinced that you are the source world's greatest hope in this plane war. If you are destroyed, the source world will be finished this time."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand and assumed a fighting stance, and the Hidden Mist Elf also raised his hand. The illusory fingertips glowed, and he slowly drew a pattern in the air.

Shen Zheng's eyes darkened. Naturally, he couldn't give the opponent a chance to draw the formation, otherwise he wouldn't know what kind of secret method he would radiate. As Shen Ying's brother, Shen Zheng understands the horror of the Mystic Master more deeply than others.

Immediately, the Holy Spirit boy started to move. He danced the moon blade and rushed towards the Kirigakure elf. The moon blade brought out a ray of light and slashed towards the Kirigakure elf.

However, the Kirigakure elf suddenly dodged and gave up on the unfinished formation. His body suddenly shrank, and his arm turned into a heavy hammer. With one hammer, he knocked away the Moon Blade. The Holy Spirit boy was shaken by the huge force and his body was numb. It flew out at once.

"You were fooled." Holy Demon Ling Yu smiled again at this time, smiling calmly. At this moment, he stretched out his finger, and a ray of light immediately turned into a huge formation, directly encircling Shen Zheng in it. A phantom-like force rose up, and no matter how hard Shen Zheng tried to resist, it remained unmoved and enveloped Shen Zheng in the blink of an eye.

"Goodbye, young man." Holy Demon Lingyu waved his hand. "You, the Origin World, should record my deeds, because in that case, you young people can know what my real power is."

Is he actually the mystic mage, but the insect spirit is the fighting type?

A flash of lightning flashed in Shen Zheng's mind, but he understood it too late. That power had completely restrained him. No matter how much he struggled, he felt that the world around him gradually changed and turned into a huge abyss. He fell downwards. He lowered his head and looked down, with no end in sight.

Is this the secret method of space transfer, or some kind of illusion?

Shen Zheng let go of the power of his mind and scanned around, but he couldn't scan anything but nothing.

After a long time, he felt fresh air and flowing wind coming from below. The wind was weak at first, then strong, and finally turned into a huge storm, making him lost in it. He resisted with all his strength, but it had no effect. He had no choice but to let the wind pick him up and throw him down, slamming him to the ground.

Amid the roar, he felt pain all over his body. It took him a while to get relief, and he slowly stood up.

There was bluestone ground under his feet. Such a strong impact did not cause any damage to the ground. He looked up and saw that the bluestone ground extended into the distance, seemingly to the edge.

Looking around, there was nothing but the bluestone floor extending along the edges.

What is this place? A real space or an illusory fantasy? Shen Zheng was confused, randomly set a direction, and walked forward slowly. He suddenly found that the ability to automatically generate a linear map in his mind disappeared. No matter how he walked, there was only one point in his mind. [

I haven't actually moved?

He was confused, then jumped up suddenly and flew in one direction.

The points in my mind are still points and have not turned into any lines.

"Young man, what are you looking for?" A voice suddenly sounded behind him. Shen Zheng turned around suddenly and found that where there should have been nothing, there were palaces, thrones, and numerous warriors.

He turned around again, and behind him was the palace corridor that stretched all the way, and the many warriors standing on the corridor that stretched as far as he could see.

"I'm asking you a question, where are you?" The voice came again, and Shen Zheng turned his head. In front of him were ten steps. At the end of the steps was a high platform. There was a man in gorgeous robes sitting in a throne on the platform. He has a delicate face and a voice like a silver bell. If it weren't for the two small mustaches under his nose and his flat chest, people would suspect that he is a woman.

"Who are you? Are you the master of some mysterious realm, or a phantom in my mind?" Shen Zheng stared at him and asked.

"It doesn't matter who I am, what matters is you." The man smiled, "Do you know who you are? Do you know what you want and what you are looking for? Have you ever thought about what you want? It’s actually in your hands, but you didn’t realize it?”

"Holy Demon Ling Yu, don't play such tricks with me." Shen Zheng did not continue talking to the man, but raised his head in the air and spoke loudly. "Come and fight me openly. This kind of fantasy trick is very interesting."

"You young man is very rude." The man on the throne frowned. "I decided not to talk to you anymore and just kill him. Who can get rid of this annoying but polite person on my own?"

"I'm coming!" One of the warriors strode out. The man came to the throne, knelt down on one knee and saluted, then turned around and flew down the steps to come to Shen Zheng.

He took off the helmet that covered his face, revealing a face that was familiar to Shen Zheng.

Captain of the second division of the Wolf Fang Legion, he once helped Shen Zheng and supported Shen Zheng's old boss, Feng Yu.

"Shen Zheng, I didn't expect to see each other again so soon." Feng Yu smiled, his smile was the same as before, which made Shen Zheng nostalgic and excited. He stared at Feng Yu blankly, but did not speak, but his lips trembled slightly.

"You made the wrong choice." Feng Yu shook his head and sighed, "It's really wrong. What do you want to get? What you want to get is actually already in your hands. No one in the entire Source World is your opponent. , if you want to become the master of the source world, no one can stop you. You don’t have to be the hero to save the world, and let others give you the power of the source world. "

"Are you finished?" Shen Zheng asked Feng Yu with a smile on his face. Feng Yu read the past friendship in his eyes, so he stretched out his hand and gently put it on his shoulder.

"Shen Zheng, choose again, you still have a chance."

"Are you done?" Shen Zheng looked at Feng Yu, with a trace of sadness in his eyes. Then, with lightning speed, he broke Feng Yu's neck.

Feng Yu made a gurgling sound in his throat and stared at Shen Zheng with wide eyes. His thoughts drifted into Shen Zheng's mind: "Shen Zheng, how can you kill me?"

"Although I know this is an illusion, it still makes me sad to kill my friends." Shen Zheng gently wiped the tears from his eyes, and his voice was low and full of anger: "Holy Demon Ling Yu, you Want to play with my mind?"

"Kill!" The man on the throne frowned and waved his hand. Immediately, the warriors standing around him rushed toward Shen Zheng like a tide. They took off their helmets, revealing the familiar faces of Zhang Chenzheng: Qin Mohan, Lu Jin, Liang Long, Qimoya, Lafite, Chai Jingtian...

One by one, old friends rushed towards him with fierce murderous intent in their eyes, waving their hands and releasing powerful killing moves that could destroy him. [

There was sadness in his eyes, but there was no hesitation in his hands. One after another, old friends were smashed by his fists and turned into dust, or they were beaten to pieces by him and fell to the ground dead. He kept killing, and the more sadness in his eyes, the more ferocious his attacks became.

"It's useless, Holy Demon Lingyu, I know all this is an illusion, you can't trap me, you can't defeat me!" He shouted, "Come and fight me openly if you have the ability, this kind of thing hurts Not me!"

"What about me?" A voice sounded, and Shen Zheng trembled.

A warrior came slowly, taking off his helmet as he walked, revealing the face of a beautiful woman. That was a face that Shen Zheng was more familiar with. Back then, it was for the owner of this face that Shen Zheng gave up his studies. It was also for the owner of this face that Shen Zheng became an insect planter, starting a prelude to a legend.

That's Shen Ying.

Shen Zheng's hands were shaking, as if they were exhausted from too much killing.

"Brother, you won't kill me, will you?" Shen Ying came over slowly with tears in his eyes, slowly approached, raised his hand, gently hugged Shen Zheng, and laid his head on his chest.

"I am Xiaoying, not a phantom, but the real Xiaoying. Brother, do you still remember when we first met? I was full of panic at that time, but you comforted me and gave me your most beloved toy. ;Do you still remember when I was sick? You tried your best to hide it from me, but you went to join the army in exchange for enough funds to cure my cancer..."

Shen Ying was crying while talking.

Shen Zheng's eyes couldn't help but become hazy. Faced with such a heavy shadow, his emotions overflowed irresistibly, and he opened his arms and hugged his sister tightly.

"I can't forget." He said emotionally, "I can't forget everything we have done for each other, so I cherish what we have now even more. I said that I want to make you happy, everything I have done , all for this purpose, I will never forget it, so..."

His tears flowed down, but what flashed in his eyes was a determined killing intent.

"I must kill you in this illusion!"

He gritted his teeth, exerted force with both arms, and strangled the shadow into pieces that filled the sky!

"What a hard-hearted guy!"

A loud roar came, and the palace and the warriors standing there disappeared. A huge figure came from behind, shrouding Shen Zheng in the shadow.