Technician’s Manual

A cicada chirped, shaking the golden river, and Yaxiu, whose head was pierced, instantly returned to the state he was three seconds ago!

The past has changed three seconds!

Although Yuan Chan and Fang Chan are one, the life-saving agreement that Yaxiu made with Yuan Chan is still in effect!

After the juvenile white dove poked it, it degenerated by another year, and it looked almost not much bigger than the little silver lamp. But without any hesitation, he raised his cane again and aimed at Ash's head.

However, at this time, they had been in the silver light for too long, and the dazzling silver light smeared them one by one until the joints of their clothes were completely silvered!

Yaxiu didn't have any dodge action. First, facing the fierce power of the gods, there was no possibility for mortals to dodge. Second, he no longer needed to dodge.

The white dove's cane slid across his cheek, only scratching his cheek a little. On the contrary, Yaxiu slashed the cassock with a sword, and cut a huge scar from shoulder to waist on the white dove, and a lot of brilliance burst out from the scar!

This is the second and third effect of silvering.

The heavily silvered targets will have a lot of illusions in their consciousness, so that they cannot distinguish the real enemy's position, and often the attack will fail; at the same time, the resistance of their silvered parts will be greatly reduced, and the magician can easily do heavy damage. The enemy cursed by the silver lamp!

The white dove is one of the few gods with physical laws, and it is also the **** that Yaxiu can kill directly with swordsmanship!

The silver lamp seems to have only one effect of silvering, but it can achieve various purposes such as purification, hallucination, and deepening of damage. And I don't know if it's Yaxiu's illusion, these uses of the silver lamp **** are also very suitable for her fighting style when she was alive.

By now, killing the gods was inevitable. If the white pigeons and bluebirds are not resolved, the two of them will definitely embrace each other again to launch a dark green storm. Only when these gods who hate the Lord Zhan completely fall, can this apocalypse usher in an end.

As a mortal, kill the gods!

Up to now, everyone has gone crazy, including Tamashi, Quicksilver Trojan, Vichy, Youlan Visser, the three gods, and... Ash himself.

For the surviving, for the dead, for revenge, for following Wesser's will... There were so many reasons to choose from, that Ash couldn't even be excited about killing gods. He stared at the white dove, like a beast that grinds its teeth and **** blood, watching its prey.

This time, he was just trying to quench his thirst.

But at this moment, the white dove suddenly bowed slightly to him and said, "Thorn Qingji."

Yaxiu was stunned, and then replied, "Axiu."

The two looked at each other and set up their posture. The robe of the young white pigeon was rustling, and the power of Tsing Qingji was being exerted to the extreme. In an instant, Ash seemed to be able to hear the cheers of the millions of people below, but every time the cheers became louder, the fear in his heart grew. A fiery point, because the cheers are not for him, but for the upcoming assassin!

When the young white dove pierced, the whole world began to shrink, as if time and space were squeezing Ash towards the tip of the cane. This is the dignified and upright spirit of Shi Qingji, who was not caught off guard, only arrived on schedule!

Fang Yuan Cicada appeared on Ya Xiu's shoulder, but this time, it was the square Cicada Wing that shook!

Future Killing Three Seconds Cicada Change!

The magician and the gods passed by, and Axiu's collarbone was stabbed with a circular hole, and blood dripped out. He groaned in pain and fell to his knees. The young white dove threw away the cane, dozens of scars erupted on his body, and the whole person turned into a white light and collapsed, leaving only a pure white dove.

The white dove looked up at this broken world, and rushed towards the crack in the sky with a cry. But the aftertaste of the storm in the air was still there. Every time it flew a little higher, it would be hit by the pebbles, and soon it was smashed into pieces, leaving only a few feathers floating down.

Thorn Qingji, the gods, fell.

Yaxiu turned his head and found that the blue bird had unknowingly gone away. At this time, the storm is no longer obscuring the sky, and the eighteenth floor of the silent spiral has returned to light, but the blue sea before has now turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the blue sky has become riddled with holes and black mud is pouring everywhere, even if the dark green storm It's over, and the end is a foregone conclusion.

However, Jade Bird hasn't given up yet. She has been deeply silvered at this time. Her whole body seems to be made of brilliance. The five phantom wings extending from her waist are so pure and noble. In this filthy and shattered world, she seems to be the only light. .

She pointed to the sky and the ground, and with the clear and melodious singing, countless green birds were trying to mend the loopholes in the sky and fill up the cracks in the earth. Suddenly, she seemed to be saving the dying world.

Only Ashe knows how vicious she is doing.

"Blue bird who hopes to make everyone happy," Ash whispered softly, clenching his sword: "Please listen to my prayer."

Although the blue bird is the **** of the spiritual faction, ordinary swordsmanship and physical attacks are useless to it, but Yaxiu also has the miracle of spiritual swordsmanship.

Miracle · Special Favorite · "Angry Sword, Sad Sword, Love Sword, Music Sword".

Originally, he had a special liking to use the 'Love' magic spirit to transform his emotions, but Yaxiu felt that he didn't need to transform his emotions at this time, and the dark emotions surging in his heart couldn't wait to vent.

As the hearts of the swords are connected, the outside of the mouth honey belly sword is plated with a layer of turbid black like a twisting black snake sword light. As soon as it was released, Ash knew the name of this new miracle:

Special liking · hate sword.

"Blue Bird, I hope,"

The sword edge pierced the chest from the back of the blue bird, and pinned her to the dilapidated stone tablet in front of her. The blue bird raised his head, as if he was screaming silently, but the black snake sword light quickly twisted, tightly binding the blue bird's wings, and turned into a black steel chain to tightly bind her body, locking her to death like a slave. !

"You too can be happy."

Yaxiu tightened the black steel chain and walked back. Every time he took a step, the chain became a little tighter, and the blue bird's chirping was also long. When he walked in front of the little silver lamp, the blue bird was completely strangled by the sword of hatred, and the peripheral vision disappeared, leaving only a delicate blue bird.

But this kind of disaster land of collapse and destruction should only have the rise and fall of crows, and it is not an environment that can be endured by the yearning for a beautiful blue bird. It looked around for a week and tried to find a place to stay, but it was dark red and turbid in its eyes. It let out a whimper, and the blue feathers fell quickly, and when the wind blew it, they dispersed.

If you wish, the gods will fall.

It seems like a no-brainer, and it really is. Unlike these two gods who use a little less, the silver light has the support of Yaxiu's source crystal, and the silver light has not stopped. It is equivalent to the krypton gold players playing free players. What do they use to fight Yaxiu?

Yaxiu squatted in front of Xiao Yindeng, he raised his hand to touch her head, but stopped in the air and asked, "Can I touch it?"

Xiao Yindeng thought for a while, then stood on tiptoe and put his head on Ash's palm.

Yaxiu smiled and rubbed her little head, stood up and looked at the crack in the sky: "But it's not over yet, I want to—"

Boom!

With a violent heartbeat, Yaxiu seemed to have turned on a switch, and everything was changing.

Sound, light, color, air flow... the entire spiral of silence is disintegrating and reorganizing, everything he perceives now is completely different from the past, thousands of colors drown all his senses at the same time. Did God bring so many colors to the world?

Pfft, with an inaudible sound of falling water, Yaxiu felt like he fell into the deep sea. The cold sea water irritated the skin and penetrated into the nostrils. The sourness spread to the eyeballs and melted the eardrums.

Bubbles, he sinks like bubbles quickly.

The deep sea is not dark at all, it is bright everywhere, warm colors are flowing, and cool colors are still. But even in this gorgeous deep sea with myriad colors, there are also four colors that Yaxiu can recognize from a distance.

Deeper than destruction, darker than conspiracy, warmer than death, brighter than joy.

The Four Pillars.

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