The moment Lu Xin pressed the sword holder's forehead, huge spiritual power roared, almost tearing his entire body apart.
The huge and solid spiritual power is like a liquid that contains infinite power and is constantly flowing.
The moment it was touched, it exploded with infinite power.
Lu Xin even felt that the moment his palm came into contact with it, all the flesh and blood was peeled away, leaving only a bare bone. Then even the bones were completely carbonized, and then shattered piece by piece. It turned into ashes all over the sky.
This is simply an existence that cannot be touched.
Even if you just take a look at it, your entire mental frame will be shattered and you will go completely crazy, let alone touching it.
"Give mekneel down"
But Lu Xin still gritted his teeth and roared with all his strength.
He seemed to hear his voice being stretched infinitely, and some words were shouted out while others disappeared.
This should be because his body was completely shocked for a moment, his flesh and blood disappeared, and his vocal cords also disappeared.
It¡¯s hard to say whether this disappearance is real or fake.
Because Lu Xin, who has reached the stage of fantasy kingdom, can distort everything around him and form a perfect fantasy.
Of course the sword holder can do it too.
At their level, the boundaries between reality and illusion are blurred.
But Lu Xin still shouted this sentence completely.
Every time his body disappears, it appears again under his will.
Layers of flesh and blood were constantly being opened and closed, and his body turned into fly ash several times and then condensed back out.
In the end, he still knelt on one knee on the forehead of the sword holder.
The left palm covered with black particles was still holding his forehead tightly
"Crack"
Lu Xin¡¯s words represent his will, he wants the sword holder to kneel down.
But the spiritual core of the sword holder also determines that it is impossible to bend the knee, and the two wills have the most direct confrontation.
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"Even if you find the spiritual core, is it too reluctant?"
Farther away, by the high wall of Qinggang, even my father couldn't help but let out a low roar and looked ahead incomprehensibly.
This is the furthest distance between father and Lu Xin.
Because even he couldn't get too close to the sword holder, let alone rush over to help.
In fact, almost everyone in the family stayed away from Lu Xin at this moment.
Not only to protect Qinggang, but also to stay away from the crazy power of the sword holder.
"My father saw Lu Xin falling from a high altitude, colliding directly with the sword holder, and pressing his hand on the sword holder's forehead.
This seemed to remind him of something, and his body was trembling violently: "This is the new him after all"
"Stillthe same him?"
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"Perhaps, there is not much difference here"
And my mother was also watching that scene intently. After a long time, she sighed slightly and stretched out her hands.
One hand reached out to his father and the other to his sister.
The father immediately took a step back warily and said, "What do you want to do?"
Mom smiled and nodded: "Don't you want to see what he looks like now?"
"I think!"
The younger sister looked at Lu Xin and then at her mother, then she plucked up the courage and stretched out her hand to grab her mother's hand.
My father was still hesitating, but he gritted his teeth and grabbed my mother's hand.
So, the vision in front of them suddenly began to be deconstructed layer by layer, as if the origin of the spiritual world began to change.
At this moment, their knees were slightly weak.
They saw Lu Xin kneeling on one knee above the sword holder's head, trying to hold it down to make him kneel down.
He also saw another different Lu Xin, lined up behind him, like a long dragon, extending into the unknown place of nothingness. Some of these Lu Xin passed between them, and some separated from them, extending to the more distant unknown.
Lu Xin became smaller and smaller, from an adult to a child at the end of the road.
Finally, the long dragon reached a palace with a damp and dark atmosphere and huge shadows.
Extending to the deepest part of the palace, that dark chairIt has been a long time, so he has almost become accustomed to it, and as he grows older and knows more and more people, there are also happy and relaxing moments in his life, which makes him almost forget that he still has I have been carrying this kind of thing.
"Huh"
Heavy breathing sounded, and for the first time, Lu Xin felt the existence of this pressure very clearly.
Everywhere, there is no resistance.
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At the same time, Lu Xin suddenly discovered that the sword holder below was making a strange noise.
This made him startled for a moment, and then he understood. He didn't know whether it was surprise or emotion.
The pressure on me is clearer than ever.
And the sword holder has been held down by himself, so the pressure on himself is transmitted to the sword holder through himself.
¡°I have become accustomed to this kind of pressure, but the sword holder obviously cannot.
"Bah bang bang"
A huge sound of bones breaking came from the body of the sword holder.
It was as if the weight of a mountain was transmitted from Lu Xin's body to his body.
The huge body of the sword holder began to slowly lean forward. Under this huge force, his spine formed a weird arc, and chaotic mental power burst out from time to time, like a torn wire. A series of weird sparks
"Snapped¡¡"
The next moment, his body suddenly swayed and one leg stepped forward.
As his body sank, he knelt on one knee and raised his head to bear Lu Xin's pressure again.
But, this is not enough.
Lu Xin had no expression on his face and continued to press down his palms.
Huge power continued to come, and the head of the sword holder who had just stood up sank again.
The huge pressure seemed to make it feel depressed.
The mental power surged crazily, wanting to have a final contest with Lu Xin.
However, under that kind of indescribable huge pressure, it could not even struggle like this to vent. As soon as its spiritual power surged, it was immediately overwhelmed by the more powerful pressure, and it could only hang lower. His head was broken, and all the bones in his body were cracked.
"Huh"
At the moment when the pressure reached its extreme, it seemed as if there was endless air passing through the huge chest of the sword holder.
The terrible wind pressure made a dull roar, like the sword holder sighing in despair.
The next moment, his body suddenly collapsed completely.
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Section after section was shattered, hitting the ground heavily, and then the earth crashed with a loud roar, and the sand rose high.
His body, his armor, his bones, his flesh and blood.
His spiritual power, and the laws that use these spiritual powers to construct his huge body.
At this moment, everything was crushed to pieces by unprecedented pressure.
The huge body of the sword holder was crushed into pieces, and these fragments were crushed into dust.
His spiritual power and the laws within were completely destroyed, forming pure mental turmoil.
It was raised unconsciously, like the thinnest and lightest mist, blown by the strong wind to the depths of the wilderness.
"Hahaha¡¡"
Deep in the mental turmoil, Lu Xin's faint laughter sounded.
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Beside the high wall in the distance, my father and mother opened their eyes wide at the same time, feeling as if their hearts were in their throats.
"Thiswhat happened?"
The father¡¯s voice was trembling, with a kind of uncertainty, and he asked urgently.
And my mother watched quietly, a sad expression slowly appeared on her face. After a while, she whispered:
"Just now, there was an Ultimate, who died."
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