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Chapter 824 Disaster, End

"What is this, a new life being born?"

"Is it a catastrophe, a completely structured life?"

"Could it be that the calamity cloud is an invisible giant egg that is nurturing some real phenomenal life?"

The spectators in the distance all showed expressions of horror.

The outbreak of this incident was too strange and too scary. The horror of this catastrophe was far beyond everyone's expectations.

Disaster is invisible and intangible, and cannot be killed at all.

This is not something that can be killed by individual power. It is a special concept, just like someone wanting to kill time or kill fate.

But Ye Di looked at it solemnly: "That person made a move!"

Jian Xin sighed, his mana almost exhausted: "I haven't solved it completely."

He no longer had the strength to fight.

Even all the spiritual swords on his body were damaged.

But fortunately, the essence of the True Spirit Sword is ashes, which have been rooted in his hometown of the underworld, and the True Spirit will be resurrected soon!
Amidst everyone's horrified, desperate, and expectant gazes, Ning Zheng stepped into the center of the calamity and held the heart of the calamity tightly.

Ning Zheng didn't dare let anyone find out.

And we must never let anyone see the shape of this thing.

"What's going on? What's going on? How could Jie generate something like this? Both sides seem to be..." Ning Zheng's mind was in a mess, and in an instant she felt a terrible message pop up:

The ancestor of the Shadow Crocodile is Jie, the descendant of some special type of destiny creature?
"No matter what, suppress it first!" He stretched out his hand and grabbed it, knowing that there was no time to lose and now was not the time for him to think.

With a loud swish, he felt that the Taoist shadow that had not yet been born, this inexplicable and strange life form created by the catastrophe, quickly flowed into his skin and into deep into his body.

Rumble!
The blood is boiling, the soul is trembling, and Ning Zheng's luck is being attacked madly.

The deepest shadow crocodile spiritual root bloodline in the body seemed to be impacted and soaked by something, and was reverting to its ancestral state.

The shadow crocodile from the unknown outer space seemed to have inherited only one ten-thousandth of the bloodline of this world's great demon.

The original Shadow Crocodile seemed to be just a side branch with sparse bloodline. Now, a real catastrophe was born, causing the Shadow Crocodile to frantically absorb the origin.

But this is not an opportunity, but a terrible misfortune.

A terrible unknown karma is devouring Ning Zheng, and the dark, chaotic and complex power is corroding her whole body.

Ning Zheng is turning into another Changjin Emperor, losing himself, being assimilated, and becoming a part of the catastrophe.

He heard the cries of millions of people, sorrow, pain, roar, joy; the images of entire history were impacting him.

But Ning Zheng still managed to hold on.

1% of Emperor Changjin's luck is his own, and 99% of it is chaos and external things, so it is impossible for him to resist.

Because his own luck accounts for such a small proportion in it!
Ning Zheng's daily luck is a terrifying 10 billion.

So at this moment, he was not killed instantly by the crazy external fate like Emperor Changjin!
In addition, Ning Zheng's body and soul are perfect, and he has seven-colored spiritual roots. In theory, this basic value is no weaker than that of a weak immortal.

That's why he didn't fall.

Ning Zheng quickly mobilized all her luck to suppress this strange creature to prevent it from disturbing her mind.

【-20 billion per day】

But Ning Zheng was still haunted by the calamity.

At this moment, even if the luck of the new core of this calamity cloud itself was not high, Ning Zheng's 20 billion still could not suppress it.

Only 20% of his luck is his own, and 80% of it is external, which makes him upset and frequently suffers from mental demons.

"I've picked up a big trouble." Ning Zheng's mind was spinning wildly, and he kept thinking: "The core of this calamity is close to 100 billion. I can't suppress it for long."

"I need money, a lot of money, to suppress this big guy and not be bewitched by him."

At this moment.

Ning Zheng took away the [Heart of Tribulation], and saw that the density of the entire cloud seemed to have dissipated a lot, and the source of the calamity energy seemed to have disappeared, turning into rootless duckweed, scattered all over.

Hundreds of billions of turbid luck values are floating around.

At this moment, everyone had an instinctive thought and knew what was happening:
The catastrophe is over.

The minor disaster has not yet ended.

Although the huge black and red evil clouds in the sky were still mighty, the core of this catastrophe had been removed and it could no longer cause any big waves.

"solved?"

Emperor Zangwu didn't react for a moment, his mind went blank.

A bronze emperor, covered in black light, stood in the void. He stood there calmly, as if thinking about something.

In the eyes of outsiders, Ning Zheng actually used her own strength to walk directly to the core, stretched out her hand to grab it, resisted the vast [catastrophe], and absorbed it into her body to suppress it.

The simplest process, the most shocking way to win.

The unkillable catastrophe was defeated with just a light grab.

"Is this man a monster?"

The expressions on Emperor Ye and Emperor Zangwu's faces were filled with shock and they swallowed hard.

You have to know that if they were in front of outsiders, they would never make such a shocked expression.

Because as emperors they must be able to manage their facial expressions properly.

Most emperors, no matter how funny, cold, sinister, or cruel they were in private, had to appear to be aloof and cool like an emperor in order to better rule the world.

But now, this mysterious demon, which is close to the rules, order, and origin, a world-destroying calamity, is absorbed into the body and forcibly suppressed.
They couldn't help but be shocked.

Are all the immortals who major in luck so powerful?
Their luck bars have grown to such an exaggerated extent?

Can you rely on your own luck to fight against the calamity of heaven and earth in a certain world?

If we convert this number, he now has billions of daily luck points, right?

Is this a human? ?
Ye Di felt that even an immortal would most likely not be able to achieve this level.

After all, judging from the performance of the immortals who had achieved immortality in this world before, they were similar to the top cultivators with immortal spiritual roots in the Nine Continents.

Of course, it doesn't mean that the immortals are weak. After all, they are just immortals who have just broken through and are preaching in this world, and have not yet gone out. It is equivalent to a newborn baby, and it is normal for them to be weak in the early stage.

But he felt that no matter how powerful the grown-up immortal was, it wouldn't be that exaggerated, right?

This is so handsome that it’s explosive!

What's the fighting?
Can this robbery be dealt with with fists or feet?
Look at Jian Xin, no matter how strong he is, he can’t be killed.

This is fate, invisible and intangible, neither flesh and blood nor soul.

But now.

Tianming Yedi was filled with longing, revealing a trace of enthusiasm, "This is the powerful force I have always dreamed of. You are indeed the mysterious owner of the manor, and you are indeed a master of luck."

So what if it’s a catastrophe for a world?

I absorbed the calamity into my body, and with my own tremendous luck, I suppressed it with my own strength!
　Sorry, it's slow, it's a bit hard to write

　　
　
(End of this chapter)