Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

The more the battle went on, the more frightened the God of Production Nest became, and the impatience on his face began to become solemn.

"Boom!"

High in the sky, the sound of thunder grew louder and louder. In this endless rainy night, the lightning in the dark clouds moved like a silver snake, as if waking up the disobedient people in the world!

"Eight-foot beautiful magatama!"

The Sun God of the Divine Nest waved his scepter, and one after another black magatama fell down in a rotation, like huge flying stars. They instantly became huge and crushed Zhang Yi in a way that he could not avoid at all!

However, Zhang Yi’s choice was to directly confront him!

With his fingers jutted out like swords, the power of the void was compressed into the size of a marble. Unstable void energy instantly burst out from his fingertips, forming the strongest long-range attack Zhang Yi could achieve now!

"Star Cannon!"

Huahua also opened her mouth, launching a joint attack with Zhang Yi. A crimson high-energy particle cannon condensed in her mouth and shot into the sky!

The black sword and the red light merged into one, rushing straight to the sky and colliding fiercely with the flying star. It looked as if a thin piece of wood was supporting the sky!

The energy disappeared silently, and the entire Edo Castle was almost destroyed because of the battle between the two.

There was no trace of human remains in the city below, only vast expanses of empty and desolate land.

The power of the Star-piercing Cannon is not enough to completely offset the power of the Yasakani no Magatama, but the small amount of power that escapes can be perfectly absorbed by Senluo Wanxiang.

Then, Zhang Yi dispersed these forces evenly, directly targeting the three ghost kings!

Although it was just the power that escaped, the full-strength attack from the two black chariot-class monsters and the remaining power were enough to make the three ghost kings change color.

Daitengu spread his huge wings to protect himself, but was still knocked away!

The dog god opened its claws, and its sharp claws tried to cling to the air unwillingly, but it and the slippery ghost on it were still knocked backwards, and rolled hundreds of times in the air before finally stopping.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath and said softly, "It's really not easy to deal with!"

Little did they know that the God of Production was even more upset at this time.

"Is it true that I can't even take down a mere six generations of people now?"

He looked at his hands and his expression began to become ferocious.

A terrifying force began to surge in his body, as if something even more terrifying was about to appear.

"boom!!"

Above the sky, thunder struck down, like a silver sword splitting the sky in two!

The pupils of the Sun God of the Divine Nest suddenly shrank, and he raised his head and stared at the sky.

"Is this... a warning to me?"

"But Mingming, it's almost time!"

Zhang Yi couldn't help but frown when he saw this strange expression and the neurotic mumbling.

"That guy, what is he doing? Who is he talking to?"

"Is it almost time?"

Zhang Yi touched his chin. "Is it really as I thought, that he can't appear in this world for too long?"

"Yes, that should be the case! Otherwise, he wouldn't be the only one to show up."

The God of Production lowered his head and stared at Zhang Yi. There was actually some jealousy in his eyes.

This made Zhang Yi feel confused.

The God of the Nest clenched his fists.

"But today, I must kill you!"

He took a deep breath and suddenly turned to face Nura: Nura, Daitengu and Inugami.

There is a tenderness of nostalgia in his eyes.

"Goodbye, old friends!"

Zhang Yi stared at the actions of the God of Production Nest Sun God. The other party's behavior was a bit strange, and Zhang Yi did not dare to act rashly.

After all, judging from the current situation, it is not that easy for him to defeat the Sun God of Shenchanchao, whose ability index is as high as 25000 points.

The God of Production whispered to the God of Production and said goodbye to the three great ghost kings.