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The thread of immortality that filled his body was now like a puppet whose origin had been taken away. Whether it was the blood color on his face or the abundant power and destructive power he released, they all gradually withered under this force.

The WingMakers leader stood in front of the gradually speechless illusion, holding the luminous object tightly in his hand, which gradually became hot.

"So your goal is this (the star core)?"

"No, there's this." The WingMaker leader shifted his hand, gripping the star core tightly. The light on it flashed and transformed into a multifaceted motion, overlapping with the radiance of the wings stretching out behind him. In that moment, it was as if he had become the sun itself.

The impression that had been inadvertently left in Jing Yuan's body suddenly exploded.

Bang!

Carrying the imaginary twisted bomb, a blazing white golden light emerged from Jing Yuan's body, colliding with the defense that Jing Yuan instinctively displayed, and a quarter of his body was blown into a pool of minced meat on the spot.

"General (Jing Yuan)!"

Several exclamations were heard.

Jing Yuan's face showed a trace of pain, but he still relied on his willpower to stay awake. He stared at the WingMaker leader in front of him with a serious expression: "You... aren't worried about the tribe?"

The WingMakers leader's deep gaze beneath his mask was filled with determination. "I will indeed do this for my tribe, and I always have. But you've got one thing wrong, Jing Yuan... When the true light reaches this place, our tribe will bathe in the newborn sun. Until it completely illuminates our homeland, Qiongsang..."

Jing Yuan got an unexpected answer and was stunned: "What?"

The WingMakers leader did not continue to answer his question: "In the beginning, you could have killed me, Jing Yuan. And that was your last chance..."

Having said this, the WingMaker leader raised the glowing star core in his hand, his pupils beneath the mask filled with the burning heat of ambition: "From now on, I will stand above the sea of ​​clouds!"

Whoosh!

As soon as he finished speaking, his figure disappeared from the spot.

Fan Yu caught a glimpse of the connection trend of [Harmonious Bliss], and his figure also disappeared silently in an instant.

Everyone who stayed in the venue in the sea of ​​clouds came to Jing Yuan's side and was shocked to see the wound on his missing quarter of his body.

As the only doctor on the scene, Bai Lu took out her medicine gourd and muttered some spell in her hand, letting the healing light emerge and repair Jing Yuan.

"Why did the general suddenly explode?" March 7 couldn't help but ask.

"March, it's obvious that the Wing Maker left a backup plan when he rescued Jing Yuan for the first time." Walter pushed his glasses.

Ji Zi, standing by, looked thoughtful. "But that Wing Maker is a bit too unusual. Did he actually target the "Commander" and the "Star Core" from the very beginning? This kind of calculation..."

She thought of the Star Core Hunter.

Sanyueqi looked around and couldn't help but hesitate: "Compared to these people, is there someone missing with us?"

Xing was stunned for a moment and pointed at her face: "Me? I was just with my father... the Sun King."

San Yue Qi rolled his eyes at her and said, "I'm referring to His Majesty the Sun King who saved you. It's amazing that a character like that could hold back from taking action. Even I'm ready for the final battle and can't wait to give it a try."

Xing said innocently, "That person seems to have run away a long time ago."

She pointed in the direction the WingMakers had left.

……

Under the sea of ​​clouds.

Fan Yu's figure chased the figure of the Wing Maker on the wind, all the way to the depths of Jianmu's mysterious roots.

The figure of the Wing Maker was stopped by Fan Yu in front of a dead tree with tangled roots.

In the dark cave, Fan Yu threw a light gun in his hand forward. With a whoosh, it hit the end of the tree root road and lit up the entire darkness.

The road at the end of the road was cut off, causing the Wing Maker leader, who was in the process of moving, to stop.

He wore a ghost mask on his head and held a luminous star core in his hand. Only a pair of eyes were exposed as he looked at Fan Yu with unprecedented solemnity.

"Lord of Light..."

Fan Yu couldn't help but frown at this name: "That's not my name."

The WingMaker leader whispered, "It's an undeniable fact that our ancestors were changed by meeting you. However, you are not enough now. Only when you truly embark on your destiny will you be able to achieve godhood under our guidance."

Fan Yu ignored this crazy talk and pointed at the star core in his hand: "You should put that thing down."

Upon hearing this, the WingMakers leader revealed his hostility: "I'm not that pedantic, but I don't mind. I don't want to... attack my own 'God'!"

The only response he received was a golden lightsaber that Fan Yu quickly constructed from imaginary numbers and slashed sideways.

The location that Brahma Feather attacked was not the area where the WingMaker leader was, but an open space.

Chi!

The golden lightsaber swung in the air and suddenly blood splattered.

The body of the Wing Makers leader appeared directly on the other side dozens of meters away.

The slash hit the wings of the Wing Maker, causing half of its body to twist in space, and then a cloud of blood mist exploded.

"Ugh!"

In the first encounter, the Wing Maker leader had lost one wing, and he couldn't help but let out a low groan from his throat. He looked at Fan Yu opposite him and the blood-stained wings behind him, and there was no surprise in his pupils.

All their power relies on the 'sun', so naturally when facing the real sun, their self-contained power system will be completely exposed in the eyes of the other party.

"As expected... our methods cannot conceal the origin of our power."

The WingMaker leader stared at the scene in front of him, even forgetting the pain, and admired from the bottom of his heart.

"This power that controls the imaginary realm belongs to the Creator, but..."

He paused mid-sentence, then said seriously, "With your brain, you're not capable of quickly calculating a world, right?"

"We (the tribe) can help you and lead you to the path of the power of the Evolutionary Sun."

Upon hearing this, Fan Yu frowned even deeper: "Your tone of voice, which seems to understand me better than I do, is really annoying!"

The WingMakers leader said: "Because we have seen, deduced, and sublimated within the bloodline of our ancestors..."

"Enough." Fan Yu shook his head, too lazy to communicate with such fanatical believers.

One hand grasped the golden sword blade and slashed directly forward.

Chapter 80 "Now, am I still your Lord of Light?"

The Wing Maker leader's pupils shrank, and he instinctively spread the wings behind him.

But the golden blade and the green feather slash intertwined, and the moment the two collided, the ferocious light wings that had originally pierced through the illusion became as brittle as paper in the face of the golden lightsaber.

Chi!

The golden lightsaber cut off the wings of the Wing Maker leader without exception, without any resistance, and cut off the roots of the wings together. The broken part of the light wing left bursts of white light spots, and then under the twisted space, as if it was swallowed by a kind of swallowing effect, the entire wing was burned to ashes and disappeared.

"This is the brilliance of the light (the sun)!"

The Wing Maker leader groaned in pain, but his eyes showed no sign of concealing his enthusiasm. He gazed at Fan Yu and said slowly, "I have confirmed what our ancestors left unfinished... You are the savior of our homeland, Qiongsang. Please accept our gift."

His words were filled with the enthusiasm of a convert. He was not afraid of the wounds on his body. Instead, he took the initiative to cut open his flesh, revealing a vast stream of golden blood, which flowed towards Fan Yu's body like a flowing golden snake.

Fan Yu looked ahead with a puzzled expression until a trace of golden energy appeared between his palms.

Sizzle——!

A huge stream of memory information is transmitted from the fingertips.

The ancient people of abundance fought in pursuit of the eternity of Jianmu's transformation, met the true side of the sun, and realized that the false can become true, until... through the "truth" they arrived at the myth that truly belonged to them.

Sensing a strong malice in the blood, Fan Yu snorted coldly. The sun pattern on the back of his right hand reflected a golden light, and then a golden cube appeared in the next second.

[Omen of Genesis] quietly activated, with him as the center, and the area in all directions was instantly covered by a golden ripple.

The real colors of Jianmu Xuangen, the sea of ​​clouds, and even the Linyuan Realm seemed to have completely faded under the power of this imaginary number.

The world briefly turned into the gray of a black and white camera, and then slowly returned to normal.

The WingMakers leader looked astonished: "What... is this?"

This was something he had never encountered in his ancestral blood memory.

It was as if the 'God' before them, born from their Wing Makers, had lost its blazing brilliance and turned into a shadow like the dead silence of deep space.

The power of memory flowing in the ancestor's blood became at a loss in the shadow of this moment.

It was as if all the glory was extinguished in this residual warmth, and the eternal silence was about to end.

at the same time--

Vines above the sea of ​​clouds.

Walter, Ji Zi, Xing, March 7, Bai Lu, Jing Yuan and others saw the abnormality appearing below the sea of ​​clouds.

In their sight, Jianmu Xuangen was surrounded by a dark curtain. Countless mottled imaginary energies turned into small blue particle cubes, rewriting the existing space.

"What is this crack beneath the sea of ​​clouds..."

March 7: "It looks similar to the Rift in Yalilo VI."

"Will this place also be swallowed by the Rift? Wait..."

Ji Zi and Walter looked at each other. They both knew that the Sun King had mastered the Star Core and had the same physique as the "Star". Moreover, he was more mature in using the power of the Star Core than the Star Core children on their train.

To be honest, if it weren't for the other party's order and protection, they would have been assessed and taken in long ago.

"That man would not do such a reckless thing. His Yalilo VI is definitely not prepared to face the Xianzhou Alliance!" Walter shook his head and said.

He was more inclined to think that the current rift was a way for the other party to use its strength, rather than taking advantage of the situation to erode Luofu or something.

Bailu and Jingyuan didn't quite understand what they meant. Bailu asked in confusion, "Is it that big brother?"

Jing Yuan gradually recovered under Bai Lu's treatment. "I'm not worried either. It's just that right now, I'm more worried about the outside world... I hope there won't be any misunderstandings."

same moment.

The Xianlong Dayu Hall outside the Chiming Dragon Palace.

The blade that was nailed to the statue near Danfeng and the one that cut off his head, Jingliu, who was waiting for repair again and again, stopped his actions for the time being, and their eyes couldn't help but look at the location of the Chiming Dragon Palace at the same time.

The dark shadow may be very small in their current direction, but in a world of blue and golden Jianmu colors, the sudden appearance of a "black spherical spot" in the sky cannot but attract attention.

"Is that the person you brought with you?"

Jing Liu did not answer him. In the state of [Connection], she could only feel some of the man's emotional rhythms, but at this moment, the distance between them seemed to be a little separated by something.

Jingliu didn't understand what this connection was specifically, and only regarded it as a basic positioning function.

"He is very ambitious." Jingliu said with an appreciative smile.

Halfway through his words, Jingliu suddenly saw a star raft flying towards him from afar.

In this territory where flying is prohibited by the Chiming Clan, there is only the "Sky Rider" from the Tianbosi, but he also seems to be a connector.

The fox girl in the sky descended into the Xianlong Dayu Palace like a meteor.

"You are so brave that you violate the thousand-year-old rules of the Chiming Clan." Jingliu snorted when he saw the other party fall to the ground.

Yukong: "Now there are signs of fertility recovery everywhere, and the Chiming tribe is also involved. Why should I care about that? Compared to this-"

She glanced at the blade nailed to the wall. The abundant power that continued to heal her made her eyes turn cold. Theoretically, within the Immortal Boat, the two people in front of her who had touched the power of the Demonic Yin Body should be arrested.

But she was not a professional from the Ten Kings Division, and now was not the time to focus on this.

Yukong turned his gaze to the front, where the dark shadowy land emanating from the ever-expanding Chiming Dragon Palace was. A look of shock appeared on his face. "What is that?"

"Maybe it comes from the enemy, or it may come from between you and me."

Jingliu said something that made no sense, but Yukong was startled for a moment, then immediately understood. Was the other party referring to the person who had the same strange connection with them?

"how come……"

Deep in the mysterious roots of Jianmu.

Located within the [Omen of Genesis].

The golden, snake-like power lost its original activity in the domain. The pulsation of its blood was regulated by this disordered rule, and even the so-called light was completely swallowed up by the shadow.

Fan Yu's back was covered in the light of the shadow, and he looked straight at the WingMaker leader in front of him: "Now, am I still your Lord of Light?"

Chapter 81 "Practicing the Fake Becomes the Real, the Power of the Sun"

The WingMaker leader was unable to respond to Fan Yu's question. His face was filled with shock, confusion, regret, sadness, and even despair...

This display of power made him feel that something his tribe had believed in for thousands of years seemed like a mistake.