How can there be a complete egg under the fire? The spirit landing battle of the fangs with high enthusiasm quickly formed a destructive force. The old man with hook nose and the brilliant and brilliant sun world became fragmented. When the fangs' hearts were higher than the sky, their opponents would be thinner than paper. In the spiritual world, Zhao Mai and the Pan Sun God could not be a hundred feet tall, and they were not opponents of the fangs in terms of fighting spirit and total mental power, so the end of the battle was destined.

Zhao Mai led the bombers to charge and rushed into the sunny world. The spiritual guns and cannons destroyed the soft light world, and the unowned fragments were turned into part of the green dream by Zhao Mai, and used to expand the scope of their own spiritual realm, so that the bombers would keep fighting in the familiar environment. They advanced along the way, smashing the hook-nosed old man into pieces for countless times, and they were almost unable to remember how much territory they had expanded. The bombers' enthusiasm for fighting has remained unabated, and their desire for struggle is really endless.

However, Zhao Mai stopped. If he continued to expand like this, the green dream he needed to maintain was too vast, and his energy consumption was very strong. He would eventually lose his endurance of expansion and would have to re-establish a balance with the sun world. The pan-sun god could find vitality in a new balance, or even find a chance to win. Zhao Mai was a little uneasy, feeling that if he wanted to win, strengthen his work in his world, he could let go, and he must first completely eliminate the enemy.

He was transforming the unparalleled spiritual fragments along the way, most of which were spiritual powers formed by people on Earth through long-standing praise and praying to the sun. Zhao Mai no longer turned them into part of his ecological world, but used them to shape weapons. He was quietly suspended in the air, and shining fragments gathered in front of him, fusing, changing, and shaping under the control of his will. He had never been unfamiliar with what he learned from the God of Craftsman, and even the ability to make weapons and equipment was developed from him.

The best weapon to deal with the sun is the blue crystal magic array, which has been experimented with on real stars and can be called a killer that destroys the world. Building this thing in the spiritual world is much simpler than actually building. The huge magic array formed by spiritual fragments is nearly a hundred kilometers in diameter, like a mountain floating above Zhao Mai's head. In contrast, even the boss of the Tooth War is just a negligible ant.

When the bombers saw this scene, they were completely in a state of madness. They cheered for their Dragon Emperor, shed tears with satisfaction, and continued to pull the trigger incoherently (it was so crazy). In fact, not only them, but also the Sun God, were also in tears, and they were excited to see the magic circle.

"I can't understand it, but this magic circle is so beautiful..." His hands trembled, and his body trembled in the wind like dead leaves in late autumn: "I should pay more attention to this wonderful thing, not..."

He didn't have the chance to finish this sentence again, and disappeared completely in the flash of the magic circle. Whether it was the entity of the sun or the spirit of the sun, they were directly annihilated by the magic circle and then turned into energy crystals. However, this time it was not a blue prism crystal of matter, but a small orange-yellow crystal ball that could be held firmly with one hand.

After the sun's space was destroyed, the originally soft white world became the dark sky of the universe. The goblins also lost their foothold, floating and swaying happily in the air, flying with the recoil of the gun "infinite ammunition". The spiritual body does not need to breathe, and their singing does not require air to spread, so the joy of victory is not affected.

Zhao Mai laughed with them, decomposing the "Sun Shooting Array" above his head and turning it into a part of the green dream, ensuring that all the spiritual powers here are only Zhao Mai, the slaughter, the gardener dragon and the green dream, and then he tear open the blue space cracks and let everyone out.

This is amazing. On the surface of the Death Star, the gardener Long walked slowly around Zhao Mai's "corpse", and put the Buddha in a sacred farewell ceremony. They clasped their hands together, prayed silently, and glanced at Zhao Mai from time to time to see if there was any change. The bombers all disappeared by touching the blue light spots. In their opinion, so many burials should be worthy of His Majesty the Dragon Emperor.

"Huh... I've been going around for three times. What should we do next?" The gardeners and dragons discussed: "Why should we surround the owner in the middle with a fire so that it will look brighter?"

Just as they were discussing how to deal with Zhao Mai, the blue light spot suddenly became larger, and then the exploded teeth "erupted" out of it. They all returned to their normal size, but they had no weapons and clothes that covered their bodies, entangled and stacked together, and soon became like a hill. "Whose toes are in my nostrils? Don't pull them! Where are you pulling them! You go forward, yes, it's your butt, go forward!"

The scene was once chaotic, and the fangs themselves would only make the situation more and more complicated and difficult to resolve. Gardener Long hurried up and pulled me to remove the stacked towers of the fangs. Zhao Mai was at the bottom of the fangs. He used his body to protect the only gardener Long, with his face and his body covered with black handprints.

"Master is fine!" Gardener Long cheered loudly, and all the Z insects regained their vitality and continued their previous work. Zhao Mai got up from the ground and did not care about the stains on his body, but looked blankly at his palm. One hand was an orange crystal ball, and the other hand was his cell phone.

The crystal ball is relatively less important. Zhao Mai first opened his phone, adjusted it to a familiar interface, and checked the location of the car. In the navigation software, the status of the car is displayed as "unavailable", the body is complete and the function is normal, but it is in a time static area and therefore cannot be moved.

Even in the exchange list of the Ring Alliance, there is no way to make the car break through time stagnation. There is only one explanation for all time-related movement methods: contact the local transcendent, world will, god of creation or ring alliance branch.

Zhao Mai thought about it, and with a hint of luck, he turned on the car's audio remotely and started playing his voice, "If someone in the car, press to stop playing." However, the looping playback was played for a long time, and the voice was not turned off.

"No one is in the car, so they are all trapped in the static field of time." Zhao Mai sighed and put away his cell phone. He let go of his spirit and carefully examined the surroundings, be sure that there is no evidence that the transsun god transcendent is still alive, so he felt relieved.

"Uh... where are Diana and the others?" Zhao Mai was stunned at the Death Star who was damaged by the battle. "Do I still have to fight all the way inside? Well... No, there is a sense inside the Death Star."
Chapter completed!