The ground slowly slid down from his forehead, sliding across the flame tattoo.
An unprecedented fear surged like a tide, instantly submerging Snowf completely. He felt as if his soul was about to die, as if he would fall into an abyss from which there was no escape in the next second.
He knew very well that if he didn't try his best at this moment, the only outcome waiting for him would be death.
Thinking of this, Snowf pressed his hands back without hesitation. In an instant, two earth-shaking explosions suddenly sounded, accompanied by two balls of extremely hot, fiery red qi gushing out from his palms like a volcanic eruption.
The powerful counter-thrust force made Snowf shoot forward like an arrow, quickly widening the distance between him and Wei Zhongtian.
When he stood firm and turned around, his palms slapped forward continuously like a torrential rain, like two madly roaring Gatling machine guns, bombarding Wei Zhongtian continuously.
Boom boom boom boom…
Deafening noises rang out one after another, and huge red gas balls slammed into Wei Zhongtian like cannonballs, exploding beside him.
For a moment, flames shot up into the sky and smoke filled the air. The whole scene was as terrifying and spectacular as the end of the world.
Snow knew very well that he was no match for Wei Zhongtian in close combat, so he decisively chose this long-range attack method in an attempt to turn the tide of the battle.
And during this period of time, his figure was like a ghost, constantly changing positions, and each movement was extremely fast, as if he was afraid that Wei Zhongtian would suddenly appear behind him again like a ghost and give him a fatal blow.
At this moment, the air around became extremely hot due to the violent explosion. Countless sparks bloomed like fireworks, instantly engulfing Wei Zhongtian's tall body.
The flames shot up into the sky and the smoke was so thick that it was impossible to see what was happening inside.
However, suddenly, a dazzling golden arc of light, like lightning streaking through the night sky, shot out from the center of the explosion flames, aiming directly at Snowf who was not far away.
The golden arc of light came with such force and speed that even Snowf, who was always quick to react, was frightened and his heart trembled, and his body instinctively dodged.
He suddenly jumped sideways, using all his strength to dodge to the side, and only then did he barely avoid the golden arc of light.
Just as Snowf dodged, the golden arc of light struck the hotel front desk behind him.
There was a loud "boom" and the front desk made of hard marble was instantly split into two halves.
Not only that, a large 8-meter-high metal painting behind the front desk was not spared and was split into two by this powerful force. Then, with a heavy sound, it collapsed to both sides.
Bang! Bang!
Two earth-shaking noises were heard, and the huge metal painting fell heavily to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
On the wall where the huge painting was originally hung, there was now only a bottomless ravine left, as if it had been split open by a god with an axe.
Witnessing such a horrific scene, Snow couldn't help but widen his eyes and swallowed hard involuntarily.
His face turned as pale as paper, and his forehead was covered with a dense layer of tiny beads of sweat. It was obvious that he was very frightened.
Ridiculously strong!
This was the only thought in Snow's mind at the moment.
Just a simple blow was able to cause such horrific destructive power. How could this be achieved by human power?
How can we fight this?
Click, click, click...
Just as Snow was still immersed in horror, the crisp sound of leather boots stepping on the ground rang out again without warning.
The sound was like the prelude to the Soul-Locking Song played by the god of death when he came to claim his life. Each step seemed to step on Snow's heart.
This overwhelming sense of oppression was so overwhelming that even Snowf, one of the main gods of the Celestial God Organization and ranked twelfth, was almost suffocated by it.
Wei Zhongtian had a cold and indifferent expression, like a thousand-year-old iceberg, and was slowly walking out of the explosion area.
His eyes, as deep as the sea, were like the sharpest blades, so cold and sharp that people dared not look directly at them.
Snow knew very well that there was no way he could escape from here alive today.
However, he was absolutely unwilling to just sit there and wait for death. At the very least, he wanted to drag this Chinese God of War down with him.
Thinking of this, Snow gritted his teeth and quickly raised his arms above his head.
Exploding meteorite!
In an instant, streams of fiery red true energy gathered rapidly between his palms like a flood breaking through a dam.
The fiery red true energy continued to rotate at high speed, and gradually condensed into a sphere emitting scorching heat and dazzling light between his palms.
Snow seemed to be holding a huge balloon.
And this balloon is still expanding at an alarming speed, its volume is getting bigger and bigger, and its surface is becoming more and more transparent and fragile, as if it may burst at any time due to the internal pressure.
The air around the "balloon" began to twist violently, making crackling sounds.
Dazzling sparks flashed across the surface like lightning, instantly illuminating the entire hotel lobby as bright as day.
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