Chapter 369 Slaughtering the Army of the World-Destroying Tyrant



In the desolate, dark, and cold starry sky.

On that huge meteorite in front of us.

There, banners fluttered, warships stood in rows, and crowds thronged.

To be precise, it was squads of fully armed mech warriors boarding the steel warships in an orderly fashion, looking menacing and ready to go into battle at any moment.

Hua Wuque and his two companions concealed their presence and watched from afar in the shadows, so as not to alert the enemy.

The fluttering banner was embroidered with the image of the world-destroying overlord, resembling an ancient Tyrannosaurus Rex roaring through the night sky.

It symbolizes this arrogant guy's ambition to conquer the universe.

The group of people naturally recognized the flag.

Situ Yunxiao's gaze was solemn.

"Strange, why would the world-destroying overlord suddenly attack Earth?"

They have been drifting in space these days and are unaware of what is happening back home.

Hua Wuque tucked his flowing hair behind his ears, a deep light flashing on his armor, ready to strike at any moment.

"Could this be related to the impending great calamity of heaven and earth? Perhaps only the boss knows the answer."

The second master stood up, ready for battle.

"Don't worry about that now, we absolutely cannot let them enter Earth."

The three were about to make their move.

Suddenly, a violent storm swept through the dark space-time not far from the wrecked ship.

The small, dilapidated boat they were in was rocking violently and nearly capsized.

"Get out of the way quickly, it's a hellstorm."

Situ Yunxiao cursed.

"Damn it, what a bad year! To encounter such a terrifying storm."

The three men's eyes were filled with solemnity and apprehension.

They successively deployed spiritual energy shields, protecting the entire small boat and keeping it far away from the hellish storm.

They have been drifting in space for days, and have encountered several hellish storms.

I almost got swept away every time.

Hellstorm, a storm said to have blown from hell.

It can destroy everything, and no powerful martial artist or cultivator dares to withstand the Hellstorm head-on.

Buzz!

Sudden.

Not far ahead of it, a crack appeared in the pitch-black spacetime.

A terrifying hellish storm surged forth, like a raging, unstoppable river.

It's like a huge curtain has been ripped open.

Then, familiar rivers and mountains, the sounds of daily life, and dazzling night lights appeared.

The three of them were stunned and stood frozen in place.

Someone actually tore open the void and summoned a hellish storm.

Who possesses such great supernatural powers?

Even martial arts masters like the Martial Emperor and cultivators like the Yin Spirit masters cannot achieve this.

"Look, it's Xiaofeng!"

Master Hua Wuque was extremely excited and pointed behind the large opening.

A familiar figure appeared; it was Ye Feng, holding a nuclear bomb in both hands, skimming the broken pot formation above the city, flying rapidly upwards. Above his head was an ancient map, from which beams of divine light descended to envelop him, and he stood on the Xuanyuan Sword.

Just now, at the critical moment, Ye Feng finally forced a change in the trajectory of the nuclear bomb, causing it to glide upwards past the broken pot magic array.

That mysterious spatial rift followed closely behind, like a shadow, ready to devour it at any moment.

If we compare a spacetime rift to a door.

This can be interpreted as Ye Feng being inside the door.

The three masters were outside the door.

Suddenly.

Ye Feng used the Shrinking Earth Technique, taking a step that covered nearly a thousand meters, leaving behind afterimages that were quickly swallowed up by the space-time rift.

The raging hellstorm howled, as if a million vengeful ghosts were wailing and howling.

Finally, he lifted the nuclear bomb and flew straight into the sky.

The broken pot magic circle below left a scratch, and the crack spread outwards.

It was a close call, but ultimately safe.

After making a U-shaped circle in mid-air, Ye Feng suddenly turned around and rushed towards the space-time rift.

The howling storm cuts through everything, like thousands of sharp blades, capable of shredding rivers and mountains.

Fortunately, the mysterious ancient map of mountains and rivers above protected them, sending down rays of brilliant divine light that were struck by the hellish storm with resounding clangs.

Go!

Ye Feng hurled the nuclear bomb toward the spacetime rift with all his might, as if throwing a giant javelin.

Whoosh!

The nuclear bomb pierced through the spacetime rift, carrying terrifying destructive power, heading straight for the two masters behind the rift.

"Xiaofeng, you son of a bitch..."

Situ Yunxiao was so frightened that his face turned pale. He stood on the bow of the boat, jumping up and down and cursing loudly.

"Master!"

The other side of Earth in the spacetime rift.

The moment the crack closed, Ye Feng saw his three masters deep within it.

Before they could even feel happy, the nuclear bomb, trailing a long fiery tail, hurtled straight toward the three of them.

Ye Feng shouted loudly.

"Masters, be careful..."

This end of the spacetime rift universe.

Hua Wuque and the other two were so frightened by the nuclear bomb hurtling towards them that their hair stood on end.

If it were just a nuclear bomb, the three of them wouldn't be so panicked given their cultivation levels.

The key point is that the nuclear bomb is surrounded by a terrifying hellstorm that could easily tear them to shreds.

"Don't panic."

At the critical moment, the second master stepped forward and quickly inscribed array patterns in mid-air.

One after another, mysterious ancient runes crisscrossed, weaving together to form the patterns of the Great Dao, with dazzling light flashing across them.

Its profound meaning seems to be an exploration of the origin of the universe.

The nuclear bomb was less than a kilometer away from them.

Such a short distance, it ends in an instant.

The second master was depicted with great difficulty; the tips of his fingers were shrouded in a light that seemed to flow with Daoist energy, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.

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