I'm not a drama god

Chapter 1560 Wuji Jun vs Silent Angel

Hearing Shen Qingzhu's voice, Wuji Jun narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this time, his body had been repaired, and the six red marks between his eyebrows were like flowers of the soul blooming in the material world, emitting a breathtaking glow.

He was not afraid of the pressure from the angel in the air and sneered:

"I want to see how capable you, an outsider, are."

Wuji Jun's aura flowed along his legs, directly covering the earth of civilization's embers beneath his feet, and instantly enveloped a large area.

The next second, the material ruins from the former gray world seemed to have welcomed their master... Buildings, streets, house numbers, submarines, mahjong machines, fighter jets, hills... All tangible matter seemed to be transformed into a turbulent ocean of material, and ripples continued to spread out with Wuji Jun as the center.

These things were deconstructed, transformed, and reshaped under the control of Wuji Jun. In an instant, thick and wild steel cannon barrels "grew" directly out of the earth!

Each gun barrel is loaded with an embedded nuclear warhead. The emergence of these weapons has no technological obstacles. Their birth, launch, and detonation are all in the mind of Wuji Jun.

How many such gun barrels are surrounding Wuji Jun?

The number of knights on the edge of the Eternal Realm was uncountable... Thirty thousand? Fifty thousand? A hundred thousand? Looking down from the sky, they felt as if the entire earth had been transformed into a hornet's nest by Wuji Jun. Black cannon muzzles were trained on the six-winged figure that obscured the sky. This was a desperate counterattack from the ground!

"Send." Wuji Jun said lightly.

Boom boom boom boom——! ! !

Amidst a deafening roar, dense trails of flames rushed into the sky. This carpet attack by tens of thousands of nuclear missiles could easily destroy a small or medium-sized country if it had happened before the catastrophe.

Shen Qingzhu looked at the afterimages of the missiles flying towards him, and subconsciously raised his hands and began to feel around his body, as if searching for something...

"Tsk, no cigarettes."

Shen Qingzhu sighed.

Faced with this scene, he really wanted to light up a cigarette for himself... Unfortunately, after staying in the embers of civilization for so long, the cigarettes he brought with him had long been smoked.

Although he felt regretful, Shen Qingzhu had no other choice. His gaze fell back on the tens of thousands of "stars" emanating from the earth, and he slowly raised his hand...

Snapped his fingers.

Snapped--! !

The heavy snowflakes flying in the sky suddenly froze.

Frozen in time were the tens of thousands of nuclear weapons that were about to touch Shen Qingzhu. Their blazing tail flames seemed to have been drained of all their energy, gradually dimming and extinguishing...

The next second, the nuclear weapon in the front seemed to be penetrated by some force, deconstructed and collapsed from the inside, and silently exploded into pieces of flying ash snowflakes, rising and falling from the sky.

Then came the second, third, and fourth...

None of the nuclear weapons were successfully detonated, and all the weapons that came close to Shen Qingzhu were turned into flying snow like ashes without exception.

In an instant,

The embers of civilization and heavy snow.

When Wuji Jun saw the snow falling like thick clouds, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes... Even he could not understand what Shen Qingzhu had just done. Why could those tens of thousands of nuclear weapons turn from deadly weapons into flying snow in an instant?

Thousands and thousands of thick snowflakes fell from the sky, so dense that it seemed suffocating.

Before Wuji Jun could come to his senses, a voice slowly sounded from behind him:

"ended."

At some point, the figure of the gray angel appeared in the suffocating snow.

Before Wuji Jun could make any move, a palm pierced through his body from behind and broke out from his chest!

Wuji Jun's body suddenly shook!

The slender white fingers were not stained with any blood. Behind Wuji Jun, Shen Qingzhu's eyes were still as calm as water... The finger that pierced the chest was gently raised and snapped again.

Snapped--!

Under Wuji Jun's astonished gaze, his body gradually turned into flying snow all over the sky and dissipated with the wind.

Shen Qingzhu remained in the state after snapping his fingers, standing quietly in the same place until Wujijun's figure completely disappeared, then he slowly withdrew his palm.

In the blizzard that covered the sky, he once again raised his hand to his arms, trying to feel for a cigarette, but once again found nothing.

"I don't know if Chen Ling brought it to me..."

He sighed softly.

The six wings behind Shen Qingzhu gradually retracted, and he walked towards the Eternal Realm not far away...

However, he had just taken a few steps when he seemed to notice something.

He uttered a soft "eh" and looked down at his body...

On the ruins of the earth, huge, gem-like marks lit up one after another, like a silent blooming flower...

At the same time, the ground beneath his feet seemed to come alive, and began to reorganize itself with rustling sounds amidst the vibrations!

The earth was covered with gullies, like the subtle wrinkles at the corners of a person's eyes... A mountain range as tall as a nose rose from not far away, and two deep and calm "lakes" appeared between the cracked rocks on the other side... The water in the "lakes" swayed and turned, and the two black deep islands below slowly turned towards the direction where Shen Qingzhu was.

At this moment, looking down from the Eternal Realm, a human face actually began to emerge little by little on the land of the ashes of civilization!

That's Wujijun's face!

The Philosopher's Stone glowed continuously. Blessed by the immortal power of his soul, as long as there was matter nearby, it could be endlessly reshaped and reborn...

This is the "infinity" that belongs to Wujijun!

Seeing the face at his feet, Shen Qingzhu's expression gradually became gloomy.

"I admit..."

"You are more difficult to deal with than that human-skinned disaster that mimics human speech."

……

Eternal Realm, Alleyway.

Tian Xiaochen cautiously poked his head out from the wall, and after seeing a team of knights patrolling past the gate of the Eternal Palace, he sighed and squatted back in the corner.

At the same time, the sound of explosions one after another could be heard faintly in the distance, but it was impossible to determine which direction they came from.

"What exactly happened in the Eternal Realm?"

"Why does it keep roaring?"

Tian Xiaochen couldn't help but ask.

After a moment, Chen Ling's voice slowly rang out:

"It's not the Eternal Realm... the roar is coming from below."

"under?"

A figure in a theatrical robe stood behind Tian Xiaochen like a ghost, his ruby-like eyes overlooking the ground beneath his feet... His gaze seemed to be able to penetrate these layers of barriers and see the grand and fierce battlefield below.

Tian Xiaochen also followed his example and looked down, but he could only see neatly arranged floor tiles.

"Is there a fight going on down there?"

"Ah."

"Which side is going to win?"

Chen Ling was silent for a long time, "...It's hard to say."