This simplification is outrageous

why! ! ! !

"..."

……

Rumble!

earthquake?

When everyone recovered, they saw a familiar figure again.

That's Wei Wu!

He came back alive!

"Wei Wu is back, great, he must have thought of a way!"

A little hope was restored in everyone's hearts.

Just why does that Wei Wu have hair?

Wei Wu, who looks like an ancient man with fluttering long hair, didn't talk nonsense, he just hovered in the air, staring at the old dean.

Evil spirit permeated the air.

"Wei Wu... He has fused a top-level, high-level weird thing?!!!"

"I understand. He went to the parallel world to look for top-level, high-level weird things, and only when he entered the parallel world did he have time to do so!"

"I see, but even Old Wei failed..."

"..."

Both are false ninth ranks, but compared to Wei Lao, although Wei Wu with long hair is majestic, he always feels a little less impressive.

Can't tell why.

A shocking fighting spirit erupted from the long-haired Wei Wu, and the next second he turned into a giant sword and fell from the sky.

Amazing momentum!

The wind was howling, and the dust was flying, making it hard for people to open their eyes.

The ground cracked under the old dean's feet.

But the phantom giant sword finally stayed in front of the old dean, unable to fall any further.

No matter how Wei Wu roared, it was useless.

clang~

The phantom giant sword began to tremble, as if it was under great pressure.

The old dean stretched out his hand and nodded.

Phantom crashes!

Wei Wu died violently!

Blood splashed on the glass of the building, blurring everyone's vision.

Wei... Wei Wu is dead?

People couldn't believe it.

……

"I heard from Wei Wu of the main world that there is a person who claims to be a god here. It's a big tone. Let me see who dares to be a god!"

A familiar voice sounded.

Among the ruins, a muscular man dressed as a butcher walked over with a giant machete, his eyes full of killing.

"Don't fight me, this is a god, let me kill it!" In the sky, another Wei Wu stood up.

"You all go away, the people in the main world found me first, I will come first!" A cruel and bloodthirsty smile was drawn on the corner of Wei Wu's mouth.

"And me, I want to cut off the head of a god and use it as a urinal!"

"How does the blood of God taste like?"

"Exciting, I like it!"

"..."

Numerous Wei Wu appeared around, surrounding the old dean.

Everyone exudes a terrifying aura.

It has the evil power of the top high-level strange things, and also has the power of the eighth-level awakened person who is invincible.

There is even a ghost version of Wei Wu.

Everyone was dumbfounded by this scene.

Until the sound of footsteps behind them, everyone turned their heads... It was still Wei Wu who came.

It's just that there is a trace of fatigue on this face.

His eyes are full of vicissitudes of life.

"Which world are you Wei Wu from?"

"I am back."

Just a simple sentence proved his identity.

This is his plan!

The old dean came to the real world, and he didn't have time to find top-level, high-level weird things to compete with him.

This reminded him of the ability of Gao Yong, the new director of the laboratory.

Maybe get some help.

Although there are no gods in those parallel worlds, there are pseudo-ninth-order existences.

If you can't beat one, then gang up!

In the eyes of outsiders, Wei Wu only left for a few days, but in fact he experienced countless parallel worlds.

Using the background of the headquarters and some means of the laboratory, we can screen out these companions who are willing to agree to help themselves.

and brought them back.

Chapter 572: Li Xiaoling is defeated, and Qiao Yuan returns.

Countless Wei Wu roared, launching the final charge against the old dean!

The sound of shouting and killing shook the sky and the earth, and the shadows of swords and swords complemented each other.

The evil spirit is endless, surging like a tide.

The momentum is amazing!

Even an eighth-level awakened person would be crushed to pieces if they approached.

Will it work?

These Wei Wu from the parallel world, combined with strange things, are far inferior to Wei Lao in terms of individual strength.

But there are many people.

Ants kill elephants!

"..."

"Old Wei, what do you think?"

In the eyes of everyone, all kinds of evil energy fluctuations were seen, and the smoke and dust were everywhere. The old dean was forced to bear it without the slightest counterattack.

They can't see the next trend, but Old Wei can!

"Kill that man, he will become stronger." Old Wei's cold voice sounded.

That person refers to the high priest.

Everyone frowned, but Wei Lao's next sentence directly pulled everyone's hearts to the bottom.

"What I promised you has been done, I can't kill him, I'm leaving."

"Old Wei...you..."

Everyone tried their best to persuade him, but they still couldn't keep Wei Lao.

The strong man who dismembered the old dean in the world of spirits left after all.

The expressions on the faces of several people at the scene were very ugly, but they also knew that there was nothing they could do.

……

At this time, a change occurred in the center of the battlefield.

explosion!

Sudden explosion!

Those "Wei Wu" who were close to the old dean's body swelled.

Inflated like a balloon!

When reaching a certain level, the body suddenly burst!

Flesh and blood splattered, limbs and arms flew across.

What top-notch high-level weird things, what pseudo-ninth-level strength...all of them are not enough to look at in front of God.

The defeat is set.

Everyone looked at Wei Wu with serious expressions, expecting him to come up with another solution, but Wei Wu shook his head.

He has no choice.

God is far more powerful than I imagined!

This is not something that can be countered by numbers.

In the center of the battle, Wei Wu died one after another, a strong smell of blood permeated the air, and depressive panic lingered in everyone's hearts.

Finally, the last Wei Wu died completely.

There was darkness behind the old dean in front of him, like a boundless hell.

He walked step by step, his eyes were cold and indifferent.

Everyone in the conference room regarded death as home, puffed up their chests and prepared to fight to the death.

At this moment, a white figure lit up in the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, the golden brilliance came!

"boom--"

The golden ax fell, tearing apart the darkness!

The body of the old dean was pushed back more than ten meters before he stopped.

……

That's... Li Xiaoling!

He looked up at the golden light.

This is the power of God!

Sure enough, before leaving, Qiao Yuan said that giving the map to Li Xiaoling might create a god in his own camp.

Saved!

The smoke and dust cleared, but the old dean didn't move forward, maybe he also felt threatened, and turned to look at Li Xiaoling.

"We meet again."

The old dean's voice was hoarse, and the wrinkles on his face were like ravines, full of lifelessness.

In order to further integrate into the qualifications of becoming a god, he gave up his living body and continuously absorbed the dead energy in the places of death in ancient times to transform into what he is now.