It's just a game, why did you dig up my grave?

Chu Xuan said nothing.

Throw away the copper sword, whose blade has already vaporized under the constant attacks, leaving only the hilt.

He took off his dark blue robe and folded it neatly.

He snapped his fingers lightly.

"Snapped!"

The space behind him fluctuated.

Kong Qiu, Mo Zhai, Sun Wu, all clones whose strength reached the fifteenth level came out of the fluctuating space one by one.

Then they each faced the end when the barriers were broken by sword talismans.

Confucius rushed to the front, slashing with the long sword engraved with the word "virtue" in his hand, cutting a huge gap in the barrier of the flood-apocalyptic world.

He shouted: "Master said that you should die today!"

Walked in without hesitation.

Behind him, Mo Zhai took out countless nuclear bombs with unimaginable power from his personal space, and began the first round of cleaning the ground against the end of the epidemic.

And this is just the lowest-tech weapon he has produced.

As one clone after another joined the battlefield, the march of Doomsday finally stopped.

The battle of the fifteenth-level warrior has already involved a battle between rules and rules.

Normally, they usually interfere with each other based on their own areas of control.

Use the power of the field to erode the enemy bit by bit.

After gaining an advantage, he then established the victory in one fell swoop.

However, Chu Xuan's clones were only at the fifteenth level.

It hasn't reached the sixteenth level yet.

Even in the face of the doomsday composed of a low-energy world, it is difficult to gain an advantage in terms of rules.

Therefore, except for technology players like Mo Zhai, the founder of Daqin physics, others can only risk their lives to directly enter these doomsday centers.

This temporarily delays time.

The first reason why the previous sword talismans were used to attack other doomsdays was to consume the power of these doomsdays as much as possible.

The second is that Chu Xuan is now in a world at the end of the blazing sun.

Under Di Jun's control, his body was severely rejected by the rules of the world.

Even opening a temporary storage space in the apocalypse requires a lot of effort.

It is even more difficult for something like a talisman to use rules to exert its power.

The effect of using it in the void is much better than in the Doomsday of the Sun.

"Hmph, Chu Xuan, do you want to do the same trick again and use your clone to resist the coming of the apocalypse?"

Di Jun's eyes flashed with amusement.

Chu Xuan frowned slightly when he heard this.

"You know I have a clone?"

"Hmph, your clone Yi killed nine of my sons back then.

How could I not remember the clone Zhuanxu Jedi Tiantong?

If it weren't for you, our world of spirit beasts wouldn't have ended up like this!

Shadow World, you are really lucky, you actually have a chance to do it again.

But even if we start over, you humble and stupid humans cannot change the fate of destruction. "

Chu Xuan heard some questions from Di Jun's words.

"So, you are the emperor of the main world?"

"good."

"Since you have already interacted with me in the main world.

What makes you think you can beat me? "

The power of Qi and blood burst out from Chu Xuan's body like a star.

The whole person expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"How could you be so stupid as to think I only have these means?

After being eroded by the aura of doomsday, has your brain been damaged? "

The majestic Qi and blood flowed out of the body, condensing bit by bit in the air.

When Chu Xuan finished speaking, a huge martial arts avatar comparable to a blue star appeared in the scorching sun.

The height of the giant is the same as the flying height of Emperor Jun.

He looked at the former ancient emperor of heaven indifferently.

The next moment, a loud dog barked.

"Wang!"

Immediately afterwards, a huge fist quickly enlarged in front of its eyes.

Di Jun stared closely at the flying fist, his eyes full of confusion.

The fist he swung over gave off a very strange aura.

Sometimes he is as elegant as the most outstanding gentleman in the world, sometimes he is as wretched as a dirty beggar, and sometimes he is as despicable as the most despicable villain.

In just a short moment, the aura emanating from the fist changed thousands of times.

This complicated feeling made Di Jun almost vomit.

While Di Jun was stunned, the martial arts true body's attack had already arrived in front of it.

"Oh!"