One Man’s Power

Provincial and municipal top-secret archives of the Yellow River Organization: Xining sub-regional blockade. (Current year serial number**)

Hazard level: Hazardous level.

Relevant personnel: Tang Hong (only record the internal members of the Yellow River Organization)

Brief description of the event: On the seventh day, Godslayer Tang Hong took 19 minutes to fight against the dangerous god in the weak stage. He took three breaths outside the breath and two breaths inside the breath, and finally killed him.

Handler: Tang Hong.

Casualties: None at this time.

Subsequent additions: None.

Follow-up records: 1. The Central Research Institute invited the seventh genius to participate in the experiment of how to break the altar of the early gods was temporarily put on hold; 2. Tang Hong's own talent has a unique effect of reducing divine breath damage (black secret; black secret ; limited to consultant level reading)

Xining District, the Headquarters Advisory Office of the Plateau Organization.

(⊙⊙)...

Advisor code name Snowball stared at the computer screen in astonishment.

A video was played on it, which was the shot of Tang Hong alone fighting a dangerous god in the weak stage...

I saw Tang Hong fighting a dangerous god at close range, moving around, soaring into the air from time to time, gliding for a short time, changing directions so violently that snowballing eyelids twitched.

Boom! ! !

The figure was full of fighting spirit, opened wide and closed, and with one punch, there were five or six willpower sharp edges wrapped around the arm, like a sharp knife point piercing through the sun, moon, and void, piercing through the shining golden body , Leng Shengsheng was beaten into two pieces.

Boxing knife?

The pinnacle of tactics?

The fist of the flesh and blood can actually have a miraculous effect of cutting. Snowball was secretly surprised: I heard that the guide of the seventh genius is the teacher of the extraordinary, Fang Nanxun.

It's not that I haven't practiced that split boxing before.

And also comprehend the attainments of climbing the peak.

Rolling Snowball watched the picture shake slightly like a silent pantomime. It was the ground trembling slightly. If the camera hadn't recorded the footage in the distance, I'm afraid I couldn't keep up with the crazy fight between the two phantoms. From one side to the other, the movement was fast, and the instantaneous acceleration reached tens of meters per second. .

Other consultants are flexible and ingenious, and their changes are smooth and smooth.

Tang Hongke was fine, like a bumper car, accelerating violently again and again... Rolling Snowball grinned as he watched, feeling that violent and tyrannical impact seemed to rush out of the screen.

It was still flashing to the left one second ago, and the feet were nailed to the same place the next second. Can the flesh and blood bear it?

The perfect structure of the small world is so strong?

Absolutely stable and firm. The five elements of a normal transcendent are like loose shelves, relying on the embedded combination of bumps and convexities to build and fit together...while the five elements of a genius are high-temperature and high-pressure die-casting processes, completely Fusion together. Snowball couldn't help showing amazement.

From the shooting angle, Tang Hong beat him up in a dangerous manner, as if he was beating a rag doll that was bouncing on the ground ferociously.

The dangerous god cast magic spells, all of which were resolved by Tang Hong.

The God of Danger wanted to break through, but was dragged back again and again by Tang Hong, leaving traces on the ground... Of course, it was too difficult for one person to suppress the God of Danger from the beginning to the end and prevent him from breaking out. Thirty-three made several shots to assist Tang Hong without giving the slightest chance.

finally.

At the nineteenth minute and fifty-two seconds, the golden body faded to the critical point, died completely, and slowly fell at the feet of the seventh genius.

hiss.

Rolling Snowball couldn't help taking a breath, his lungs inhaled a lot of oxygen, and the air was flowing violently.

Snowball had been watching with his breath held just now.

It took about 20 minutes to shoot and record the scene, plus the situation before and after the war. For consultants, it is easy to hold your breath statically for two hours, but it is difficult to hold your breath in actual combat.

so……

Hold your breath every day, insist on holding your breath Only by integrating the breath-holding into your unconscious instinct, you can forcibly hold back the desire to open your mouth to take a breath when you are seriously injured.

Thirty-three?

Rolling Snowball looked at the round-faced young man who was already asleep on the sofa beside him.

The round-faced young man is like a motionless sculpture.

There was no breath, no vitality, and even the blood flow was frozen. Snowball called softly, and the round-faced youth woke up from the shallow sleep of the breath-holding mode.

Breath-holding sleep... It can be called the most advanced breath-holding technique.

Even the top transcendents can't try it easily, it is easy to hurt the internal organs, but the round-faced youth is already used to the habit of holding his breath for only two hours of sleep at a time: I cooperated with the seventh genius, and I have already swept through fifty suspicious objects in the Xining division. Place.

Fifty suspicious locations, in terms of number alone, far surpassed the Heiji Division and the Sichuan-Shu Division.

Not to mention that the probability of a god appearing in a suspicious point is as high as 1/2.

This is still the case that the previous strongest consultant, the mountain mover, has already swept away half of the situation. It is conceivable how many gods are hidden in the Xining division. Without Tang Hong as the core force, the round-faced youth would not be able to shoulder this burden.

That is to say...

On the seventh day, Tang Hong is leaving? Rolling Snowball's eyes moved.

The round-faced young man with the consultant code No. 33 grinned little by little, smiling, crying, and distorted: The sweeping operation in the Xining sub-division has ended. Tang Hong will return to Yunhai soon, or go to the Jiangnan sub-division.

Rolling Snowball expressed regret, and tapped the snow-white mechanical keyboard: Can't we win the seventh day to our side?

nowadays.

We have only two consultants in Xining.

As long as Tang Hong is willing to stay, any conditions are easy to negotiate, power, wealth, fame and beauty are all at his fingertips.

As a consultant, Xueqiu knew that there was no limit to extraordinary geniuses. Although he was not afraid of being famous, even though he knew a little more about the truth, it was still limited. He only knows the concept of divinity, but he doesn't know the source of divinity. In fact, it has nothing to do with divinity.

The so-called divinity...

It's not because of taking divine resources!

According to Qianshan's speculation, everyone has divinity, from those who have become saints to ordinary newborn babies. This is a rather terrifying conclusion.

well.

Genius has no divinity. The real benefit is not to be famous or not, but to break through and become a saint. The round-faced young man chose one of the seven emotions of sorrow, and even when he smiled, he seemed to be crying and distorted: I really envy geniuses. , jumping over the threshold of holiness that suppresses divinity, and the journey went smoothly.

Sublimation of sensibility, suppression of divinity, this process is very dangerous.

If one is careless, the promotion fails, and the transcendent will become a vegetable... However, the transcendent has clear reason as the core cornerstone, and once it breaks through to become a saint, it is basically impossible to fail.

Throughout the world, there is only one example of the failure of a transcendent to break through to a saint.

As he said that, the round-faced young man shook his head and returned to the topic just now: We have wiped out the routine gods here, and the pressure in all aspects has been greatly reduced. The next step is to block the battle. It is useless for Tang Hong to stay, it is too wasteful.

Sniper warfare is the norm.

The first line of defense, the second line of defense, belong to the final interception.

The two looked at each other and were silent for a while before a long sigh echoed in the office.

This summer...

Only five months left.

Race against time to resolve internal troubles, all human beings are preparing.

The sweeping operation is the harbinger of midsummer, and there is not much time left for Chaofan.

...

At the same time, another headquarters, the combat command center.

The huge command room was quiet at this moment, and everyone was busy with their affairs with their heads down.

Jiang Yunxiang, a middle-aged woman, looked down at the district briefings. The more she looked at them, the more surprised she became, and she smiled broadly.

sharp.

He's a regular god nightmare.

Jiang Yunxiang let out a breath slowly. After reading the briefing of the Godslayer's battle situation, she felt thrilled, as if she had witnessed a series of crisp, destructive battles.

Perhaps, in terms of comprehensive combat power, the godslayer is not as good as the previous mountain mover for the time being.

But... The efficiency of killing gods is almost 1.5 times that of the strongest consultant mountain mover!

1.5 times!

The objective and cold numbers made Jiang Yunxiang feel hot.

So many regular gods... are dead.

Kill them all!

The belief of the top-rank sequence is that the godslayer seems to be born to kill the gods, and was born.

The unparalleled genius...

The belief in the top-rank sequence...

Every life-and-death battle can break out... Jiang Yunxiang's blood was boiling hot all over, and he said secretly: I heard that geniuses don't become saints and don't go abroad. I don't know how the superiors plan to arrange this godslayer this time.

Just one person.

But it's worth a serial blocking team.

Jiang Yunxiang couldn't help thinking of the tragic experience when he was born in the Pacific Theater.

Fighting at sea is extremely unfavorable to Chaofan.

That's why the hot weapons fired by the military's gunfire can be evenly matched with the extraordinary.

Think here.

Jiang Yunxiang put away the briefing on the Godslayer's battle situation, folded the pages and put them in a drawer, sorted out the January briefing, looked through the detailed information on the blocking battle, and reported the casualty rate.

anyway.

Blocking is the point.

The manifestation of the coming of God is the source, as long as the source is extinguished, many crises will naturally be resolved.

As long as the number of gods can decrease...

kindness?

Jiang Yunxiang frowned, his pupils shrank, and his gaze changed.

Report! Right above the Xining division, there are fluctuations in divine power at the edge of the atmosphere. It is estimated that there is a regular god.

Contact the Divisional Interdiction Team immediately.

Jiang Yunxiang stood up suddenly, gave orders, and the entire combat command room began to operate, and the atmosphere became serious, sending out messages one after another in an orderly manner.

Mortals: ordinary creatures

Will: 579%

Strength: 606%

Realm: 0.23

Value per person: 10

Tang Hong, who was about to leave the Xining division, called out the system interface, feeling quite high-spirited and riding the wind and waves.

These days, Tang Hong's strength has improved by leaps and bounds.

Unbelievable explosion.

The values ​​of will, strength, and realm all skyrocketed.

The will is close to 600%, and the strength is even more than 600%, which is only more than 90% away from the 700% level of the pioneer transcendent.

Especially the subtle changes in the system interface made Tang Hong feel good: I'm still a mortal, but since I officially broke through to the top level, weak creatures have become ordinary creatures.

Ordinary creatures...

It seems that I still can't be proud, and I can still call myself an ordinary person.

Yes, an ordinary person, just with better talent.

Tang Hong glanced at the system interface, seeing how the word common looked pleasing to the eye, took out his mobile phone, and started booking tickets. The next stop was Jiangnan District.

soon.

Airline tickets booked.

Tang Hong walked into the commercial plaza and started a shopping and sweeping tour.

The main thing is to bring some special products back home, and it happens that the Spring Festival is coming, so I go home to send my parents.

Life...

It's still the most comfortable to kill gods. It's really pleasant physically and mentally to see ordinary gods die in front of you. While shopping, Tang Hong silently calculated the gains of the Xining division along the way: It's less than half a month in total, and one person is worth more than two yuan. Hundred.

These days are too full.

Little dreams seem to be coming true.

Tang Hong pondered: The central military's sweeping operation has five lines, and there are three lines left... There are 16 sub-districts, and 13 sub-districts have been cleaned. Is this a preparation for this summer?

What does a real god look like?

But what if...

Tang Hong frowned, a little worried, if the real god recognized by human beings is still something like a servant of God...

so what should I do now?

However, thinking of the Central Research Institute and that Dr. Sang, there should be no mistakes. Tang Hong scanned the QR code to pay with WeChat, but his phone got stuck, and a call from an unknown number came in.

Tang Hong picked it up, and a golden red on the other side of the communication said respectfully: Excuse me, do you know Wu Jie...

???

Tang Hong was stunned and speechless. Why was this Wu Jie arrested again?