One Man’s Power

In order to better show Tang Hong the true appearance of the Altar of God, he hung up the communication the next day and added Tang Hong QQ.

'The next day I actually used qq. '

‘The nickname is porcelain. '

Tang Hong was a little dazed, and his painting style was inexplicably weird.

Although extraordinary people have to keep pace with the times, but what the hell is this yellow and red mark: year svip10.

He is also a QQ user and has never been a member, but he knows a thing or two: ordinary members can reach up to vip7, super members can reach up to svip9, and there is no tenth level at all.

There are also avatar pendants...

It was actually a circle of ink-colored petals...

Tang Hong was speechless: 'Why are you so gaudy. '

Boom~

A video call popped up from the QQ account whose nickname is Porcelain.

After connecting, the vicissitudes of the face of the second genius will be displayed on the screen, especially the atmosphere of an uncle, with a wild beard and black hair, casually falling on the shoulders, fluttering even in the absence of wind, those eyes are as bright as stars, like the dazzling existence in the center of the world .

At a glance, people will deeply remember the pair of weather-beaten eyes, the unique eyes that coexist with sadness, indifference and vitality.

look down,

It is a black and white checked cotton scarf.

Wearing a stand-up sweater the next day, he smiled at Tang Hong. He stood high in the sky, as if he could touch the clouds by raising his hand, and pointed the camera at the altar area hundreds of meters away.

Instantly.

Vibrant colors fill the screen.

The picture is full of colorful colors, and the strange light is hazy, making it difficult for Tang Hong to see clearly. After the camera focused several times and seemed to get used to the colorful light, the picture stabilized, showing the altar of God.

It was a huge circular altar, about 300 meters high, like a thick disc, and like a strange trapezoid with a narrow top and a wide bottom, with unknown symbols flashing on the side... Wisps of light intertwined with each other, Shape something like a pillar, spread out from the side of the altar, and the beam of light falls on the ground, penetrating into the ground to an unknown depth... The altar, which looks like a thick disc and trapezoidal, sits firmly, and the top is like a platform, standing twelve A sacred flame and storm flickered silently, surrounding the central point.

In the center of the top platform, there is a circle of light similar to the sun!

This is the altar of God?

Tang Hong stared at the screen of the mobile phone, as if seeing the world's top special effects, but it was so real and holy.

Through the screen, he faintly felt the oppression on his face.

But at the next moment, Tang Hong took a closer look and saw a subtle change in the Altar of God.

From a disc to a pagoda, each floor has countless windows and countless small doors. The light leaking from the half-covered windows and doors is almost like gurgling water. Those lights surround the entire pagoda, circulating endlessly, and spiraling up...

Immediately afterwards.

The altar has changed again.

The genius on the second day: The altar of God is changing all the time and has no fixed appearance.

Tang Hong frowned and said, How high is the altar?

Three hundred and sixty-two meters.

It's equivalent to a commercial building with more than one hundred floors. It covers a larger area and is dazzled by colorful lights. How can such a grand spectacle be hidden? Ordinary people can see the Altar of God a few kilometers away. Tang Hong narrowed his eyes, Can't figure it out.

Such sacred things spread all over the world?

Can't hide.

Relying solely on memory erasers, the Skynet system, and the blockade by the government and the military...it still can't be hidden. The seven-color altar, which is nearly 400 meters high, is unpredictable, and the sacred light can't hide it. How can the extraordinary world block the news?

Tang Hong couldn't help asking: This... how can this be hidden.

It's very simple.

Said lightly on the second day.

Tang Hong stared, and stepped out of the edge of the screen for a second day, leaving his back...

Immediately, his mind made up the picture: high above the sky, the mobile phone was floating behind out of thin air, and the camera was pointed at the front.

Take flight! Willpower interferes with reality! Tang Hong's envious eyes didn't even blink.

It feels like a century-old practice lemon essence.

Look. The figure spread out his right hand, like an emperor stamping a seal, like the heavens and the earth turned and rolled, and it was only the next day that he lightly pressed down with his palm, pressing the holy will on the altar.

Immediately!

The colorful light disappeared without a trace!

The altar is no longer visible, only the air is slightly distorted, like a steamer in a dog day.

On the screen, he turned around the next day, as if it was not worth mentioning: That's all right. There was a faint smile in his eyes, and there was a strong wind in the sky, blowing the black hair back, as if The exiled immortal came to the world, and Tang Hong was silent with his elegant and dusty temperament.

Tang Hong: ????

Clutching his chest, and looking at the next day, Tang Hong secretly set a small goal for himself - to be in the air as soon as possible!

Willpower interferes with reality too quickly.

When the will exceeds 700%, it can interfere with reality.

I get excited just thinking about it... lying on the bed, washing my face, brushing my teeth and blowing my hair; while reading a book in the living room, I controlled the kitchen knife to cut out shredded potatoes and stir-fried vegetables in the air.

Immediately afterwards.

Tang Hong explained the details of the early stages of the destruction of the altar in the battle of the Xining division.

On the second day, he took his mobile phone and flew to the border of the altar area, demonstrated for a long time, and asked Tang Hong if he had any chance to reproduce the miracle of the reversal of that battle.

Difficult, difficult.

Tang Hong shook his head, thought for a while, and pointed to the edge of the altar: If someone tears a huge crack that can at least accommodate an arm, I would like to try.

finished speaking.

Both eyes lit up at the same time.

On the third day, she is the owner of the top-grade belief that cuts through different spaces with one sword.

However... if you don't activate your faith, her sword will is too weak. He hesitated the next day: It's okay to use your faith to cut the altar. Regardless of success or failure, your faith will not collapse. But when she uses her sword, years of accumulating strength are wasted .”

Great and small, she has never activated her first belief.

She gave birth to faith, fought against it, raised the upper limit of her belief, and used extreme sharpening methods to give birth to an extreme sword. Countless ebbs and flows, she only wanted to stop the catastrophe. The last battle of catastrophe was due to insufficient sword intent. Swords are meaningless.

This time is different.

The next day he pondered and said: I will find time to communicate with her, and then see if the technological weapon can tear a gap.

good.

If there is a crack, I will try it immediately.

——

Facing the sky, the vast blue sky, Tang Hong began to sprint with all his strength.

He wants to fly, fly higher, until he has the ability to fly in the air.

As we all know, manifesting will and vacating are the two major characteristics of peak consultants. It is relatively simple for willpower to interfere with matter, and willpower above the limit of three times can move things out of thin air.

The more esoteric aspects of altering matter and reorganizing matter are still theories.

Tang Hong didn't think about it for the time being.

...

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Hong relied on the hang glider to fly in the air for a short time.

The time is too short, only two or three minutes, not enough to do anything.

...

On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Hongquan made a short flight with his flesh and blood.

But still too short.

Less than four minutes.

...

On the twelfth day of the Lunar New Year, Tang Hong launched a blocking battle and intercepted a conventional god who was flying into the air.

A short vacancy is no match for a real vacancy.

It's like static breath holding and actual breath holding, the difference is too big... Tang Hong was in a bad mood. Since he couldn't fight in the air, he had to drag down the regular god who flew up to the low altitude, and beat him violently on the ground. Broken dozens of times.

Anyway, with one foot pierced into the god's body and nailed to the ground, he couldn't run away.

Just three minutes.

He downplays death powerlessly.

...

Time passed, and it was the Lantern Festival in a blink of an eye.

The full moon hangs in the night sky like a jade plate. Tang Hong stands on a cliff with open arms, embracing the silk moonlight.

He jumps off a cliff.

Jump off the cliff again.

After jumping hundreds of times, Tang Hong faintly felt that the tactics of Flying became smoother.

It seems that there is a layer of hazy rice paper, which gives people the feeling of looking at flowers in the fog, and piercing it is the peak. This visible and intangible taste can make people feel distressed and mad, but for Tang Hong, it is a breeze.

This is the benefit of will cultivation.

One time won't work, just two, three times, there will always be gains, seize the opportunity and make a breakthrough.

The sky gradually brightened. In the early morning, and then when the fiery red sun broke through the horizon, Tang Hong jumped down with all his limbs spread out.

Sensing the movement of air...

Controlling the operation of extraordinary power...

Wow! !

If you look down from a high place, you can see that the whole person is lying on the ground in a large font, as if falling straight down.

Hush, huh, suddenly there was a breeze, and the air flowed slowly and intensified, wrapping around Tang Hong's body like a tornado—Tang Hong was only less than one centimeter from the ground.

There were even a few patches of grass, swaying in the wind, brushing against his closed-eyed face.

The flow of air...

Since ancient times, flying has been one of the ultimate dreams of human beings.

Birds fly because their bodies are streamlined, with little resistance, and their bones are hollow and light, filled with air. The structure of each organ is also inclined to reduce weight and enhance flight ability.

The Flying tactics practiced by Tang Hong largely borrowed from the principles of bird flight.

The agitation of extraordinary power simulates the principle of bird flight, which is the furnace fire environment. According to the organ structure and characteristics of the human body, explore the unique flying principle applicable to oneself, which is more flexible, lighter, and more explosive, that is, the summit state.

The flying ability is in the extraordinary system, and it is exclusive to the consultant level. And many consultants can't do that.

If you can fly into the air and face the gods, you will have high mobility, you can fight if you want, and you can fly if you want. If the vacation is used properly, it can contain multiple gods, and more combat methods will be derived, giving Chaofan a great advantage in the face of gods who cannot vacate.

this moment.

Tang Hong closed his eyes, feeling the cold wind blowing at sunrise, and faintly visualized the natural power of the fiery red sun jumping out of the sky.

“Just being flexible isn’t enough.”

There must be an explosion.

Just like the sunrise, the sudden explosion, the eternal upward force.

A powerful burst is the vacation.

All the experiences, all the feelings, and all the summaries are integrated at this time, and they are integrated into one, and that layer of obstacles is naturally pierced.

In just a moment, Flying breaks through the peak realm!

Boom!

The billowing smoke and dust swayed away, and he rose from the ground and flew into the sky.