Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder’s Record of Counterattacks

The planes connected to the Sea of ​​Law, intact, deformed, and about to be destroyed, all burst and die one after another.

Like gorgeous fireworks, the moment of death becomes eternal.

All planes, all Samsara World have been destroyed and no longer exist.

The tasker watched the destruction of the plane and couldn’t tell what it felt like, relief, at a loss, and more helpless?

What happened?

Everyone’s faces are blank and shocked, no one can give them an answer.

The man is clutching his heart, his figure can hardly stand, looks pale to transparent, like a projection, his figure will disperse when the wind blows.

There was a wry smile on his face. Death was never a beautiful thing. It was more of struggle and powerlessness, and even more ugly.

I had expected this day for a long time, but it really came, and the complex mood finally came, mixed with weakness.

Fujun looked towards the afterimage of the battle, Taishu used the power of Law Hai, and Law Hai is now a tall building that is fragile like a matchstick.

Withdraw this matchstick, then the entire building will be completely destroyed.

Taishu underestimated his opponent, maybe he has never seen it directly.

Who pays special attention to the ants by the feet, the ants are the ants, even the grown-up ants.

A vengeful ant hung down.

There is no regret or regret for offending this ant. Even if such a result is known in advance, the uncle will still do it.

It is an ironclad fact that the sea of ​​law will be destroyed, but killing a disobedient ant is a very correct operation.

The only thing I did wrong was that I didn’t completely kill the ant.

Let the demise of Law Sea a little earlier.

The little devil looked at the man’s transparent figure, “What’s the matter with you?”

The little devil’s wagging tail paused, his vertical pupils staring at the mansion. Jun, narrowed into a dangerous gap.

Fujun sighed, “Samsara World no longer exists, and I will no longer exist.”

Whether it is to re-create a law of the sea to drain this law, the man will be Yes.

Because when this sea of ​​laws is destroyed, he will also be destroyed with it.

He and his uncle have common interests and common goals.

I paid some price, but the goal was not at all achieved.

Uncle Tai may have the means to survive, and may become the Guardian, the birthplace of a new plane.

But he will definitely die.

The little devil stared at the man in a daze, and did not react at all. He couldn’t believe that such a standing person would die like this.

People who are like brothers and fathers, the closest man in life, will disappear without warning.

The little devil’s heart is full of absurdity and incredible.

“It won’t be.” The little devil muttered, looking at the palace stubbornly.

In terms of kinship, the little devil is of course kind to the man.

Since its birth, the little devil has been taught by the monarch. Although it was born in Ning Shu’s Samsara World, the number of meetings can be counted on one’s fingers.

Impossible said to be close to Ning Shu without conscience. To put it bluntly, the little devil has nothing to do with Ning Shu.

The mansion looked at the little devil who had grown into Great Accomplishment. “Before the annihilation, I did not find a way out, nor did I find a way out for you. I have no time. Someday, your Samsara will be born. The World is perished, and you will perish too.”

The little devil stared at the palace man with his pupils erect, and the palace man in a tuxedo became more and more transparent.

He raised his hand, pulled out the red flower in his chest pocket, and handed it to the little devil.

The little devil extended the hand grabbed the flower, his eyes trembled, and looked down at the flower. The flower exudes a sweet fragrance. He lowered his head and held the flower tightly.

Fujun’s almost transparent face burst into a smile, “Live well, and find a way for yourself to live by the way.”

The little devil raised his head, his eyes moistened, There is water vapor, “I would be lonely without you. What’s the meaning of living?”

“It’s fun to live, or to feel lonely. Everything I do is described as an ugly struggle. It’s all to live.”

The young man in front of him was covered with sadness, his tail was on the ground, motionless, without any anger.

Fujun extends the hand patted His shoulder, a child so small, has become a man able to support both heaven and earth, and his transparent hand penetrated the shoulder of the young man.

The little devil hurriedly extended the hand to grab the man’s hand, but all penetrated.

He is like a child who catches butterflies and can never catch butterflies.

His eyes burst into tears, “Man, don’t die, I will be sad and will not survive. Without you, I don’t know what to do.”

“You Will live, sadness has a time limit.” The man’s silhouette is completely transparent, and the smile of this indifferent man is warm before disappearing again.

Just to make the living better.

His figure was transformed into dots of ashes and disappeared.

“Ah…” The little demon frantically caught and hugged the place where the mansion had disappeared, but he was empty and couldn’t catch anything.

He collapsed and knelt on the ground, prostrate on the ground, crying, heart-piercing.

He lost a respected elder, the only relative, and a lonely person in the world.

No one taught, no one called his name, waiting for him, and giving him the best things.

It disappeared so abruptly, he didn’t know who to hate, he couldn’t even avenge him, he couldn’t do anything for him.

Neither will let him survive.

Confused, unable to find a direction, there is nothing more lonely and fear in the world than this.

Seeing everything, An He held his forehead deeply, his brows were exhausted and shocked.

Who is Fujun, a Trident total annihilation Wanma, just like this, annihilated and disappeared.

The annihilation of a giant is most sighing. Everything, strong and weak, is so vulnerable to withstand a single blow in the face of time.

Death and time are about the last fair in this world.

An He can no longer describe his feelings at the moment. First, he witnessed Sang Liang’s death, and the palace was annihilated beside him.

The inner shock is beyond words, and there is a child who collapses and cries.

An He didn’t dare to go up to comfort him. He is very fragile at the moment, but it is safe to go crazy and kill him by mistake.

Another person was destroyed.

Thinking of what Sang Liang said, destruction has always been accompanied by blood and death.

An He deeply felt that a person, an organization, when things have reached a dead end, the sadness, struggle and powerlessness.

The coolness of one after another penetrates in the depth of one’s soul, there is a collision between the blades of Heaven and Earth, there is a call of grief, the smell of blood, the atmosphere of madness.

Maybe the next one will be his turn. At this moment, the ship under howling wind and torrential rain flashes and thunders, annihilation and death are hit by waves, and sooner or later will be wiped out.

Powerless to stop, powerless to change.