Before the Lich could take a closer look at Fang Tianmu's words, Fang Tianmu's words had already been suppressed by its irresistible trend.
That kind of power cannot be resisted even if it really becomes a god, not to mention that the ritual has only just begun.
At the critical moment, a bright golden sword light fell from the sky, even instantly cutting through the black energy that symbolized the depravity of mankind, and directly destroyed Fang Tianmu's words.
Immediately after, another sword light followed, pointing directly at Fang Tianmu.
Fang Tianmu narrowed his eyes slightly, stretched out his hand, and a golden flower bloomed to form a barrier in front of him to block the sword light. But after a moment of collision, he tilted his head slightly.
Most of the sword light was blocked, but there was still a cunning and sharp one that penetrated Jinhua's defense. However, because Fang Tianmu turned his head in advance, it could only miss Fang Tianmu's face by a hair and hit the ground behind him.
middle.
boom!!
The building trembled, and there was only a trace of sharpness left in the escaped sword, but it still cut off a corner of the top of this tall building.
Fang Tianmu still stood casually in the turmoil, looking ahead with interest.
A tall figure, with white gold armor setting off his exquisitely proportioned figure, holding a sharp and gorgeous long sword in his hand.
"This set of armor is really nostalgic. I remember that the original owner of this set of armor and that sword should be... His Excellency Prince Yuejin?"
"Long time no see, Immortal Danmu." A cold male voice came from under the armor.
"I don't want to see you, so why don't we just go back to the dust of history?" Fang Tianmu smiled brightly, but his words were extremely cold.
"We are just doing it for our country and for our glory to come back again." said the man known as the Prince of Meteor Gold.
"Don't laugh me to death, you are nothing without Aaron. Even the armor you wear and the sword in your hand were all made by Aaron for you. Your glory? Ha, that is just his glory." Fang Tianmu
He did not hide his disdain at all, and his tone was full of contempt.
Prince Yuejin was speechless for a moment.
Fang Tianmu stopped looking at him and turned his gaze back to the lich in mid-air.
At this time, the Lich took out a piece of white crystal and crushed it directly. A huge amount of soul power poured out from it to wrap around its body, blending with the black meaning of corruption.
Just as Fang Tianmu was about to cast a spell, Prince Yuejin swung his sword directly at Fang Tianmu.
The sharp and polished sword intent spurted out.
This time, Fang Tianmu suddenly turned the spearhead and stretched out his hand directly. Mysterious ancient inscriptions appeared on the backs of both hands. He grabbed the long sword with his left hand and easily prevented the blade from advancing even an inch.
Immediately afterwards, a punch was stamped on Prince Yuejin's armor.
The tall figure flew out upside down, leaving a deep ravine on the ground before rushing out from the edge of the building and crashing into the opposite building. The impact caused the opposite building to be cut off in the middle and start to topple over.
"Pediatric." He threw the long sword of good quality aside casually, as if he had just thrown away a piece of trash.
Stretching out his hand to hold it in the void, a big golden hand formed to grasp the lich.
When the big hand comes close to a certain distance, a colorful light will immediately block it.
Fang Tianmu frowned. Before he could increase his strength, blue crystal chains popped out of the void and blocked him.
His body shook and shattered the chains, and then there was a muffled thunder above his head, and the thunder pierced the clouds and rushed down, instantly hitting Fang Tianmu and the building below.
Boom!
The golden light blocked the smoke and dust, and Fang Tianmu was suspended in the air, unscathed.
Looking at the collapsed buildings below and the people fleeing in panic, his eyes were cold and heartless. To him, these mortals were just meaningless ants.
Even if he could save them by casting a spell, he wouldn't do it.
In Aaron's case, he might say no to the trouble while doing the easy work.
Aaron also did things that hurt countless people in his past life, but from Fang Tianmu's point of view, a naturally noble being like Aaron should not be compared with ordinary people. Those mortals are not worthy.
"That's why there are so many ants left. Not letting them know your terror, and just blindly accommodating them, will cause these ants who can't see the facts to chase the illusion you brought to them, and even feel complacent about it."
Fang Tianmu seemed to feel something. Even though he knew that the person was not there, he still spoke softly.
As he spoke, he slowly raised his hands, palms facing each other, and rotated.
"Burn the sky and destroy the world."
Narrowing his eyes again, Fang Tianmu waved his hand and slapped him.
At this moment, the sky that was originally shrouded in black air was replaced by a dazzling red-gold light. The entire sky was burned by sky fire, the clouds and smoke were turbulent, the air was evaporated, and the magic power of the atmosphere quickly burned and turned into a raging fire.
The entire city was shrouded in this doomsday-like scene. If Fang Tianmu hadn't exported the pouring energy downwards, the city below would have been reduced to nothing in an instant.
Even so, some tall buildings in the city are still unavoidable.
However, people in the city don't have to worry about being affected by the debris of the building this time. After all, all the buildings affected by this technique will be reduced to ashes in an instant.
Under this huge attack, everyone on the other side could only try their best to resist, but the safe area was quickly compressed until the Lich was approaching.
Seeing the few people struggling to resist and barely leave some space for themselves, the Lich took out the last piece of dazzling colored crystal and crushed it immediately.
What is scattered from it is people's fluctuating spirits, or something called "emotions."
The lich gathers these emotions directly into itself and enters the final stage.
Waving his staff, he started the ritual far away in the Chaos Vision of the City of Death, and the aura of a foreign land enveloped him. At this moment, the Lich seemed to be no longer on the golden continent.
"Oh~."
While resisting Fang Tianmu's attack, no one had time to observe their surroundings. Fang Tianmu came above them at some point and watched the Lich's actions from a high position.
With a laugh of unknown meaning, Fang Tianmu discharged several copper coins in the air.
Copper coins are arranged in a chaotic arrangement.
Fang Tianmu's fingers tapped the copper coins lightly in the process, and finally they formed an unknown pattern, and then he put them away.
A power that was clearly just born, but exuded an ancient and immortal aura, emerged from the Lich's body.
This is divinity!
Just when the Lich was about to savor this power, its body made a "clicking" sound.
"What..." The Lich was stunned and stretched out his hand.
Cracks appeared on his hands, covering his whole body like a spider web.
Weakness, powerlessness, and all kinds of feelings began to surge up. Not to mention the increased strength, even the original strength in the past began to pass away rapidly. It felt like a broken hourglass.
Soon, it realized something.
It failed.
In the end, it still failed.
"Lich! You!" Someone noticed something was wrong with the energy flow behind him, turned his head with difficulty, and saw the scene of the Lich's body gradually collapsing.
"Very huggy..."
The words of apology were still unspoken, because one person's distraction and lack of resistance caused the already surging energy to explode, directly involving everyone.
raging!
There is no room for any debris in the red-gold sky.