Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Chapter 4970

"Let's attack together! It's just a skeleton, what's there to be afraid of!"

Croba roared, and the four knight-level powerhouses launched an attack on Ling simultaneously.

Ling simply raised her hand slightly, and the Eternal Judgment Sword was lifted lightly from her hand. An almost invisible sword curtain expanded from her body, as if draping the world in a thin veil!

"The Realm of the Formless Sword".

The empty wind crown pressed down, and when it reached this thin veil, it was as if someone had gently wiped it with the back of their finger. All the wind lines broke at the edge of the formless, not because they were blocked, but because they directly dissipated into nothingness!

Croba burst in from the edge of the sword curtain with "Instant Step Rift", his wolf-like mouth wide open, and the Shattering Cannon taking shape in his throat.

Ling tapped the back of her sword lightly.

"Ether splitting".

The Shattering Cannon was restored to its original energy form and silently disintegrated within the Wolf's Kiss before it could even be fired!

A gush of blood suddenly gushed from Croba's throat!

Gushan roared as he charged forward, shouting, "Iron Throne Punch!"

The fist, covered in iron armor, slammed down with the force of a collapsing mountain, instantly unleashing an incomparably powerful energy wave that shot straight at Ling's body!

Ling neither retreated nor dodged; she simply slashed her greatsword lightly in the air with her right hand.

A silver sword light formed a spreading ring and rippled outwards.

The moment the Gushan Fist Wind entered the ring, the fist's momentum was deemed non-existent and vanished without a trace.

The silver sword ring continued its momentum, striking Gu Shan's body directly!

Gu Shan took the hit head-on, his aura turned pale, and it felt as if a portion of his supernatural energy had been drained away. He groaned and his body was sent flying like a cannonball!

"Crack!"

His armor shattered, and blood gushed out, dripping onto the ground.

The time ring in Guchawen's single eye spun wildly. "I've come to strip her of her 'sword'!"

In his view, Ling's "sword" is not a weapon but a causal weapon!

Upon reaching Ling's level, all energy returns to its most primal form, which is the eternity of a single thought, where an individual's thoughts influence the entire material world.

"The Corridor of Flowing Light".

An even more intense light erupted from the golden single eye, and one golden halo after another overlapped, then suddenly appeared beside Ling, wrapping around the sword in Ling's hand in ring after ring.

He actually tried to separate that cause and effect from Ling.

A faint hint of mockery flashed across Ling's eyes.

Following the causal power of Guchawen, a silver light shone in her eyes.

This radiance gently shifted the direction of cause and effect, and that cause and effect unexpectedly returned to Guchawen himself. Guchawen felt a pain in his one eye, and temporarily lost a "timeline" in his vision.

"what!!"

Guchawen let out a painful howl, and blood flowed from his one eye.

"How foolish to try to use causality on this person! He's asking for it."

A representative of a foreign tribe sneered and mocked Guchawen.

"Is this... the power of the Ihen Clan?" the three-headed race murmured. "Even if it's just a shell, it's not something a third-rate race like us can afford to offend."

Everyone present was watching the battle intently.

Ling's combat level has reached another level, that is, the combat of the rules.

These are all valuable learning opportunities for them, and they don't want to blink an eye.

"He understood 30%," the Thousand Hands Clan elder murmured. "He's already capable of handling things independently."

Zhang Yi was also busy.

He kept all things in the universe outside Ling and himself, like an invisible shield, swallowing unnecessary attacks for her.

His right hand trembled slightly, the tangent of the "dimensional string solution" like an invisible net watching over every step of Croba's "teleportation".

It also cut the "Thunder Phase Nine Pillars" that was brewing in the distance into nine segments of dumb electricity.

The second hand of his left eye moved quietly forward, marking the anchor point of Guchawen's "causal deprivation" in advance with each tick, so that Ling could avoid it.