This unlucky guy is obviously helpless.

Because the giant palm under pressure is not only a physical attack, but also has a dense current and a strong magnetic field. Those who run farther away are less affected, and his f22 is basically sucked into the palm of his hand by the giant palm.

But compared to him, others are not much better...

After being harassed by the dispersed current and strong magnetic field, the next thing that harassed them was the ghosts whine in the body of the lightning giant.

Those ghosts and wolves howl, those sorrowful clouds are bleak, as long as they are rubbed against one side, they will feel distracted and distracting thoughts arise. It is not normal, but at this moment of life and death, hesitation a little, and when he comes to his senses, they will either be absorbed by the force field of the giant palm, or they have fallen to the surface and cannot be able to lift it up.

"Bang!" Slap hard on the water surface, causing splashes to soar into the sky. Some of them disintegrate and some can barely maintain, but they are also crooked and twisted, and the water quickly sinks...

The f22 is a purebred fighter, but not a dual-use aircraft for sea and air. Even if it is intact, it cannot be taken off from the water, let alone the one in front of you who is photographed straight from the air and is seriously damaged.

In the blink of an eye, the neatly arranged f22 fighter jets in the sky were stirred up by this lightning thug. Except for one in the palm of the hand, the others scattered, either absorbed or fell into the water.

Then, in the stunned everyone, the giant lightning palm carried the thunderous momentum, "Boom!" and hit the soap bubble of the Azim.

"Wave..." A faint sound was heard, and the shocking attack of the giant lightning palm also obviously slowed down under the action of soap bubbles.

However, this destructive attack is not so easy to absorb.

With the pressing of the giant palm, although the soap bubble itself only deformed slightly and showed little pressure. However, the entire Azim was pressed by the giant palm and fell straight into the sea.

Although the Azim is 180 meters long and has a standard displacement of more than 20,000 tons, it is just a slightly larger toy in front of the giant palm of Qingtian, which is more than 200 meters long.

With a "puff" palm, it was pressed into the water, deep!

From the perspective of the extraordinary person on the ship, you can clearly see that the sea level is less than ten meters below the deck. In the blink of an eye, the deck is submerged; in the blink of an eye, the three-story buildings on the deck are also underwater; in the blink of an eye, the entire ship, including the antenna at the highest point, was also submerged...

You know, it is a height of 40 or 50 meters from the deck.

"Ahhhh~~~" The extraordinary people couldn't help but scream in fear. Even if they were extraordinary people, the huge waves of more than fifty meters created by this man... No, the Azim is still sinking, and the sea level is still rising relatively, sixty meters or seventy meters?

Even if they are extraordinary people, they will have to lose half their lives even if they are hit by such huge waves.

Everyone poses a defensive posture, a crazy state of blessing, ready to face the impact of this catastrophe. However...

The water didn't come for a second;

In two seconds, the water still didn't come;

Three seconds, four seconds...

Someone opened his eyes in confusion and couldn't help but gasp.

It turned out that all the sea water that had passed the Azim was slowed down. At this moment, along the giant palm of the sky, a neat and giant wall of sea water was formed along the soap bubbles that wrapped the Azim.

The wall was pressing towards everyone one by one, one inch by one.

But... imagine that even at the supersonic speed of a missile, when it rushed into the soap bubble, it was still slow as if a fish were swimming in the water; at this moment, water was pouring in, and the speed was even more exaggerated.

Every inch, every minute, it looks like a turtle crawling.

Of course, even if the turtle climbs, it is a very spectacular turtle climb. No wonder the extraordinary people are scared and lose their minds.

"Wave..." Another slight sound. The entire Azim was completely pressed into the sea. The rushing sea water was closed directly above the giant ship and the center apex of the soap bubbles.

It is clear that the circular sky is soaked by sea water, and it quickly becomes smaller until it eventually disappears. Then the thickness of the sea water continues to increase, indicating that the Azm is still being pressed toward the seabed.

"Spicy..." The giant palm pressed the soap bubble. The lightning was thunderous and thunderous. It was clearly seen that the power of the soap bubble was facing the power of the sky!

What makes people feel relieved is that the two are evenly matched, at least on the surface.

Oh, by the way, there is also an F22 fighter between the two.

This war weapon from Mi** square was embarrassedly sandwiched between the giant lightning palm and the giant ship soap bubbles.

First, the black smoke rose in the lightning and thunder, and it was obviously burned by the electricity and burned...

Immediately afterwards, under the unparalleled pressure of the giant palm, the giant ship's soap bubbles began to twist and deform helplessly under the characteristics of everything. The cracks on the fuselage exploded and the glass cover covering the cockpit shattered inch by inch.

This is a special tempered glass. It will not produce stubble in fragments, but will form beads like gems. Then, under the slow special effect, it will splash around like petals blooming.

The giant palm continued to press down, the f22 continued to twist, and the fuselage had been flattened halfway. The giant palm finally pressed on the driver's head, leading him and the plane, as if he was dealing with the chunk of a scrap car, and was about to press into scrap iron sheets...

"Ahhhh..." The driver was slowed down many times, and a scream as thick as a beast's howl came. He finally couldn't bear it anymore and activated his ability.

In the belly of f22, fire lights exploded, and energy shocks came... He blatantly detonated the arsenal!

But...what is it? Even if it explodes, even if it catches fire, even if the impact spreads, it will be slowed down...

He didn't wait until the power of the explosion appeared. The moment he exploded the giant lightning palm and soap bubbles, he was pressed into iron pieces inch by inch by minute. Perhaps... his original intention was to kill himself with this, so he could die happily?

Anyway, it didn't work.

This is a progress that everyone expected!

From the beginning of the battle, everyone thought they were the protagonist, the chess player, either passionate, profound in planning, or arrogant... However, in a few breaths, they realized that they were supporting roles, no, not supporting roles, and they were cannon fodder at all!

When they get this situation, they can only pray.

Or pray that the soap bubble must withstand the pressing of the huge palm, or pray that dreaming, this must be a dream, hurry up and let yourself leave this ghost place...

When gods fight and mortals suffer, they can't do anything else except this in this collision of abilities beyond imagination.

Of course, they can't do it, someone can do it.

"Go!" In the room rented by Xiao Ling and others, the snow squirrel stood in the magic circle with a squatted stance and pointed at Xiao Ling, "There are two news, one good news and the other bad news. Do you want to listen to that first?"

Its eyes are wide open, its hair is standing upright, and its mouth is astringent.

The squirrel's hair is already long, and when it stands up, it makes me feel even more furry and can't bear to look at it.

Peng Shuai, Park Rou: "Okay."

Wei Feifei, Lin Qiuran: "Bad."

Xiao Ling: "There is time to talk nonsense, it's time to finish the matter..."

"Okay." The snow squirrel breathed, "The bad news is that this thing is too strong. I definitely can't hold on. Don't think about it, come down." He waved his hand to Xiao Ling and signaled the ceremony to end.

Of course, the soap bubble array that maintains the Azim must continue to support it.

"No, give up? That's it?" Xiao Ling had no choice but to do it, "Don't you struggle, struggle, burst out beans, and order a small universe?"

Wu Sihai rolled his eyes: "I have fought more than you breathe. I thought a novice like you would have to fight before I know?"

Looking at Xiao Ling's eyes, it curled its lips: "Okay... the truth is, even the hot beans can't beat it. The difference is too far..."

This is indeed news that is so bad that it cannot be broken anymore. "What about the good news?"

"The good news is that this thing is a nightmare."

"Nightmare? Nightmare of Nightmare?" Xiao Ling frowned.

"Yes, this is that." Wu Sihai nodded, "You also know my abilities..."

Xiao Ling was not very clear either, he only knew it was related to dreams, which the master said.

"This fantasy beast that feeds on nightmares is my nemesis! I'll say, I created this world, how could there be a second heresy? If it were this thing, it wouldn't be surprising at all..." Wu Sihai sighed.

"Damn!" Xiao Ling couldn't help but raise his middle finger, "What's good news?" Is it clearly news that is so bad that it can't be worse!

Wu Sihai patted his head: "Oh, by the way, this thing likes the most is the sea of ​​worldly affairs, feeding on nightmares. If you come to the mortal world, your magic power will be sharply reduced. At most, it will be like this. It is unlikely to drill through the entire space crack attack. So..."

Therefore, the pressure it brings is only temporary. Although it cannot be beaten, there is still a chance to run.

But… “As long as you use your ability to send me back, he will attack us? That is to say, there is no safe place in the sky and the earth for us to perform the ritual?”

"That's about that."

"Then won't I go back?"

"This...that...there is still a way, as long as you collect more memories..." The snow squirrel scratched his head.

“How many are some?”

"Three, Five, Seven..." The snow squirrel said hesitantly, and saw Xiao Ling's eyes that wanted to eat people, "Ten parts. As long as there is a memory equivalent to ten parts, the ceremony can speed up to a level that I can support." Wu Sihai said concisely.

"Actually, I can't blame me. Nightmare is extremely rare, even rarer than the giant pandas here... Who knew that someone would go so crazy that he actually collected millions of spiritual qualities to prove the truth by death, and transformed into nightmare."
Chapter completed!