This axe is different from an ordinary axe. It is almost composed of a kind of "blood". However, when this blood solidifies, it actually gives people a hard and sharp texture.

Yes, this axe is the [Blood Axe] condensed from Ziliang's blood.

Long before several planes, that is, the plane of [God of the World], Ziliang found the weakness of Bai Xiong.

That is, all his abilities are almost entirely leveraging the attribute of [power]. This force is a simple and extreme "force", rather than a magnetic field-based thing like "gravity", and not a traction force based on speed.

Just look at this annotation to clarify well [force is the interaction between objects].

Therefore, when the "point of action" of each other is lost, the white bear becomes very uncomfortable.

In the environment of the "extraterrestrial universe", the power of the white bear will be reduced to the lowest point.

At that time, Ziliang used this method to curb the white bear, and Ziliang could think of it, others would definitely think of it.

So, the moment Bai Xiong and Chen Xiao pushed Ziliang's office away, this guy had already foreseen this moment, and at that time, Ziliang made a blood axe and handed it to Bai Xiong.

The white bear fiddled with the axe in his hand. Under his size, the axe looked as narrow as a fruit knife.

He knew that the characteristics of this axe would continue to accelerate before encountering a collision object. Of course, the white bear did not need this characteristic. He only needed the axe to be strong enough, because according to his strength, as long as he threw this thing out, he could give himself an extremely terrifying reaction force. This force was enough to offset his current speed and rush in another direction in turn.

So the white bear was waiting and waiting for that signal, which was very embarrassing. After asking for gravity, the speed of the earth was moving faster than expected. After a while, I didn't know where to fly. If I still threw the axe in the direction of the original position, I would definitely not be able to go back.

So, the white bear kept floating, floating.

Suddenly he was stunned.

An extremely clear sense of space tearing comes from a certain direction.

The white bear is the carrier of cosmic elements, so he is very sensitive to the rules of the universe. If a space is torn apart, or something transcends the rules, it will be as clear as if he has stabbed the skin with a needle.

So the white bear immediately looked in that direction.

In sight, only the sun's light was extremely inconsistently divided between light and darkness. In the distance, some areas with dense light were still dense, and sporadic light spots occasionally flashed, and the cold and silence remained.

But the white bear knew that in the vast and vast deep space, an inherent rule was being destroyed.

This is the signal Ziliang said

There was no turbulence on Bai Xiong's calm face. He just felt that this signal came too late. He had been floating in the universe for too long, and he was a little bored after a long time.

So, Bai Xiong no longer hesitated. He raised the blood axe in his hand, estimated the movement speed of the following space tearing, and slightly adjusted the direction of the throwing.

Then, the white bear stretched his arm back to the maximum limit, and his majestic body turned into a huge bow and arrow that was pulled to the limit with this movement. If there was air here, then this movement alone could cause violent vibrations around. The friction between the muscles was like a hot gear rotating and wrestling, freeing up unimaginable high temperature.

In an instant, the white bear's arms exploded like a giant cannon, and the blood axe in his hand instantly exceeded the limit of vision and flew towards the deep space.

There is no sound or fluctuation. Such a terrifying scene is actually silent in the universe, which makes people feel a bit ridiculous. Fortunately, the blood axe in the hand of Bai Xiong has the characteristics of not being damaged. If it were other items, under such power, it would probably have been shaken into powder before it started to throw it out.

The blood axe disappeared in a stunning way. No one knew where it would fly. It might be thousands or tens of thousands of years later, and then it would break through its surface, hit the depths of the star core, and then penetrate it and detonate it.

It’s easy, no one cares about these things. Among the vast stars, who cares about a planet?

Well, the white bear still cares a lot about the earth, because Chen Xiao once told him a lot of stories about him there, and he likes to listen to it very much.

Memories are always beautiful.

So at this moment, the white bear was pushed in the opposite direction by his own power. quietly, he turned into a meteor and flew to the edge of the sun. From a distance, the surface of the huge spot passed through an insignificant black spot. His body pierced the scorching space of more than 6,000 degrees Celsius, and a small solar prominence that raised 1,500 meters. The scattered lava turned into brilliant fireworks in the universe.

The white bear felt that the light was a little dazzling. The terrifying radiation hit his cheeks and the few beards that had just grown on his chin. The smell of hydrogen and helium was a bit pungent. An electric arc flashed and slapped on the white bear, making a loud noise that should have been terrible. Of course, no one could hear it.

In this way, the white bear flew silently. He ignored all factors that could or tried to change the direction of his travel, pierced nearly one billion kilometers of distance, and shot towards the originally blue but already gray planet.

On the ground, the chaos was so chaotic that no one could have imagined what kind of disaster would be like to bring together countless Gothams together. In short, this tiny planet seemed to be unable to withstand the toss and cons.

Explosions are happening everywhere, death is happening every moment, and thousands of madmen and outlaws gather together. They may play cards and chat together safely, but more likely they will fight and destroy.

But suddenly, people stopped.

They let go of the hand that grabbed someone else's neck and looked at the sky for no reason.

A stream of pressure squeezed down from the top of their heads

It is hard to describe this pressure, just like the air suddenly becomes extremely heavy, and I feel like I am stuffed into a needle tube. Then something blocks the needle and starts to push the piston core rod desperately.

The pressure is getting stronger and stronger, and some people can hardly stand and are pressed down to the ground.

In the sky, the clouds were pushed and dispersed by something, and a huge flame fell from the sky.

In the center of the battlefield, Bruce looked up and looked at the strange sky.
Chapter completed!