Chapter 867

Xiang Ning has run the biological engine to the extreme. Although he has cosmic-level strength, he is really not enough in the face of the energy of stellar explosions.

Even a cosmos-level powerhouse would be directly turned into fly ash when exposed to this level of energy, and the one that could protect Xiang Ning was this red lotus mecha.

The particle torrent of the Red Lotus Mecha is powerful. Although the strength is not as strong as the sun, it is still able to resist. All that is needed is to turn on the limit mode.

The energy required to open the extreme mode is now only 10%. If you want to get energy, you have to kill the insect race to recharge it.

But now where did the Zerg come from to kill him, so Xiang Ning remembered the biological engine, which has the ability to change reality.

So Xiang Ning just now was not only calculating where he was standing so that Tiannuoxing could take less damage, but also made crazy changes to the actual data, redefining the energy required by the Red Lotus Mecha.

These two are not small projects, the energy required is even more huge, and it is almost impossible for Xiang Ning to bear, because the definition of energy is not defined, the energy that the Red Lotus Mecha will need in the future is what.

It was when the biological engine was running, so the blood that Xiang Ning spat out was not because of the energy shock when he came into contact with the energy that erupted from the sun.

But because the energy in the body was instantly drained, then Xiang Ning's energy was drained, what is Xiang Ning using to drive the biological engine now?

Looking at the reflection of himself on the glass cover, Xiang Ning smiled bitterly, his temples began to gray, yes, Xiang Ning completed the energy definition of the biological engine at the last moment.

Xiang Ning uses his lifespan, that is, the strength of his body, as energy for the biological engine.

The life span of reaching the universe level exceeds 8,000. Although he said that, what Xiang Ning thought was that he was not even 50 years old. How would he know if the 8,000 years old was true, but he never imagined that one day, he would actually be With such a situation to prove that his eight thousand years old is true.

The biological engine frantically extracted Xiang Ning's life energy, and successfully opened it in the face of such a powerful stellar explosion, and after persevering for a long time, Xiang Ning understood that his eight thousand years was indeed true.

The red lotus mecha's energy bar has always been in a 100% state, but even so, Xiang Ning doesn't know how long it can last, because in the extreme state, the mecha will be under a lot of pressure.

The torrent of particles spread wildly, with a diameter of a thousand meters. Sooner or later, the engine would overheat. He didn't know if he could hold on to it.

But in the eyes of others, Xiang Ning once showed what it means to be like a god, especially Yu Lansheng. Back then, he watched the Chaos Fleet be entrapped by many forces because of their interests. The genetic warriors that Xiang Ning brought out Caught as a test subject, Arrogance was captured as a beast in Leimangxing.

At that time, Xiang Ning appeared like a god, and the wings of the red lotus mecha were like gods.

But now, looking at the torrent of particles with a diameter of one kilometer, Yu Lansheng didn't know what to say. Hearing what Xiang Ning said, he became silent.

Yu Lansheng looked at the monitor. On the screen, there was a stele standing there. Below that, were the remains of the ancient heroic spirits.

He vaguely remembered that those phantoms that appeared behind Xiang Ning appeared when the mind reached the breakthrough law, and that was the will.

Although it seems that Xiang Ning can hold on now, Yu Lansheng understands that Xiang Ning may not be able to hold on at any time. He looks at the stone tablet: "If you can... please help Xiang Ning once!"

On Xiang Ning's side, if there is a series of data, if the current Xiang Ning uses life as energy to be 8,000 units, then now, there are no more than 7,000 units. At this time, Xiang Ning's hair is extremely pale.

However, the cosmic level of life intensity and the desire to maintain a youthful appearance are only the most basic, so Xiang Ning's appearance has not changed.

It was fixed the moment he broke through the cosmos level.

Xiang Ning can feel his life is passing, seven thousand one, seven thousand two... seven thousand seven, seven thousand eight, seven thousand nine...

He didn't know if anyone else had experienced his current situation, which was like waiting to die.

In the beginning, Xiang Ning was actually very scared. He was not a god, but a human being, so he would also be afraid.

But when everything seemed to be a foregone conclusion, Xiang Ning felt that there was nothing left. All he had was a deep sense of powerlessness and guilt for those who were waiting for him and looking forward to him.

He began to say to Ji Ling, "Keep my last words for me."

This time, it was Xiang Ning's closest death.

He could feel that he was going to die, his life energy was going to disappear.

His spirit began to trance, and there were a lot of voices ringing in his ears. Xiang Ning wanted to continue listening, but he couldn't hear clearly. The blurred, originally heavy body seemed to have recovered a bit. Finally, he Only heard a few words.

"Go on."

With three simple words, Xiang Ning completely lost consciousness.

But in the outside world, Lang Xingsha looked at the mecha that fell to Tiannuo like a meteor, and he was relieved. Respected opponents, he was a wolf, and he was willing to be defeated, because he couldn't do what Xiang Ning did.

As for the people on Tiannuo Star, some of them could not help crying and became tearful. Many veterans shed tears. They are soldiers. To put it bluntly, they are existences that can be discarded to a certain extent.

How many soldiers are more than three years old? They have seen too much on the extraterritorial battlefield. In order to achieve strategic goals, many generals arrange some impossible tasks, only to serve other tactics successfully and attack the enemy.

Although this is understandable, they know that the battlefield has no human feelings, and some, just complete the task, work hard to live, and survive. Does anyone care about them? Maybe, but definitely not much.

However, now, they really feel that there is someone who they regard as their patron saint, who is high above and seems to be untouchable. Now, standing in front of them, they are staring at the one who made them willing to serve him. And the dead stand before them to die.

"Brother, I seem to understand what you said..." The young man remembered what the old soldier said. If there is no one who can make you willing to die, how boring would it be to be a soldier?

If I can, I don't want to die, but I am willing to die. At this moment, my will has reached its peak. Under the monument of heroic spirit, the sea of ​​flowers is rippling.