Chapter 559

"You …"

Desolation's pupils dilated slightly as he asked, half guessing and half questioning,

He asked, "Have you mastered some high-level laws of nature?"

There were three thousand Great Daos and endless Minor Daos. There were countless laws in the world. There were low-level laws, core laws, and high-level laws.

These laws interweaved to form the World of the Nine Regions.

Desolation was confident in his supernatural power, but he knew that he couldn't devour everything.

There were some core, high-level Laws that he was powerless against.

A more specific description was that Desolation could devour First Stage cultivators of various major systems, but even though they were both Transcendent Stage experts, its innate divine ability could also cause considerable damage, but it was very difficult to kill the other party.

Among the major systems, the first stage only used the laws. Only when one reached the supreme level could he really touch the power of the high-level laws. But the first stage of the Warlock system had the special power of the supreme level of the other systems?

"This is impossible!" Desolation murmured for a moment and then roared angrily.

"This is impossible!!!"

He couldn't understand the situation in front of him. He couldn't believe that as one of the most terrifying gods and demons in the ancient times, he couldn't devour a mere Heaven's Fate Master.

"That evil disciple of mine likes to prepare for both sides. That way, even if the first plan fails, he can stop the damage in time and carry out the second plan." The Supervisor's voice came from the horn. He was still calm like a chess player.

"As a teacher, of course I'm good at this."

Desolation was shocked. "Did you let me seal you on purpose?"

The Supervisor smiled.

"After seeing the magic instrument of the first generation, I knew I couldn't win that battle. So, I took advantage of your greed for the gatekeeper's Spiritual Accumulation and let you seal me. Heh, you can't kill me anyway."

Desolation's expression revealed a human-like seriousness. He said in a deep voice,

"What's your purpose? Borrow my power to open the barrier here and take away the Elysium Gate? Very well, your plan worked. "

No wonder Xu Qi 'an suddenly came overseas to the Demonic Island to compete with him for the Elysium Gate.

The Supervisor already knew about the existence of the Demonic Island and the Elysium Gate. He knew he couldn't win against the Extraordinary from the Cloud State, so he could only use the second plan.

Desolation snorted.

"I underestimated you. But even so, you're just struggling at death's door. Now that I have recovered to my peak, I think that the Nine Regions' Transcendents will soon break free from the seal, and the Central Plains will be destroyed sooner or later.

"The day Daibun perishes will be the day you perish."

The Supervisor laughed again.

"No, no, no.

"In my plan, Xu Ningyan should've become a half-step Martial God by devouring the Garuda Tree. Unfortunately, he's useless now that I've given him the chance. Therefore, he had no choice but to go out to sea and search for opportunities to become a half-step Martial God. "

Desolation was first, then an indescribable sense of danger.

This was because the supervisor's words implied that Xu Qi 'an was not part of his original plan.

This meant the Supervisor had other ways to take away the Elysium.



At that moment, he heard the supervisor chuckle and say,

"I was willing to be sealed by you. My real target is you."

With this sentence, Desolation's amber pupils constricted to the size of needles. An indescribable sense of crisis engulfed him like a tide.

This was his intuition as an ancient Fiendgod.

"The target is me?" A low sneer came from Desolation's throat. "With just you? Supervisor!"

"You're scary when you're anxious!" The Supervisor sneered. "I hope you can keep your confidence."

The supervisor didn't say anything else, but a cryptic incantation sounded from Famine's horn.

The language of the incantation was not the official language of the Great Feng Empire, nor was it the language of the Human Race or the Yao Race, or even the language of the Gods and Demons.

If it was the demon language, Desolation could understand it.

It was a language that had never appeared before.

It might not even be a language.

Desolation felt a sense of danger when he heard the Supervisor chanting a strange syllable. He made the six horns swell into cyclones and fully used his supernatural power.

The six horns produced six cyclones. The six cyclones collided with each other and formed an even bigger cyclone. The terrible black hole descended again, swallowing everything around it, including air and light.

However, the Supervisor's Light was still strong in the face of such strong pressure. Instead of being suppressed, the chanting became louder and louder.

When the chanting reached a certain climax, the wandering Light suddenly threw itself into the cyclone. It spun rapidly with the cyclone and was thrown into the black hole. During this process, the Light ignited the void and the black hole.

Instantly, a cyclone and black hole made of Light were formed.

The Light tornado that was thousands of feet tall was very powerful.

In the sky, the clouds changed violently. Then, a door of Light opened in the sky. The cyclone of Light gathered toward the door of light.

"No, no …"

Desolation's terrified scream came from the black hole. The most powerful demon in the ancient times had completely lost his composure.

The door of light was absorbing his spiritual essence, just like it had absorbed the spiritual essence of the demon in the past.

Desolation was transforming into the Way and returning to heaven and earth.

"How can you open the Gate of Heaven? Who are you?"

Desolation's hoarse roar came from the black hole.

If the Supervisor had such power, why did he have to endure until now?

Desolation vaguely grasped something, but his anger and fear hindered his thinking.

The Gate of Heaven opened and quickly absorbed Desolation's spiritual essence. After the Light ignited the cyclone, the supernatural power went out of control. Desolation could no longer control its supernatural power and could not stop the cyclone.

If this continued, in less than a quarter of an hour, he would transform into the Way and return to heaven and earth.

But at this moment, a shadow that blotted out the sun appeared in the sky, turning into a dark red mountain of flesh. There were two vents on "His" back that spewed out thick poisonous smoke, and a sticky shadow flowed from "His" bottom.

It was followed by an army of zombies and a group of creatures climbing the mountain of flesh, mating to their heart's content. There were poisonous beasts, sea beasts, humans, descendants of demons …

They were of different races and genders.

These creatures had lost their minds and only had the desire to mate and reproduce.

The Poison God!

At the front of the mountain of flesh, there was a pair of black button-like eyes full of wisdom.

He looked at the cyclone of Light and waited for a moment. On his huge body, tendons tightened and muscles swelled.

Then he bumped into the cyclone of Light.

"Boom!"

The cyclone of Light collapsed, and the Gate of Heaven on the dome immediately closed and disappeared.

The black hole disappeared and turned into a prehistoric giant beast with a goat's body and a human face, which was as big as the Poison God.

"The Poison God …"

Desolation was still scared and gritted his teeth for a moment. He looked at the ancient demon, which was as big as him.

"You have broken the seal? What are you doing here? "

He did not thank him, but looked at the Poison God who came to the sea from thousands of miles away.

"To save you!"

The huge body made a grand and majestic voice and said in the language of demons. After a pause, he added,

"Kill the Supervisor and destroy the Martial God!"

While speaking, the body of the Poison God cracked open a mouth full of fangs and spewed out seven colorful lights. They symbolized the seven abilities of the Poison God and were the materialization of Reiki.

The seven lights shot to the top of Desolation's head, which sealed the horn of the Supervisor.

Kill the Supervisor and destroy the silence … Desolation murmured these words in his heart, but did not stop the Poison God from reinforcing the seal.

"The Poison God …"

The voice of the Supervisor came from the horn. It was no longer calm, but majestic and cold.

After the seal was reinforced, Desolation looked at the mountain of flesh and said slowly,

"You know the, um, secrets of the Superintendent?"

…

Shen Shu put away his bow and arrow and revealed his three-hundred-feet tall Dharma figure. Twelve pairs of arms were spread out on both sides as he strode into the area covered by dark red flesh and blood.

Since Zhao Shou, Jinlian and others had arrived, there was no need to retreat anymore.

The strategic depth left by Daibun was not wide. If he retreated for half a day, he would reach the densely populated county.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The ground trembled as the pitch-black dharma idol charged toward the Buddha statue. With every step it took, mud-like flesh and blood splattered everywhere, turning into green smoke.

The eight figures behind the Buddha statue shone with golden light. The Vajra figure integrated into the Buddha statue and provided it with the strength to fight with the half-step Martial God. The Great Reincarnation Figure rotated and the three words "Asura" lit up to weaken the strength of the half-step Martial God.

The Great Compassion and Great Compassion Figure recited the Buddhist scriptures and the Buddhist light fell from the night sky. The Sanskrit was singing and the peaceful atmosphere weakened the fighting will of the half-step Martial God.

The Purified Bottle in the hands of the Pharmacist Dharma Form overflowed with fragmentary golden light, providing the Buddha statue with the ability to continue fighting.

The Great Wisdom Figure's light wheel reversed and weakened the intelligence of the half-step Martial God, interfering with his judgment.

The speed provided by the Walker Figure and the powerful defense provided by the Acalanatha made him undefeatable.

In the end, the dark-red flesh substance that was as vast as the ocean opened its mouth and spat out shrunken "little suns" that provided the Buddha with the power to kill half-step Martial Gods.

The half-step Martial God might be able to fight against a supreme rank, but they could never defeat a supreme rank.

Seeing the Buddha using his full strength, Li Miaozhen and the Jinlian Taoist priest quickly raised their hands and pushed as if they were trying to push something into Shen Shu's body.

Luo Yuheng's eyes shot out two dazzling golden beams that shone straight on the pitch-black Dharma Idol, covering it with a thin layer of golden light.

This was the characteristic of an Earth Immortal.

Although it was not comparable to the main body, it could still provide a certain degree of "protection" for Shen Shu.

After the thin layer of golden light covered Shen Shu, something strange happened. It turned into a light golden armor and its effect was multiplied.

This had nothing to do with Luo Yuheng. It was because Shen Shu's luck was too strong. He had activated the protagonist's halo and was favored by the heavens.

On the other side, Yang Gong and Zhao Shou chanted:

"Unbewitched!"

As soon as they finished speaking, Light rose from the feet of the black figure and turned into a part of the armor, forming a heavy armor made of gold and Light.

"Dong, dong, dong …"

Sun Xuanji struck the bronze bell with all his might. The deafening sound of the bell excited the Primordial Spirit.

The boorish Master Kou was a Warrior. He could do nothing but sigh in admiration.

"What a f * cking fancy thing."