God of Destruction

One thousand six hundred and seven despair

"Asshole, there are ants calculating this demon in secret, you ants **** it!" The demon suppressed in the depths of the earth instantly understood the reason for the matter, knowing that someone was calculating himself in secret, and he had paid so much The price destroyed the Necromancer King, but he did not expect to be calculated by others, and the other party used the power of the law of death. When will there be a strong man proficient in death in this world, which makes him Feeling the threat of death when in doubt!

What kind of virtue the Necromancer is, this demon has already seen it, a strong man who has mastered the law of death, the vicious state of his mind is conceivable, and it is calculated by such a shameless ant, which makes the heart of the demon rise. There was endless anger, but now he was powerless to prevent this from happening, because he consumed too much power in the battle with the Necromancer, and he could only watch the opponent frantically ingest what was after the battle. The remaining benefits. .XshuOTXt.

When Xing Tian made this move, the situation on the battlefield immediately changed. The undead army that was about to face destruction actually survived. The appearance of the sky of death protected them from being purified by the flame of light. The worn-out origin began to recover. They saw the vitality again. There was a glimmer of expectation in the eyes of the necromantic army.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! Ant, it's ridiculous that you deserve to say that Lao Tzu is an ant too, what right do you, a prisoner who is suppressed, have to blame Lao Tzu and want to kill Lao Tzu, you die today, but you are ignorant An arrogant demon!" Facing the demon's roar, Xing Tian finally walked out of the dark, sneered disdainfully at the illusory body in front of him.

"Well, what a junior, you can hide the deity and the Necromancer with the realm of the **** emperor. Your concealment technique is really good, but you think that the demon and the necromancer are both hurt and you want to take advantage of it. Daydream, bear this king's anger!" That said. The demon and the divided soul in the sea of ​​knowledge shouted: "At this time, what else do you have to consider? If we can't destroy this shameless junior, we will die. With this junior's risk Cunning will never let us go, cut the grass and root, he will not leave himself a hidden danger!"

The evil demon was right, Xing Tian did not leave himself the slightest hidden danger, especially in this mysterious and dead world. Xing Tian must be more cautious, not to be sloppy, otherwise Xing Tian will pay a heavy price, even his life will be ruined here, for Xing Tian, ​​all enemies will be completely destroyed!

"You are right, maybe I really shouldn't stay in this world, you are more suitable for this world than me, or I will solve this trouble. The Necromancer can burn his soul. I can do the same. So, I hope that my sacrifice can bring you vitality and keep the inheritance from being cut off!" Under the words of the evil spirits, the divided soul finally made the final decision to use his own sacrifice to block the evil spirits. After this calamity, the evil demon is more suitable than him to survive in this world, and the only way to inherit him is to sacrifice himself!

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As the words fell, the divided soul began to burn, a powerful luminous power madly gushing out from the underground, and this power was directly transmitted to this illusory body. Being able to stop the catastrophe, this divided soul has given up its own life, ignited its own origin, and transferred to this illusory body. In order not to leave the hidden dangers of his suppressed body, to give the evil demon more vitality to survive this terrible catastrophe.

To sacrifice oneself for others, I have to say the great power of this Buddhist monk, but it is a pity that he still underestimates Xing Tian, ​​perhaps in his eyes Xing Tian is also just a small **** emperor ant. Even if his vitality is severely injured, as long as he is willing to work hard, he can kill Xing Tian and fight for his suppressed half of his soul.

"What a powerful power of light, what a terrifying Buddha's intent, it seems that the other party is going desperately, but it's a pity that you overestimate your own abilities. I underestimate the power of my Xingtian. What is the power of light? Xingtian is still a long way from killing me. The supreme great road will move, and three thousand great roads will start to be swallowed by me!" Xingtian didn’t want to give the enemy a chance. Before the opponent had finished everything, he directly sacrificed his sermon’s treasure. Going to the Dao Map', using the powerful three thousand Dao power in the treasure to swallow the other side's power of light, breaking the ridiculous behavior of the other side that wants to die with oneself.

Xing Tian has seen too much in his many years and has too much coping experience. If you want to use this method to die with Xing Tian, ​​you can only say that it is a joke. There is nothing to burn the soul. Within the scope of the Three Thousand Avenues, Xing Tian could use the power of his proving Taoism to forcibly swallow its origin.

Of course, if there is nothing wrong with Xingtian’s inner world, Xingtian can also directly use his body to swallow the opponent’s original power, but now Xingtian’s inner world is in a critical period, and there can be no mistakes, so Xingtian used his own Demonstrate the Tao’s most treasured "Supreme Dao Map" to swallow this powerful light.

Suddenly, a treasure appeared in the curtain of death. It was Xingtian’s most treasured dao, the "Supreme Avenue Map", emitting endless light, absorbing the endless light that is madly flowing from the depths of the earth. .

"No, how is this possible? How could you have such a powerful treasure in the hands of your junior, capable of devouring the power of my origin!" When he felt the dissipation of his origin, the deity who was sacrificing his soul couldn't help being horrified. Although he wants to take back his origin, it is a pity that whatever method he uses, his origin power is still endlessly swallowed by the opponent's treasure, unable to break free, which makes him feel desperate, unprecedented despair .

"With mental arithmetic and unintentional, and with such amazing means, is it really possible for me to keep that inheritance?" At this moment, the soul who is about to sacrifice loses confidence in whether he can achieve his wish. The enemy is more than he imagined. Being calculated by such a powerful enemy, he really can't see a trace of vitality. Everything is under the control of the enemy. He is like the bird in the cage, unable to break away from the shackles that the enemy has placed on him! .