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Chapter 1920: Passionate since ancient times and spare hate

Tang Wulin's strong vitality seemed to have no place to condense at this time, pouring out violently and dissipating.

The Holy Lord of the Abyss looked at the Heavenly Holy Split Abyss in his hand, "This feeling is really beautiful."

As he spoke, he took another step, but this time he was not chasing Gu Yuena, but towards the main battlefield.

His body continued to grow in size during the sliding process, and the Heavenly Holy Split Abyss in his hand also expanded accordingly.

It seemed like a century, and it seemed like it was just an instant, he had already turned into a thousand meters high. The Heavenly Holy Fissure Abyss also swept out while gliding.

"puff"

It's as if the world is broken. Even if it is enlarged to a thousand meters long, the Tiansheng Chasm still only has a three-foot blade. However, its huge body is enough.

Within a radius of a kilometer, all living creatures, not just the giant dragons, but also a large number of abyssal creatures, human mechas, and fighter planes, were completely shattered and perished in the sweep of the Holy Fissure Abyss that day.

Dragon souls rose up one after another, but were shattered in the sharp and endless storm. Countless dragon bones were scattered in all directions. In front of the Heavenly Holy Fissure Abyss, even a true dragon was still invincible.

The entire main battlefield was empty.

The body of the Holy Lord of the Abyss also shrunk and returned to its original human size, suspended in the empty mid-air.

"It's a bit noisy. I like silence." He said with a smile. He took another step, this time, it was like walking through the void.

Above the vast sea, everything was dark. And the next moment, a huge figure seemed to be ten thousand meters high.

The terrifying Heavenly Holy Fissure Abyss swept across once again, wreaking havoc on the sponge.

The ear-piercing roar was accompanied by countless firelights. The strongest artillery fire in the Federation was swept by it, and no one was spared. It was just a blow. The sea seemed to be quiet.

Just as the Holy Lord of the Abyss said, the divine weapon depends on whose hands it is. The Heavenly Holy Split Abyss in his hands seems to be the annihilation of everything in the world. It is invincible!

Magic Pen Douluo Yu Guanzhi looked at the big screen in front of him, and his whole body was completely dull.

Who could have imagined that the human coalition forces, which were at their peak of combat power one moment and were assisted by the Divine Dragon Legion, would become silent the next moment.

On the sea, there are all the remaining debris after the ship was destroyed. Beside the abyss passage, not even the abyssal creatures are left.

Only the human coalition forces and the powerful men further away were not affected by the attack just now.

Tang Wulin was severely injured and on the verge of death. It was obvious that Gu Yuena could not turn the tide.

Humanity is finished.

From the appearance of the Holy Lord of the Abyss, to his rambling narration, to everything happening in front of him, everything changed too fast.

Only now have all the powerful humans truly understood why the Holy Lord of the Abyss said so many words just now. Because in the eyes of this Lord of the Abyss, everything was settled the moment he appeared. Everything was settled.

Nothing will change. He has a mentality that can't wait to share his inner pride.

And when he attacked, everyone saw his ruthlessness and the most terrifying side. He not only killed humans, but also his own people. In his eyes, everything except himself was

Just ants.

He is the Creator, and he wants to devour everything. So just as he said, he is the abyss and dominates everything in the abyss.

No one can stop his attack, everything seems to be over.

Tang Wulin was lying in Gu Yuena's arms, his body still twitching and trembling. At this time, he was speechless. As long as he opened his mouth, blood would spurt out.

Even if it is a flawless golden body, it seems to be just a joke in front of Tiansheng Riyuan, and it cannot stop it at all.

A god holding an artifact, and probably an existence comparable to a first-level god. He can dominate a plane so easily.

Gu Yuena was already in tears. She desperately released her light attribute soul skills, trying to heal Tang Wulin. However, it was all in vain. Under the suppression of the Abyss Saint Lord, the one who was weakened the most was

Light element.

Suddenly, Gu Yuena seemed to have thought of something, raised her head, and looked in the direction of the Life Tree.

However, at this moment, the Holy Lord of the Abyss suddenly grasped with his left hand, and in the distance, the tree of life was suddenly uprooted. The strong breath of life withered in an instant.

"You run very fast." A trace of disdain showed on the corner of the Abyss Saint Lord's mouth, "If you can run the clone, can your body run? It's just a matter of time. Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry."

"My lord, you can no longer hesitate. Only by evolving and returning can you possibly stop him!" A deep voice sounded in Gu Yuena's ears.

Gu Yuena's body trembled and she turned to look behind her.

Not far away, Beast God Emperor Tianzheng looked at her eagerly.

Return? Of course she knew what Ditian meant by return. However, if the Dragon God really returned, it meant that Tang Wulin in front of him must die, the last three Golden Dragon King seals in his body must be opened, and she must also

You have to devour him completely.

No, no, it can't be done. Moreover, once the Holy Lord of the Abyss senses the change in his aura, it is impossible for him to let himself lead the Dragon God back!

At this moment, suddenly, two long sighs sounded.

"This day has finally come." A voice sighed.

"Although it's just drinking poison to quench thirst, it's time for us to show up." The other voice contained a lot of bitterness in addition to sadness.

But the two voices traveled very far, and at the same time, the two figures began to enlarge.

Those were not two people, but two swords!

A sword is presented in white, with a blood line extending from the hilt to the tip of the sword in the center of the blade.

The other sword was presented in a deep blue color, shining with a deep light.

They began to fly larger, and in an instant, they turned into giant swords that were hundreds of meters high.

"Oh? Is there any other means?" The Holy Lord of the Abyss couldn't help showing interest when he saw this scene. He was not in a hurry to take action, but turned to look at them, as if he was admiring some artwork.

Two figures also appeared in the mid-air. However, at this time, their figures had become illusory. They were obviously not their true bodies. They were just like projections.

These are the two contemporary extremes of the Tang Sect, the ruthless Douluo Cao Dezhi and the sentimental Douluo Zang Xin.

At this time, their expressions looked a little weird. What was even more shocking was that they were actually holding hands, even though it was just light and shadow. But this scene still touched people very much.

Cao Dezhi looked at Gu Yuena below, "Only you may have a chance. All we can do is help you buy some time. Wu Lin has many secrets. He is the favored one by the Lord of the Planes. No matter what,

, let him contact the power of the plane. You have to help him. Only then will we have the last glimmer of hope."

Gu Yuena was stunned, and Zang Xin, who was next to Cao Dezhi, looked at her deeply and said, "Don't forget the flower that Wulin gave you."

After saying these words, two figures suddenly rose up. The two giant swords also soared up as if they were about to pierce the sky.

The light and shadow transformed by the two extreme Douluo always held hands and did not separate.

The ruthless Douluo Cao Dezhi chanted loudly: "The Tao is ruthless but has feelings."

Zang Xin, the Passionate Douluo beside him, looked at him deeply and also chanted: " Passionateness has been filled with hatred since ancient times."

Among the crowd, only the experts of the older generation vaguely understood something, the martial soul fusion skill. This is the martial soul fusion of these two ultimate Douluo that has not appeared on the Douluo Continent for countless years.

What a skill!

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