The demon transformed from chaos is the Devouring Sky. Relying on the almost demonic ability of the Chaos Spirit Treasure, it is devouring countless cultivators wantonly at this moment. Each and every one of them has been digested and absorbed by it for more than a hundred years.
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"Can the energy existing in a practitioner's body really be absorbed directly?" Qin Rongxian could not imagine what would happen if so much foreign energy was taken into the body.
Yuan Futu said solemnly: "The practitioner's Yuan Shen Hai is like the elixir in the body of a spiritual beast. It stores powerful power and the Yuan Shen imprint that they have spent their whole life cultivating. However, the Chaos Spiritual Treasure can ignore alien species.
Because of the conflict of energy, it can be absorbed directly, but the way of devouring it is more terrifying than I imagined."
When he first saw the Devouring Demon in the Chaos Hell Realm, it had already attracted Yuan Futu's attention. He didn't expect that the Six Paths Old Monk could materialize it, and now it has escaped from the spiritual treasure and appeared in this vast world.
Among them, it is simply unbelievable.
"The power of the common people he wants to seize is to devour all the practitioners?" Yuan Futu couldn't understand the madness of the old monk of Six Paths. Is this the only way to avoid the end of the world? What does this have to do with creating the end of the world with his own hands?
The difference was that he felt that under this hazy chaos, the lives of countless practitioners were constantly dying.
Now, it must be time to do something!
"Rong Xian, let's go up." Yuan Futu didn't think about what he was about to face, but he couldn't just watch thousands of practitioners die like this.
"What do you want to do?" Looking at the extremely ferocious sky-devouring demon, Qin Rongxian didn't know what Yuan Futu was thinking.
"I'm going to destroy it!"
While he was speaking, Yuan Futu suddenly stepped forward with his feet, leaped into the air, and started running wildly with huge strides. His feet stepped on the thin clouds, making bursts of muffled sounds, and in the blink of an eye he was in front of the Heaven Devouring Sky.
Its body was incredibly huge and shapeless, just like a chaotic ocean completely covering Shushan. Only the upper body stretched out from it, and its huge head was slightly raised, sucking in streams of extremely pure pure essence.
The more true energy is absorbed, the more lives disappear in the Shu Mountain. Yuan Futu's eyebrows showed a look of shock and anger. As soon as his mind changed, a chaotic energy suddenly appeared in front of him, and the shadow of the Chaos Bell emerged from it.
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The Chaos Bell was only about two feet high at first, but it instantly transformed into the size of a huge palace. Yuan Futu stretched out his hand to grab the edge of the bottom of the bell and shouted: "Go to hell!"
Now, the innate spiritual consciousness of the Chaos Bell has been erased. It can be said that it has completely become a part of Yuan Futu and is under his control. Therefore, no matter how big it becomes, it feels as if it is weightless in your hand. As you wave it,
It's easy, but it looks heavy as a mountain.
The bell body seems to be growing endlessly, and Yuan Futu is like an ant waving a towering ancient tree with incredible force.
Boom!
This Chaos Spiritual Treasure mercilessly hit the Heaven Devouring head, which was looking up to the sky, and a loud and deep sound spread out, shaking away the sea of chaos that had gathered on the Shu Mountain.
This extremely powerful power is even more powerful than any sword technique or sword formation performed by Yuan Futu, but to wield the power of the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, one has to pay a considerable price.
The majestic bells echoed in the ears, and the size of the Lingbao shrank instantly, and finally disappeared in Yuan Futu's palm. His body trembled and almost fell. Qin Rongxian held his shoulders and said: "What's wrong?
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Yuan Futu rubbed his wrist and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, it's just that the loss of true energy is a bit too much for me."
The sky-devouring demon was hit by the giant bell, and his neck suddenly broke. His whole body seemed to be made up of sticky chaos. Now it began to collapse, disintegrate, and degenerate into the most primitive chaotic energy.
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The energy of chaos is different from the true essence of chaos. It is the most primitive breath in the chaos spirit treasure. Most of it was evolved before the world was opened. The amount released now is too huge and cannot be dissipated at all.
This ocean of chaos seemed to be pulled by a spell and began to stir violently, forming a chaotic storm in an instant.
But the eye of the storm is the wordless heavenly book in the hand of the short and thin monk.
In the blink of an eye, all the chaos had returned to the Wordless Heavenly Book. The old monk of the Six Paths carefully closed it, looked at Yuan Futu who was staying in the void, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and said: "You can actually
Come."
He also possesses the Chaos Spiritual Treasure, which means that the Six Paths Old Monk cannot observe Yuan Futu with the eyes of the future, so he, like Qiye, will be an uncertain factor in the future.
Yuan Futu and Qin Rongxian came to the square in front of the Shushan Palace and found thousands of practitioners lying on the ground. Among them were casual cultivators, strong men of the sect, and Shushan disciples. Actually, one-third of them had died, and their bodies had turned into
A withered corpse looked hideous and terrifying, while the other practitioners also fell to the ground in pieces, as if they were unconscious.
At this moment, a hand suddenly grabbed his ankle. Yuan Futu looked down and saw that it was Elder Xuanyuan from Shushan.
Half of his body has withered, the left half of his face has begun to fester, and even his eyeballs have fallen off. He said with difficulty in his broken voice: "The leader... escaped... Shushan... wants to...
Destroy...save..."
Before he could finish the sentence, his hand had no strength anymore and fell down limply. Yuan Futu swept a wisp of his spiritual consciousness, and suddenly his Yuanshenhai no longer existed, as if he had been ripped out alive.
It seems empty.
In the Shushan Mountains that had become a hell, Qin Rongxian stood on Yuan Futu and couldn't bear to look at the hideous corpses anymore.
The old monk of the Six Paths defeated the Heaven-devouring Demon in the Wordless Heavenly Book and ruined the plan, but he did not get angry because of it. He said: "You can get here, but it seems that you are no longer in this world. I believe you also understand it from his mouth."
Here comes some end-time news.”
"Sometimes, I really can't tell whether you are the Buddha who saves the world or the devil who destroys the world." Yuan Futu said.
The old monk of Six Paths smiled calmly and said: "What I am doing now is to save the world."
Yuan Futu snorted coldly, "Can you avoid the so-called apocalypse by killing all the practitioners? What is the difference between this and creating the apocalypse with your own hands?"
The old monk of Six Paths shook his head slightly and said: "At least... I will survive."