As three figures entered the cosmic base from the Sea of Death, the situation on the battlefield suddenly changed.
The abyss was dragged directly into the void, and there was no way to escape in a short time. The real emperor met the Buddhist emperor, and the psychedelic luster of the six paths of reincarnation and hell filled the sky, and it was shocking...
It's using more force and stunts.
In addition, the last figure punched the limit and stopped in place. Several streams of white smoke were ejected from the mouth full of fangs on the left side of the face, the right side of the neck, and the center of the heart, and the body was wrapped with rich and colorful light of law.
He is obviously holy and sacred, but he looks so ferocious and terrifying.
"call……"
Then, the man opened his eyes and looked at the limit with calm and aggressive eyes.
"Huh? He seems to have regained his senses?"
In the sea of dead souls, a master who was watching the show through the "screen" suddenly made a sound of surprise.
After the soul of the necromancer was washed away, the abomination that gathered the strength of so many of them should only have instinctive fighting skills. Why did he reveal this...
Eyes that only intelligent creatures have?
"It is probably done by Kushan. That guy might want to use the origin of our laws to completely eradicate the abyss aura from them, and he can have an extra thug, so he left a back-up in the transformation just now."
"What?!"
"Wouldn't that mean you've been fooled?!"
"No, that's not the case." Mr. Musheng took over and sneered.
"It's definitely possible to have a backup force to keep it sane, but it's impossible to have an extra thug."
Mushengjun explained.
"So many sources of laws that cannot be mobilized are concentrated in its body. In addition, although it has sufficient energy, its realm is far different. If we had not deliberately maintained the balance and integration of various attributes in its body, Kushan would not even plan to earn a thug.
How long we can hold on without exploding is the question."
Under everyone's thoughtful gaze, Mr. Musheng smiled.
"In my opinion, Bone Mountain probably retained the transformation in order to ensure that the plan was foolproof. Even if it couldn't defeat the guy on the other side, it still had to buy enough time for itself... After all, if it failed, Abyss would definitely look for it first.
He takes revenge on the void."
"Only by winning and tying all of us into the chariot can he avoid the possibility of being retaliated by the abyss on the spot."
This is a speculation that is very consistent with the Emperor's consistent style.
The others nodded when they heard what he said made sense.
"You are more experienced in this area, I will listen to you."
Mushengjun: "..."
This is not a nice thing to say!
However, is this really the case?
Under the extremely dumb and angry gaze, the ferocious monster suddenly spit out a sword hilt from his mouth at the heart. Two chopstick-thick chains were thrown off from the sword's jaw. A silver skull with an agile expression was embedded at the top of the sword hilt.
head.
curse!
blame!
As the weirdo stretched out his right hand, two chains quickly wrapped around his index finger and ring finger. Then the weirdo gently pulled and flicked it, and a long and narrow sword was pulled out from his chest.
戗————
The sound of the sword washed away all the noise, and the law's aftermath shook endlessly, like a shaking tuning fork sinking into the lake, creating dense ripples in circles.
Then the weirdo's eyes closed and opened, and in the pure black pupils emerged two constantly rotating blood-red magatama in the black center, like the Sharingan, but with the colors reversed.
After all this is done, the next second, the weirdo disappears from the extreme perception.
【The Great Destruction of Datong·Silent Sorrow!】
"Nani?!!"
Jiji felt the attack only when it landed on his body. He lowered his head in disbelief and looked at the lower body that had been cut apart from the waist, his eyes filled with shock.
"How is this going?"
"Why...I can't detect his attack trajectory?!"
Without an attack trajectory, even if there is a process of exerting force and relieving force, the limit cannot be captured using laws, and then the opponent's attack can be contained with its own huge energy reserves.
Wow!
The rotten flesh of the cut trunk sprouted and was quickly glued back together.
But at this moment, another attack fell on him.
Clang!!
The sword blade directly cut off one of his arms. Even if the body could be glued together, the limit was not happy.
Because this time...
He also didn't sense the opponent's attack trajectory!!
"Impossible!!" He shouted angrily like a gambler who lost his money.
"This is definitely not the power of those masters. What on earth did you create? How could this Necromancer reach this level!"
"Ahahahaha!"
Outside, the masters of the Sea of Death were either laughing or nodding.
"Can't you understand, you bumpkin? This is called advancing with the times!"
"You think we can only fight alone? No, you are wrong... In fact, we are better at joining forces than you think."
after all……
In the sea of death with the unreasonable neighbor of the Mother of the Abyss, they, a group of weak masters who are unable to hide the fluctuations of the world from the abyss, can only stay together to keep warm in order to avoid being swallowed up completely.
The same is true for Musheng-kun.
His inner magic often joins forces with Yang Shen, because he is really not good at... good at...
"Well!!"
Mushengjun, who was stroking a gray and dry beard on his chin, was suddenly startled: "Necromancer? What necromancer?"
"Hasn't that kid's soul been wiped out by us? Could it be..."
He was startled and looked up suddenly, only to find that there was nothing unusual.
Although he maintained his sanity, the "prop" did not have the soul mark of the previous necromancer.
Thinking of this, Mr. Musheng couldn't help but laugh at himself: "I am too suspicious."
"For that guy, that seed of abomination represents the necromancer. There would be a problem if you don't think so."
After the body and soul are all hammered and fused into the seed of abomination, let alone the Necromancer, even the Overlord can only die. That is equivalent to destroying the Overlord's world and the core of his laws, allowing other worlds to devour them.
Absorb, there is something wrong with surviving.
But Musheng-kun doesn’t know that the necromancer mentioned in the limit is actually the literal meaning. The necromancer who once teamed up with the emperor to defeat the necromancer who was far more powerful than his three masters, the king of the sea who is called the "Wise King" in the world of One Piece
,【Black Earl】Francis Lovett!
Buzz! Buzz!
Along with the energy vibration, two broad wings completely composed of black karma fire appeared on the strange man's back. The two strikes failed to achieve good results. The strange man turned sideways at this moment, brushed the sword flatly across the palm of his left hand, and then bent his knees.
, hold the sword straight, with the tip pointed forward.
Woo————
Wow!!
With a "whoop" sound like the bellows of a forge, a strange translucent flame burned on the blade of the sword. The flame flowed slowly like molten crystals, distorting the light. When combined with the strange man's face, it became even more bizarre.
.
The limit instantly tightened my nerves.
No matter what the Lords of the Sea of Death thought, he only knew that the guy in front of him was a kid with great ideas. Before, he was able to cooperate with the emperor to kill three of his clones with the help of a half-baked Domination Realm. Now that he has completely stepped into the Domination Realm, even he can't
Don't be careless.
Because if I guess correctly, he...
There are no rules!
"puff!!"
Just as I was thinking this, it actually happened in a blink of an eye.
However, the moment he cheered up, the same situation happened again.
boom!
Like oil cooking in a hot pot, the strange translucent flame ignited on his body as soon as he touched it. The unbridled flames turned from ethereal to bright, enveloping him in the boundless karma fire almost instantly.
In the universe, there is only a trail of black feathers falling down when the opponent moves, and the movement trajectory can be vaguely discerned.
"Great Destruction·Ashes!"
The weirdo who was standing tens of thousands of meters behind him whispered softly at this moment, slowly retracted his posture from swinging his sword to slash, and turned his face to look at him with his blood-red eyes.
"How does it feel to be hit by your own power, the limit?"
Boom!!
What answered him was a violent explosion. Unable to isolate the flames, he immediately chose to shed his shell and be reborn.