Five hundred and ninetieth chapters destroy the world and cut Luohu
At this moment, the world became silent. The expressions of the Three Heavenly Gods and Ancestor Hongjun changed from angry to indifferent in just a moment. Demon Zuluo gritted his teeth and exuded endless coldness.
Only Patriarch Yuan Chen and Taoist Karma seemed a little hesitant.
Chaos Dao struggle is crucial to some people, such as Jiang Li, the Three Heavenly Gods, etc. They keep an eye on every opportunity to increase victory on the road to transcendence, and don't want to let it go.
For the Great Immortal Yang Mei, the final battle is after immeasurable tribulations. Everything done before is for this final battle. It doesn't matter if you win the best, it doesn't matter if you don't win.
Anyway, by the time of immeasurable tribulations, all races, luck, and opportunities will be of no use, and only true strength will be useful.
Three thousand gods and demons, three thousand avenues, as the world evolves and their respective avenues are completed, they will become stronger little by little, until in the end, everyone will be at their peak.
Therefore, in his opinion, the competition before the immeasurable calamity can only increase some chances for victory in the final battle, but who can stand out in the end depends on strength.
Now, it's their turn to make a choice, to fight or not to fight.
Yuan Chen, Karma, give you one last chance. From the shadow of Pangu, the voice of Emperor Jiang's ancestral shaman came out. He raised the divine axe, spitting out endless sharp edges, and pointed it directly at the three gods.
Today, everyone else can leave, but the Three Heavenly Gods must die.
This battle of great avenues will be decided today, and the results will be determined.
As for the Demon Ancestor...
That's it. The voice of the Evil Ancestor suddenly rang in Demon Zuluo's ears, and then, a supreme power that destroyed the world and destroyed the world suddenly hit him, and the violent magical power of the Great Dao instantly destroyed his Daluo
Tao fruit.
The immortal and supreme demon body was crushed to pieces, and the terrifying power of destruction burst out, shattering his true spirit and dying bit by bit.
you……
Luo turned around, the expression on his face had solidified, and he looked at the Evil Ancestor holding the World-Destroying Mill in disbelief. The true spirit was rapidly disintegrating and dying.
After transforming into the Tao, his body, soul, and Tao fruit were instantly wiped out by the Great Mill of Destruction, and his entire being was assimilated into the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.
This state is irreversible, and he, Mo Zuluo, is about to die in such a miserable way.
Why?
At this moment, thousands of thoughts passed through Luo's heart. The complex information made him feel that his true spirit was a little overwhelmed, his spiritual consciousness was disappearing, and his spiritual mind was collapsing.
He felt like he was falling rapidly, as if he was about to sink into an endless abyss. He just kept falling, surrounded by darkness.
Only an earth-shattering obsession supported his true spirit, staring at the Evil Ancestor, hoping to get an answer from him.
Why is all this happening?
Luo, I told you at the beginning that you and I cannot coexist. Whether it is for luck, race, or the great road, only one of the two evil ancestors can exist.
There is no right or wrong in the battle between the avenues. You are a stumbling block, and I can only erase you. Looking at Luo, whose true spirit has disappeared in front of him, the evil ancestor spoke lightly, and his ruthless voice echoed in the world.
For today, I have done a lot. Among the demon clan, the four heavenly demon kings have long been enslaved by me, and I have subdued 70% of the many demons. You, the demon ancestor, are just a name. If I wanted to, I would have done it long ago.
It can crush you to death.
However, by now, you have completely lost your usefulness. Keeping you will do all harm but no good, so I can only get rid of you.
Oh, by the way, I also want to thank you for the Four Swords of Killing Immortals and the Twelve-Rank Demonic Lotus, which will be very useful for my future path.
boom……
Evil Ancestor waved his hand, put away the Four Immortal Swords and the 12th-grade World-Destroying Black Lotus and other innate spiritual treasures that fell from Luo's body, and said indifferently.
Ha ha ha ha……
Mo Zuluo looked sad and looked up to the sky laughing. In his heart, he could no longer hate him at this moment. His true spirit disappeared, everything became a passing cloud, and everything in this world had nothing to do with him anymore.
boom……
In this sad laughter, Luo's true spirit was suddenly disillusioned, and the endless magic light penetrated the sky and the sky, disappearing between the vast heaven and earth.
Mo Zuluo, died.
All this happened only between lightning and flint. When the Three Heavenly Gods, Yuan Chen Ancestor and others reacted, Luo's true spirit had already dissipated. Only the Evil Ancestor was left in the same place, with the world-destroying mill above his head and the Immortal Killer in his hand.
Si Jian, with his feet on the twelve-grade black lotus, looked at them with an indifferent expression.
How could the world-destroying Great Mill be in your hands? You...
Ancestor Hongjun and others didn't care about Luo's life or death at all, but the world-destroying grind shocked everyone.
Millions of years ago, the Twelve Ancestral Witches used the Twelve Heavenly Formation to transform Pangu's phantom. The ax of the Kaitian God shattered the vastness, and the ax of the Beast Emperor and God Ni. In that battle, the World-Destroying Great Mo was directly blasted into the boundless chaos.
, disappeared without a trace.
This scene fell in everyone's eyes, but now, why did the World-Destroying Great Mo appear in the hands of the Evil Ancestor?
It's so naive. The World-Destroying Great Mo is a Chaos Spiritual Treasure. How stupid do we have to be to throw it away? Hongjun, I really want to know, how did you cultivate to this point? Pangu's shadow came out.
The sneer of Emperor Jiang Zuwu.
In the battle that year, they openly chopped the World-Destroying Great Mo into Chaos, but secretly used the Pangu Palace to take away the World-Destroying Great Mo. Everyone thought that the World-Destroying Great Mo had disappeared. Who knew?
A piece of treasure was secretly delivered to the Evil Ancestor?
You... Ancestor Hongjun's eyes were blood red, and his extremely suppressed murderous intent burst out instantly, crushing the boundless heaven, and within it, there was actually a trace of demonic intent flowing.
Being angered by the Twelve Ancestral Witches, the Human Ancestor Jiang Li and even the Evil Ancestor one after another, his Taoist heart became a little unstable. In his frightened and angry mind, demonic thoughts were born, and he seemed to be possessed by a demon.
For people who are in the realm of half-step Hunyuan, this kind of situation is simply unheard of.
Anyone who has reached this stage has not stepped on mountains of corpses and seas of blood, and stepped on endless souls of grievances. Logically speaking, their Taoist hearts have been tempered many times, and their tenacity has reached the extreme.
But now, Ancestor Hongjun is indeed showing signs of being possessed by a demon.
There are really too many changes today and the impact is too great.
First, Yuan Feng died, Phoenix Ancestor disappeared, and then he was attacked by Immortal Yang Mei. Pangu Banner turned out to be a resource to enhance the enemy's strength. Now, Human Ancestor Jiang Li and Evil Ancestor turned against each other again and sided with the Witch Clan.
The Witch Extermination Alliance, which originally had the upper hand and was almost certain to win, actually fell apart like this. Only a few of them were left, and they were blocked by the Twelve Ancestral Witches and Jiang Li, making it impossible to escape.
It can be said that since the beginning of the war between the Wu Clan, everything has been beyond his control. This feeling makes him particularly disgusted.
