Terrifying sounds echoed, and the black shield collapsed at an alarming speed.
The Lord of Ghosts shouted loudly, "Use time and space jump quickly, otherwise we will all die."
At this time, the Lord of Ghosts had already noticed that the power Zhuang Wuming controlled had become extremely strange for some reason.
The terrifying danger made Long Tiantian directly display his final magical skill without any hesitation.
A hazy space-time fluctuation enveloped him, and it would start in the next moment.
At this moment, he couldn't care about anything else, and then Zhuang Wuming stretched out his hand.
His hand was covered with a pitch-black breeze, easily piercing the shields of the Dark Dragon Staff and the Psychic Scepter.
This hand came too quickly and grabbed the right hand of the Lord of Ghosts. At this time, in his right hand, he was holding the card of the Little Devil of Destiny.
Poof
Just like twisting a piece of black coal, his arm broke immediately.
Countless ashes broke directly from the arm, and the entire palm was reduced to ashes.
A look of fear appeared on the Lord of Ghosts' face, but he made a choice in the next moment.
His left arm was broken directly from the shoulder, and at this moment, the force of the breeze from the underworld turned his entire arm into ashes.
The strong man, the lord of ghosts, cut off his wrist, and with one leap, he reached the side of Long Tiankang.
A space-time fluctuation flickered, and the next moment, before the entire shield collapsed completely, the two people disappeared.
At this time, as the two people disappeared, the shield also disappeared at the same time.
There is only the Demon Ancestor who is chained by countless strange chains.
And the little devil of fate was exposed in front of Zhuang Wuming.
At this time, Zhuang Wuming glanced at the Destiny Little Ghost card. This was an unbound card.
The Lord of Ghosts has not loaded the hyperdimensional system, and it is obvious that it has some fear of the hyperdimensional system.
Zhuang Wuming narrowed his eyes, and the Imp of Destiny looked at him, and bowed down respectfully, "Dear Master, the Imp of Destiny salutes you."
Zhuang Wuming looked at it and nodded. His whole body was filled with the illusion of the underworld, and no monster from the sea of blood dared to approach.
There is a pure land with a radius of one thousand meters, and they only dare to look at this place beyond the scope of the breeze of the underworld.
He looked at the white ball in Destiny's hand and said, "How long will it take before the power of this sea of blood can completely clean the glass?"
"Five minutes left, dear master."
Zhuang Wuming ignored the fateful kid and looked at the Demon Ancestor, "Demon Ancestor?"
"Who are you to be able to scare away the hungry wolf, the Lord of Ghosts?"
"It doesn't matter who I am, now you have two choices, live or die."
The Demon Ancestor smiled coldly, "Death? Alive? I've been dead a long time ago, only my soul is left."
"Come on, what do you want to know?"
A pair of dark eyes looked at Zhuang Wuming without any emotion.
Zhuang Wuming looked at him and the chains growing out of his body, with a strange look on his face.
"I'm very curious. You seem to have mastered the power of the blood sea. Logically speaking, you are almost invincible in this blood sea."
"But now you are actually being plotted against by others. I am also very curious about the weird wedding party that came just now."
"It seems like you have fallen into their trap."
The Demon Ancestor's eyes darkened when he heard this, and it was obvious that he had been hit hard by what he said.
He looked at Zhuang Wuming coldly, "Those doomsday bastards have spent millions of years gaining my trust."
"Time is really scary, it can paralyze all vigilance."
Zhuang Wuming became interested after hearing this, "Well, you tell me what's going on, and maybe I can take care of those things in your body for you."
When the Demon Ancestor heard this, he looked at the dark breeze surrounding Zhuang Wuming.
"You do have the ability to help me."
"Since you want to know, I'll tell you."
"The wedding team I saw was a member of the doomsday civilization."
"What they sent was a bride, but it was a product of a mysterious ritual, not a real life form."
"The product of the ceremony, that is to say, this so-called bride plays an important role for you, right?"
"Haha," a cold smile appeared on the Demon Ancestor's face.
"You guessed it right. That thing will allow me to gradually strengthen my control over the power of the blood sea."
"Originally, I only received a glimmer of favor from the Sea of Blood and had less than 1% of the authority."
"But after obtaining the bride of the doomsday, which was a ritual product, my control over the sea of blood increased dozens of times."
"Nearly a third of the blood sea is under my control."
"For millions of years, every hundred thousand years, they will send a bride."
"Have you ever had any doubts?" Zhuang Wuming asked doubtfully.
"Hehe, of course I had doubts, even when I used this Doomsday Bride for the first time."
"I deliberately split a clone and gave him part of the blood sea authority I control."
"Let him use the Bride of Doom and see if there is any conspiracy."
"But the result makes me very satisfied. In a short period of time, the clone's authority over the blood sea has increased several times."
"I used countless methods to check, inside and out."
"There are no residual traces or side effects."
"Then I re-fused my separate bodies and began to accept this bride of the doomsday."
There was a trace of regret in the eyes of the Demon Ancestor, as if he regretted that he was actually plotted by the doomsday civilization, which ultimately led to his current result.
Zhuang Wuming frowned at this time, "But, I'm curious as to why you believe in this thing provided to you by the doomsday civilization."
"You're being courteous for nothing, you're either committing adultery or stealing, and you get such a huge benefit, why should they give it to you?"
"Of course I don't believe them at all, but they have spent ten thousand years and come to see me every once in a while."
"Their posture is very low, even prostrate and praying. They only offer these to beg me to do something for them."
Zhuang Wuming was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then said silently, "They want you to help them unlock the seal of the West?"
The Demon Ancestor glanced at Zhuang Wuming, with a small sneer on his lips, "Did you meet a voice claiming to be the remaining will of the underworld?"
"He told you that the West was invaded by Doomsday."
Zhuang Wuming's heart moved, "Yes, it is indeed him. He hopes that I will gain the favor of the five powers of the underworld and then combine them with the authority of the agent of the underworld."
"Help it recover and strengthen the seal of the West."
"Hahaha, you must not believe it, right," the Demon Ancestor looked at Zhuang Wuming with a strange expression.
"Of course, who would believe such an impossible scam?" Zhuang Wuming said with a faint smile.