The bronze seat stretches silently across the void, as if it has existed since ancient times, and also seems to suddenly appear from another time and space.
There are countless rays of light hidden on the back of the chair, like billions of dragons and snakes snaking around. If you look closely, it will make your scalp numb. There are countless arms-like lights and shadows squirming.
And in the dark metallic luster, it seems that there are endless ghosts and ghosts hidden, as if palms have reached out from hell to form this extremely dark bronze seat.
This seat seems to have indescribable magic power. It has the power to frighten people. It can reflect the most terrifying memories in the mind and invisibly amplify the fear countless times.
"What the hell is this?"
After just one glance, the majestic Demon Saint Ao Zheng suddenly froze as the remaining scales on his body rattled and shook off countless debris destroyed by thunder.
Boom!
Until a terrifying roar like thunder exploded, with unparalleled violence and immeasurable brilliance, erupted from the Lei Ming Sanctuary, knocking him away for an unknown distance and causing him to roll in the void for an unknown number of times.
Even though I was dizzy, I still couldn't get rid of the terrifying shadow revealed by the bronze seat!
It was as if there were countless hands crossing the void, ignoring the space barrier, and even scratching at the demon soul through his own body, trying to tear it into pieces and devour it.
But before he could make any move, and before he had time to think clearly about what it was, or how to deal with it, the bronze seat suddenly shook.
Buzz!
From behind the back of the chair, which was like a mountain, with dark light and shadows undulating, eight huge claws without tentacles, like arms and spider tentacles, were suddenly revealed.
In the dark and cold light and shadow, like the door of hell wide open, a figure could be vaguely seen, vaguely seeming to sit upright and stretch out his arms.
But just such a trivial action made Ao Zheng feel like he was facing a formidable enemy, as if he was being targeted by some eternal and terrifying natural enemy!
This feeling is exactly the same as deep in the memory, when the ancestors in the bloodline inheritance were preyed upon and devoured by the Chaos Demon God at will.
Ao Zhan instinctively wanted to resist, but somehow his consciousness was very clear and he knew what to do, but his movements were surprisingly slow, as if his body was not obeying his orders.
Even the original demonic power of the Poison Path, which has been tempered for thousands of times, cultivated for a lifetime, and tens of thousands of years, seems to have stopped operating at this moment.
Buzz!
At this moment, the figure's arm seemed to be holding something, causing the void to tremble.
I don't know if it was an illusion, but Ao Zheng felt that the demon soul tightened, as if it was trapped by an invisible rope, and even movement became extremely difficult.
In fact, even my eyelids were as heavy as mountains, and I really wanted to close them, have a good sleep, and never want to wake up again.
Ao Zong knew that he was locked by an extremely terrifying magical power. If he could not stand up to resist, he might never have a chance after this attack.
But it's one thing to figure it out, and another thing to be able to do it.
Now, he finds it extremely difficult to even open his eyelids, let alone defend against such an extremely terrifying and weird supernatural power.
It's a long story, but it only lasted a dozen breaths since he burst out of the formation space, fought fiercely with Lei Mingsheng, wielded many valuable treasures, and unleashed several killer moves at the bottom of the box.
It was only a moment since the bronze throne appeared, but in Ao Zhan's demon consciousness, it seemed like a long, long time had passed.
Vaguely, the figure looked like the human fisherman he had seen in his early years, swinging his fishing rod by the pool. The fish took the bait, and he waved it casually as if he had pulled up the line.
laugh!
Silently, it was as if an unimaginable divine weapon cut through the air, spanning a distance of tens of millions of feet, ignoring the space barrier, and even ignoring its tempered body, and connected to the rope that bound the holy soul.
call!
In the air, it is as easy and freehand as swinging a fishing rod or raising a hand to pull up a fishhook. Its holy soul is like the fish on the hook, shaking its head and tail, instinctively resisting, but unable to break away from the invisible hook transformed by the power of heaven and earth.
As his holy soul flew up, like a kite with strings, it fell towards the bronze throne at an extremely fast speed. The huge and ferocious tentacles on the back of the chair also slowly retracted and gathered into the back of the chair again.
All this happened too fast, too suddenly, and strangely.
Even if they saw it with their own eyes, I am afraid no one would believe that there are actually people in the world, or magical powers, who can absorb the holy soul of a powerful demon saint in such an understatement.
Even though Ao Zheng was seriously injured, he continuously activated the origin of the poison path and his natal magical power, and was severely injured by the divine thunder of destruction, almost running out of fuel.
Regardless of any living being, its soul is its own destiny, located in the most mysterious space of the human body, under layers of protection.
Even if there is no special means, the physical body of a living being can be wiped out, but nothing can be done to its soul.
Whoosh!
At the same time, the wheezing sound was like the whistling of a hurricane, as the fierce and unprotected brilliance gradually dissipated, revealing the extremely miserable Lei Mingsheng whose entire body was mottled and even had his internal organs exposed in many places!
"Old Bedbug, Grandpa Lei, if I don't kill you today, I will follow you... eh?"
Exhausted, but still full of unruliness and murderous intent, his one eye swept across the void, suddenly widening. Lei Mingsheng froze, staring at the void, slowly falling, like a rope with no strength. A giant snake body.
However, such a huge rope cannot be found in the world!
Although Lei Mingsheng's injuries were extremely serious, even worse than Ao Zong's before he was about to escape, his eyesight was still there and he could tell at a glance that Ao Zong was dead.
Moreover, it is absolutely dead!
"This is……"
Lei Mingsheng's neck stiffened and he turned his head. In his single eye, he reflected the bronze seat that was as big as a mountain and as big as a star. His pupils suddenly shrank, as if they had condensed into a bit of lightning, and the scales on his body could not help but stand up and emit. A rapid and intensive clicking sound.
The little original power of thunder left in his body, after a moment of solidification, began to operate at an unprecedented speed, and he instinctively made defensive preparations.
Intuition told me that this evil thing could kill him, and it would swallow up every last bit of him including his skin, bones, essence, and soul, and no trace would be left.
In fact, his idea was confirmed when the bronze divine guards, who were hidden in the void and formed a large formation, emerged from the void and flew towards the bronze throne with their ten thousand feet long snake body.
Because of this, the little thought that I originally coveted for a flesh and blood essence of the same level suddenly disappeared.
Of course, Lei Mingsheng would not admit that it was because he was afraid of this throne, but because he was not suitable for refining the essence of flesh and blood to enhance his own strength.
Even if forcibly refining it would be helpful to oneself, one would not be tempted to do so!
I don't know what kind of magic the bronze throne displayed. When the ten thousand-foot-long snake body entered the range of its dark light, it shrank silently, disappeared into the back of the chair in the blink of an eye.
Lei Mingsheng's pupils shrank again and again, secretly smacking his tongue.
Even though Ao Zheng died, the mighty power of the holy way was still there, but he shouldn't be able to be captured so easily.
But in my perception, I didn't feel the slightest wave of resistance.
In other words, this throne has the power to completely suppress the origin of the holy way, or its owner possesses such supreme power!
"Has he... already reached such a state?"
Lei Mingsheng knew in his heart that no matter how weird the bronze throne was, without extraordinary power, he would never be able to control it so lightly and use it so skillfully.
Buzz!
The bronze throne that swallowed up the ten-foot-long snake body suddenly emitted a dark luster, and then disappeared suddenly, turning into a huge, roughly one-foot-high seat that looked like it was made of bronze.
"My God is mighty!"
Tens of thousands of bronze divine guards shouted in unison, and the sound shook the void. It seemed that even the stars in the endless void were echoing, and they were flickering.
"Good guy!"
Lei Mingsheng stared and took a breath.
Looking at the uniformed bronze divine guards, who looked like the most elite troops in the world, with the unparalleled fanatical light in their eyes, Lei Mingsheng finally understood why Wu Ming dared to speak with certainty before and asked him if he was interested in becoming a god.
You know, it is most likely not only to follow the layout of the temples and take a big bite of fat, but also to disrupt the opponent's layout and attract the opponent's attention.
It turned out that Wu Ming had already made preparations, and the results were remarkable.
Although Ao Zong was severely injured by him, Lei Mingsheng felt at this time that Wu Ming could take care of Ao Zong even without him taking action.
At most, it’s just a little more effort!
There are so many bronze divine guards who command like arms to form the Zhoutian Xinghai Formation to seal the void and resist Ao Zheng's poisonous demonic power.
There are two more chaotic creatures who have mastered the power of space, and they have created a mirror space to completely eliminate the possibility of their escape.
Coupled with this extremely weird bronze throne, and Wu Ming who can lay such traps.
Not to mention that it was Ao Zong who had moved to another place. Lei Mingsheng calculated that even if he was caught in it, the result would probably not be any better than Ao Zong's.
Moreover, in his perception, the bronze throne did not condense the original holy power.
In other words, this is not a holy treasure, nor is it refined from a special chaotic divine object. Not to mention, there is still a huge room for improvement. After swallowing the ten thousand feet snake body, its power seems to have increased.
With this perception, Lei Mingsheng became a little more cautious.
Although the possibility of Wu Ming Xie Mo killing the donkey was very small, Lei Mingsheng did not want to be treated as a gift and integrated into the weird bronze throne just because of an accident, and then be destroyed.
"Brother Lei is seriously injured!"
Wu Ming was aware of it and didn't say much. Anyway, he didn't have murderous intentions.
The friendship between the two parties, which they have cooperated with several times, is not to say a life-and-death friendship, but at least it can be called an irreversible friendship. How could they be murderous for no reason?
"It's okay, okay, I have the Chaos artifact you gave me. Although it was partially destroyed by the Divine Spear of Destruction, it was enough for me to recover!"
Lei Mingsheng laughed dryly and carefully hid his envy as he watched Wu Ming open the door to space and put all the bronze divine guards into the void space.
This is the most precious treasure in the cave!
The ancestors of the Thunder Dragon Clan also had it. Unfortunately, with the decline of the clan, most of these treasures have fallen into the hands of the Dragon Clan. (To be continued)