"Ah!!h

In the teleportation passage, in the red glowing tunnel, a large number of black arms clung to Mistaka like ropes, and the huge force pulled him towards the other end of the portal.

"No!!"

It screamed and let out a terrified roar.

Boom!!

Missoka felt as if she had broken through a heavy barrier and entered a small space of viscous resistance with strong resistance.

Before it could look around, it felt circles of various weakening arcane fides rush down to reduce its resistant skin to an unimaginable level.

It's like weakening steel to tofu.

Missoka tried to resist, but as soon as she moved, a brilliant red light immediately surrounded it.

"Nice to meet you. A tall man with a large number of black hands behind him looked at him with a smile on his face.

Missoka opened her mouth wide to speak, but a large number of black arms suddenly slipped through her mouth.

"Looks like you're happy too. Lu Sheng looked at the big black man in front of him, and felt like seeing a hot dog in winter and a watermelon in summer.

The huge divinity contained in the opponent's body, although it has been polluted by the power of the abyss, also has a full number of more than thirty-five points.

Moreover, the core of the Abyss Lord, which slowly released the power of endless scorched earth, was the most precious core of this monster.

‘.... You're so glad to see me with that eye!' Missoka roared with grief and rage in his heart, his mouth still covered, and a large number of black hands frantically poured into him.

This is one of the ninety-nine arcane magic skills after Lu Sheng's transformation, called the Shadow Hand, which is a technique deduced from the eighth-level arcane arts.

The role of this arcane is to use the power of shadow to plant coordinates on the shadow plane, and cultivate a special arm that can be extended and lengthened for its own use.

Lu Sheng deduced this spell to level six hundred and seventy-eight in one go, and he thought that this number was very auspicious and looked pleasing to the eye. It is 678 arms at a time.

It's also very comfortable to use.

Even a mid-level abyss lord comparable to a real body can pull it over.

In the sealing room, a large number of formation runes connected to Lu Sheng's own power, imprisoning the huge power from the abyss.

Mystica, who was pulled out of the formation, had no way to recover his body, and could only struggle desperately in a shrinking state.

His body at this time was about the same as a black dragon man more than a man tall, with a dragon head and a body with wings made of lava behind his back.

However, at this time, its entire body was covered with a layer of slippery, cold black hands, which caressed every part of its body, whether it was ordinary scales or intimate parts.

Missoka felt that some of his sensitive points were being skillfully skilled, and his body was faintly excited, and some places that had never been rubbed were also drilled by a large number of black hands everywhere.

An unprecedented experience of shame that was creating a strange feeling in his body.

Suddenly, a large hand steadily drilled into its most critical place.

"Oh!!no!!not there!!!! But as soon as the voice in his throat vibrated and came out, it was immediately blocked back by more black hands.

He should have thought that this damn black hand still has the means to confuse his mind!

Missoka's terrifying power was completely unusable in the sealing formation, as the invincible Abyss Lord of the fifty-first layer, and the Demon King favored by the Abyss Will.

He was casually summoned by a strange mage and fell to such a state!

With the last of her shame and anger, Missoka cursed Lu Sheng viciously.

"I curse you!!The abyss will pull you to the bottom of the endless, and you will never be able to transcend!!" His huge spirit shook violently, and although it was blocked by a large number of formations, the slightest trace of spiritual power that asked for help from the abyss consciousness inevitably leaked out.

There is no way around it.

Lu Sheng looked at the scene in front of him with some helplessness.

After all, the thing in front of him already has the essence of strength close to half of his body, and it is still unrealistic to completely kill and devour it in an instant.

"Fortunately, the preparation was well done, and it was completely digested in about an hour. ”

He looked at the black balls suspended in mid-air in front of him, wrapped in countless black hands, and his heart was quite satisfied.

"Now the last thing is to withstand the counterattack of the abyss consciousness. ”

Unlike the previous times, this time he was preying on a mid-level lord, which was equivalent to using the right-hand man under the command of the Abyss Consciousness.

Lu Sheng clapped his hands, and a large number of black hands behind him suddenly sped up and slowly pulled Mystoka towards him.

In the void behind him, a faint swirl of transparent ripples slowly opened, which was the entrance to his psychic world.

In this extremely closed secret room environment, it is still no problem to open a small entrance to his psychic world.

After all, he has not spent so many years in vain.

Missoka struggled frantically, but in front of Lu Sheng, who was known for his brute strength, his strength was not worth mentioning.

His massive body was still slowly being pulled towards the transparent vortex.

The jumping and flickering abyssal red light constantly tried to spread out from it, but the other red light of the formation could often block the leakage of the abyssal red light in time and accurately.

Lu Sheng has fully mobilized all his strength.

Most of the power of his body is used to guard against the will of the abyss, and now the power of this body is all used to manipulate and pull the formation of this secret room.

As Mystica got closer and closer, Lu Sheng vaguely felt that the revenge of the abyss was likely to come soon.

The smile on his face gradually calmed down, and his hands continued to carve one specific gesture and symbol after another in mid-air.

I don't know how long it took, but finally, one of Mystoka's hind legs slowly sank into the transparent vortex above Lu Sheng's head.

"It's coming!!"

Lu Sheng's eyes suddenly widened.

The portal of red light instantly twisted violently, and a terrifying will, which was hundreds or thousands of times stronger than Lu Sheng, rushed out of the portal and rushed towards Lu Sheng's location.

Wherever the invisible spirit went, a wriggling carpet of flesh spread around the ground, and a large number of unconscious faces of pain emerged from the blood-red carpet one after another, letting out a hideous and strange roar.

"Return....!! Immortal !!" A vague consciousness passed from this terrifying spirit.

"Shall I return Mystica? Lu Sheng showed a hideous smile, and a vague phantom of a crane-headed human body also slowly appeared behind him.

That is the essence of a thousand gods.

An extremely strong high-density spiritual will evaporated from him.

The space in front of Lu Sheng was distorted, and the ground and walls around him quickly began to show blurred lines of blood-red muscles.

Whether it is the floor or the walls, it is covered with a layer of strong, blood-red muscle fibers.

It is a rugged, strong special style, which makes people associate with power, power, violence, very good, and other tyrannical synonyms at a glance.

Although compared to the Abyss Will, Lu Sheng's spirit had far less powerful influence wherever it went.

But this is the main plane, and the power of the abyss will still be repelled by the instincts of the main plane.

A large amount of natural suppressive power was instinctively squeezed into the will of the abyss from all directions, from time and space. Crazy weakens its power.

However, because of his natural ability to deceive, Lu Sheng did not encounter such unfair treatment.

Two additions and subtractions, the difference between the two is not too big.

In an instant, two terrifying spiritual forces in the secret room shook each other head-on.

Rumble!!!

The invisible spiritual storm erupted in a ten-thousandth of a second, Lu Sheng's spirit and far-reaching spirit exploded at the same time, and countless spiritual fragments turned into red and transparent spiritual light spots, raining down ships all around.

Then all the spirit fragments were immediately recondensed by Lu Sheng.

Throughout the secret room, the surrounding scene turned into an abyss spread out by a bloody mushroom blanket, and then into a temple of power laid by countless muscles.

The illusion of chaos flickered rapidly, and Mystica, caught between the two massive forces, was the first to become a victim.

Whether it was the will of the abyss or the will of Lu Sheng's body, it was not something he could resist.

What's more, this is the main plane, and there is also the natural suppression of the third-party main plane.

He was now being suppressed by the will of nature in the weakest state in history. And in this state, the abyss and Lu Sheng were shaken.

Although Missoka is the dragon of the scorched earth and the lord of the abyss, in the face of such a big scene, it is inevitable to be planted.

His spirit only lasted ten minutes in the spiritual storm, and then it was brutally pulled into it by the storm, completely shattered and crushed into pieces.

His entire will was instantly exhausted, and it became the nourishment for both the abyss and Lu Sheng to recover their will.

A generation of Abyss Lords has fallen.

"Are you satisfied now!?" Lu Sheng said in a low voice with some annoyance. The will of the Abyss Lord was crushed, and the treasure of divinity, which was hidden deep in the soul of the will, was naturally completely shattered.

It's like a complete treasure map suddenly tearing into countless pieces, and it's possible to put it back together, but it doesn't take as much energy as catching another Abyss Lord.

Before the Abyssal Will could answer, it was instinctively suppressed and expelled by the natural will of the main plane, and soon slowly retreated along the portal, gradually disappearing.

Only the scene of the confrontation in the entire secret room was left in disarray.

Ahem, ahem...

Lu Sheng felt a blur of consciousness, obviously the abyss will power that he had just rushed in was too great, and even his body as a heavenly demon was a little unbearable.

He looked down at his body, the heart in his chest didn't know when it would explode, and the door of his head was slimy.

He wiped it, and it was all white, fishy slurry.

"This can't be a brain???

Lu Sheng felt a little bad.

He hurriedly condensed an ice mirror in his hand to check it.

The image reflected in the mirror was a blurry man with blood-red eyes and a bloody hole the size of a fist on his forehead.

The bloody hole in the door of the brain can be seen from the forehead all the way to the wall behind it carved with runes.

It's like someone has pierced a hole in his head with an iron rod. A large amount of brain plasma is constantly flowing out of it.

"Damn! Why is this Abyss counterattack so strong!? I'd rather be broken and injured than leave me with some benefit!

You can do it! Abyss! Lao Tzu remembers you!!"

Lu Sheng's heart was on fire, and while thinking that he would eat the abyss sooner or later, he hurriedly urged the ontological supernatural power and began to make up for the structural organization of this body.

He arranged and prepared for several hours, and worked hard to coax and deceive the good things he summoned, but before he could even put his mouth down, he was picked peaches and robbed of the fruits of his labor.

If he is not hot, he will be called a ghost.