Although Wang Nuan and Leng Ming had already prepared in their hearts, they felt that the ancient evil god in front of them was not so easy to kill, but now when they saw the evil purple flesh squirming again, the sense of surprise in their hearts was still very strong.

"Before he is formed, he must start first." Leng Ming frowned slightly.

He wasn't stupid enough to wait for the grave god to really come back to life, such a bloody plot does not exist.

"Sun and Moon Sword Light!"

I saw Leng Ming and raise his sword finger, and a green aurora burst out from his fingertips, and lightning bloomed in the void like thunder flowers.

The energy of the sky is more blazing than lightning.

Gives birth to an amazing power.

Collided with precision towards the purple piece of flesh.

This move "Sun and Moon Sword Light" is the power that Leng Ming originally possessed, and the name of the move has the meaning of "a small grass can cut the sun, moon and stardust".

This is another unique science in the cold world in addition to the "grass guillotine".

The difference is that this trick was not taught by Jing Ke and Bai Shea, but Leng Ming himself comprehended it.

The two quickly create friction and then a big bang.

The cold sword aura collided with the wriggling purple flesh, causing a terrifying glow, and the extremely high temperature seemed to melt everything.

However, when the smoke cleared, the purple piece of flesh was not destroyed, but became even more inflated.

"Ah Nuan! Help me! "Leng Ming did not believe in evil, and launched a second attack again.

He called out to Nuan.

I saw that the warm girl was tightly wrapped around his neck, and the strongest back-clip power bank in the universe exerted its strength again.

"100 times! Sun and Moon Sword Light! ”

The dimension of the second sun and moon sword light increased again with the help of Ah Nuan, carrying a destructive power that penetrated the universe.

However.

When the pillar of destruction with a diameter of 100 zhang slammed into the lump of flesh.

Everything is like a mud cow entering the sea again, and the calm is restored again.

Previously, it was clearly the size of a fingernail.

After Leng Ming's first sword, it directly grew to the size of a palm.

And now this second sword goes down.

It's grown to the size of a withered mystery!

"It's in ...... Absorb my sword energy? Leng Ming was shocked, he had never encountered such a situation, but he felt full of weirdness.

This evil god was not an orthodox earth cultivator in the first place, but an alien creature.

He felt that the scene in front of him might have something to do with the alien blood of this evil god.

He can even reshape his body by absorbing energy to be resurrected...... What the hell is this monster.

"This doesn't look like the ability of an ordinary cultivator." Wang Ming looked at this scene from afar, and he was also thinking.

Although he didn't know what the bloodline of this grave god was, the purple lump of flesh in front of him still made him feel familiar.

Especially, when the purple mass of flesh grows tentacles......

"Old Dominators." Wang Ming's first reaction in his heart was this.

Legend has it that this is a powerful and ancient existence in the universe, and its existence is composed of unknown substances and laws that are far beyond the comprehension of the mortal world, so the laws of the ordinary human cultivation world may not have any effect on it.

For a long time, in the hypothesis of cosmic civilization, there was also the view that there was a more powerful and ancient civilization before the establishment of the cultivator civilization.

And the old gods who are called "the rulers of the old days" are like this.

It's just that Wang Ming has only seen these things in the relevant "papers" and "", and he didn't expect that this is real.

At this moment, Wang Ling looked at this scene and had some guesses in his heart.

The mysterious thing called "Mandate of Heaven" that "Hideous" mentioned earlier.

From now on, the grave god must have obtained the power of the "mysterious thing" part.

It is also that power that reactivates the bloodline of the ancient god that was originally in the body of the grave god, but has been diluted by the years.

In other words.

The biggest hole card that the grave god has always relied on is that he is not in the "way".

It's the same as Wang Tong's Wang Ling.

The ordinary secular laws of the cultivation realm did not have a way to restrict these strange cosmic ancient gods.

Now, Wang Ling finally understands Wang Daozu's good intentions to seal the "secret thing".

This is because I am worried that the civilization of the old era of the universe will be revived because of that "mysterious object", which will have a further impact on the human civilization of cultivating the truth.

At this time, Wang Ling suddenly had a very interesting and dangerous idea.

If this "mysterious thing" were combined with a human cultivator who did not have any ancient god bloodline, what kind of chemical reaction would it produce?

Although there was no emotion on his face.

But Wang Ling still had to admit that his mood at this moment was exciting.

He's been searching for an answer.

That's what his own Wang Tong is.

Now, he felt that he might be able to find a new answer in the lump of flesh that the grave god had turned into in front of him, and the mysterious "mysterious thing".

"Ah Nuan is in danger! This thing is so weird......"

When Wang Ming subconsciously became nervous about the sudden change in front of him.

He turned his gaze to Wang Ling.

But I saw that the young man had once again wandered into the world......

Only this time, he was not driven back by Ah Nuan again.

……

At the same time, the Supreme World, which had ceased to fall into collapse, was reorganizing under the haunting and swirling of countless dark fragments.

These pieces are like puzzle pieces, with an air of darkness of their own.

The Grave God had not fully recovered, but the mass of flesh had become infinitely large, and a huge mass of flesh the size of a 100,000-person stadium appeared in the void.

The purple-black body bears some kind of disgusting and unknown green viscous fluid, and is surrounded on all sides by terrifying, complex tentacles.

Leng Ming knows.

This terrible resurrection ritual has not stopped, and he must stop the resurrection before the Grave God II is fully formed.

However, at this time, the huge pressure made Leng Ming find that his body was unable to move.

The terrifying creature in front of him, transcending eternity, actually gave birth to a kind of fear in his body as if instinctively.

Buzz! Boom!

In the changing and boundless darkness of the supreme world, at this moment, infinite holy light descended from the sky, which was a new summoning brought by the flesh of the grave god.

Wang Nuan and Leng Ming saw that in the holy light that came, a silhouette of a human figure appeared, they couldn't see their faces clearly, and their whole bodies were black, very tall, with a height of dozens of zhang.

Their upper body takes on the form of a human, and the lower body has octopus-like tentacles, with a mysterious shimmering veil, and they seem to be extremely kind and benevolent.

But Wang Nuan could clearly feel that behind this veil, there was endless brutality.

These are the guardian guards of the resurrection ritual.

"The Eternals."

At this moment, a familiar figure landed and blocked in front of Wang Nuan and Leng Ming.

"Ling Zhenren ......" Leng Ming's eyes were glazed, and when he saw Wang Ling appear, he suddenly felt that the pressure he felt disappeared in an instant.

"Hah!"

At this time, Wang Nuan kicked his white and tender calves, climbed onto Leng Ming's shoulders, and then jumped on Wang Ling's back with a slam of his feet.

This warm touch was transmitted from Leng Ming to Wang Ling.

Before Wang Ling came, he originally refused to fight with the warm girl.

The ancient god of the universe in front of him was not a mortal thing, it was weirder and more difficult than any previous opponent, and he was worried that Wang Nuan would be injured.

But at this moment, Wang Ling changed his mind.

"Do you want to go too, Nuan." Wang Ling's voice.

"Yikes!"

The warm girl lay on Wang Ling's shoulder, like a soft and glutinous cake.

Wang Ling felt as if his heart had melted.

He suddenly felt.

Brother and sister mixed doubles, it seems to be good.