In the midst of Viscott's hideous countenance, a chilling darkness coalesced in his hands, forming tiny clumps like plant seeds.

The moment this black mass appeared, even Ling Yun couldn't help frowning, he felt a power from this black mass that could completely erase everything in this world.

Viscot, who was seriously injured, finally burst out of his power completely at this time, and released the last and most terrifying demon king, the Demon King of Nothing. This demon lord has one of the most terrifying powers in the world, capable of erasing everything it specifies.

At the moment when the Demon King of Nothing appeared, the trembling darkness was constantly spreading, and the space created by Ling Yun began to be swallowed up by this darkness. And the space created by Ling Yun was completely unable to suppress this demon king. In the face of this darkness, Ling Yun even had a feeling in his heart that no matter where he ran, he would be wiped out along with this space.

"Hum—"

With a low roar, ten layers of spiritual power shields of different colors appeared in front of Ling Yun in a row, enveloping his entire body. However, under the erosion of the power of the Demon King of Nothing, the ten layers of shields shattered one after another, and they couldn't resist even for a moment.

"It's useless, swordsman, this is the most powerful demon king in the world, even you can't resist the fate of being erased!" It seemed that because he was still controlling such a powerful angel even though he was seriously injured, a large amount of blood overflowed from the wound in Viscott's abdomen, but he didn't care about it, just stared at Ling Yun with a hideous gaze.

"The Demon King of Nothing, it's really powerful. But...... Fake Witch: Ever-Changing Mirror! Ling Yun stretched out his hand, and a broom with something like a mirror mounted on the front end appeared in his hand.

"This is, Witch's Angel?" Seeing the forgery witch in Ling Yun's hand, Westcott frowned slightly.

But soon, a scene that stunned Westcote appeared, and the fake witch in Ling Yun's hands began to transform rapidly, and finally turned into a small ball of light and appeared in front of Ling Yun. And on this small ball of light, Viscot actually felt the same aura as the Demon King of Nothing. However, unlike the Demon King of Nothing, who exuded a dark aura, the Angel of Nothing, which was imitated by a fake witch in front of Ling Yun, emitted ten different colors of light, as if he wanted to completely tear apart the darkness released by the Demon King of Nothing.

"I see, I see, you have gathered the spiritual power of the ten elves who have appeared until now, and thus obtained the same level of power as me and the gods. With your current state, even calling you the third Origin Elf is not an exaggeration! Looking at the Angel of Nothingness in front of Ling Yun, Westcott laughed as if he understood something. It turns out that God has such an idea, as long as the boy gathers ten kinds of elf power, then he can get the same ability as the original elf. It really took me 30 years to complete this plan, and I was amazed! ”

Ling Yun didn't care what Viscot was saying now, under his urging, the Angel of Nothing released a powerful colored light, which was entangled with the darkness released by Viscott's Demon Lord of Nothing, and the two just collided, and a violent conflict broke out. Light and darkness intertwined wildly, causing the space to tremble.

"Wow-"

Westcott's face changed, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Although the purple flame on the wound in his abdomen had been suppressed by his spiritual power, it was now collapsing again, and blood was spilling out in a steady stream.

Although the two "nothing" forces are frantically consuming each other, there will always be some residual power bombarded by the two of them. Ling Yun stood beside a powerful talisman qi shield, although the overflowing power of the Nothingness Demon King was frantically striking this talisman qi shield. However, the talisman qi shield formed by the condensation of ten spiritual powers firmly blocked these overflowing powers. On the other hand, Westcott didn't have such luck, he had already been seriously injured when Ling Yun cut off the Eternal Tribulation Prison before, and now the overflowing power of the Angel of Nothing made his current state even worse.

"Viscote, you can't last long in your current state!" Ling Yun said.

"Ahem, ahem......" Westcote coughed lightly, reaching out to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. No, swordsman, the battle is not yet in its final stages! The outcome between us is not yet known. Moreover, you seem to have forgotten a very important thing, and that thing will inevitably become the key to your defeat! ”

"No matter what it is, as long as I defeat you within this time, no!" Ling Yun said lightly.

"yes, let's see if you have the skills!" Ignoring his injuries, Westcott once again strengthened the Demon Lord of Nothing.

Faced with this situation, Ling Yun's face remained unchanged, and at the same time, he raised his strength, and the Angel of Nothing emitted a brilliant light, completely blocking the darkness of the Demon King of Nothing.

Just after the two insisted, a crisp click suddenly sounded in the field. After hearing this voice, Westcott's eyes lit up and he looked in the direction of Ling Yun. On the angel of nothingness in front of Ling Yun, I don't know when a slight crack has appeared.

After seeing this crack, Westcott knew that his chance had come, only to see him let out a low roar, urging the Demon King of Nothingness with all his might. The overwhelming darkness almost condensed into substance, stabbing in the direction of Ling Yun.

Ling Yun snapped his fingers, and the Angel of Nothingness also shone brightly, and the endless light enveloped the entire space, easily resisting all the powerful attacks of the Demon King of Nothing.

However, at this moment, countless cracks suddenly appeared on the Angel of Nothingness, and finally disintegrated into countless points of light and disappeared into the void.

"Sure enough, the angel copied by the fake witch is not as powerful as the original angel!" Vescot looked at the dots of light floating in front of Ling Yun, and a crazy smile appeared on his face. "Now, swordsman, do you have any means to compete with my None Demon King?"

"Well, the imitation is still unreliable sometimes!" Ling Yun shook his head slightly, and a long sword inlaid with ten different colored crystals appeared in his hand. "I really don't have a chance to be lazy! So, let's draw the final trajectory for this battle! ”

Ling Yun raised his long sword, the terrifying spiritual power gathered around him, and after the strengthening of the source power, the spiritual power on his body had undergone a huge change, and a large tree shining with light slowly appeared behind him.