The bronze chair silently stretched across the void, as if it had existed since ancient times, and as if it suddenly flashed out of another time and space.

There are countless lights hidden on the back of the chair, like hundreds of millions of dragons and snakes winding, but if you look closely, it is numb, and it is a myriad of arms-like light and shadow wriggling.

And in the dark metallic luster, it seems that there are endless ghosts and ghosts, as if the palm of the hand is poking out of hell, forming this extremely dark bronze seat.

The chair seems to have an indescribable magic, revealing a terrifying power, reflecting the most terrifying memories in the mind, and invisibly magnifying the fear countless times.

"What the hell is this?"

Just by glancing, the dignified demon saint Ao stiffened, the remaining scales on his body rattled, shaking off the residue destroyed by countless thunders, and his scorched body suddenly stiffened.

Boom!

Until a terrifying roar like a thunder explosion, the rage was incomparable, and the immeasurable brilliance came out from the Lei Ming Holy Place, and directly flipped him out of the void, rolling in the void for an unknown number of times.

Dizzy and swollen, it is still difficult to get rid of the terrifying shadow revealed by the bronze seat!

It was as if there were countless hands that straddled the void, ignoring the spatial barriers, and even through their own bodies, scratching the demon soul, wanting to tear it to pieces and devour it.

But before he could make any moves, let alone think about what it was, and couldn't talk about how to deal with it, the bronze chair suddenly shook.

Airplanes!

From behind the back of the chair, which was like a mountain, with its dark light and shadow, eight huge claws that were like arms and spider's tentacles were poked out.

In the dark and cold, as if the gates of hell were wide open, a figure could be faintly seen, vaguely sitting up straight, and sticking out his arms.

But it was such an insignificant action, but it made Ao Zhuang feel like a great enemy, as if he was being targeted by some terrifying natural enemy that existed for eternity!

This feeling is exactly the same as when the ancestors in the bloodline inheritance in the depths of memory were preyed upon and devoured by the Chaos Demon God at will.

Ao Zhuang instinctively wanted to resist, but somehow, his consciousness was very clear, and he knew what he should do, but his movements were surprisingly slow, as if his body was not listening.

Even the demonic power of the origin of the poisonous path, which had been tempered for thousands of years and practiced for a lifetime, seemed to have stopped working at this moment.

Airplanes!

At this moment, the figure's arm seemed to hold something, causing the void to tremble.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Ao Zhuang only felt that the demon soul was tight, as if he was trapped by an invisible rope, and even moving became extremely difficult.

Even, even the eyelids are as heavy as a mountain, I want to close them, sleep beautifully, and never wake up again.

Ao Zhuang knew that this was because he was locked by an extremely terrifying supernatural power, and if he couldn't stand up and resist, he was afraid that after this blow, he would never have a chance again.

It's one thing to figure it out, it's another thing to be able to do it.

Now, he couldn't even try to open his eyelids, and it was extremely difficult, let alone defend against such an extremely terrifying, and very strange and magical power.

It's a long story, but since he rushed out of the large array space, fought fiercely with Lei Mingsheng, made many heavy treasures, and broke out several killer moves at the bottom of the box, it was only a dozen breaths.

And since the appearance of this bronze throne, it was only an instant, but in the perception of Ao Zombie's demon consciousness, it seemed that a long, long time had passed.

Faintly, that figure, like the Terran fisherman he had seen in his early years, flicked his fishing rod beside the waterhole, and the fish took the bait, pulled up and waved it casually.

Laugh at!

Silently, it was as if an unimaginable divine blade broke through the air, spanning a distance of thousands of zhang, ignoring the spatial barrier, and even more ignoring its tempered body, connecting the rope that bound the holy soul.

Call!

Fluttering, just like swinging a fishing rod and raising your hand to pull up the hook, its holy soul is like the hooked fish, shaking its head and tail, instinctively resisting, but unable to get rid of the invisible fishing hook transformed by the great power of heaven and earth.

As its holy soul flew up, like a kite with a retracted line, it fell towards the bronze throne at a very fast speed, and the huge tentacles on the back of the chair slowly retracted and reunited into the back of the chair.

It all happened too quickly, too suddenly, and so bizarrely.

Even if they saw it with their own eyes, I am afraid that no one would believe that there were people in the world, or supernatural powers, who could ingest the holy soul of a demon saint powerhouse so lightly.

Even if Ao Zhuang was seriously injured, he successively urged the origin of the poison path and the divine power of natal talent, and was severely injured by the divine thunder, and almost ran out of oil.

No matter what kind of living being, its soul is the place where it is born, in the most mysterious space of the human body, under the protection of layers of layers.

Even, if there is no special means, you can wear out the physical body of a living being, but you cannot do anything to its soul.

Whew!

At the same time, the wheezing sound like a hurricane roared gradually dissipated with the fierce and uncovered brilliance, revealing the mottled Lei Mingsheng who was mottled inside, and even exposed his viscera in many places, extremely miserable!

"Old bedbug, Grandpa Lei, if I don't kill you today, I'll ...... with you Huh?"

Exhausted, but still full of rebelliousness and murderous one-eyed swept across the void, suddenly staring round, Lei Mingsheng stiffened, staring at the void, and was slowly falling, like a rope with nowhere to focus.

It's just that you can't find such a huge rope in the world!

Although Lei Mingsheng's injuries were extremely serious, even worse than Ao Zhuang, who was preparing to escape before, his eyesight was still there, and he could see at a glance that Ao Zhuang was dead.

Moreover, it is dead thoroughly!

"It's ......"

Lei Mingsheng's neck stiffened and turned his head, and the bronze seat that looked like a mountain and was as big as a star was reflected in his eyes, and his pupils suddenly contracted, as if condensed into a little thunder, and the scales on his body couldn't help but stand up, making a rapid and dense clicking and rubbing sound.

The little thunder origin power left in his body, after a slight moment of solidification, began to operate at an unprecedented speed, and instinctively made defensive preparations.

His intuition told him that this evil thing could kill him, and it was even a belt bone, a spirit and a soul, and he would devour it without a trace.

In fact, when the bronze divine guard, which was hidden in the void and formed a large array, appeared from the void and flew towards the bronze divine throne with a snake body, it confirmed his thoughts.

Because of this, the little careful thought that was originally coveted by a flesh and blood essence of the same rank suddenly disappeared.

Of course, Lei Mingsheng would not admit that he was jealous of this divine seat, but he was not suitable for refining flesh and blood essence to enhance his own strength.

Even if it is forcibly refined, it will also help itself, and it will not move this thought!

I don't know what kind of miracle the bronze god seat revealed, when the snake body entered the scope of its dark light, it shrank silently, and disappeared into the back of the chair in the blink of an eye.

Lei Mingsheng's pupils shrank again and again, and he secretly smacked his tongue.

Even if Ao stiffened and died, but the power of the Holy Dao was still there, it shouldn't be so easy to be captured.

But in perception, he didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of resistance.

In other words, this Divine Throne has the power to completely suppress this Divine Path Origin, or perhaps its master has such supreme power!

He ...... Have you come to this point?"

Lei Ming knew that no matter how strange the bronze throne was, if it didn't have transcendent power, it would definitely not be able to control it so lightly and use it easily.

Airplanes!

The bronze throne that engulfed the body of the snake suddenly bloomed with a faint luster, and then it suddenly swept away, turning into a huge seat that was as rough as if it was cast in bronze.

"My god is mighty!"

Tens of thousands of bronze divine guards shouted in unison, and the sound shook the void, as if even the stars in the endless void echoed it, and it was uncertain.

"Good guys!"

Lei Mingsheng glared and took a light breath.

Looking at the bronze divine guards that were uniform, like the most elite troops in the world, and the incomparable fanatical light in his eyes, Lei Mingsheng finally knew why Wu Ming dared to say anything before, and asked him if he was interested in becoming a god.

You must know that it is very likely that it is not only to bite off a bite of fat from the layout of the temples, but also to disrupt the layout of the other party and attract the other party's target.

It turned out that Wu Ming had been prepared for a long time, and the results were remarkable.

Although Ao Zhuang was severely injured by him, Lei Mingsheng felt at this time that even if he didn't make a move, Wu Ming would be able to clean up Ao Zhuang.

At most, it's just a little more effort!

There are so many bronze divine guards like arm commanders to form the Zhou Tian Xinghai Great Array, sealing the void and resisting the Ao Zombie's poisonous Dao origin demon power.

Two more chaotic creatures who have mastered the power of space have laid down a mirror space, completely eliminating the possibility of their escape.

Coupled with this weird bronze throne, and Wu Ming, who can arrange such traps.

Don't say that it is Ao Zhuang, change places, Lei Mingsheng calculated, even if he is trapped in it, I am afraid that the result will not be much better than Ao Zhuang.

Moreover, in its perception, the Bronze Divine Throne did not condense the Origin Divine Power.

In other words, this is not a holy treasure, nor is it refined by a special Chaos Divine Artifact, not to mention that there is still a great room for growth, after engulfing the ten thousand snake body, the power seems to have increased.

With this perception, Lei Mingsheng was a little more careful.

Although it is very unlikely that Wu Ming will unload the mill and kill the donkey, Lei Mingsheng doesn't want to, because if he is not careful, he will be used as food and integrated into the weird bronze divine seat, and he will be destroyed.

"Brother Lei is not lightly injured!"

Wu Mingyin was aware of it, and he didn't say anything, anyway, he didn't have the intention to kill.

The friendship between the two sides that has cooperated several times is not a friend of life and death, but at least it can be called a friendship, how can it be murderous for no reason?

"Fortunately, there is the Chaos Artifact you gave, although it was partially destroyed by the Destruction Divine Spear, it is enough for me to recover!"

Lei Mingsheng laughed dryly, watched Wu Ming open the door of the space, and put all the bronze divine guards into the void space, carefully hiding the meaning of envy.

This is a treasure!

The ancestors of the Thunder Dragon clan also had it, but unfortunately, with the decline of the clan, most of these treasures have fallen into the hands of the dragon clan.