Chapter 329: Runaway Power

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What exactly is the Demon Seal?

The fame of the Sealed Demon Record lies in the Abyss Demon Lord, that is, Chen Mo's fifth life, and before that, the Sealed Demon Record had other names.

Or, rather, no name.

The Demon Seal was originally a contract signed by many races in ancient times when they announced their acceptance of the rule of the Ancestral Heavenly Demons.

Because there are many contracts, they are bound into a book, and then placed on the Taiyin Star in the depths of the abyss.

In ancient times, many races fought wars, and in order to prevent betrayal, the contract was written in the rules of the universe, and if it was violated, it would naturally end in genocide.

And with the passage of time, the end of the ancient war, the ancestor Heavenly Demon with his subordinates and the races under his hands lived in seclusion in the abyss, and the bound contract was to enjoy the incense belief of the abyss race, and also enjoyed the power of the origin of the Taiyin Star.

In the dream, Chen Mo was just an adult who tripped over a stone when he went out, and after kicking the stone, he found the Demon Sealing Record.

Then, he used tricks to defeat a man, and then became the master of that person, and then he led that person to defeat the others, and became the master of other people.

In this way, one life begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things.

Just like the Heavenly Dao Cycle, in just half a year, he ruled the entire first layer of the abyss.

Subsequently, he enjoyed the resources of the entire first layer, strengthened himself, and then led people to the second layer.

And so on and so forth.

In just 10,000 years, except for the time he spent cultivating, he spent all the rest of his time conquering others.

Ten thousand years passed, and when he looked back, he found that he had become the master of the first to forty-seventh layers of the abyss, whether it was the most ordinary mortals in the first layer or those powerful race god realm peak powerhouses living in the forty-seventh layer, all kneeling at his feet.

Then he stepped onto the forty-eighth floor, and after fighting with a few ancient gods, he realized that even if he took all his men with him, he could not defeat any of them.

The gods are so strong that they are desperate.

In desperation, he turned his head and began to attack the universe, beating out the fame of the entire abyss, enslaving all races, so that no one in all races dared to say a word.

But he also found that the races in the universe are different from the abyss, and there is no contract left by those races in the Demon Seal, although he can be enslaved with his strength, he can't make everyone surrender and worship him from the bottom of their hearts like the abyss.

Over time, he became too bored, so he gave up the universe and returned to the abyss, where he retreated on the forty-eighth layer of the abyss for hundreds of thousands of years, until the end of that life.

And when the game is over, he is GG.

.........

Brush!

Chen Mo opened his eyes suddenly, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with some consternation.

I'll it, this dream, even GG is so real.

Well?

Wrong!

What is it?

Suddenly, Chen Mo was stunned for a moment, and then looked at his right hand, in his right hand, there was a beast skin book, he didn't need to look at it carefully, he recognized it at the first glance when he saw the beast skin book, this was the Demon Sealing Record!

it!

How did this stuff end up in my hands?

Also, what is this place?

Chen Mo was shocked in his heart and looked around.

Around, it was pitch black everywhere, only wisps of blood-colored light were floating, and the blood-colored light was filled with a trace of familiar aura, which was the breath of the demon lord.

In addition, what shocked Chen Mo the most was that he was familiar with this kind of energy.

Slaughter the Eight Desolations!

This kind of energy is exactly the same as the energy contained in the Eight Desolations of Slaughter, which can make him more than ten times or even dozens of times stronger with killing.

Hiss!

With a gasp, Chen Mo quickly got up, and then he found that he was actually in a sarcophagus.

The sarcophagus was empty, there was nothing but the beast skin book in his hand, but Chen Mo felt something in his heart, as if something had been ignored by himself.

That's right, dreams!

If you want to be a sarcophagus, there is only the sarcophagus of the demon lord, and that dream must be the memory of the demon lord before his death, that is, the memory of his fifth life.

In the dream, although the demon lord eventually died with the failure of the game, the corpse still exists, but now, what about the corpse?

Chen Mo looked left and right, but in the end he didn't find the slightest.

Well?

This force?

Chen Mo suddenly felt that the power of the Eight Desolations of Slaughter in his body was boiling, and even when he didn't know it, he had already completed several transformations.

Looking at himself, Chen Mo suddenly found something strange.

In his body, the qi and blood produced by the Shenyang Town Hell Diagram had changed, and its blood color had become even richer, as if the strange blood-colored energy of the Eight Desolations had been integrated into his own qi and blood.

Looking at his dantian inward, Chen Mo finally found a change.

Hiss!

Gasping again, Chen Mo froze in shock.

Because of the cultivation of the ultimate way, the dantian in the body has long been devoid of true qi, and all of them have turned into qi and blood, and even become a storage point for qi and blood.

But in that dantian, Chen Mo saw a figure, the Abyss Demon Lord.

The body of the Abyss Demon Lord was actually in his own dantian? And it's still exuding the weird energy of slaughtering the Eight Desolations?

Not good!

Suddenly, his whole body tightened, and Chen Mo hurriedly closed his eyes and concentrated.

He found that as that strange energy continued to integrate into himself, his body began to transform again.

Metamorphosis is evolution.

What every practitioner dreams of is evolution, because once evolution means that the origin of life is stronger and more powerful.

The so-called realm, in the final analysis, is a division of life levels.

Chen Mo didn't know what realm he belonged to, nor did he know what life level he belonged to, he only knew that as those blood-colored powers were integrated into his body, his strength was skyrocketing.

Spallation!

Metamorphosis again!

Keep the metamorphosis!

As if endlessly, Chen Mo's body was constantly transforming.

Because his body couldn't bear so much power, he had already fallen apart and turned into a coffin of particles, but that particle was still Chen Mo's body after all.

The blood-colored energy washed over Chen Mo's soul, blending into the billions of particles, and Chen Mo could feel that he was strong every minute and every second.

Airplanes!

In the dim sarcophagus, a blood light lit up, it was one of the particles filled with the strange power, it had completed its evolution and metamorphosis, as if it had life.

Airplanes!

Then came the second, the third, and the fourth.

Dense and countless.

Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it had been, the entire sarcophagus was already extremely dazzling, in Chen Mo's body, the body of the demon lord had long since disappeared, replaced by a whole coffin of blood-colored particles.

The particles bloomed with dazzling eyes, making it impossible to look at them directly, Chen Mo worked hard for a long time, and finally lifted the first particle with his own consciousness.

Subsequently, the second, the third, the fourth.

Until, the blood light slowly converged, Chen Mo's body was reorganized, and he returned again.

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