If this old man sacrificed all the sacrifices, I really don't know how far it will be, and more importantly, Herman can't be allowed to have an accident.

"Look at the punch!"

Li Zhen trembled and slammed directly at the opposite door, his left hand darkly Chen Cang, and locked his throat.

"It's too slow!", Lord Solomon laughed coldly, his body twisted in a strange posture, like a spirit monkey, it actually stuck to Li Zhenshu's side, and with a slight flick, a fireball and a top hat were directly taken away by him, but just as he was about to laugh, suddenly a cold force hit his back, and several origins that had just been incorporated into his body drilled into it as if he had found a breakthrough, and suddenly turned around, only to see a skeleton retreating rapidly.

"You!", cried the Lord of Solomon with indignation.

"I'm a mage. He casually took the skeleton into the palm of his hand, feeling the power of the origin gradually enriching in his body, and rejoiced in his heart, if he could absorb it all, the remains of the creator might be able to go further.

Being designed, the Lord of Solomon was more cautious, directly took out the book, and shouted, "Lord of the Dead, I am willing to do my best, I am willing to be your carrier, and I am willing to live with you." With the chanting, the Ark of the Covenant suddenly appeared overhead, and there were countless chains in the Ark of the Covenant, and at the end of the chains seemed to be a void creature.

Woohoo!

The creatures smashed into the books like points of light, and as the points of light were injected, the old man became younger and younger, and even entered the age of childhood.

"Li Zhenshu, save me!", Herman cried out loudly, the shackles on his body were repaired, and all the accumulation of knowledge seemed to have become the fertilizer of some existence, and the shadow of his own dissipated creation was about to grow from his body.

Li Zhenshu knew that something was wrong, so he hurriedly punched it, which could hit the void, "Skeleton Summoning", and a skeleton came out in response, but in any case, he couldn't trap the Lord of Solomon in it, and the other party didn't fight at all and just blindly sacrificed.

I was in a hurry, but there was no way, seeing that Herman was about to enter it, he suddenly removed his robe, and with his palms and thunderbolts, thunderbolts fell.

Airplanes!

There was a sudden shock in the air, and the Lord of Solomon, who should have been concentrating on the sacrifice, suddenly raised his head and stared at Li Zhenshu's body, "The body of the Lord of the Stubborn!", his eyes were full of joy, and his body rushed towards Li Zhenshu.

The Shell of the Recalcitrant Lord?

My heart was shocked, but now was not the time to explore this at all, and I looked at the figure that was getting closer and closer, and rushed forward fiercely.

Bang!

Layers of whirlpools were shocked, and Li Zhenshu only felt that countless turbulent currents penetrated into the pores and bones, and the body of the creator was about to fall apart, and he looked at Herman on the side through a short gap, and the situation that the other party was about to rush into the book of sacrifice seemed to be stopped.

Before Lao Li could rejoice, a strange sting pain hit his head, and an even more crazy voice shouted in his head, "It's really the shell of the Lord of the Stubborn, oh my God, I found it, I really found it." Like a child who found his favorite toy, he screamed more and more, but suddenly cried bitterly, "Damn, why did you let me find it now, I wasted 10,000 years of Lao Tzu's time." ”

Every time he screamed, Li Zhen's head hurt a little, and he subconsciously felt that this crazy man was going to take away, but he found that the other party had nothing to do with him, like a transparent glass film, completely isolating the other party from this body.

There was even an emerald-colored power that was slowly assimilating the soul of the other party, and a trace of origin came out of the original old man's body, and with a slight shock, it turned into a trace of air and disappeared into the corpse of the creator.

Li Zhenshu only felt that he was full of vitality and unlimited strength, and he seemed to be able to open up a world with a finger of his hand.

"Haha, haha!" The Lord of Solomon did not feel his origin history at all, on the contrary, the laughter became more and more terrifying, and gradually a completely transparent body slowly grew.

Lao Li was stunned, his soul turned out to be himself.

Wrong!

It's not me, it's just that it looks too similar to myself, it's just carved out of a mold, but I don't feel the slightest connection.

"I found it, I really found it. From time to time, the Lord of Solomon looked down at his hands and feet, touched his chest, and looked at his reflection in the void, as if everything had become perfect.

Lao Li was wondering, when suddenly a spear shattered the void and bombarded, "The soul of the creator, the body of the creator, good things." As soon as the shadow of the gun passed, the void shattered, "Mo Tu, you really still left a hand." ”

"Hmph, Dallas, you still want to get involved with the Creator, foolish dreams. Motu suddenly unleashed, and countless void powers all drilled into his soul, expanding rapidly, and in the blink of an eye, he was already like a giant, but he was still expanding wildly, and in a few seconds, it was comparable to a mountain, and it suddenly fell and directly pressed Dallas under it.

This was the first time Li Zhenshu heard the true name of the Lord of Solomon, and at the moment when the other party's soul immersed in his body, he seemed to have taken something away.

At this moment, Li Zhenshu not only did not feel uncomfortable, but on the contrary, he became more and more proud of the control of the creator's body, absorbing all kinds of origins in Mo Tu's body, and the entire wreckage was at least half recovered.

He can even keenly feel that his soul is merging with this body, as if he really wants to completely turn himself into a part of the corpse.

Quietly staring at the giant shadow in the void, the speed of frantically devouring the energy of the void surprised Lao Li, and he seemed to feel that he could absorb it, but he was just one step away.

Looking at Dallas, who was suppressed under the giant fingers, for the first time, I had a new understanding of the Creator.

"Motu, you're a clown. Dallas barely stood up, and as soon as the spear came out, it seemed to fight back.

"Joker, I have cultivated for tens of thousands of years, but you bandits want to come and steal my fruit, no way, from now on I am also a creature existence. Mo Tu sneered, and his other free palm was suddenly pressed down, and Dallas, who had barely struggled out, was pressed down alive, and a trace of violent battle rules squeezed out, as if he was about to fall.

It's horrible.

Li Zhenshu had experienced the arrogance of Dallas, but there was no room for resistance in front of the Creator's soul.

Bang!

At this moment, a thumb came across the void and pierced through Mo Tu's body, and the entire soul smashed into the void like a dead branch, never moving again.

It's fallen!

Li Zhen couldn't believe that the soul of the creator had fallen so quickly, who could actually plot the soul of a creator.

Dallas barely broke free from under his palm, and said with a smile, "It took us 10,000 years to wait for you to summon the soul of the Creator, and you old thing is too inefficient." ”

Hearing this, Li Zhen was secretly frightened, could it be that Mo Tu cultivated the shadow of the legend, and the matter of luring the stubborn lord was already in the calculations of these creation gods and demons.

10,000 years.

Li Zhenshu didn't dare to imagine how many days it was, looking at the indifferent Dallas, for the first time, he felt that the layout of these powerful existences was so terrifying, and it seemed that he was just a calculated pawn in the eyes of these people.

This is not speculation at all.

It is very likely that this is the truth, and the continuous development of Emerald Ridge may be in vain to make wedding dresses for others in the end.

Lamentable!

Looking at Mo Tu who fell in the void, thinking that tens of thousands of years of unyielding efforts had brought about today's results, he was suddenly plotted when he was picking the fruits of victory.

Dallas sat in the void, let out a long breath, and went straight to Li Zhenshu's face, "Is there a cigarette?", it seems to be just the most ordinary thing, or he is not worried about Li Zhenshu's resistance at all, "Don't tell me no, don't you have that cigar on hand?"

Staring at this ordinary figure, Lao Li actually felt so powerless, as if he was already fat in the other party's mouth.

He thought of Roland and Dallas, and he couldn't believe it, but he couldn't help but think about it, after all, everyone was secret to survive on the World Tree, and his cigar was only shared with two people, which was a secret that no one knew.

Could it be that Roland betrayed himself.

Pointing casually at the white bone giant, a box of dark green cigars floated out and handed one to Dallas, this was their first official contact, but it was not the first time that Li Zhenshu really faced this powerful creation god and demon.

In the space of the former whale tavern, I saw a fake Dallas, but now I look at it and find the horror of the god of war, even if he sits calmly like this, there seem to be countless creatures fighting in his body, and from time to time he can hear a series of screams, when Li Zhenshuo focuses his attention on his eyes, he can clearly capture the other party's cells in a frenzied annexation.

A replacement was completed in a matter of seconds.

This is practicing, and I can't help but think of myself, I thought I had worked hard enough, but compared to Dallas, it was almost comfortable.