As far as the eye can see, there are sparkling waves in all directions.

In addition, the faint black flame burned quietly, the mist of blood gradually rose, and the familiar blue light occupied almost all the sight from nothing.

The Garan God Lord incarnated as Changhong, and he had just escaped a step, and the surrounding environment changed suddenly, as if he had come to the battlefield of despair in an instant.

"This is his last shackle, not mine, and it can still have such a direct impact on me?"

"It came with the fist cover, and even disturbed my perception, trying to achieve the purpose of imprisoning and restraining me from retreating."

The thought flashed in the heart of the Garan Divine Lord, and the first thing he thought about was not how to get out of the predicament, but inexplicably fell into a long time ago, thinking of the path that the Abyss Teacher had taken.

That is to merge the power of all kinds of origins, and then incorporate them into one's own body.

Then, on this basis, try to break through the barriers, break through the existing realm level, and reach the apex of the Supreme Divine Lord, that is, the height of dominating the source of the long river of time and space.

In order to achieve the plan, the Abyss Divine Lord even did not hesitate to make enemies with several Divine Lords at the same time at the beginning of the chaos, and finally killed them all after paying a great price, and then extracted and devoured the power of various origins.

But the end result ended in failure.

Even the accumulation and strength of the Abyss God Lord could not deal with the collision and backlash of the power of different origins.

Until the tragic end of a true spirit and soul is destroyed, and the body of the god is torn apart.

When the god Garan thought about this, a thought suddenly appeared in his heart that he had never had before.

If the Abyss Teacher was able to integrate the power of different origins into his body before he pushed open the Divine Gate, instead of making a move after becoming the Supreme Divine Master, would he be able to truly follow the path he envisioned?

Or is this guy behind him too talented and only he can bring this path to the end?

If it really can, wouldn't it be that once he breaks the twelve shackles, and then pushes the door of the gods to go inward, what he will finally achieve is the apex of the Supreme God Lord, the master of time and space at the source of the long river?

Thinking about it further, if you can occupy the magpie's nest one step ahead, it is definitely worth sacrificing all your lives.

Rumble!!!

The golden waves are rippling, and the dark flames are surging.

And in the depths of the black flame waves, the fist was overwhelmingly pressing.

The last moment seemed to be far away.

The next moment it was already in front of you.

It's just one line away from being imprinted on the Garan Divine Lord.

But at the last moment, the Garan Divine Lord did not have any surprised and panicked expression, nor did he show the stunned distraction just now, but his eyes showed a trace of cold determination.

He froze violently.

His hands, which were so pale that they were almost transparent, suddenly lifted.

The palms are facing each other, and the ten fingers are intertwined.

A bright light bloomed inside.

In an instant, all the fog was dispelled, and the figure wearing a hat and a cloak was reflected, like a demon god descending.

He was clenching his fist and slamming it down from top to bottom.

Rumble!!!

Wei Tao's punch fell, hitting the center of the Jialan God Lord's palm.

The fist slammed into the blue light.

It was as if time had stood still in this moment.

The two figures stood opposite each other.

One progresses to the ground and smashes out with a fist.

One stood in silence, his hands raised.

Solidify into a dark picture of absolute stillness.

It is like two vivid statues, standing in the middle of the endless blood-colored plain.

But in the next moment, the still image suddenly changed.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands splashed ink, wiping away all the blood without a sound.

Gone are the battlefields of despair, replaced by a thick mountain and a turbulent blue ocean.

As soon as the two go up and down, they slowly approach, and they are about to collide head-on in the middle of the scroll.

I don't know how long later.

Maybe it's just a very brief moment.

The mountains and the sea have finally become one.

Correspondingly, it was Wei Tao's punch that finally stuck to Jialan's raised palm.

In an instant, the picture became still again.

It wasn't until a soft snap quietly opened that everything suddenly returned to its original appearance.

Wei Tao's punch fell, and the Garan Divine Lord raised his hand to block it.

The palms of the fists intersected, and there was a soft snapping sound.

It looks like two ordinary people are joking.

One person hit the head, and the other raised his hand to catch it.

The movements are gentle and slow, without any force.

There was not the slightest manifestation of the extraordinary vision.

But in the next moment, two clouds of blood mist exploded together.

Scarlet on one side, blue on the other.

The two sides are one and the same, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.

The blue blood in the Seven Apertures of the Garan Divine Lord surged, and the palms of both hands exploded with deep wounds that could be seen in the bones, and the surface of the already scarred arm instantly appeared countless finer cracks.

In this case, he did not back down, but took a sharp step and slammed forward with a fit.

With both palms on the left and on the right, the two ice lotuses suddenly bloomed, drawing two arcs, and silently falling towards the temples on both sides of Wei Tao.

Wei Tao's face was expressionless, and he also did not dodge or dodge.

Lightning-fast fists came out in unison, meeting them head-on the moment before the two lotuses closed.

The moment the fists and palms exchanged again, it caused an unprecedented explosion.

In stark contrast to the silence just now, even the battlefield of despair trembled and turmoil.

Boom Boom Boom!

In the center of the mad violence raging, even though the Garan Divine Lord was covered in blood and his body was covered with dense cracks, he could even burst out the power of the origin again and again, not only resisting the power of Wei Tao's one punch beating one punch, but even forcing him to keep retreating, and even the towering mountain that appeared from time to time was smashed out of more pitch-black cracks.

Countless black-scaled tentacles swarmed upward, trying to burrow into the rift and slicing and devouring.

But they are often sealed and frozen, and then shattered and fell to the ground, and no trace of the breath of life can be found.

Bang!!!

Another earth-shattering collision.

A large area of blood-colored plains was frozen in an instant, and then exploded violently under the terrifying impact.

A bottomless ravine is formed, and the inside seems to be surging with flesh and blood, exuding a rich fishy sweet taste.

The two figures each stepped back, and at the same time fell into the dark red abyss, like two mosquitoes disappearing in an instant.

"Sure enough, I am worthy of the Supreme Divine Lord, even if I am seriously injured, I can be suppressed by force."

Wei Tao stood up straight, exhaled a mouthful of turbid qi full of bloody taste, and as soon as he jumped out of the blood-colored abyss, he was oppressed by the oncoming cold aura and involuntarily narrowed his eyes.

Buzz Buzz......

More than a dozen ice lotuses the size of a palace whirled and swirled, heading straight for his body.

And behind the ice lotus, there was a blue light that shot out, and in an instant, it was already close at hand.

Wei Tao's body burst out with blood mist, and he smashed the ice lotus with punches one after another.

Then he folded his arms in front of him, lunged forward without hesitation, and with a more wild and violent attitude, he rushed towards the hard top of the blue light that shot from the lightning.

The two sides collided again.

Explode with an impact that is even more violent than before.

A long figure followed the original path, rewinding and flying back at a speed several times faster than just now, and the afterimage pulled out was almost pulled into a straight line.

Wei Tao's legs sank into the ice that had just formed, and he slammed down like a burrowing bomb.

Falling into the bottomless bloody abyss again, it even makes people wonder if they want to smash through the battlefield of despair.

"To be able to force me into such an embarrassing situation, it's hard to imagine that he hasn't broken the last shackle yet, and is still just an ordinary cultivator who hasn't stood in front of the Tongshen Gate."

"Extremely strong defense, extremely violent strength, and the fusion of the spirit and flesh that surprised me, it seems that if you want to take this person's body, you must first open a gap in his defenses and destroy the foundation of the soul and flesh Rong, so that you can successfully occupy his body.

Fortunately, I have the determination to sacrifice the body of the gods, and I will fight with him at any cost regardless of consumption, otherwise I am afraid that I may really be worn to death by him a little bit and become the first Origin God Lord to die in the hands of ordinary monks. ”

The Garan God Lord was expressionless, slowly straightened up his scarred body, and looked down at the deep canyon that had been broken by himself.

Little by little, time passed.

Although he didn't find Wei Tao's figure, he was not in a hurry, but hurried to adjust and recover his body, and suppressed the increasingly out of control light and dark marks in the center of his eyebrows.

After all, the previous successive confrontations, especially the almost all-out effort to compete with the barrier that looked like a mountain, even at the height of the Supreme Divine Lord's realm, he was already a little weak and tired after being severely injured, and he needed to leave himself enough time to recover.

Otherwise, if the dark wounds left by the master of light and darkness are allowed to explode, perhaps before trying to occupy the magpie's nest, it will fall into a real life-and-death crisis first, and if one is not careful, it will be destroyed, no different from other gods who die in chaos.

The Garan Divine Lord closed his eyes and recuperated, while secretly exploring his senses, little by little to drive away the influence of the desperate battlefield, and looking for the figure of the hat and robe.

But contrary to his expectations, the other party seemed to have melted into the battlefield of despair and disappeared completely, and even it was difficult for him to capture a trace of life.

Before you know it, another period of time has passed.

The Garan Divine Lord barely suppressed the backlash of the light and dark marks, and at this moment, he stepped out lightly and fell straight towards the blood-colored abyss in front of him.

He also had no other choice, and after making up his mind to replace the other party and re-take the path of becoming a god, there was no way back.

It is necessary to complete the seizure before the light and dark mark erupts and the divine body is facing collapse, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable, and the best outcome will become the same as that of the Blood Hell Divine Lord, leaving only a few remnants of the true spirit to linger and hide in the dark corners of the desperate battlefield.

After a while, the Garan Divine Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, and a slight expression of surprise appeared on his face, watching as the large area of scarlet below had turned dry and ash, as if all the nutrients had been drained.

What's more, the ash and dry area is still spreading rapidly, and it is visible to the naked eye that it is spreading in all directions.

In just the short time that it stayed on it to suppress its injuries, it had already occupied an unknown amount of space in the bloody abyss.

Boom!

Knock knock!

A dull and vast voice sounded.

It was like a drum hammer, striking down on the heart of the god Garan.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and at this moment he sensed the sudden surge of life breath that appeared without warning, coming from the bottom of a dry and gray abyss.

"It's the sound of a heartbeat."

A thought flashed through the heart of the Garan Divine Lord.

Before he could react, he heard a soft click.

It was as if the glass fell to the ground and was thrown out of a transparent crack.

Immediately after that, there was a crunch click.

It's like cracks spreading in all directions, forming a criss-crossing cobweb.

And in the process, there is also a sharp friction that makes the scalp tingle, and the sound of crunching cutting and crushing, and the soft sound of breaking in a continuous piece is heard at the same time.

"I'm suppressing the light and dark imprints, adjusting and recovering his body, but he is not idle, not only devouring and absorbing a large amount of flesh and blood essence of the blood prison body, but even taking this opportunity to go one step further and open the last shackle even more.

If it weren't for the Origin Power I sent at the beginning, coupled with the subsequent life-and-death confrontation with him at any cost, I am afraid he would not have been able to get to this point so quickly.

It is really unpredictable, fate is difficult to follow, but it is interlocking, step by step, even if I have the power of the god, I can't see the clouds and fog to see the true face. ”

"Well, the more this happens, the more certain I am that I have to say that this choice, which is almost all bet, did not really disappoint me after all."

The Garan Divine Lord inhaled deeply, and then exhaled slowly, and his eyes were gloomy and gray.

Then a little bit of gold lit up in the depths of the blood, silently turning into sparkling waves, like pieces of golden fish scales coming into view.

Immediately after, the faint black flame ignited, the mist of blood rose, and the cold aura that belonged to it also appeared one by one in the golden waves.

Boom!!

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the sparkling black flame, blood mist and ice mist.

Along the way, smash the blooming ice lotus.

and pierced through the surging blue waves.

Wrapped in a furious momentum that seemed to smash and crush everything, he punched the Garan God Lord who was standing in the air.

The two figures met again, colliding head-on in the void.

The rumbling and loud noises were continuous, like continuous thunder, which instantly shattered and collapsed the blood-colored abyss.

The destruction quickly spread outward, and large swaths of the Scarlet Plains fell downward and collapsed.

First it was instantly frozen by the ice blue light, and then it turned into a big wave under the violent impact, blocking all vision.

I don't know how long later, the two figures suddenly merged into one, and then slowly retreated backwards, and disappeared into the completely changed Scarlet Plains.

After a few breaths.

A bloodied, bone-wounded arm broke through the ice and struggled to steaten itself on the messy ground.

Wei Tao's whole body was trembling slightly, and his whole body was extremely weak and exhausted.

In the battle just now, he caused the twelfth shackle to explode with all his might, and he held on for such a long time that he almost exhausted all his physical strength.

But even so, he didn't kill the seriously injured Garan God Lord on the spot.

But it's finally coming to an end.

Wei Tao could feel that compared to his own weakness, the other party had really reached the point where the lamp was exhausted and completely exhausted.

Now all he had to do was walk over and eat the crumbling body.

Perhaps, after devouring and absorbing all the Divine Lord's Origin, not only can the injured body be restored, but it can even go further, breaking more gaps in the last sturdy and heavy shackles beyond imagination, and laying a more and more solid foundation for himself to push open the door of the Divine Channel.

"Do you think I'm a joke in your eyes?"

The Garan Divine Lord leaned his back against the ice cube and raised his head with difficulty, and his blood-covered face pulled to reveal a complicated smile.

Wei Tao stopped, and black-scaled tentacles poked out from under his robe, stabbing deep into the cracked body.

He exhaled a long breath of turbidity, "The word Jialan's predecessor also makes the junior have to think a little more, could it be that in the high circle of gods, you are often the one who is looked down upon and ridiculed?" ”

"No one dared to laugh at me when Mr. Abyss was still there, but when Mr. Abyss died, ......"

The Garan Divine Lord didn't continue, but slowly shook his head, "After all, my position as the Divine Lord is based on a deep fate, and I was entered by the power of the origin without knowing it, which laid the foundation for being able to become a god.

The second is to rely on the discovery and guidance of the teacher of the abyss, if it were not for his old man's earnest teachings, only with my own efforts, I am afraid that I will not be able to come to the six realms until my life is exhausted, let alone go through the three levels of the gods, and then push open the mysterious door.

So even though I knew that the teacher had his own purpose in supporting me, and even used me as his ration and container, I didn't complain about it, just waiting for when that day would come. ”

Speaking of this, the Garan God Lord sighed, "But the teacher said that death is death, and such an amazing and brilliant character is unable to contain the power of different origins, and he has not completed the path of domination in his opinion, which is really suffocating and full of emotion." ”

He sensed the passage of power, but he didn't react to it, and just continued in fits and starts, "So after seeing you, I suddenly had hope again, wanting to try the path of the Abyss Sensei, if I can really get through."

It's a pity that I was seriously injured by the master, and I also left a mark of light and darkness, which eventually led to the end of losing the bet, and even a true spirit remnant soul could not escape. ”

"Senior Garan told me this, did he want to say that his bad luck was not a crime of war?"

"No, a win is a win, a loss is a loss, there is no reason to talk about it."

"I'm just a little curious, I want to know if the path chosen by the teacher can go all the way."

"So in addition to the power of the source, I am going to pass on to you all the teachings of the teacher, as well as some of my own insignificant insights, and then I will also tell you how to find the traces of the remnants of the blood prison more quickly, and do my best to help you, I only hope that whether you succeed or fail in the future, you can burn a sacrifice talisman to tell me and the abyss teacher." ”

Under Wei Tao's unfettering gaze, the Garan Divine Lord spread his palms with difficulty, and slowly condensed a unique ice lotus.

It rotated slowly, and there was no aura of power in it, only countless intricate runes, which came into his eyes.

Wei Tao held his breath and contemplated, perceiving deeply and carefully.

For a while, I couldn't help but be attracted to all my mind.

But at this moment, the Garan Divine Lord exhaled the last two words of breath with all his might.

"Be careful!"

Kindness!?

Be careful of what?

Wei Tao suddenly came back to his senses, and he saw a mark of light and darkness, which suddenly erupted from the center of the center of the eyebrows of the Garan God Lord, and instantly dispersed the illusory ice lotus, and occupied all the sight in front of him.

He looked at it again, and his face couldn't help but change suddenly.