The holy light is like water, and the still pool has no waves.

Allegri had rarely seen the majestic Holy Power of Light appear in such a gentle manner. Quietly lurking at their feet, like a shy maiden.

"It's not that I'm scared, so I'm sorry. Barnalgomo next to him pursed his lips with a look of disdain.

"Do you know what I'm thinking?" Allegri asked, stunned. It was just the thought activity in his heart just now, and he didn't say it explicitly.

"This is the sea of your soul," the Fire Demon King was pacing around the pool of holy light with his hands in the air, and when he heard this, he glanced sideways at him and said indifferently, "What are you thinking, I don't know?"

"How did you ......, my lord," Allegri was stunned for a moment, and finally slowly came to his senses. But apart from the special case of soul binding, is there any other secret method that allows the Fire Demon King to enter his soul sea and wield his original power?

Barnalgomo smiled and didn't make any reply. He would never sue anyone about this kind of secrecy involving his own safety.

Allegri couldn't continue to ask, so he could only lower his head and take a closer look at the pale white water. Originally, when the holy light was surging, he really didn't appear, and there were countless invisible light tentacles around him, stretching in from the void, and the other end poked into the pool of water, like pipes that carried energy to him.

"This is what the Godhead of Light is?" Allegri pointed at the tentacles, which looked like a giant jellyfish lying limply on the ground.

"I'm not a god of light, how do I know?" Barnalgomo snorted casually. As he walked around, he gestured at the "jellyfish", as if trying to catch it.

Allegri was silent. Seeing the King of the Flame Demons, he gradually approached the Divine Head of Light. He wasn't interested in it, but if the other party wanted it, he could just take it.

Finally, Barnalgomo stopped a few feet from the pool, as if he had finally found the most appropriate spot. He gathered his strength for a moment. Slowly stretched out his hand, a hideous demon's claw suddenly appeared in mid-air, the joints were full of flames, and the tip of the claw dripped with black-red liquid, like a pool of dirty blood, and like semi-liquid magma.

"Let me rip off your clothes and take a good look at what it's like...... "A smug expression appeared on the Fire Demon King's face, and his palm pressed down, and the demon's claws shrouded it.

"Get out of the way!" it was Allegri who looked down. The following movement was the first to appear. At that moment, the water in the pool of holy light suddenly gushed like a boiled milk.

Instantly, the water in the pool cracked, and a fierce murderous aura rose into the sky, and a blazing white sword light shot straight out, aiming directly at the King of Flame Demons who was close at a distance.

Allegri's reminder didn't help in the slightest. Barnalgomo subconsciously turned sideways. But the sharp sword light made a slight adjustment when it was intolerable.

Clever adjustments. It is by no means comparable to the godhead of light who fights by instinct.

Laugh at!

Blood splattered everywhere, and he couldn't avoid it, and the King of Fire Demon screamed miserably, and the sword had already pierced through his chest.

Shocked and suspicious, Barnalgomo endured the pain and manipulated the demon's claw to protect him. Just as he glanced alertly left and right. Allegri reminded from afar, "Behind you!".

The sword roared.

The blazing white sword light turned around and pierced into his vest with precision, and walked back and forth through his body without hindrance.

The location of the wound. It is precisely the place where the King of the Flame Demon killed the white-clothed god with his backhand, and it is exactly the same.

It's really clear that the retribution is unpleasant.

Banargomo, who thought he was winning, snorted and knelt down on the edge of the pool of holy light.

At the same time, the sword light dissipated in front of him as if it had completed its mission.

However, before that, the monstrous demon's claws had also been completely shattered by the sword light, and the embers fell into the pool without leaving a trace.

Above the heavens, in the endless void.

In the light white eyes, there was a little tiredness. This awe-inspiring blow consumed all the strength he had accumulated over this time.

"Why bother?" there was a soft sigh next to him.

"I can't stand it, so I will punish him slightly. The Bright Spirit replied indifferently, this is his nature, no matter how difficult the situation is, he can't change it slightly.

"Don't mention that," another voice said, low and magnetic, and now the gods needed to work together, and not to point fingers at others, he paused for a moment before continuing,

"As we wake up, the aura of this world will gradually return to normal, I wonder if those demigods or ancient races can bring a little turnaround?"

"Hard, they're no match for the evil gods. The Bright Spirit thought for a moment and expressed his opinion.

"Rather than counting on any demigods," said another, somewhat shrill voice, "it is better to hope that the greedy dragons, these great reptiles, at least with their wings, might be able to fly to this hellish place." ”

The gods smiled bitterly, and the dark void fell silent again.

"The God of Light is really insidious and cunning. ”

Hearing that the Fire Demon King still had the strength to scold, Allegri couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Are you alright, my lord?" he asked cautiously as he leaned over cautiously.

"Why don't you try it?" Barnalgomo glanced at him, his face full of unhappiness.

Allegrino did not dare to speak. The appearance of the Fire Demon King at this time can be called extremely miserable. His face was as pale as paper, covered in blood, and there was a hole the size of a bowl in his chest. It's just that I don't know what secret method he used, and the blood has slowly stopped flowing.

"It's a bit of a problem now......" Barnalgomo grinded his teeth in hatred, his eyes twinkling, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's not going to fall short, is it?" Allegri startled.

"Not really," Barnalgomo struggled to sit up, casually explaining, "Actually, this godhead is weakened, and I just wanted to dissect it myself, but I didn't expect to be overshadowed by it." ”

"Do you mean that this godhead will remain in me?" Allegri said in surprise. At the thought of this possibility, he felt restless, and subconsciously circled around the Fire Demon King.

"Stop, stop," Banargomo frowned at him, "I have limited ability, this godhead can be transferred to other people's bodies, but it can't be stripped out alone......"

"Can you transfer?" Hearing this, Allegri hurriedly stopped and said generously, "Then you can take it, and you don't need to ask for my opinion." ”

"What the hell am I going to do here?" Barnalgomo seemed a little jealous, shook his head and refused, and then added,

"Of course, if you have a target to transfer, then I can do it for you. (To be continued......)

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