Chapter 1607: Despair

"Bastard, there are even ants secretly calculating this demon venerable, you ant should be damned!" The demon who was suppressed in the depths of the earth understood the reason for the matter in an instant, knowing that someone was secretly calculating himself, and he paid such a big price to destroy the Necromantic King, but he didn't expect that he would be plotted by someone, and the other party used the power of the law of death, when did there be a strong man who was proficient in death in this world, which made him feel the threat of death again when he was puzzled!

What kind of virtue is the Necronomicon King, this demon has seen it, a strong man who has mastered the law of death, the ferocity of his state of mind is conceivable, and he is calculated by such a shameless ant, which makes the demon's heart rise with endless anger, but now he is powerless to prevent this from happening, because he has consumed too much strength in the battle with the Necromantic King, and can only watch the other party frantically absorb the benefits left after the war.

The appearance of the Death Canopy sheltered them from the purification of the Flame of Light, allowing them to revive their original source that had been wiped out, allowing them to see life again, and giving them a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"Ha, ha, ha, ham, ant, you also deserve to say that Lao Tzu is an ant, it is really ridiculous, how can you, a suppressed prisoner, accuse Lao Tzu, and still want to kill Lao Tzu, and today you will not be punished by me, but by you, an ignorant and arrogant demon!" Facing the roar of the demon, Xingtian finally came out of the shadows. He sneered disdainfully and looked at the illusory body in front of him.

"Okay, good junior. Unexpectedly, with the realm of the God Emperor, you can hide from the deity and the Necromantic King, your concealment technique is indeed good. But you think that if you want to take advantage of the defeat of this demon and the necromantic king, you are daydreaming and bear the wrath of this king!" Speaking of this, the demon and the soul divided in the sea of his own consciousness shouted: "At this time, what else do you have to take care of, if you can't destroy this shameless junior, we will die and die, with the insidious cunning of this junior, we will never let us go, cut the grass and eradicate the roots." He won't leave any hidden dangers for himself!"

The evil demon is right, Xingtian will indeed not leave the slightest hidden danger for himself, especially in this mysterious and unpredictable world of death, Xingtian must be even more cautious, not the slightest carelessness, otherwise Xingtian will pay a heavy price, and even his own life will be cut off here, for Xingtian, all enemies will be completely destroyed!

"You're right. Maybe I really shouldn't stay in this world, you have to be more suitable for this world than me, or I will solve this trouble, the Necromantic King can burn his soul. I can do the same, and I hope that my sacrifice will give you life and keep the legacy from being severed!" The divided soul has finally made the final decision to sacrifice his own life to save the demon from this fate. After all, the demon is more suitable to survive in this world than him, and he has to sacrifice himself for the sake of inheritance!

As the words fell. The split soul began to burn, and a powerful light power poured out from the ground frantically, and this power was directly transmitted to the body of this illusory, in order to be able to block the calamity, the split soul has given up its own life, and all its origins have been ignited, and transferred to this illusory body, in order not to leave any hidden dangers for its suppressed body, and to give the demon more life, so that it can survive in this terrible catastrophe.

Sacrificing himself for others, I have to say that this Buddha is powerful, but it's a pity that he still underestimates Xingtian too much, maybe in his eyes, Xingtian is also just a small god emperor ant, even if his vitality is greatly damaged, as long as he is willing to work hard, then he can kill Xingtian here, and fight for a glimmer of life for the half of his soul that was suppressed.

"What a powerful power of light, such a terrifying Buddha's will, it seems that the other party is going to fight hard, it's a pity that you overestimate your own ability, underestimate the strength of my Xingtian, what is the power of light, if you want to kill my Xingtian, it's still far away, the supreme avenue moves, three thousand avenues, swallow it for me!" Supreme Great Dao Diagram', and the powerful power of the three thousand avenues in the treasure to devour the light power of the other party, and break the ridiculous behavior of the other party who wants to die with himself.

Xingtian has seen too much of this method in his many years, and has too much experience in dealing with it, if he wants to use such a method to die with Xingtian, he can only say that it is a joke, there is nothing to burn the soul, as long as it is still within the range of the Three Thousand Great Dao, Xingtian can use the power of his Dao Treasure to forcibly devour its origin.

Of course, if there was nothing wrong with Xingtian's inner world, Xingtian could also directly use his body to devour the opponent's origin power, but now Xingtian's inner world was in a critical period, and he couldn't make the slightest mistake, so Xingtian used his own Dao Supreme Treasure 'Supreme Dao Diagram' to devour this powerful power of light.

In an instant, an supreme treasure appeared in this death canopy, it was the supreme treasure of the Heavenly Punishment Heaven's Dao Dao 'Supreme Dao Diagram', emitting endless light, absorbing the power of endless light that was surging madly from the depths of the earth.

"No, how is this possible, how can you have such a powerful treasure in your hands as a junior, able to devour my origin power!" When he felt the rapid dissipation of his origin, the soul that was sacrificing himself couldn't help but be horrified, although he wanted to recover his origin, but it was a pity that no matter what means he used, his own origin power was still endlessly devoured by the other party's treasure, unable to break free, which made him feel desperate, unprecedented despair.

"With mental calculations and unintentional means, is it really possible for him to keep that inheritance?" At this moment, the soul who was about to be sacrificed lost confidence in whether he could achieve his wish, the enemy was more powerful than he imagined, he really couldn't see a trace of life by such a powerful enemy, everything was in the hands of the enemy, he was like a caged bird, powerless to break free from the shackles that the enemy had imposed on him! )