"Holy light, it's a pity it's too simple!" The Lord of Hell, who has the identity of a fallen angel, felt the power system contained in the runes sketched by Li Haocheng, raised his eyebrows, and sneered: "It's just right, I can give it a try, new power." ”

When the words fell, the nebula above the Lord of Hell was surrounded, and the dim morning star suddenly bloomed with rich brilliance, not the fall of hell, not the holiness of the holy light, but the fallen holy light that he had just obtained from Li Haocheng's hands.

The outer yang and the inner yin, the depraved holy light staggered in the glass light mask, constantly reflected back, and illuminated out, but in a moment, the glass light mask turned into a sea of holy light.

The Holy Light itself has no substance, but Xuan Lingjun now has a feeling that the glazed light shield he controls is getting heavier and heavier, and those rays full of depraved aura are ignoring the reflective properties of the glaze and constantly blending into it.

Although the raw material for the formation of the glass mask is the Styx condensed by the Xuanling Monarch in the Netherworld, this kind of thing can theoretically dissolve all the energy in the world and transform it into a power that can be accepted by the heavens and the earth itself.

However, just as those demigod monsters could hardly carry a large amount of hellish power, the high concentration of Fallen Holy Light also diluted the power of Styx, and began to replace the power of Styx, becoming the main body of the light mask.

It's like a built house, which is constantly changing building materials, although the structure and function of the house have not changed, but the essence of it has been changed, and the owner is no longer Xuan Lingjun.

"Fallen Holy Light?" Faced with the Lord's cooperative actions, Li Haocheng sneered, and the power of the Void operated, merging into the void.

Suddenly, the Lord of Hell felt that the Fallen Light that had been controlled by him had changed.

At the same time, in the void, in a mysterious realm that was difficult for the Heavenly Immortal Realm cultivators to reach, the Fallen Holy Light and the power of the Styx, which were originally entangled with each other, were suddenly wrapped in an invisible vitality, and the process of killing, devouring, and replacing each other was inexplicably interrupted, and even the Fallen Holy Light that had been replaced was also wrapped in this invisible vitality, fusing the power of the Styx and turning into a new power.

devouring, merging, rebirth, splitting, re-devouring, re-fusion, re-rebirth, re-splitting......

The fallen light that had surrounded the Lord of Hell and guarded him instantly turned into something as thick and heavy as mercury, enveloping him and oppressing him, and wisps of depraved aura flowed into his body along his eyes, nose, mouth, and even the pores that had long since disappeared.

The abrupt change made the Lord of Hell lose his mind for a moment, and Li Haocheng and Xuan Lingjun seized this moment opportunity to send him into the River Styx, and the infinite waves of water washed him, wanting to take him to the depths of the underworld to suppress and refine.

But the chains suddenly stretched out from the hell of the glorious heaven and earth, piercing the fallen holy light, piercing the back of the lord of hell one by one, and the star robe flew, revealing the skin inside, that is, to see a blurred scene of flesh and blood, the chains went deep into it along the roots of the light wings, and the condensed holy light stimulated the body of the lord of hell, wisps of white smoke came out, and the charred flesh and blood continued to wriggle, ruining a life, endlessly, holding each other, and opposing each other.

Li Haocheng looked at the chains on the back of the Lord of Hell, frowned slightly, and said softly: "Is this the punishment that the Lord of Radiance has given you?" As far as I know, your Lord seems to refer to the advancement of angels as wings, so for you angels, wings are related to the essence of power, or glory, or the core of life, and the integration of chains into light wings should be an unbearable torture for you. Moreover, this thing is a proof of your status as a prisoner, and I really thought that you would choose to use this thing to save yourself. ”

"Pain and shame are better than death, I have been gathering strength, and I do not want to die until I am sure that I will fight the crystal heaven and defeat my 'Father'. The Lord of Hell's face remained unchanged, as if the torture on his back did not exist, and looked at Li Haocheng and said coldly: "Compared to my question, I am more curious, how did you manage to control the Fallen Holy Light?

"Is this ......" Li Haocheng muttered for a moment, and suddenly said: "Guess!"

The extreme expression and emotional changes were obviously beyond the guess of the Lord of Hell, but he reacted very quickly, the light wings on his back trembled slightly, and chains flew out one by one, forcing Li Haocheng who suddenly appeared behind him to retreat.

"Do you think that I will be deceived by you twice on the same issue?" The morning star above the Lord of Hell bloomed with a faint light, and all the information around him flowed into it, breaking Li Haocheng's void crossing and stealth method.

"Let me guess! Why are you doing this!" The Lord of Hell looked at Li Haocheng and chuckled: "You have always shown that this is the case, it seems that you want to involve me here, plus your familiarity with the fallen holy light just now, you have planted a nail in the hell! Unfortunately, what you have done is probably just useless, after all, in addition to me, there are several powerful beings in the hell, and they will not let your nails do whatever they want." ”

"Really?" Li Haocheng turned a blind eye to the Lord's heart-attacking method, laughed back, and then escaped into the void again, beside Xuan Lingjun.

The second round of battles begins.

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Glorious world, on the earth, a small town.

The overwhelming hazy fog shrouded the town, and the essence of the rich fog was composed of broken thoughts, painful struggles, and remorse after fraud, and these forces eroded and fused with each other, and finally formed an existence similar to a formation or spiritual realm, separating the town from the outside world, and the originally colorful town turned into a cold world with only pale, gray, and scarlet remaining.

At the heart of this world is a church made of skeletons tied to a cross, reclining on a tombstone, or just crawling out of a grave.

At the same time, most of the objects around the bones are abnormal, all of them are constructed with distorted human faces, showing strange expressions of arrogance, jealousy, greed, tyranny, or enjoyment.

Standing in the center of the church, under a cross made of white bones, the incarnation of the demon king who had lost Li Hao's will was nailed here, looking at the man kneeling under the church, he let out a sneer, in his eyes, at this time, the town outside the church has been repeated and superimposed four hundred and forty-one towns.

One out of every twenty-one small towns is the core, and in the square with it as the center, a terrible ritual has been completed.

Twenty-one Sacraments.

A fictitious ritual originating from the memory of the deity, which originally did not exist, but the Demon King incarnate relied on his own wisdom and research on Hell and the Holy Light to turn it into a feasible thing, and gave it to a mortal who had lost his beloved, and with the help of his hand, he used himself as a sacrifice to repay the torture of living beings and the curse of the Radiant World.

The whole ritual is divided into four parts according to the pattern in memory, also known as the Four Revelations.

The first revelation: white oil, black cups, and the blood of ten sinners, the "Ascension Rite".

That is, the outermost two hundred and ten small towns, with which the incarnation of the Demon King has built an illusory world foundation, this world exists outside the world of my "Lord", or in other words, exists in the heaven and earth controlled by the Radiant Lord, but is not subject to the jurisdiction of the Radiant Lord, different from the Heaven and Earth controlled by the Radiant Lord, its core essence is higher than the spiritual realm, similar to the cave sky, it is an extremely unpredictable and distorted world, and it is also the basis of the subsequent ritual.

The second revelation: liberation from the bondage of the flesh, access to the "power of heaven", from "darkness" and "nothingness", give birth to "melancholy", and prepare "despair" for "wisdom giver".

This ritual requires a double liberation, one liberates the body from the restrictions of the soul, and the other liberates the power of heaven from the restriction of the soul, representing the two ceremonies, in the center of the town stands the human body of the man below, whose body is bound by countless iron chains, iron shackles, shackles and other steel torture instruments, and these torture instruments penetrate deep into his flesh and blood, and hang him alive, and the other is a pair of innocent twins, their bodies are covered with countless cross lines, and there are countless sharp needles and blades............

Twenty-one rituals are completed, and four hundred and forty-one towns form a human hell as one, with the dark blood sacrifice as the foundation, the depraved desire as the guide, the deceitful demon king as the sacrifice, and the mad human being as the ripe fruit.

The gates of hell were opened, and the dark, filthy twisted soul flew out of it and merged into the body of the man below, struggling, wailing, laughing, and going crazy in his soul, merging the catharsis of immense power into the church, turning him into the "Virgin" and raising the mad man.

"Oh yes, see what I see?" Just as everything was on track, streams of black mist suddenly appeared outside the church, and countless illusory monsters appeared and disappeared in the black fog, making sizzling noises......

It was a painful noise attack, but it was also a mental attack that stimulated the mind.

And in the midst of these attacks, there is a strong sense of oppression, like a tsunami, and then a thin man in a priest's robe walked out of the black fog, after he appeared, the wisps of black fog converged, turning into an illusory figure, the figure has a huge shape like a mountain, the lower body is like a python and segmented, it looks a little similar to a centipede, but it is more thick and strong, and the upper body is covered with countless hideous sharp spikes, and a bloody and cold breath flows out。

"The Lord of Frost, Blood, and Torture?" The Demon King incarnation had not yet spoken, and the man who had obtained his small half of the memory, and the man who was proficient in all kinds of hell science just opened his eyes, spoke coldly, and in the next moment, the image of the woman in front of him disappeared, but turned into a dark angel with a slender body, blurred facial features, difficult to distinguish gender, and waving six pairs of bright wings.

This angel is different from the Lord of Hell, the glory of his body is more dazzling, and there is no evil, cruelty, distortion, chaos, tyranny and other negative temperaments, although the breath of endless darkness is far-reaching, but at the moment of appearance, it is to evolve a sense of inhumanity in the transcendent world, as if the natural years pass between heaven and earth, and that transcendence is from the tranquility and mystery of the original creation.

"This ......" Before the Lord of Frost, Blood, and Torment could speak, he heard a low, slow voice from the angel's mouth: "Wicked thief of the glory of the Lord?"

.................. Sorry, change in half an hour........................

The gates of hell were opened, and the dark, filthy twisted soul flew out of it and merged into the body of the man below, struggling, wailing, laughing, and going crazy in his soul, merging the catharsis of immense power into the church, turning him into the "Virgin" and raising the mad man.

"Oh yes, see what I see?" Just as everything was on track, streams of black mist suddenly appeared outside the church, and countless illusory monsters appeared and disappeared in the black fog, making sizzling noises......

It was a painful noise attack, but it was also a mental attack that stimulated the mind.

And in the midst of these attacks, there is a strong sense of oppression, like a tsunami, and then a thin man in a priest's robe walked out of the black fog, after he appeared, the wisps of black fog converged, turning into an illusory figure, the figure has a huge shape like a mountain, the lower body is like a python and segmented, it looks a little similar to a centipede, but it is more thick and strong, and the upper body is covered with countless hideous sharp spikes, and a bloody and cold breath flows out。

"The Lord of Frost, Blood, and Torture?" The Demon King incarnation had not yet spoken, and the man who had obtained his small half of the memory, and the man who was proficient in all kinds of hell science just opened his eyes, spoke coldly, and in the next moment, the image of the woman in front of him disappeared, but turned into a dark angel with a slender body, blurred facial features, difficult to distinguish gender, and waving six pairs of bright wings.

This angel is different from the Lord of Hell, the glory of his body is more dazzling, and there is no evil, cruelty, distortion, chaos, tyranny and other negative temperaments, although the breath of endless darkness is far-reaching, but at the moment of appearance, it is to evolve a sense of inhumanity in the transcendent world, as if the natural years pass between heaven and earth, and that transcendence is from the tranquility and mystery of the original creation.

"This ......" Before the Lord of Frost, Blood, and Torment could speak, he heard a low, slow voice from the angel's mouth: "Wicked thief of the glory of the Lord?"

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