Chapter 1577: Resentment grinds the gods
Between the mountains of the Chaos Divine Sea, the clouds and mist are shrouded, even if it is an ancient saint who has cultivated a special divine method, in this divine sea, he may not be able to distinguish the east, west, north and south from it for a while.
For this area, many forces that have come have given it a name, called Misty Linhai.
You may not be able to hear any difference from the name, but for those who know the origin of the Misty Forest, they will definitely not enter the Misty Sea.
Because this blurry seaside is too weird to find a direction or secondary, the most important thing is that he can trap people in it.
At the beginning, this strange forest attracted many people to come and investigate, but as more and more people died here, there were fewer and fewer people who came here to investigate.
In the end, in the eyes of many people, this place became a forbidden place.
Liwei was running desperately in this blurry forest, his speed was very fast, and in the blurred forest, the most headache of getting lost was in front of him, as if it didn't exist at all.
It's not that Liwei has a sense beyond ordinary people in this regard, in fact, Liwei already had a map here before entering.
The map was not drawn by him, but given to him by the Son of God, and the map was very simple, and all he could do was follow the path of the map. Come to this sea of forests, see the Son of God, and give him orders.
A quarter of an hour later, Liwei had already penetrated deep into the depths of the forest sea, and the big trees, which were more than ten zhang thick, began to hang all kinds of fruits at this time.
Most of these fruits are unknown to Zheng Ming, who is hiding on Liwei's body, but from the appearance of these fruits, he can still sense that the hidden energy in these fruits is not small.
Although there is a big gap between it and the fruit received from that divine tree, if it is outside of the Chaos Divine Sea, it can still make some low-level ancient saints crazy.
"Liwei, you came early enough, is the matter done?" A figure stood in front of Liwei, a man with a dark face and a metallic sheen all over his body, and his eyes were full of tyranny as he spoke.
In Liwei's mind, this information suddenly flooded with Jean, DΓΌr, a life born in a piece of innate divine gold, this person can be said to not belong to any race, but he is the most loyal servant of the god son.
Not to mention anything else, just in terms of cultivation, this Duer's cultivation has already reached the peak of the fourth layer of the ancient saint, and once he starts fighting, his whole body is divine gold, not to mention invulnerable, it is an attack, and his whole body is comparable to a divine weapon.
For this Dhur, although it was not uncommon for Levi to be close to it before, he was willing to get closer to it, after all, he was the confidant of the Son of God.
"Dhur, things are going well, I got the things I should get, I don't know where Miko is?"
There was a hint of a smile on Dur's face, but because of his steely face, it made this smile look extremely gloomy.
"The Son of God is in front, Huhu, this time it is not too smooth, after you pass, you must pay attention. β
When Dur said this, he shook his head and said, "Hehe, this time, fortunately, we have been prepared, otherwise, the Son of God's trip would have been in vain." β
As he spoke, the two of them walked towards the depths of Lin Hai at the same time, and as they walked, Na Liwei said in a voice of disbelief: "The Divine Son is the inheritor of the Ancient Saint of Tuotian, I don't believe it, is there anything that can stop him?"
"Although the Son of God is very strong, but the Ancient Sage of Natuo Heaven is too hateful, giggles, he actually wants the Son of God to gather what Ten Thousand Worlds Mirror is, damn it!. Nadur said the word abominable, and his palm slammed into the void.
"Fortunately, this time the Son of God listened to my words, and used the resentment of the living soul to forcibly wipe out the remnant soul of the Tuotian Ancient Sage, although the Tuotian Ancient Saint was powerful in all directions, but his remnant soul did not have his strength. β
Zheng Ming's face changed, and he used resentment to wipe out the remnant soul, in theory, this can be done, but as the remnant soul of the former nine-layer ancient saint, if he wants to erase it, the resentment required should be so powerful.
"Quack, this time the Son of God should be grateful to me, if I hadn't been proposing to the Son of God all these years, I am afraid that he would have forgotten the benefits of resentment, the resentment of a trillion living beings is not so easy to gather. β
One trillion, a huge number, even if Zheng Ming was prepared in his heart, but when he heard this Duer's words at this time, his heart still twitched.
Everyone has resentment, and the effect of a resentment is very small, but when resentment gathers together, especially when resentment is dominated by thought, it is very powerful.
It's just that resentment is also divided into levels, and the more people suffer, the stronger the resentment becomes, and the more powerful the resentment is, the greater the damage to the divine consciousness.
"Sending a trillion living beings to hell where there is no light of day, and making them worse than dead every day, is a good way to cultivate resentment, but in reality, it is not very clever. I told Miko a long time ago that as long as he handed over the matter of cultivating resentment to me, I would definitely do twice the result with half the effort. β
"Think about it, how painful it must be for those beings to do things that are beyond the norm and how powerful it is to gather these sufferings. β
Duer's words were full of pride, but Zheng Ming's heart flashed with a trace of killing intent, this Duer was too vicious.
Liwei's divine sense also felt Zheng Ming's thoughts, and while he was afraid, he pleaded with Zheng Ming in a deep voice: "My lord, this matter really has nothing to do with me, please spare my life." β
Zheng Ming didn't speak, and Na Liwei continued: "This Duer has an extreme personality, he is simply inferior to a beast, he is the most unaccustomed to it, that is, others have a better life than him, my lord, you kill him to eliminate harm for the people." β
Just when Liwei revealed the words of his old friend, Zheng Ming urged Liwei's body to come to a quaint palace, the palace was only more than three zhang high, tattered, full of traces of time, and when Zheng Ming approached the palace, someone looked back.
Seeing that Dur and Liwei did not have any expression, they nodded lightly, and at this moment, the man standing in the middle of the crowd slowly urged a spell, and with the casting of the spell, a sound like a ghost crying wolf howled sounded in the void.
As the sound became more and more intense, pieces of ghosts appeared between heaven and earth.