The Chronicle of the Emperor of the Great Desolation

Chapter 448 The Fall of the Demon God
"Well!"

With an ax that surpassed his limit, Duke Dong was short of strength, and at the same time was backlashed by the power of the manor, trembling, bleeding from all seven orifices. Apart from being unable to bear the huge pressure of Pangu's axe, there was also the last attack of the cursed demon god at work.

Dong Wanggong didn't stop, the flames in his eyes became less and more intense, but his eyes became colder, his murderous aura continued to rise, his spirit was burning violently, he raised the Pangu ax again in his hand, and the unparalleled sharpness descended on Chaos in an instant, and the sharpness spread in circles, Nothing can evade it, firmly lock the cursed demon god.

At this time, the cursed demon god was already in a state of embarrassment, the chaotic spirit treasure was destroyed, the dao domain was split apart, and the primordial spirit and dao body were severely injured. He barely recovered his dao body under the pressure of the Pangu axe, but he saw that Dong Wanggong was about to chop down again regardless of his own tragic situation. With a single axe, he couldn't help being frightened, without saying a word, he took a step forward, and if he was hit hard without resistance, he would also run away.

"Hmph, can you run?"

Duke Dong sneered, and the Pangu ax struck down again, but this time it was silent, and there was no reaction in the chaos, as if it was just an ax without any power.

However, the cursed demon god who had fled for an unknown distance suddenly screamed, and was directly chopped into fly ash, leaving nothing behind.

Duke Dong sneered, his body split open suddenly, and a dao rhyme of the law of dao power circulated, constantly destroying and destroying everything about him. Dao fruit, primordial spirit, primordial essence, and dao body were riddled with holes at the same time, and Pan Gu It was difficult to recover from the suppression of the ax force, and the severity of the injury was much more terrifying than the last time in the dead world.

But he didn't stop, burning with almost the last energy on his body, the third ax fell.

All of a sudden, the light of the Pangu ax shone fiercely, and a ball of bright light enveloped the entire chaos, bursting out suddenly, spreading like four poles and all directions. After the light, the Pangu ax had disappeared from his hand, and then spread from different places in the chaos. There was an explosion and a scream, which lasted for several breaths and then suddenly returned to calm.

The moment Dong Wanggong let go of the Pangu axe, his aura was sluggish to the limit, and there was nothing good about his body from the inside to the outside.

This is an unbearable injury, which has damaged the supreme foundation. No matter how high his cultivation base is, he cannot recover quickly. I don't know how long it will take, how much resources and effort, to heal to the uninjured state .

"But it's worth it."

Duke Dong sat cross-legged in the chaos weakly, relying on his body to instinctively absorb the energy of chaos to recover a little strength. At this moment, he was basically useless.

Whether it was burning [-]% of his energy to launch the three axes, or the powerful backlash of the Pangu axe, he was exhausted. At this time, a demon god in the Yuanshi realm could be arrogant in front of him.

Of course, this is just a metaphor. In fact, even an injured dragon cannot be shaken by ants. It is not difficult to kill them with a breath.

With the cultivation base of the East Prince, even if they lay down and did not resist at all, even if they were killed by the demon gods in the Yuanshi Realm, they would have nothing to do. There was absolutely no way to hurt the East Prince, unless they had the Chaos Spirit Treasure.

"Hey, I didn't expect His Majesty to be beaten so badly. I wonder which demon god he fought with?"

At this moment, a joking voice suddenly came from beside him, jokingly said: "The majestic master of the prehistoric world, who has always been majestic, can kill Buddhas and destroy Dao with his hand, but now he is so weak. Is it my old man who is dazzled?"

"Hehe, if you can single-handedly overthrow a Chaos Demon God whose cultivation level is higher than yours, no matter what situation you fall into, I will never laugh at you!"

Duke Dong reluctantly sat up and waved his hands: "Why don't you come over to escort me? I just defeated the cursed demon god, and I don't mind defeating the other old dragon who doesn't know what to do or not."

"What? You overthrew the cursed demon god?" The ancestor Zhulong appeared with a shocked face, and while recovering the Eastern Prince's injury, he still had some disbelief: "The cursed demon god in the Dark Supreme League? That's the second one in Taishi Although the existence of the realm is not as good as my ancestor, but it is a big step higher than you, why do you want to overthrow him?"

"Just relying on my own strength and my determination to kill him. As long as I am willing to pay the price, is it difficult to kill a high-level Chaos Demon God?"

Duke Dong said lightly: "If you had come a thousand years earlier, you would have witnessed how I killed it. Of course, if you had come earlier, I wouldn't have been in such a mess."

Zhulong said: "Didn't you let me sit in Honghuang? If your wife didn't worry about you, let me come and have a look, I'm still in Honghuang now!"

With the help of Zhulong, Duke Dong's injury stabilized a little. With a thought, a purple lotus platform appeared under his body.

"This lotus was transformed from the Dao rhyme when I became Tao Hunyuan, and it evolved into the same innate origin as me when I proved the Taishi. Last time I captured two Chaos Demon Gods, one of them was refined into this lotus by me. Among them, it just comes in handy now."

While speaking, the purple lotus platform turned into a hazy dao rhyme, manifesting the origin of Tai Chi, and blending into the Eastern Prince's body little by little.

I don't know how long it took, the lotus platform completely dissipated, but Dong Wanggong has already recovered a little bit. Although he is still far away from being fully recovered, he has already recovered part of his strength.

"The first battle destroyed two of my treasures, and I have suffered so much. Curse the demon god, there is no reason for you not to die!"

Dong Wanggong gritted his teeth and thought about it, but the ancestor Zhulong had already picked up two halves of the damaged book from a distance, and said in a loud voice: "Even this chaotic treasure has been smashed, so it can be seen that the cursed demon god has really fallen. Blood mold. Although this Lingbao only has a dozen Dao Dao talismans, and its grade is not high, but you can do this with all your losses, I believe you are a ruthless person."

"Hehe, the cursed demon god made a mistake that shouldn't be made. Even if he escapes to the beginning of chaos, I will kill him." Dong Wanggong remembered the behavior of cursing the demon god, and his anger remained in his heart. After cursing the Demon God, everything is worth it, and the loss is really not good at all."

"That is."

It was the first time that Zhulong saw Duke Dong hate someone so much, and he couldn't help but wonder what the cursed demon god did to make him bear his hatred so far.

But when it comes to the harvest, he couldn't help but envy: "With this demon god, not only is the injury nothing, but even the road can quickly cross a big step. It's a bad time for the Dark Supreme League to meet the prehistoric. The five demon gods Three of them fell into the prehistoric universe, so I don't know how the Great Dark Demon God feels?"

Dong Wanggong followed the induction and said calmly: "What can I do? The Holy Mother of Taiyuan is staring at him all the time, and he can't do anything. Otherwise, there may be more than one cursed demon god coming this time."

In this short period of time, the two of them have already gone very far. In the vast chaos ahead, there are thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors, the avenue runes are endlessly changing, and the rhyme of the Tao resounds in the chaos. In this boundless vision, a handful The crystal clear white giant ax was inserted upside down into the body of a huge demon god, suppressing all his resistance.

The body of the cursed demon god is a long and narrow creature like a snake, but it has many similarities and differences with the snake itself. There is no such form of creature in the prehistoric world.

After being struck down by the East Prince's three-axe axe, the cursed demon god has fallen into a deep sleep. The serious injury he suffered was many times more serious than that of the East Prince's. He was struck by the Pangu Ax to suppress his Dao Fruit and consciousness. It will be difficult to wake up for a while. It can be called temporary There is no resistance.

"It turned out that the Pangu Ax was sacrificed, and the Curse Demon God is not wronged!" Candle Dragon couldn't help but sighed about his background, even he had to kneel in the face of the Pangu Axe, not to mention the strength of the Curse Demon God. Not as good as him.

"For the sake of safety, we should get him to the wilderness as soon as possible. When he arrives in our territory, he will be completely slaughtered by us. In the chaos, if he wakes up, he may try to escape. Or just blow himself up, you and I will It's going to be a mess."

Zhulong's words were exactly what Prince Dong thought. He endured his injuries and urged the Pangu axe to transform into a Tai Chi diagram, and put the cursed demon god into it to suppress him. Afterwards, he was quickly brought back to the realm of death by the ancestor Zhulong. .

(End of this chapter)