Supreme Training System

Chapter 633 The Lord of Death Shocks the World

"You are a great witch? No! There is a kind of grand original power on your body, which seems to be able to infinitely upgrade your strength to the next level! This level is already equivalent to the ancestor witch, and even this kind of breath involves the prehistoric One of the original powers."

Shock!

At this time, the ancestor witch Xuanming seemed to have been completely stunned by the accident that happened in front of him!

Obviously, the Lord of Death in front of him was not the transformation of the blood essence of their twelve ancestor witches.

"Could it be that there are No. 13 ancestor witches in this world?"

Something is wrong!
Even though the Xuanming Ancestral Witch is extremely powerful, he is now in a state of bewilderment.

"It really doesn't matter who I am, I just want to visit the Houtu Ancestral Witch!"

Reincarnation of post-localization is definitely a great pity in the prehistoric world.

Since Zhao Xing appeared in the prehistoric world now, such a thing is absolutely not allowed to happen.

Moreover, his great witch incarnate as the Lord of Death has already comprehended the mystery of the supreme divine power of death.

Absolutely capable of assisting the Houtu ancestor witch to evolve into the underworld.

It is also possible to retain his ancestral witch body, so that she will not be permanently bound in the underworld.

Instead of being able to see the light of day again.

prisoner!

Imprisoned forever in a shadowy world, ordinary people can go mad.

Even if they are gods and demons, how can they bear such loneliness?

"Our twelve ancestor witches are not distinguished from each other. What can you tell me?"

"I'm telling you? It's not necessary! If the Houtu Ancestral Witch is confused, or has any decision, when hesitating, you can come to the Nether Blood Sea. I will live in the Nether Blood Sea for a while!"

Zhao Xing didn't want to cause too much trouble.

Naturally, he will not tell the world about his calculations.

"The Nether Blood Sea? Isn't that the territory of Styx?"

Zuwu Xuanming seemed a little puzzled.

Could it be that, in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, there is still an ancestor witch?
Not right either!
The strength of Styx is absolutely powerful.

Especially now, he has completely integrated the power of the entire blood sea into one.

Everywhere in the entire sea of ​​blood, there can be no dead ends.

"That was just in the past. Now that I have been born, it depends on the cleanliness in the sea of ​​blood. If Styx gives up a field by himself, that's fine! If he fights me desperately, I may seal him for an era and give him A lesson for him!"

The words of the Lord of Death seemed absolutely insolent.

Naturally, it was also heard by Styx, the Lord of the Blood Sea who was paying attention here.

Styx can definitely be regarded as a powerful and powerful man in the prehistoric world.

Even if it is the real Zuwu, in his hands, it is impossible to win the battle.

How could a little big witch be so insolent?
At this moment, he seemed to see the ridicule on the faces of many powerful figures around him.

"However, even a small big witch dares to be arrogant in front of me. Even if he can't kill you, he will completely seal you up. Enjoy the loneliness for hundreds of millions of years!"

At this time, he had even forgotten the plight of the Tian Centipede world frontline.

It directly turned into a bloody light and disappeared without a trace.

When it appeared again, it had already appeared in the sea of ​​blood.

The sea of ​​blood resonates, where his strength is infinitely enhanced.

Even if it is a true saint, it is impossible to defeat him.

Here, he fears no one.

Even the only saint in the prehistoric world.

At this time, the Lord of Death also happened to step into the sea of ​​blood.

"Such a huge source of power is controlled by a small blood demon like this. It's a waste. What a reckless waste!"

The Lord of Death stepped into it.

Like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing the power from the sea of ​​blood.

Especially those breaths of dead spirits entangled with living souls, it was like swallows returning to their nests.

They frantically gathered towards the Lord of Death.

It's just a few breaths, in the void within a radius of ten miles.

The lingering breath of resentful spirits has all disappeared.

In fact, the Lord of Death devours the resentment in the void and the power in the endless sea of ​​blood.

It is to create a kind of interweaving between the kingdom of death and the origin of the dead in the prehistoric world.

Now, this kind of interweaving and fusion makes the kingdom of the undead in his body.

In an instant, several transformations have been completed.

Zhao Xing's crazily devouring the power of the blood sea is actually absorbing the original power of Styx.

This simply cannot be tolerated!
Before the person arrived, the sharp sword energy had already torn the sky.

Yuantu and Abi are definitely among the most powerful swords in the prehistoric world.

They complement each other, perhaps a little bit worse than the Supreme Sword Formation Zhuxian Formation.

However, it definitely belongs to the innate sword weapon full of killing aura.

In addition, the tyrannical atmosphere accumulated for countless years in the endless blood sea was also implicated.

Over the entire sea of ​​blood, ghosts were crying and wolves were howling, like the abyss of hell.

The Lord of Death is the incarnation of Zhao Xing.

Born to understand Zhao Xing's supernatural powers very well.

Here, it seems to be the place where the Great Asura's Extinct Divine Light shines.

I saw that the lord of death just stretched out his palm.

The breath of endless blood sea gathered crazily in his hands.

A bloody red light formed, and the light gradually disappeared.

The criss-cross pattern of heaven and earth instantly formed a thick back knife in the void.

It is the Blood Demon Knife.

This way is the tyrannical killing breath transformed by the power of the great way, and it goes straight to the bullfight.

All the powerful figures who threw their attention into the sea of ​​blood were all taken aback.

Then it felt strange.

"It's such a mysterious method. It directly condenses the power of the Dao and evolves a supreme weapon. It is already very similar to the aura of the real innate spirit treasure. However, facing two killing swords that contain the origin of the sea of ​​​​blood, Can such a weird knife really win?"

In terms of attention, except for many ancestral witches.

Perhaps, only the emperor in the heavenly court pays the most attention.

After all, countless years of killing and fighting are very sensitive to the aura of the great witch on the Lord of Death.

Even if there are foreign enemies now, it is impossible for Donghuang Taiyi to underestimate such an existence.

"The aura of this Lord of Death is different from our prehistoric world. However, it seems to be a little different from the world of the centipede. The world of the centipede is the world of gods. Their practice is to pursue powerful comprehension of laws. It is just a simple attribute Law. In this Lord of Death, there is a way of death."

In terms of erudition, perhaps Kunpeng, the emperor of the monster clan, should be counted.

At this time, a little doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Why does this Lord of Death, in addition to the blood essence of the great witch, seem to have the blood of Kunpeng and the aura of that old immortal ancestor dragon?"

(End of this chapter)