full-time ability

Chapter 553 The fourteenth step, repeating the world
As the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun reflects the rainbow in the sky, which is so beautiful.

It's just that it's almost dusk.

Yiman and the saint Helia walked into the golden hall hand in hand. The hall was rather desolate, and none of the guards had ever seen a single one of them. The old days of luxury, feasting and feasting had already disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

The dominance of the dynasty, the glory and wealth, all turned to dust.

Endless murderous aura came from the four walls of the hall, and the piercing killing intent made all living beings tremble.Yiman couldn't help being cautious, using the void barrier to protect himself and the saint Helia, but he didn't know where the killing intent came from.

The saint Helia's face was also extremely dignified. In the golden hall, there were weirdness and weirdness everywhere.

The one who greeted them was Prince Ziritian, who was wearing a dragon robe. He was alone, with a trace of indifference and a pale face in his staggering steps, which was frightening.

Zi Ri Tian Yi, the prince of the Iberian Dynasty, the reincarnation of the Four Dark Emperors of the Dark World, is in full bloom and youth, but now he looks like a sick and dying person.

"You really shouldn't come." Zi Ritian smiled bitterly, and said sadly: "The order has been issued, and the palace guards have received the imperial decree from Emperor Ziri Yiman to put the palace under martial law and kill the heretical saintess." Helia and the copper coin of the guard."

"Heretical?" Saint Helia smiled lightly, "It's rare that the Purple Sun royal family understands the meaning of this term?"

"You must find an excuse." Zi Ritian's face twitched a few times: "Of course, this excuse is not very good, but the result is the same."

Yiman squinted his eyes and looked at Ziri Tianyi carefully. His body was already extremely weak, and even his spiritual consciousness had been severely damaged, and he might collapse at any time.

Zi Ritian forced himself up, and shouted: "Look, this ancient human kingdom, just like me, has a glamorous appearance, but dedicated the freshest blood to the master of the abyss world."

His laughter was full of bitterness and desolation: "But, what have we got? Nothing, they sucked the last drop of our blood, and then ate our flesh and blood, and built gorgeous palaces with bones, and what was left was A land full of sores."

The saint Helia sighed secretly, and said to Iman, "This man is already crazy."

Zi Ritian waved his hand and said: "No, I'm not crazy. Although I'm being sucked blood every day, my mind is clearer and clearer, and I finally figured out a lot of causes and consequences." He pointed at Yiman and said: "This is my end land, but you, the battle has only just begun."

"My brothers, here I come." With a satisfied smile, Zi Ritian fell to the ground and exhaled his last breath.

After being useless, in the end, Observer Agamemnon did not let him go.

Sharp laughter sounded, and Agamemnon the Observer, a thin vampire, stood like a javelin on the golden lampstand on the wall of the Golden Palace.

"Saint Helia, please come here." Agamemnon's hoarse voice was like a ghost screaming in the night: "You know this is a trap, but you still want to come here, can you tell me your obsession? ?”

Saint Helia shook her head: "The road I have traveled is based on the standards of saints. Before the Savior was crucified, he also knew the fate he had to face."

"You are wrong. Blind persistence will bring only destruction." The observer Agamemnon raised his head: "The reason why the Son of God can sacrifice himself is because he knows that he died in the world and his soul entered reincarnation. It will also change this world into a paradise."

Saint Helia was slightly taken aback. At this moment, her confidence was slightly shaken.

Yiman took a step forward and said loudly: "If the Son of God thinks this way, he will never be able to obtain divinity. Agamemnon, today is your day of death. I want you to know that the human world will never allow the Abyss Demon God power exists."

Hundreds of densely packed space railguns hit the observer Agamemnon at the same time like a violent storm, and Yiman swayed a series of space strangles at the same time, almost filling the entire golden hall.

Yiman tried to kill the observer Agamemnon in one fell swoop, and then deal with the mysterious background.

Agamemnon shouted loudly, his eyes flashed, and hundreds of swords popped out from the void, forming a sword formation to block all attacks.

But obviously, the sword array consumed most of his physical strength, and his eyes gradually dimmed.

But Yiman was even more shocked. Under the successive blows of the space ability, the walls of the golden hall did not wear down at all.

With Yiman's current ability, the abyss magic iron, which is more than a hundred times harder than gold, can be easily broken. How could this happen?
"If it was a hundred years ago, I would have fought with you forever, but now." Agamemnon spat out a mouthful of blood, and forced a smile: "No one can resist the erosion of time, the abyss demon world, once appeared I found the strongest demon god, whose ability is as high as the sky, infinitely close to the fifteenth level, but unfortunately he can't escape the passage of time, a million years is the limit of life."

If you can't reach the fifteenth level of the realm of gods, any powerful person will perish after a million years. This is an eternal law between heaven and earth.

"That mighty man was not reconciled. He thought it was the shackles imposed by the gods on thousands of creatures. In the last stage of his life, he tried to subvert the heavens. The huge demon body was finally smashed into pieces and drifted in the void."

"Golden Demon God." Saint Helia said in horror.

Agamemnon nodded, and said hoarsely: "You can't think of it, this golden hall is just a piece of his body. Although the demon energy in it is gone, there is still a trace of indestructible fighting spirit left. The blood smear finally awakened a faint battle spirit."

According to historical records, the Golden Palace was shaped by the Jinshan meteorite that fell in ancient times. I did not expect such an extraordinary origin.

"Boom! Boom! Boom." The shocking sound of war drums sounded, like the roar from the prehistoric universe, with a shocking momentum, the golden hall trembled continuously, and the surrounding walls began to melt.

Yiman wanted to hide, wanted to run away with the saint Helia, but the surrounding space had been imprisoned, and a force of law that he could not understand was quietly operating.

Gradually, the entire hall disappeared, and it was in a desolate void, with lights flickering, and a vast chant came from the air: "Yes, yes, light."

The space gradually evolves, and the earth stretches underfoot.

This is a desolate Gobi, full of jagged boulders, pointing straight at the sky like a sword.

The saint Helia said in a low voice, "This is the remaining founding law. Inspired by the blood of gods and demons, a small piece of heaven and earth is reenacted."

Stepping on the six paths of reincarnation to reshape the prehistoric universe, the fourteenth level of founding power can create a new world in an extremely small space.

Yiman looked up, there were no stars, sun and moon in the sky, just like a void of nothingness, obviously the founding law was not complete.

On the distant horizon, a golden monster came over. It had three heads and six arms. Below the chest, it had a body like that of an abyss lord. It had four hooves on the ground, bony spines on its back, and a long tail behind it.

The three heads were demon, dragon, and human respectively, with billowing demon energy and fiery flames spraying out from their mouths and eyes.

Yiman's heart couldn't help beating suddenly, and fear welled up in his heart.

"Beacon of Holy Light, the power of divine punishment that summons the sleeping ones." Yiman reminded hastily.

The saint Helia sighed slightly: "This is a new world, it exists, but it is also nothingness."

"Looks like I have to escape." Iman grabbed the hand of the saint Helia and said helplessly.

Saint Helia shook her head calmly: "It's useless, this is the world evolved by its laws, and you will be caught up wherever you flee."

Yiman forced himself to calm down, raised his head and said, "Since his power only comes from a blood of the demon god, it can only be consumed with it."

The Lunar Star Formation can be used in this world, which makes Yiman ecstatic. Standing on the moon, he summons one hundred and eight Heavenly Demons and nine hundred and ninety-nine Nether Qi Sword Souls.

Yiman's purpose is not to destroy this monster, but to procrastinate and consume his energy.

But that monster was extremely terrifying. In front of it, the tenth-level Heavenly Demon was like paper, and the Nether Qi Sword Soul was even more vulnerable, and it was broken into pieces.

Yiman used the blade of space, and the bright light slashed at the monster's body, leaving only a shallow scar.

It's not that the blade of space is not sharp, it's that it's not strong enough, Yiman couldn't help feeling a little desperate.

A corner of the land in the distance shattered, the void split open, and a figure walked into this world.

(End of this chapter)