The Country's Destiny Creates A Strong Point: Starting To Receive Shocking Results

When Sabu Nicholas and Cthulhu, the mother of the black goats, saw Yang Ming coming from afar, they were obviously stunned, obviously they never expected that the descendants of the Terrans who were struggling in the three-dimensional space false world could actually come here, which was tantamount to a fantasy for these chaotic evil gods who had lived for an unknown number of years.

After all, since their nightmare and chaos teamed up to create a national sports game, few people have been able to break this barrier and soar to the real world of four-dimensional space.

"Are you?"

Cthulhu was the most excited.

At the beginning, Cthulhu in the National Games game was only a daughter body created by using part of its body, and its strength was already limited to the level of gods.

But now Cthulhu has the strength of the Wangu giant!

When the enemy meets, his eyes are red!

Cthulhu knew very well how Yang Ming treated it in the first place!

However

, when Cthulhu's gaze fell below Yang Ming and saw that he was actually an Azathos doppelganger from his waist, his heart couldn't help but jump.

"What's going on?"

Cthulhu is a little confused!

Yang Ming obviously didn't mean to talk to the Chaos Evil God.

In the memory of Azathos, whether it is Cthulhu or Sabu Nicholas, the mother of the black goat, they are all dependents that Azathos casually fabricated.

It has to be said.

The taste of Azathos is so heavy!

Looking at the various chaotic evil gods on the opposite side, each of them was enough to make people's stomachs turn over the river, and there was an urge to gag, Yang Ming hurriedly struck, lest these families stain their eyes.

Yang Ming's lower body, Azatos's body surface, suddenly opened countless pairs of three-hook jade reincarnation eyes, Qi Qi fell his gaze on the opposite side, blooming with an extremely strange light.

This gaze penetrated the distance between the two sides, crossed the barrier of time, and directly shrouded the many Chaos Evil Gods, and an illusion with powerful pollution ability began to slowly ferment and act on their bodies.

You know, every Chaos Evil God here, the weakest has the level of an ancient giant, the strongest has the peak saint combat power, and they are all masters of illusion.

However

, when they came into contact with the illusions cast by countless double three-hook jade reincarnation eyes, they all fell without exception!

At this moment

, Cthulhu only felt that his eyes flickered, and he appeared on a scorched black land.

Cthulhu subconsciously flicked, and then found in horror that his countless octopus tentacles were actually crucified to death, and it itself was hung in the center of the cross!

The eyeballs on the octopus tentacles rotate one by one, probing up and down, left and right, back and forth.

This is a no-man's land, the ground is scorched soil, the sky is a gray haze, and a nine-hook jade reincarnation eye is like a moon, hanging high in the sky, casting a lonely gaze.

"It's just an illusion, see how I break you!"

Cthulhu emitted a gray light, each octopus tentacle seemed to be injected with some terrible energy, the body surface emitted a lot of heat and water vapor, it looked as if it was steamed, and the octopus tentacles were red as a whole.

Cthulhu held his breath to break through the illusion in front of him and break free from this strange cross.

Unfortunately

, the next moment

, Cthulhu was horrified to find that no matter how hard it tried, it seemed that it could not get rid of the cross and regain its freedom.

A vortex appeared in the space, and Yang Ming, with a black robe, slowly walked out from the vortex.

Yang Ming's image in the illusion regained its former human form, but it was not the same as what he wore in the past, and a black robe wrapped his entire body tightly, revealing a bit of mystery.

With two feet slowly moving forward, Yang Ming walked in front of Cthulhu.

In this illusion, Cthulhu's originally huge body comparable to Saturn condensed to the height of an adult, even if Yang Ming stood in front of it, he would not look short and awkward.

Yang Ming's hand condensed the slashing knife mirror Hua Shuiyue, the illusion ability of this knife was originally one of the abilities of Azathos, and now Yang Ming no longer needs to rely on it, just use it habitually, use it with your hands, and occasionally use it.

The cold blade was close to Cthulhu's face, and it suddenly raised its head to meet a pair of extremely indifferent eyes.

What kind of look is that!

Treat all the worlds as dung, and all the worlds as dust!

Even if it is as noble as Cthulhu, in Yang Ming's eyes, it is just an ant with a strange shape!

This gaze evoked distant memories of Cthulhu.

In this universe, there is only one being who is qualified to have this kind of gaze.

That is the Lord of Chaos, Azathos!

"You, you, you are the master..."

Cthulhu's eyes widened, and his mouth opened like a koi, even to the point of swallowing a salted duck egg alive.

It thought just now that Yang Ming was just a toy of Azathos!

But who would have thought that the other party was actually Azathos!

"Little octopus, it's been a long time since I saw it!"

The corners of Yang Ming's mouth rose slightly, obviously the words on his mouth were like old friends meeting, but the feeling that brought Cthulhu was completely different, making it feel like falling into an ice cellar, and his hands and feet were cold in an instant, and his heart was even cooler.

Finished!

It's over!

"Lord, lord, master, I am your cutest little octopus, you see me so excited, it is not good to speak!"

Cthulhu wanted to cry in his heart!

It is just an existence at the level of an ancient giant, and in front of Azathos, it is not even a fart!

It's so hard!

Yang Mingcai ignored the other party's words.

Yang Ming believed that if he hadn't become holy earlier, the other party would have teamed up with other Chaos Evil Gods to beat him into a mosaic.

"Little octopus, you can go with peace of mind."

"After you die, your power will be in my body."

"So, be a part of me again!"

Yang Ming's words fell, and the slashing knife in his hand pierced into Cthulhu's body without hesitation.

This is just the beginning!

Soon, Cthulhu was horrified to find that on the scorched earth, one by one, Yang Ming raised his slashing knife expressionlessly, and then mechanically stabbed the tip of the knife into its body.

Every time Yang Ming attacked, it not only caused serious trauma to Cthulhu's spirit, but also fed back to its huge body comparable to Saturn, a large amount of flesh and blood rolled down like a mountain mud pouring, and the blood inside gushed out like a pierced water pump, and a large amount of blood gurgled down, which could flood a land in an instant.