God Level Demon

Chapter 2129: Hate the Sword of Heaven!

“Great abyss, we sacrifice unto thee the precious treasures of the abyss, so that thou mayest break through a passage for us, and let the glory of the abyss cast into the world. ”

Five Great Immortal Demons shout simultaneously, speaking demonic language, which seems to be an extremely ancient cosmic text, a void tremor, which attracts the attention of the abyss.

Buzz ~ ~

Deep in the altar, one forbidden formation after another brings out infinite light, branding voids, communicating the dimensional world, infiltrating infinite power, and transferring the sacrificial language of the five great demons into the will of the abyss.

“Coming, coming soon. ”

“I felt the will of the abyss, and it was watching this place. ”

“Ha ha, we've been waiting too long to finally succeed today. ”

“Come, through the paths to the abyss, and let countless abyss demons descend into this world, and I will make the entire universe endlessly painful for mankind. ”

A demon of immortality, all excited and trembling, feels a great power coming from the depths of the altar, as if there is an eye of the abyss looking at itself, great, heartless, evil, noble, chaotic, dark and irresistible.

Their souls are trembling, and they can't help but crawl beneath such great power.

Boom!

At this point, a cave emerged in the distant void, where the world barrier of the small world was broken through a door and a figure immediately appeared in the middle of the sky.

“Who?! ”

An immortal demon drank and was furious, because at this critical moment, communicating the abyss and initiating a sacrificial battle, there is absolutely no room for neglect, otherwise it will definitely be abandoned.

But now there are enemies breaking into their little world, and accidental disruption of the altar, and if such accidents lead to the end of sacrifice, hundreds of millions of years of invisibility are ruined, and so on.

And the people who show up in this place are not others, it's just Xia Ping.

“Is this the place where the earth mother stone is? ”

Entering the small world, Xia Ping was high, and he saw at first sight a huge altar in the world, and the center of the altar was set with a large earth mother stone, with a rich world atmosphere and earthly atmosphere.

The golden Shremton on his wrist was sometimes very exciting, and apparently it also perceived the power of the earth's mother stone, which was of no great benefit to its growth.

Gold Slime feels a little overwhelmed.

“Well, there are also abyss demons, are the saints of the Forty Thieves Alliance, these immortal demons?” Xia Ping squinted his eyes and perceived the presence of five immortal demons in this small world.

He knew at once that the characters behind the Forty Thieves Alliance were not simple. The Five Great Demons actually controlled a pirate super organization and set up an altar here. He thought it was unusual.

“What's going on? Someone broke in. ”

“We've had a lot of forbidden formations in this world for a long time, and this kid broke in, and we didn't even notice it at the beginning. ”

“Yeah, it doesn't make any sense. The world is deep in dimension, and even immortal saints can't discover it, unless it's a near-ancient saint level. ”

“But this human being is at best the peak of Thunder Robbery, and cannot be an ancient saint, not even an immortal saint. ”

“Whatever his origin, if he finds out our secret, he dies, only because of his bad luck. ”

The eyes of the five great demons are all exposed to Sensen's killings. This altar is a secret they have prepared for hundreds of millions of years. It must not be lost. It is absolutely forbidden to divulge.

Otherwise, the siege of the saints of the people will surely be ushered in, and their hundreds of millions of years of plans will be ruined, and years of invisibility and devotion will be lost.

This must not happen.

“Kill him! ”

An immortal demon drank a loud drink, didn't give a shit, and started immediately.

It's not gold, it's black, it's metal magic from the abyss.

With a whisper, it pulls out a black magic sword from its body, all serrated with teeth. The sword is crafted from an abyss monster and possesses indestructible power and is extremely sharp.

There is even strong corrosivity, and if the natural spirits take the sword, they will not only be cut in half, but will also be eroded by abyss forces and turned into abyss monsters.

Abyss Divine - Hate the Sword of Heaven!

It slashed the past with one sword towards Xiaping, a black sword as if it had split the sky in half, tore the void apart, and the whole world was dyed into a black abyss world.

At the same time, this swordsmanship spreads an idea of hatred to the extreme, resentment to the extreme, which is hateful of heaven and earth, hateful of demons, hateful of selflessness, resentful of heavenly people.

Hate! Hate!

This sword contains the ultimate resentment of this immortal demon, seemingly gathering hundreds of millions of years of resentment and countless abyss demon resentment on it.

Even if this sword has not yet struck the enemy, this strong hatred is enough to destroy the enemy's soul and plunge it into endless hatred.

“North Plumber! ”

Feeling the horror of this sword, Xiaping immediately ran north to protect his body, and immediately burst out into the sea. It seemed that countless heads of peng surrounded his body, forming an ocean barrier that encompassed everything and everything.

Numerous peng symbols oscillate, forming a space barrier, stacked in layers, without any gaps.

Boom!

The sword split over the sea and was immediately swallowed up by Peng Xiuwen. All the magic swords, all the hatred, were swallowed clean.

Even if there is stronger hatred, on the sea of infinity, it is useless, vast breasts, accommodating everything, all negative emotions can be digested and rendered invisible.

“Impossible! ”

The immortal demon's eyes widened. I can't believe it. In order to kill this inconvenient guest, this damn human being, it didn't mean anything.

One strike is to do everything in your power to produce your strongest sword, brewing hundreds of millions of years of hatred erupting, shocking, shaking the atlas, encompassing the eight wilderness.

Even immortal saints cannot resist this sword, even with immortal bodies.

But if it is eroded by his strong hatred, even his soul will fall into endless resentment, unable to pull itself out.

Even eroded by abyssal forces, immortal bodies slowly decay into abyssal creatures, completely corrupt.

But now it is simply unacceptable and unbelievable to be resisted by this little human being, an ant who has not even been promoted to immortality.

An emotion that suffocates to its extremes breeds in its chest and is incredibly humiliating.