God Level Demon

“Run!”

Ancient sainthood is full of chestnuts, and even though it is confident in the blood of its own family, its instincts as an ancient saint remain a strong warning to itself.

It immediately implements divinity and wants to travel thousands of light-years.

But it's too late.

Boom ~ ~

In the blink of an eye, the pen turns slightly, a horrible ray, along the line of cause and effect, directly bombarding the ancient soul, ignoring any power.

The so-called force of atomization also does nothing.

“Ah!”

Suddenly, the ancients shouted a terrible scream, and it felt as if it had been struck by God. The whole soul had been torn apart by this incredible force.

It feels like it is judged by a god, and no matter where it hides, there is no way to escape.

“How is that possible? How could an ancient saint of my clan be killed by this little, ancient saint? I don't like it, I don't like it.” Ancient roaring out, very unhappy.

It is clearly an ancient saint who understood the laws of creation, but it also made the life of the clan of the clan of the clan divine, fogging the void, even the ancient saints may not necessarily be able to kill it.

But in the face of the ancient saints of the district, there is no escape.

It also thought this was a great time to get the treasure, and who would have thought that it was the way to die, not only without the treasure, but also by the enemy.

The next second the ancient soul was crushed and the ashes were extinguished.

And its huge body also fell out of the depths of the void, and countless fogs converged, agglomerating once again an ancient corpse, and the body still emitted an unparalleled momentum to suppress the void.

His eyes were wide open, revealing discomfort and shock, and it was clear that he would not meditate.

Unfortunately, this enormous carcass is as empty as a shell, and there is no more power in the soul.

“The pen is getting stronger and stronger. ”

Xia Ping was very satisfied with the pen in his hand. As his strength continued to grow, the power of the pen became more and more frightening. Even in the face of an ancient saint, he could kill in isolation.

Especially to direct the force of causation of the revolution pen is to ignore the power of any law, along the line of causation can directly kill the enemy completely.

Such power is so frightening that it has no edge.

But it is not without cost to strike such a terrible causal blow.

The power of this blow requires almost a third of his power, and it is not estimated how many attacks can be carried out in a short period of time, which can only be used as a killer.

But even so, it's enough to scare the ancient saints.

“This time it did. ”

As soon as Xiaping grabbed it, he found a storage ring from this ancient monster, loaded with treasures from the ancient monster, and many of the other party's harvests in the cosmic realm.

Just a quick sweep of God, he discovered that the storage ring contained five or six holy pills, each of which was worth a fortune. Although it was no better than the rarity of the heavens and the earth such as blessed grass, it was also a rare treasure of the universe.

Stonehenge orchids, figs, rootless vines, thyme, etc., are all valuable sacred medicines.

“Yes, I did. ”

Green cow perceives these sacred medicines, it is almost drooling, just give it enough time, can fully use the seeds of these sacred medicines to cultivate more precious sacred medicines.

To be honest, even when its old master, Mountain River Saint, was still alive, he couldn't find so many sacred medicines.

After all, sacred medicine is not everywhere, and requires a certain degree of opportunity and luck.

“Well, there's the ore. ”

Beyond that, Xiaping also found many precious ores on ancient saints, seemingly cosmic rarities that could not be seen by ancient saints.

After all, the ancient saints mastered the existence of the law of creation. Something wanted, they could totally make things up at will and create them out of nothing.

For mortals, there is no difference between ancient saints and gods.

So what the ancient saints could see was a treasure that the laws of creation could not create, absolutely a rarity of the universe, with unique laws of heaven and earth and the power of the origin of the universe.

For example, Five Rows of Jade, which is a precious jade stone with five rows of force, is indestructible, is the finest material for forging sacred instruments, and can forge a powerful crossing treasure with five rows of force.

Glare crystals, pale yellow crystals, light purple halos, dizzy, extremely hard, many saints use them to forge spaceships that can withstand the destruction of space storms.

Some saints use it to forge defensive treasures, forge armor, armor and other treasures that can block enemy attacks and minimize damage to themselves.

Jade rubber, produced once a hundred million years by Heaven and Earth Spiritual Wood Jade Rubber Tree, has unparalleled elasticity enough to withstand the vast majority of physical attacks and is extremely versatile.

If covered on a ship, it greatly weakens the enemy's attack power.

Mirage stones, unique cosmic gems that produce mirrors, are used by some saints to set up mirage formations to cover their tracks and create illusion junctions.

“Good stuff. ”

Chapin touched his chin and the unique minerals of the universe could be absorbed by the golden slime, which, according to the characteristics of the tiny gold body, would have the ability to eat them.

Even through her gifted abilities, she can constantly produce the same kind of ore.

It can be said that some of the endangered ores, if consumed by small gold, can produce large quantities of the same species of cosmic ore again.

This is also equivalent to turning Gold Slime into a constant mineral vein.

And these cosmos-grade ores can accelerate the evolution of small gold.

“Let the trees of the world devour this ancient corpse. ”

Xia Ping touched his chin and moved his mind.

He immediately mobilized the power of the Tree of the World, which was captured by the branches of the Tree of the World, consuming the energy of the remains of the ancient saints and the atmosphere of creation.

Seven days!

Xiaping sensed that it would take at least seven days for the tree of the world to swallow up the energy of this ancient corpse in order to condense the fruit.

He was looking forward to not knowing what it would be like to devour a fruit of creation, and might be able to grasp the magic of the law of creation.

And the tree of the world got the remains of this ancient saint, and it also seemed to gain tremendously, devouring the air of silk creation, as if the body had undergone a subtle change.

“Go.”

Xia Ping's figure flashed and immediately left the place. After all, this is an ancient monument. Xia Ping's race knows nothing about this, I'm afraid.

He'd better get out of this dangerous place.