Heaven’s Devourer

The exorcism struck the silent spiritual demons of all things and seemed to play some role.

Wu Yu felt that the frequency of phagocygia in his body seemed to have slowed down a bit, and the pain at the soul level that came from him had become much easier, making him feel better.

But before waiting for him to relax, his fairy god's location conveyed more of the feeling of the heavenly demon bite. The pain of drilling made his body sweat instantly burst, his eyes widened, and the whole person suffered a little convulsion.

“Exorcism! ”

He bites his teeth and constantly spreads the exorcism to disperse the god of all things near his fairy god, but the effect of the exorcism is getting weaker and weaker, and can make him feel better for a little while at first.

But as time went by, his exorcism became worse and worse, and he was even rebelled by the gods of all things, which further inspired their ferocity, making their bites more intense and agonizing.

Wu Yu realized that he could not have stood for 10,000 years if he had been practicing exorcism.

He did not know how long it had passed, but it was clear that the demons had only begun to bite, and time must have passed soon, and that the exorcism, while temporarily repelling them, was followed by a more intense bite.

It seems that the exorcism cannot destroy the demons, and the exorcism-bombed god of all things will bite him more intensely, making him more unbearable.

“It's getting worse. ”

Wu Yu thought of the word, but now it's almost hard to think of anything but pain and perseverance in his mind.

Because he can feel that the number of all the gods around his gods is increasing. In this nothingness of the battlefield, the number of gods seems to be endless. His gods are getting bitten faster and faster, and his gods can be bitten hundreds of times almost every breath of time.

Even this frequency continues to accelerate!

The bites of these demons make Wu Yi immensely painful, but in fact, his fairy gods have not suffered any substantial damage.

Of course, this was just the beginning, and as the frequency of the Heavenly Devil's Phage increased, so did the speed at which his Immortal God was destroyed by the Phage.

Extreme pain, no rest, no end.

Wu Yu could only bite his teeth and endure constantly, he had no way to even resist.

The only way to exorcize the gods is not going to make him last as long as 10,000 years, and even make the demons worse, more intense bites, which will make him more unbearable.

“Shit! How could there be such a terrible god of all things?” Wu Yu had some despair and endless pain, which prevented him from thinking about anything.

He can only tell himself that he must persevere. Thousands of years are long, but as long as they persist, the pain of those ten thousand years is nothing.

The number of all gods and demons is still increasing indefinitely. However, in the course of the constant phagocyzing of the gods, Wu Yi's fairy strength and spiritual toughness are becoming stronger and stronger. The power from the will also seems to be growing.

The strength of the fairy god, the will and the spirit allowed Wu Yi to face more Heavenly Demon bites, but the increase in the number of Heavenly Demons far exceeded the speed of his fairy god, the will and the strength of the spirit, which made it difficult for him to withstand the bites of the Heavenly Demons.

His fairy god, he felt as if many holes had already appeared. These holes were small and could not even be compared to the size of the needle eye, but under the constant phagocytosis of the demon, these needle eye-sized holes would surely get bigger and bigger over a period of 10,000 years.

By then, his fairy gods will be unbearable and will be completely devoured by these gods.

“Master Bodhi, you didn't mean to target me, did you? ”

Wu Yan sometimes thought of this possibility, but he immediately rejected it when he had just thought of it.

The Buddhist ancestor's suggestion of discipline against him should be in his favor and an initiative to protect him. Otherwise, he saw that at the door of Samsung Cave on the Moon, the true gods of Najiro, the four heavenly kings and the imperial fairies of the great spiritual gods were all going to eat people.

If it falls into their hands, Wu Yu is sure that he is no better than dead and has no chance of surviving at all.

And now, although he suffers equally, even at the soul level, more intensely than that of the ‘abyss of evil spirits', at least he has hope of surviving, as long as he can hold on for 10,000 years, then the master of Bodhi will surely stop others.

Perhaps by now, the Buddhist ancestors have said to the four kings of heaven that everything has been written off.

“Well, as long as I get out alive, as long as I live! ”

Wu Yingxin's willpower became stronger and stronger, and the occasional suspicions about the bodhisattva ancestors soon dissipated.

The steadfastness of willpower and his growing ability to endure pain allowed him to endure more intense demonic bites.

However, within this day's demonic battlefield, the number of celestial demons made him impossible to imagine. It was endless. It made Wu Ying's scalp numb. Although he could not see these silent spirits of all things, he could feel that his fairy gods were getting more and more bitten and faster.

Every breath, basically thousands of bites, made him more and more unbearable.

When pain reaches its extremes, he can only do it to his own flesh, hoping to distract himself from it.

At the beginning, this trick also helped to shift Wu Yi's attention slightly over the pain of his body.

Meanwhile, the pain on the flesh is bearable for Wu Yu. After all, he cultivated the immortality of Immortality Vajra. Vajra's immortality is near Dacheng. He continued to cut his flesh with the Golden Fire Rule, leaving himself in constant pain of the flesh.

But with the passage of time, we don't know how long it's been, and every breath of his fairy god's demon has been bitten tens of thousands of times.

To this extent, even the pain of the flesh can not help him share the slightest bite. He is as if the whole human spirit and soul were torn, every breath tens of thousands of bites, to make his fairy god as if he had been bitten by ants, has become a sore hundred pores!

This torment is the torment deep in the soul. If someone else came, I'm afraid it has already abandoned. The Heavenly Demon bite is too horrible. Even if it can survive now, there will be more Heavenly Demons coming in the future.

Besides, Wu Yu was imprisoned for 10,000 years in the battlefield. How could he persist for such a long time?

Even the Imperial Immortal here can't bear such pain. The triple pain of spiritual soul and body makes Wu Ying almost the whole person collapse.

The endless pain almost tore Wu Yu's whole spirit apart.

He has now curled his whole body together. In the nothingness of the battlefield of the heavens and demons, let the gods of all things bite and destroy on their gods. For ordinary people, it is the pain of drilling. Now Wu Yi has to go through every breath a million times!

Wu Yu can hardly imagine how it could be possible to spend 10,000 years in this magic battlefield?

Even if he could, he'd be a cripple by then.

During this time, Wu Yu can only rely on the memories of his friends to enable him to persevere.

He kept appearing in his head, knowing that the good man was still waiting outside for his return. Ten thousand years might be extremely difficult for him, but it might be harder for him to miss the memories hanging on to him.

He knew at least what his condition was, even if he couldn't sustain it, and his heart counted, but he knew nothing about his condition.

Is Wu Yu in pain?

Will Wu Yi come out alive?

Everything was a mystery, and it was impossible for the Buddha to know what he was doing in there, so that was the fear of the unknown and the fear of the unknown.

Nanshan Watching the Moon, Night...

Wu Yan kept thinking about these intimate friends, only then could he pay a little less attention to the pain, once he stopped thinking, the endless pain could immediately swallow him whole, and let him collapse immediately.

His spirit, slowly dimmed by the bites of the gods of all things, was no longer able to sustain his will.

There are some things that really can not be solved by willpower alone. Wu Yu has been through too much pain, but the pain of the demonic bite in front of him on this day is really hard for him to bear.

By that time, every breath of pain he endured, I'm afraid, hundreds of thousands of times.

This pain of the heavenly demon biting the fairy god, put on the ordinary immortals of the outside world, even if only once, is enough to make them remember a new life, and now Wu Xiao is experiencing such pain every breath.

Same pain, much more experience, maybe numbness.

However, the suffering of the Heavenly Demon biting the Immortal God is a gradual and incremental pain, because the number of Heavenly Demons gathering together is increasing, so the pain is getting worse.

Wu Yan had just become familiar with a degree of pain, and the pain would be even more intense in the next moment. In this case, his spiritual will could not reach the state of ‘numbness’. The gods of all things, the celestial demons, had no idea of fatigue. It seemed that the fairy gods were the most attractive things in the heavens, allowing them to bite constantly for a moment.

The intangible spirits of all things, now do not know how many celestial demons gathered around Wu Yi's fairy god. Their bites diminished Wu Yi's spirit, making him more and more unbearable. The endless pain constantly stimulated his nerves, keeping him awake at all times, and always being able to clearly feel the pain of that drill.

You can't even faint.

This reminds Wu Yan of the Ten Thousand 'Evil Spirit Abyss', a monumental artifact of the King of Heaven who held him for some time. The evil spiritual bite also made him suffer, but compared to the devil bite in the battlefield of Heaven, he preferred to bear the pain of that evil abyss.

Even Wu Yan can sometimes arise. Instead of experiencing so much pain, it would be better to hand him over to the King of Heaven and let him suffer the 'abyss of evil'.

Wu Yu is no longer so determined to believe that he is helping himself.

On this day when the battlefield is so horrible, it is impossible for Master Bodhi not to know. Is he deliberately trying to make himself suffer so much?

Wu Yu began to suspect more than once!