Chapter 766: Extinguishing God

"Sacrifice?"

Hearing Yileg's comforting words, Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, and he understood two things.

First, the demon lords' attack on the Tiangong was indeed premeditated, not overheated.

Second, they also have the hole cards, and they are sure to be able to compete against the heavens!

"A hole card..."

Fang Yuan suddenly thought of many things: "It is impossible for the demon god Minggu in the bottomless blood abyss, because the seals of the other two Jedi are loose? Or...these demon masters are connected to the heart demon realm?!"

At this time, he tasted the benefits of being a double agent.

Ileg can say this to him, which is obviously a sign of increased trust.

‘However, it is good to have changes. If there is no drastic change in the heart demon battlefield, how can I have a chance to fish in troubled waters? '

Fang Yuan laughed silently in his heart, pressed down his arms overwhelmingly, and slammed Ancient God Mo Long into the ground.

Snapped!

A hole suddenly appeared on the ground, and a large number of spider web-like cracks spread.

"You... really pissed me off!"

Molong roared, the floor plate exploded, and a huge black dragon rushed out.

He has a horse head and antlers, lips with fish whiskers, four claws on his belly, and five toes in each claw. He is a real dragon that can swim in water!

After transforming into a dragon body, the figure of Ancient God Molong swelled hundreds of times, but unfortunately in front of Fang Yuan's incarnation of the chaotic giant, he was still like a little black snake.

"The supernatural powers of the Dragon Clan——Fa Tian Xiang Di!"

But in the next instant, Ancient God Molong roared, his figure skyrocketed, and he became even more square in an instant.

Even, the defense of the dragon scales and the attack power of the dragon claws have not been reduced in the slightest.

"Sure enough... the ancient gods always have some tricks! But there is still a huge difference between just obtaining a share of the personality and truly mastering the source power!"

Although he concealed his strength, Fang Yuan had no doubts that his body as a chaotic giant could beat two ancient gods at the Duke level!

After all, the ancient gods only hold the original share, like a small shareholder of the company, and they only hold a small amount of shares in the world, and cannot realize the shares.

But Fang Yuan is different!

His source power truly belongs to him and can be 100% effective.

The gap here may not be so obvious in the spirit world, but it is immediately revealed on the battlefield of the heart demon.

"The world of demons is my home field! Here, my every move will be enhanced by the surrounding environment..."

Fang Yuan looked at the black dragon in front of him, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "And what about you? How many of your every move, and even your supernatural powers can pass through the heart demon battlefield and the seal outside, and make the source force bless you?" to you?"

He raised his arms high, and a terrifying aura immediately dissipated from his body: "Origin force... Extinction!"

"No!!!"

Fighting King, who was confronting Ileg, frowned and looked towards the nearby battlefield.

There, a giant black dragon was slapped on the ground by a giant demon lord. The scales of the dragon were shattered, and the dragon's blood flew across it, screaming like a pig being slaughtered.

"The strength of the ancient gods sent by the heavens this time is really too bad!"

While his face darkened, King Dou Zhan was also dissatisfied: "Although I know that Heavenly Court regards my place as a place of distribution, but next time I must warn them not to send all waste here!"

In fact, he had wronged Mo Long a little bit.

Although this guy is not the strongest among Feng Gong, he is not at the bottom either, especially the dragon-shaped avatar, whose fighting power is not trivial.

However, it met Fang Yuan!

In terms of actual combat experience, Fang Yuan is extremely rich, and he even grasped the weakness of the ancient gods, directly overwhelmed people with force, gained the upper hand, and then chased and fought fiercely.

"Du Zhan Wang, at this moment, do you still care about the outside world?"

Eliger grinned.

King Dou Zhan froze, looking at his chest.

There, a spore grew out of nowhere, like a mushroom, with a woman's face emerging in the middle.

The woman looked like Ileg, but at this moment, blood and tears flowed from her eyes, and she screamed: "Chirp!!!"

"No! This is... the poison of the illusion?!"

Dou Zhan Wang's pupils shrank: "I am the Son of Heaven, and I have the protection of myriad spirits and gods. The mere poison of illusion wants to hurt me? Give me a trick——the magic spell of all spirits and kings!"

Ho ho!

Around him, nine purple dragons appeared vigorously.

At the same time, within his flesh orifice, many hidden acupuncture points opened, as if they had turned into stars, and divine power spread out one after another.

In each of his acupuncture points, there seems to be a god sitting upright, praying for him in a special form.

A large number of Hengsha-like incantations emerged, forming a light curtain to protect the body.

King Dou Zhan woke up immediately, and looked at his chest again, where was the slightest trace of that woman's face?

"You can use poison to simulate the effect of illusion, and I didn't realize it at first. Your understanding and path in this regard are really amazing!"

"But...it's useless, my protective spell is specially enlightened to deal with your poison!"

King Dou Zhan said with great confidence.

"poison?"

At this time, Yileg smiled a little secretly: "Do you think...the only true form of poison is this?"

Like Fang Yuan, she, the Demon Lord, obviously kept her trump card: "Du Zhan Wang, let you really experience the original ability I have obtained!"

As soon as the words fell, behind her, a black face emerged.

This human face is very distorted, just looking at it, it seems to be a collection of all the pain in the world, with an indescribable charm.

Dou Zhanwang just glanced at it, and his face changed continuously.

Only at this time, it was already too late.

The light on his body stagnated, and the phantoms of gods in many acupuncture points were instantly destroyed. Some were dying, some were bleeding, and some even turned into a pool of pus and blood strangely.

In an instant, all the immortals and gods in the sky were reduced to ashes, and the protective spell of all spirits and kings was broken immediately.

"This is... a curse!"

A breath of decay emerged from Dou Zhan Wang.

He looked at Eliger, his voice hoarse.

"The extreme of poison is the curse! Of course, I prefer to call it the devil cause! As long as you fall into my trap, even if you flee to the ends of the earth, you still cannot get rid of my curse!"

Yileg laughed coquettishly, and a large number of vines flew out from under his body, sweeping towards the fighting king, like a cage.

Beside them, the remaining three ancient gods from the Hydra and Crow battle also had the upper hand.

"Curse... the devil's cause? It's really weird!"

Fang Yuan scanned the audience, seeing this scene, his expression was a little strange.

This woman, Yileg, obviously hid her hand, which is normal, but the feeling that this kind of curse gave Fang Yuan was somewhat similar to the world of purple eyes.

"Strange, infinite, and powerful... These are the characteristics of the source power of the inner demon!"

He didn't take it seriously, and looked at Mo Long in front of him.

This original ancient god now looked very miserable, even one of the dragon's horns on top of his head was broken, which was severed by Fang Yuan's strange power.

"The devil...very good!"

There was a burst of brilliance on the black dragon, and it turned into a human form again. Molong God gave Fang Yuan a hard look: "You are the first one who can hurt me to such a degree in thousands of years! Remember it to me! "

After letting go of the cruel words, he turned around, instead of coming up to fight desperately, he moved closer to the positions of the other three ancient gods.

Obviously, after finding out that he couldn't match him, the god immediately thought of running away.

For such existences, survival is the first priority, and there is no shame in escaping when they are incapable.

Even the Emperor of Heaven cannot force an ancient god to perform the task of ten deaths and no life!

Unfortunately, Fang Yuan certainly wouldn't let him go like this.

Looking at Mo Long who started to flee, Fang Yuan smiled coldly and put his five fingers together.

A chaotic atmosphere suddenly appeared on his fist.

The surrounding space is stagnant, and the four images of earth, fire, feng shui are vaguely emerging.

"If you can take my punch, what's the point of letting you go this time?"

Fang Yuan laughed and punched out.

Boom!

The entire battlefield is stagnant.

A huge fist print emerged, freezing the void, refining chaos, and the air of earth, fire, geomantic omen and water overflowed.

The Divine Fist of Creation driven by source power!

Even without using the sword array, the power of this fist is more than a thousand times stronger than when it was in the lower realm?

Crash!

With one punch, even the space in the heart demon battlefield is a little unstable, the fist prints are condensed, and there is a vague stagnation in the void, an eternally immobile posture.

"Dao... Dao marks?!"

Ancient God Molong was horrified, although the other party's fist only smelled of Dao marks, but He knew best what it meant.

Being able to condense the meaning of dao marks means that he has begun to realize the dao, and even has a rudimentary form of the emperor's move.

Such an existence may even be promoted to the emperor in the future!

His soul was scattered, and he flew desperately towards the location of the three ancient gods: "Save me!"

boom!

It's a pity, how fast is the Good Fortune Fist? Almost at the moment when he sent out his divine thoughts for help, a huge fist was printed on his body.

Click!

Without any luck, the body of the ancient god immediately shattered into pieces, and a cyan-purple god appeared in the center, engulfed by a divine soul, and wanted to transfer it with lightning speed.

However, the Chaos Giant's skill is unimaginably agile. With a big hand, the dissipated air of earth, fire, feng shui solidified immediately, forming a four-color seal, enclosing the primordial spirit and the divine seat of the ancient god Molong like a treasure in amber. Wrapped up like a small bug.

"Molong... has fallen? Didn't even escape the soul?"

The three ancient gods who were fighting the Hydra and the Raven of Life and Death suddenly turned pale with horror.

An ancient god fell right in front of them, and the impact it brought was obviously unparalleled.

Even Dou Zhanwang's momentum stagnated, and three of the nine purple dragons around him were instantly turned into flying ash under the siege of vines.

"Hee hee... Nightmare, well done!"

A trace of surprise flashed in Yileg's eyes, and then turned fierce again: "It's just... take this opportunity to completely destroy Tiangong!"

"Back to the Heavenly Palace!"

Dou Zhanwang turned around abruptly: "Relying on the restraint defense, I want to see how long these demon lords dare to be rampant?"