Chapter 624 Mark

Wherever the eyes can see, there are sparkling waves in all directions.

In addition, the dark black flames are burning quietly, the blood mist is gradually rising, and there is also the familiar blue light, which occupies almost all the sights from nothing.

The Lord of Galan turned into a long rainbow, and just took a step away, the surrounding environment suddenly changed, as if he had arrived outside the battlefield of despair in an instant.

"This is his last shackle, not my last shackle, but it can still have such a direct impact on me?"

"It came with the pressure of the fist, and even disturbed my perception, trying to achieve the purpose of imprisonment and restraint, and not letting me withdraw."

The Lord of Galan had a flash of thought in his mind. The first thing he thought about was not how to get out of the predicament, but he fell into the long-lost memories inexplicably, thinking of the path that Teacher Mingyuan had taken.

That is to integrate all kinds of original power and incorporate them into himself one by one.

Then based on this, try to break the barrier, break through the existing realm level, and reach the pinnacle of the Supreme Lord, that is, the height of the master at the source of the long river of time and space.

In order to achieve his plan, Lord Mingyuan even went to the extent of being enemies with several Lords at the beginning of the chaos, and finally killed them all after paying a huge price, and then extracted and devoured various origin powers.

But the final result ended in failure.

Even with Lord Mingyuan's accumulation and strength, he could not handle the collision and backlash of different origin powers.

Until he ended up with a miserable ending where his true spirit and soul were destroyed and his body was torn into pieces.

Lord Galan thought about this, and suddenly an idea that he had never had before came to his mind.

If Master Mingyuan could integrate different origin powers into himself before pushing open the door to the gods, instead of taking action after becoming the supreme Lord, could he really walk the path he envisioned?

Or is it that the guy behind him is too talented, and only he can walk this path to the end?

If it is really possible, wouldn't it be that once he breaks the twelve shackles and pushes open the door to the gods to go deeper, he will eventually achieve the pinnacle of the supreme god, the master of time and space at the source of the long river?

Going further, if he can occupy the magpie's nest one step ahead, it is definitely worth risking everything and risking his life.

Boom! ! !

The golden waves rippled, and the dark flames surged.

And in the depths of the black flames, the fist was pressing down.

The last moment seemed to be far away in the sky.

The next moment it was already in front of him.

It was only a hair's breadth away from being imprinted on the body of the Galan God.

But at the critical moment, the Galan God did not show any surprised and panic expression, nor did he show the stunned and absent-minded expression just now. Instead, his eyes revealed a hint of coldness and determination.

He suddenly froze.

His hands, which were pale and almost transparent, suddenly raised up.

The palms were facing each other, and the ten fingers were intertwined.

A bright light bloomed inside.

All the mist was dispersed in an instant, reflecting the figure wearing a bamboo hat and a straw raincoat, like a demon god descending.

He was swinging his fist and smashing it down from top to bottom.

Boom! ! !

Wei Tao's fist fell, hitting the center of the palm of the Galan God.

The fist was surging, and it collided head-on with the azure light.

Time seemed to have stopped at this moment.

Two figures stood opposite each other.

One stepped forward and punched.

The other stood in silence, holding up his hands.

It solidified into an absolutely still dark picture.

It was like two lifelike statues standing in the middle of an endless blood-red plain.

But in the next moment, the still picture suddenly changed.

It was as if a pair of invisible hands splashed ink and brushed, wiping out all the blood without a sound.

From then on, the battlefield of despair disappeared, replaced by a heavy mountain and a surging and changing blue ocean.

The two, one above and one below, slowly approached each other and were about to collide head-on in the middle of the scroll.

I don't know how long it will take.

Perhaps it was just a very brief moment.

The mountains and the sea finally merged into one.

In contrast, Wei Tao's fist finally hit Galan's raised palm.

In an instant, the picture became still again.

Until a light snap sounded quietly, everything suddenly returned to its original state.

Wei Tao's fist fell, and Galan raised his hand to block it.

The fist and palm intersected, making a light snap sound.

It looked like two ordinary people playing.

One hit him on the head, and the other raised his hand to catch it.

The movement was gentle and slow, without any force.

There was no extraordinary phenomenon at all.

But in the next moment, two balls of blood mist exploded at the same time.

One was scarlet, and the other was azure.

The two sides merged into one, as if they were indistinguishable from each other.

Blue blood surged from the seven orifices of the Galan God Lord, and deep wounds that could be seen to the bone exploded in the palms of his hands. The surface of his arms, which were already scarred, instantly had countless finer cracks.

In this situation, he did not retreat or give in, but took a step forward and rushed forward.

With his palms on the left and right, two ice lotuses suddenly bloomed, drawing two arcs, and fell silently towards Wei Tao's temples on both sides.

Wei Tao had a blank expression on his face and did not dodge.

He threw out his fists at the same time like lightning, and met the double lotus head-on before it closed.

The moment the fists and palms collided again, an unprecedented explosion was triggered.

It was in sharp contrast to the silence just now, and even the battlefield of despair was shaken and turbulent.

Boom boom boom boom!

In the center of the violent force, even though the Lord of Galan was covered in blood and his body was covered with dense cracks, he could still burst out the power of the origin again and again. He not only resisted Wei Tao's punch after punch, but also forced him to retreat continuously. Even the towering mountain that appeared and disappeared from time to time was smashed into more dark cracks.

Countless black-scaled tentacles swarmed up, trying to drill into the cracks to cut and devour.

But they were often frozen by the seal, and then shattered and fell to the ground, and no trace of any life breath could be found.

Boom!!!

Another earth-shattering collision.

A large area of ​​blood-red plains was instantly frozen, and then exploded violently under the terrifying impact.

It formed deep and bottomless gullies, and the inside seemed to be surging with blood and flesh, emitting a strong fishy and sweet smell.

The two figures retreated and fell into the dark red abyss at the same time, just like two mosquitoes that disappeared in an instant.

"As expected of the Supreme Lord, even though he was seriously injured, he could suppress me."

Wei Tao stood up straight and exhaled a breath of bloody turbid air. He had just jumped out of the bloody abyss, and he couldn't help but squint his eyes because of the cold breath coming towards him.

Buzz buzz buzz...

Dozens of ice lotuses as big as palaces whirred and spun, rushing straight towards his body.

And behind the ice lotuses, there was a blue light that shot out, and in an instant it was already in front of him.

Blood mist exploded around Wei Tao, and he punched the ice lotus repeatedly.

Then he closed his arms to protect himself, and rushed forward without any hesitation, heading straight for the blue light that shot out with a more wild and violent attitude.

The two sides collided again.

The explosion was more violent than before.

A tall figure flew back along the original path at a speed several times faster than before, and the afterimage it left was almost a straight line.

Wei Tao's legs sank into the newly formed ice layer, and he sank down like a ground-penetrating bomb.

He fell into the bottomless blood-red abyss again, and even made people wonder if he was going to smash through the battlefield of despair.

"It's hard to imagine that he has not yet broken the last shackles and is still an ordinary cultivator who has not stood in front of the gate of the god."

"Extremely strong defense, extremely violent power, and the soul and flesh that surprised me. It seems that if you want to seize this person's body, you must first open a gap in his defense and destroy the foundation of the soul and flesh, so that you can successfully occupy his body.

Fortunately, I am determined to sacrifice my divine body and fight him at all costs. Otherwise, I might be worn down by him bit by bit and become the first origin god to die at the hands of an ordinary cultivator."

The Galan God Lord had no expression on his face. He slowly straightened his scarred body and looked down at the deep canyon he had broken.

Time passed bit by bit.

Although he did not find Wei Tao, he was not in a hurry. Instead, he adjusted and recovered his body and suppressed the light and dark mark in the center of his eyebrows that was getting out of control.

After all, the previous continuous battles, especially the almost all-out struggle against the barrier that looked like a mountain, even with the high realm of the Supreme God Lord, he was already a little weak and exhausted after being severely injured, and he needed to give himself enough time to recover.

Otherwise, if the hidden injuries left by the light and dark controllers were allowed to erupt, perhaps before trying to occupy the magpie's nest, he would fall into a real life and death crisis first, and if he was not careful, his soul would be destroyed, just like other gods who died in the chaos.

Lord Galan closed his eyes to rest, and at the same time secretly explored and sensed, and drove away the influence of the battlefield of despair bit by bit, looking for the figure of the hat and raincoat.

But to his surprise, the other party seemed to have merged into the battlefield of despair and disappeared completely, and even he could hardly catch a trace of life breath.

Unknowingly, another period of time passed.

Lord Galan barely suppressed the backlash of the light and dark marks, and at this time, he took a light step and fell straight into the blood-red abyss in front of him.

He had no other choice. After he made up his mind to replace the other party and walk the path of becoming a god again, he had no way back.

He had to complete the possession before the light and dark marks erupted and the divine body collapsed, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous. The best outcome would be the same as that of the Blood Prison Lord, with only a few remnants of the true spirit lingering and hiding in the dark corners of the desperate battlefield.

Not long after, the Galan Lord narrowed his eyes slightly, with a little surprise on his face, watching the large area of ​​scarlet below become dry and gray, as if all nutrients were drained.

More importantly, the gray and dry area was still spreading rapidly, and it could be seen spreading in all directions with the naked eye.

In just the short time it stayed there to suppress its injuries, it had occupied an unknown amount of space in the bloody abyss.

Boom!

Boom!

A dull and vast sound rang out.

It was like a heavy hammer beating a drum, hitting the Galan Lord's heart again and again.

He took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. At this moment, he sensed the sudden and surging breath of life coming from the bottom of a dry and dark abyss.

"This is the sound of a heartbeat."

A thought flashed through the mind of the Lord of Galan.

Before he could react, he heard a slight click in his ear.

It was as if glass fell to the ground, leaving a transparent crack.

Then there were continuous crackling sounds.

It was as if the cracks spread out and formed a criss-crossing spider web.

In the process, there were also sharp frictions that made people's scalps numb, and the sound of cutting and crushing, and the continuous sound of breaking came at the same time.

"I was suppressing the light and dark marks and adjusting and restoring my body, but he was not idle either. He not only devoured and absorbed a large amount of the essence of the blood and flesh of the Blood Prison, but also took this opportunity to go further and opened the last shackles more.

If it weren't for the original power I sent at the beginning, and the subsequent life-and-death confrontation with him at all costs, he would not have been able to reach this step so quickly.

It is really unpredictable, fate is hard to follow, but it is linked together, step by step, even if I have the power of the Lord, I can't see through the clouds and fog to see the true face."

"Very good, the more this is the case, the more I am sure of my judgment, which shows that this choice that almost bets everything on has not really disappointed me after all."

The Lord of Galan took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, and the sight was a gloomy and gray color.

Afterwards, a little golden light lit up in the depths of the blood, silently turning into sparkling waves, like pieces of golden fish scales in sight.

Then, the dark black flames ignited, the blood mist rose, and the icy breath that belonged to it also appeared one by one in the golden waves.

Crash!!!

Suddenly, a figure rushed out from the black flames, blood mist and ice mist.

It smashed the blooming ice lotus along the way.

It also penetrated the surging blue waves.

With a violent momentum that seemed to smash and crush everything, it punched the suspended Galan God Lord.

The two figures met again and collided head-on in the void.

The rumbling sound was connected, like a series of thunders, which instantly broke the blood-colored abyss and collapsed.

The destruction spread outward quickly, and a large area of ​​scarlet plains fell down and collapsed.

First, it was instantly sealed and frozen by the ice-blue light, and then it turned into waves under the violent impact, blocking all sights.

After an unknown amount of time, the two figures suddenly merged into one, then slowly retreated backwards, sinking into the completely changed scarlet plain.

After a few breaths.

A bloody, broken arm with visible injuries broke through the ice and struggled to stabilize its body on the messy ground.

Wei Tao was trembling slightly, and he was extremely weak and exhausted.

In the previous battle, he triggered the twelfth shackle to burst out with all his strength, and persisted for such a long time, almost exhausting all his physical strength.

But even so, he did not kill the seriously injured Galan God on the spot.

But it was finally over.

Wei Tao could feel that compared to his own weakness, the other party was truly exhausted and completely exhausted.

Now he just needed to walk over and eat the body of the god on the verge of collapse.

Perhaps after absorbing all the God Lord's essence, not only can the injuries be fully recovered, but it can even go a step further and break more gaps in the last shackle that is beyond imagination, laying a more solid foundation for pushing open the door to God.

"Do you think I am a joke in your eyes?"

The Lord of Galan leaned against the ice and raised his head with difficulty. On his bloody face, a complex smile appeared.

Wei Tao stopped and stretched out black-scale tentacles from under the straw raincoat, piercing deeply into the body full of cracks.

He exhaled a long breath of turbid air, "Senior Galan's word 'also' makes me think a little more. Could it be that in the high and mighty circle of God Lords, you are often looked down upon and ridiculed?"

"When Teacher Mingyuan was still alive, no one dared to laugh at me, but when Teacher Mingyuan died..."

Lord Galan did not continue, but shook his head slowly, "After all, my position as God Lord is due to my good fortune. I was possessed by the power of the origin without knowing it, which laid the foundation for becoming a God.

Secondly, it is due to the discovery and guidance of Teacher Mingyuan. If it were not for his earnest teachings, I would not be able to reach the Six Paths until my life was exhausted, let alone complete the three levels of becoming a God and then open the mysterious door.

So even though I know that the teacher has his own purpose in promoting me, and even regards me as his food and container, I have no complaints about it, and I am just waiting for that day to come. "

Speaking of this, Lord Galan sighed, "But the teacher died when he said he would. Such a brilliant person could not contain the different origins of power and did not complete the path of domination that he thought. It is really a pity and a great deal of emotion. "

It sensed the loss of power, but let it go without any reaction, just continued to speak intermittently, "So after meeting you, I suddenly rekindled hope and wanted to try Teacher Mingyuan's path to see if it could really work.

Unfortunately, I was seriously injured by the combined control of the controller, and a light and dark mark was left, which eventually led to the end of losing the gamble, and even a remnant of the true spirit could not escape. "

"Senior Galan told me this, is it to say that you are unlucky and not the fault of war? "

"No, win is win, lose is lose, there is no reason to explain. "

"I am just a little curious and want to know whether the path chosen by the teacher can continue. "

The Lord of Galan said, "So in addition to the power of the origin, I am going to pass on to you all the teachings of my teacher and my own insignificant insights. Then I will also tell you how to find the traces of the Blood Prison Remnant more quickly and do my best to help you. I only hope that you can burn a sacrificial talisman to tell me and Teacher Mingyuan whether you succeed or not in the future."

Under Wei Tao's unblinking gaze, the Lord of Galan spread out his palm with difficulty and slowly condensed a unique ice lotus.

It rotated slowly, without any breath of power inside, only countless complex runes, which came into his eyes.

Wei Tao held his breath and concentrated, deeply and carefully perceived.

For a moment, he couldn't help but be attracted by all his mind.

But at this moment, the Lord of Galan used up all his strength and uttered the last two words with a faint breath.

"Be careful!"

Huh! ?

Be careful of what?

Wei Tao suddenly came back to his senses and saw a mark of light and darkness interweaving, which suddenly burst out from the center of the brow of the Galan God Lord, instantly dispersing the illusory ice lotus and occupying his entire sight.

He took another look, and his expression suddenly changed.