Chapter 1806: Powerful Enemy, Self-Destructive Sword

Lin Shan took a deep breath. Even he had a fleeting fear in his eyes.

What kind of existence is this?

Just seeing it made him feel extremely twisted from the bottom of his heart.

Now, he had the idea of ​​committing suicide immediately. His hands were shaking uncontrollably, not out of pure fear, but out of control.

His heart was shrouded in a gloomy darkness, and his eyes became pitch black.

His consciousness also fell directly into darkness.

"You can't look at it."

Suddenly, a voice pulled Lin Shan out of the darkness.

Lin Shan shook his head vigorously, as if he wanted to use this physical method to get the negative thoughts out of his mind.

After regaining consciousness, Lin Shan immediately looked towards the source of the sound.

A clean little monk stood next to the twisted being.

No, he wasn't standing next to him, he was growing up with the twisted creature next to him.

A string of small Buddhist beads hangs around the young monk's neck, and there is a golden symbol of the Bana flower in the shape of his eyebrows.

Thousands of silk threads extend downward from his two hands.

He controls all those elf puppets.

"Kid, it was just a formality. What are you doing here?"

The little monk looked at Lin Shan with a strange smile.

Lin Shan took a step back slightly.

Disorganized?

Even higher!

The so-called wrath of nature is meant to kill people?

This twisted creature and the little monk are the source of nature's wrath.

Lin Shan took a deep breath and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You know, just now, you did something earth-shattering." The little monk gently raised his hands.

The thousands of elven puppets below instantly appeared behind him.

"You changed the method of ascending to heaven, although it is only the method of ascending to the sky of the indescribable level."

"But the method of ascending to the sky is the way to reach the sky and the source method of nature."

"It is impossible to change, unless you hold the key to changing the law..."

The little monk's smile became more and more weird.

"What is this place?"

Suppressing the ominous feeling in his heart, Lin Shan chose to remain silent and told him where this place was, which might bring disaster.

Seeing that Lin Shan remained silent, the young monk gently raised his hands again.

The number of elf puppets behind him gradually decreased and began to merge, until finally only one puppet remained.

"How about defeating it and I'll give you a pass?"

The little monk pointed to the puppet standing next to him.

"It's a deal." Lin Shan looked at the young monk and controlled his peripheral vision not to look at the twisted existence next to him.

As for the fused elf puppet, it was only at the level of the Indescribable. Lin Shan felt that he could not lose at the same level.

The only thing that worried him was the little monk in front of him and the twisted existence next to him.

If he wins, will the other party really leave?

"Ah! Idiot, idiot Lin Shan!"

"Don't believe this stinky monk!"

"Run! Run!!!!"

Just then.

A strange voice suddenly came from my mind.

"You can't die here!"

"You know how troublesome it will be?"

Lin Shan closed his eyes, trying to find the thing that made the sound through the sound.

But no matter how he searched, he couldn't find the other party's hiding place.

According to Tushan Jiuqi, the person who just spoke may be the creature from the Origin World trapped in his body.

What trouble is it talking about?

After saying a few words, the thing fell silent.

"Since you agree, let's get started." The little monk said.

"Wait a minute." Lin Shan suddenly shouted to stop.

"What's wrong?" The little monk stared at Lin Shan with a strange smile, "Is there anything else?"

"I want to know, what key are you talking about?" Lin Shan asked.

In fact, he was not too curious. The so-called key was most likely the Wanwu Holy Body, and he used the Wanwu Holy Body to modify the method of ascending to heaven.

He asked this question to delay time. He felt that the thing in his head would continue to talk, but he couldn't finish it all at once.

The little monk smiled, and the corners of his mouth were pulled down to the corners of his eyes.

"There is only one place in this world where the rules of nature can be changed."

"Have you been to the Source Realm?"

"What was brought out of it?"

"I don't care what you bring out. As long as you can tell me the location of the source world, I won't kill you."

"How about it? Do you want me to do it myself?"

Source world?

Lin Shan's heart began to beat rapidly and uncontrollably.

This guy's mouth is the source world.

It is enough to prove that his level is definitely not as simple as that of a disordered person.

Doesn’t it mean the wrath of nature?

Why is the source world involved again?

"He is half-detached!"

"He is going to search your memory directly! You will really die!"

"run!"

The voice appeared again, bringing even worse news.

run?

Where is he going?

Lin Shan felt a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

How could he escape in the hands of the Transcendent One? Even if it was a half-step of transcendence, it would still be a more powerful existence than the legendary Unbalanced One, overwhelming the Eternal One by almost two major classes.

Running is impossible.

But it was even more impossible for Lin Shan to accept his fate. He had never believed in fate.

Lin Shan quickly sorted out the trump cards he could use.

At present, the only thing that could cause harm to the young monk is the Hengdao that has been charged for a thousand years.

But Lin Shan had no idea whether he could cross nearly four levels and cause harm.

"He doesn't belong here!"

"It won't be long before they are forcibly driven away by nature!"

"Don't die!"

After saying the last sentence, the voice seemed to have lost all its strength and fell completely silent.

"I don't know what the source world you are talking about is."

It was naturally impossible for Lin Shan to tell the monk what Yu Huo was trying so hard to protect.

It turns out that in addition to the outer gods, there are other creatures who want to get the fragments of the source world.

Also, in Lin Shan's view, the fragments of the Source Realm are the transcendent manufacturing machines, and no civilization or individual is not greedy for them.

"It's okay." The little monk smiled strangely, "I can see for myself."

He patted the twisted creature next to him and said, "Don't worry, we have to follow the rules."

After speaking, his fingers shook slightly.

The elf puppet rushed towards Lin Shan as quickly as lightning.

At the moment when the elf puppet rushed towards Lin Shan, Lin Shan's eyes narrowed and he quickly drew out the horizontal knife.

Without hesitation, he charged up the sword and slashed out.

However, this knife did not point directly at the elf puppet, but accurately slashed at the thread connecting the puppet.

As the blade passed by, the silk thread connecting the puppet was broken. The elf puppet instantly lost control and began to fall feebly downward.

Looking at the approaching blade, a strange color flashed in the little monk's eyes, and he immediately stretched out his small palm.

Wherever the sword light passed, the void was torn apart directly.

All matter within two scales in diameter was annihilated in the aftermath of this terrifying sword light.

Mountains and rivers collapsed, rivers evaporated, stars fell, and everything was reduced to nothingness under the power of destruction.

When the aftermath dissipated, there was only chaos all around, as if the world had not yet opened.

The little monk used two fingers to hold the edge of the horizontal knife firmly.

He stood there without any damage, looking calm as usual.

Lin Shan held back the tremor in his heart and put away the knife expressionlessly.

"The puppet is broken, I won." Lin Shan said calmly.

The little monk's smile froze on his face.

He slowly stretched out his other hand and patted Lin Shan.

High in the sky, a big golden hand condensed and formed in the air, like the hand of a god, exuding endless pressure.

This golden hand was so big that it had no boundaries. It descended from the sky and pressed towards Lin Shan with the power to destroy the heaven and the earth.

Lin Shan couldn't move, and his body kept shaking under the huge pressure.

The big golden hand fell quickly, passed straight through the young monk's body, and took Lin Shan downwards.

The Heng Dao was still held in the young monk's hand, and he looked at the blade made of light in his hand.

"A transcendent-level source weapon created the day after tomorrow? That's right, this kind of material is only available in the source world."

"It's a pity...it doesn't suit me."

Just when he was about to put away the horizontal knife.

The Hengdao suddenly emitted a blazing light.

The blade seemed to be ignited, igniting with blazing flames. The runes on the blade lit up one by one, as if countless ancient powers were surging in it, making a low roar.

"Boom!"

Immediately afterwards, a terrifying force exploded.

A circle of colorless ripples spread, covering millions of ticks in the surrounding area.

The sky and the earth were eclipsed, but no damage was caused.

Only the little monk and the twisted existence disappeared.

The horizontal knife turned into pieces and fell to the ground below.