Chapter 577 He Has Been Practicing for Less than 5,000 Years?

That kind of existence, the law of the Great Dao is perfect, and the divine body alone reaches 300 billion feet. It can hold up the chaos with both hands and open up a huge universe that belongs to itself.

Even his Soul Screamer is far from comparable.

This realm is too terrifying, enough to eclipse everyone. The power of creating the world, even the Eternal Lord who controls the order will be extremely courteous to the other party.

Because this kind of existence is extremely rare, even rarer than the Eternal Lord in a sense. They are called the Chaos Lord by the monks of the 300 billion Chaos Interlayer World.

It means the Lord of Chaos. After all, the Eternal Lord cannot be achieved by cultivation, and it all depends on the favor of the Chaos Order.

They may have love and hatred, or they may not like to cultivate, and they may have all kinds of distractions, but the Chaos Lord is different. Each of them is persistent in the Great Dao, and they are absolutely gods!

The Soul Screamer naturally hopes that he can achieve that kind of achievement.

Those who can escape the end of the Chaos Era, whether they are innate demon gods or acquired practitioners, are not ordinary people.

For their own path and road, they will spare no expense, even making plans of billions.

"Ancestor, I have a way. Following the path that Su Changqing's beast has taken, we will naturally not be afraid of those order chains."

At this moment, Jiuyou Demon Ancestor stared at the endless Immortal Mountains, and suddenly remembered something and spoke.

The beast under Su Changqing's seat is indeed an extraordinary creature. Its huge body is nearly ten million feet long. Wherever it passes is a road of ice, an overwhelming road of ice.

They can just follow behind it.

"What a joke, I, a chaotic god and demon born from the innate, need to borrow the path of a post-natal cultivator who has practiced for less than five thousand years?" Chen Mu frowned and said coldly.

"He has practiced for less than five thousand years?"

Jiuyou Demon Ancestor was stunned, looking at the figure in white clothes like snow in front of him, and was completely shocked.

The other party was obviously forged with the killing power of the Dao of the Sword, and even compared with the Dao of the Sword, and it can be called the strongest killing Dao of the Three Thousand Daos, but his practice is so short.

"Follow me!" Chen Mu snorted coldly, stretched out his hand, and a black horn emerged, like a half moon.

Woo~~!

The huge horn sounded, as if it resounded in the depths of the soul, sweeping over like an overwhelming force, and a phantom appeared in front of him.

Its human face and facial features, eyes closed, face flawless, like a god, but below is a scarlet and dazzling body like a spider, with long legs that are hideous and terrifying.

This weird creature really doesn't look like a good thing, which makes the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor frown slightly.

"Is this your body?"

"No, but it's almost the same. This is my offspring." Chen Mu sneered and blew the half-moon horn. The earth cracked, and one after another human-faced spiders emerged on the ground.

They have terrible bodies, but they seem to have no souls. They stand in place and don't move.

"My body is not strong enough, so I slaughtered half of the creatures in the Chaos World to create life. They have no souls, but their bodies are surprisingly strong."

"This Chaos World is very weak. There is only one super-level Dao Ancestor who is still in the Death Abyss. When he reacted, he immediately came to kill me, but I caught him and tortured him for three Chaos Eras!" Chen Mu said with a hint of interest.

The will of the super-level Dao Ancestor is still very strong, and if the other party is determined to escape and plunges into the Death Abyss, even he has no good way to kill the other party.

After all, he cannot use his magical powers in the Death Abyss.

But the other party was determined to avenge his world, so he was naturally caught by the Soul Screamer.

The face of the Nine Nether Demon Ancestor did not change. He stared at the playful smile on Chen Mu's mouth, and his heart was secretly numb. This dog thing is really not a good thing. It tastes a bit like trying to get the skin of a tiger.

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