From the demon lord, the world will be in chaos.

Chapter 150: Decisive Battle (VII)

Suddenly, a gentle thought appeared in Xiaoyu's body, trying to guide something.

Xiaoyu turned around blankly, and the golden light on her body became more and more abundant and more dazzling.

The sky turned completely blood red at this moment, but it surrendered at her feet.

In a moment of distraction, she somehow found herself at the battlefield.

This seems to be the only pure land left now.

She looked around silently. Ximu and Jackie Chan were gone, as if they had not caught up with her.

The golden particles left a long trail in the air and merged into Xiaoyu's body.

That gentle thought became more and more obvious.

Xiaoyu did not resist and raised her right hand obediently.

hum~
The golden particles in the long track behind her quickly entered her body, and the sacred power seemed to be greatly activated, giving her face a sacred feeling.

At this moment, Xiaoyu completely gave up control of her body and allowed that weak will to control her body.

hum~
A humming sound that seemed to come from eternity rang out from her body, and the disc of the sun appeared behind her, crushing the broken abyss controller on the ground with a violent posture.

Without resistance, without surprise, a powerful king was wiped out into nothingness under the sun disk.

Only a heart mixed with scarlet and black remained in place, and it crystallized very quickly.

Xiaoyu felt the sudden weakness in her body and sighed deeply in her heart.

As if a blessing came to him, his voice became gentle and firm, and he said four words lightly: "Those who insult the king shall die!"

hum~
The golden light particles completely dissipated at this moment, and the ground beneath the feet also completely turned bright red.

Behind him, Ximu, who had just arrived here, was stunned. He turned around silently, without saying a word, and left step by step.

His aura gradually emerged, and he murmured in a low voice: "Yes, there are still enemies in the abyss. The Thunder Beast was killed by them. I can't be sad. I have to avenge her. My Titan can't die in vain. They must be buried with me."

In contrast to the whispering, Ximu's aura was growing stronger and stronger. For the first time, the sky began to tremble violently, and as his footsteps became faster and faster, the ground was cracking.

Ximu never thought that the red sky could be so dazzling.

It’s really annoying, as annoying as the flute.

Xiaoyu picked up the [Abyss Crystal Core] and looked at Ximu's back, silent.

Jackie Chan also came here at this time. He patted Xiaoyu's shoulder in silence and said with some emotion: "Let's go! The little dragons still need protection. Don't run around like this next time."

Xiaoyu was stunned, looking at the crystal core as big as a human head in her hand, and became even more silent for a while.

"Uncle Long, where do you think people go after they die?"

Jackie Chan touched Xiaoyu's head, took her hand, and walked towards the broken mountains in the distance.

He answered softly, "I don't know."

"So after death, will we be unable to see anything? Will we also be unable to know anything?"

Jackie Chan looked at the girl who was a little depressed, thought for a moment, squatted down, and looked into Xiaoyu's eyes very seriously.

Then he said, "Xiaoyu, everyone in the world will die. The dead are gone, and the living will remember them. It is enough for you to explore this world and accomplish things that you think are meaningful while you are alive."

"But."

"Okay, Xiaoyu." Jackie Chan interrupted the girl.

A smile appeared on his face: "You are still young, you shouldn't fall into such emotions. Death is very profound. You have to wait until you are an adult to understand it."

"All you have to do now is to grow up happily. Uncle Long and Dad will take care of the rest."

Xiaoyu lowered her head, looked at the abyss crystal core, and stopped talking for a while.

Jackie Chan stood up, touched Xiaoyu's head, led her forward, and slowly walked into the mountains.

"Cough cough~"

A light cough broke the silence in the mountains.

Ao Jing stared blankly at the golden light disappearing in the distance and the dream that suddenly shattered, with his head down and no words.

After three months of getting along with them, he seemed to have somewhat integrated into this group of creatures, and his heart ached.

Tap tap tap tap
The low footsteps faded away, and the cat-man didn't even look back, but walked forward slowly and firmly, holding his weapon.

"Wait a minute."

Ao Jing spoke for who knows how many times. The footsteps in the distance paused slightly, then continued walking without answering his words.

"hu~hu~"

Beside him, the tree man breathed twice, and a hint of fresh air emerged around him.

Then he struggled to sit up.

Like everyone before him, he silently picked up the giant sword beside him and followed the cat man's footsteps, walking forward numbly.

"Wait a little longer, what if she can come back?"

Ao Jing persuaded again.

The tree man paused for a moment, and seemed to look back at the weak human. He murmured in a hoarse but firm voice: "We have already agreed that the Thunder Beast will go first, and we will follow."

As the words fell, the sound of footsteps gradually faded away.

Ao Jing looked at the empty space beside him, feeling a little dazed.

He was powerless to stop these creatures from dying, just as even the demons of earth were powerless to stop the king from disappearing.

War, war, war.

Kill, kill, kill.

Their entire lives, no, their ancestors have been repeating war and killing for generations.

These wars and killings have long destroyed their numb personalities.

They don't know why they were born, nor do they know why they fight.

Ten thousand years ago, after Anna's death, the number of newborns in that small town decreased, and the laughter and residents also decreased.

In the end, there were only a dozen or so people left out of the tens of thousands of extraordinary people at its peak.

The thunder beast was the reason they persuaded themselves to live, and the death of faith not only eliminated the illusion of the bloody clothes, but also made them lose the motivation to live.

Perhaps they have been looking forward to this war of liberation for a long time?

It’s just that the thunder beast wants them to live longer, and they also tacitly want the old woman who never changes to live longer.

Tap, tap.
As the footsteps sounded again, Ao Jing came back to his senses: "Xiao Yu, Jackie Chan, you are back."

"Where are they?" Xiaoyu asked with a frown.

Ao Jing sighed: "I can't keep it."

Xiaoyu was stunned and silent. The divine light in her eyes became more intense. She nodded lightly: "I understand."

"Let's go, I'll take you out first." Jackie Chan spoke at this moment and walked forward to help Ao Jing up and walked forward.

Boom boom boom~
At this moment, a powerful roar sounded in the distance, the earth was shaking and wailing, and endless flames shot up into the sky, dyeing half of the abyss red.

The three of them looked up and were silent. That was the power of Ximu and the Flame Dragon Demon King, very strong.

Jackie Chan held Ao Jing with one hand and held Xiao Yu with the other, and lowered his voice a little: "Ao Jing, do you remember the way?" Ao Jing came back to his senses, with a somewhat vicissitudes of life on his face: "I know, just keep walking to the left and you will reach the exit."

"Okay, it may be a little bumpy because it's a bit harder." Jackie Chan said as he picked up Ao Jing and held Xiao Yu in his arms and started running.

The divine armor gave him great strength, but it could not give him the power to shrink the distance.

He is still a warrior now.

"Father...where is Zhao Zheng?" Ao Jing did not refuse Jackie Chan, her voice a little hoarse.

"I'll come back to find him after I send you two out." Jackie Chan answered seriously, faster and faster.

Xiaoyu, who was being held by the princess, looked at the bloody sky and the battle in the distance, and the golden light in her eyes became even more intense.

A thank-you gift from the Thunder Beast?
Xiaoyu stretched out her right hand, and the sun disk on it that she could not call upon before had a clear connection with her now.

The divinity in her eyes grew higher and higher, and the sadness in her heart also subsided.

God, looking down on all living beings, does not seem to have so much sentimentality.

hum~
At this moment, a strong wave flashed across the sky, and the whole world suddenly relaxed, as if it had lost some shackles.

The feeling of impending storm makes people feel uneasy.

Xiaoyu's whole body was shining with golden light, and powerful divine power soared into the sky, breaking free from Jackie Chan's arms.

"Xiaoyu?"

"Uncle Long, the evil god is coming, and it seems to be targeting me. You go first."

There was a hint of holiness in Xiaoyu's cold tone. The disc of the sun was looming behind her, and she fled into the distance without hesitation.

Although she didn't know why the evil god suddenly changed direction, she absolutely could not implicate Uncle Long.

Death was too heavy for her to bear.

"Xiaoyu! Get out first, quickly."

Jackie Chan chased after Xiaoyu fiercely, but Xiaoyu's speed had far surpassed his and she disappeared in a flash.

Jackie Chan paused, looked at the haggard Ao Jing behind him, gritted his teeth, increased his speed to the limit, and rushed towards the exit.

At this time, behind the volcano of the Fire Demon Dragon King.

Zhu Lan glanced at the Abyss Newborn Sea with a somewhat sinister look, then turned around and walked out with a half-meter-long, fat worm in his hand.

Ximu was going crazy, and he didn't want to care.

Now that he has obtained the abyss worm, the abyss has no meaning to him anymore, so he might as well leave first.

That variable seemed to be staring at him, and Zhu Lan now had no confidence that he could defeat Zhao Zheng.

As Zhu Lan's back disappeared in the volcano, Zhao Zheng withdrew his gaze, looked at the somewhat confused world consciousness, and a smile appeared on his face.

When the location of the evil god appeared clearly in his mind, Zhao Zheng couldn't help but sigh. Sure enough, apart from the sixteen gods and demons, the level of world consciousness was still very high.

He also sensed the fall of the thunder beast just now. The black air and positive energy in the outside world were falling at the same time, which meant that the other king was gone, so this crystal core was something that he had to get.

And now is a good time to find a bug.

Thinking of this, Zhao Zheng raised his hand, and a divine chain of world consciousness rushed towards the world consciousness in the sky.

The moment when this world consciousness divine chain touches the abyss consciousness.

Click~ bang!
The sound of metal breaking was heard, and Zhao Zheng's world consciousness divine chain shattered. The broken fragments circled in the sky, as if they were being assembled.

A huge will came crashing down, instantly making the whole world quiet.

On the battlefield, Ximu and the Flame Dragon King paused at the same time, with a hint of disbelief in their eyes.

"The breath of the abyss? How is that possible?" The Flame Dragon King cried out, his eyes full of fear.

The surprise in Ximu's eyes quickly disappeared. He could sense what it was. It was just a dead person. There was nothing to be surprised about.

Now, it is more important to avenge the Thunder Beast.

hum~
A strong dark aura gushed out from his hands. Zhao Zheng felt the three-meter-long Order Divine Chain in his hand, his eyes full of disbelief.

Strong, very strong, incredibly strong.

If the strongest person gives people the feeling of being as inviolable as the sun, then the monarch is like the entire world.

Any living being that senses this breath will feel insignificant.

The weak are exposed to the rules, the strongest control the rules, and the monarch becomes the rules.

And what is this rule?
The natural laws of heaven and earth?
No, not really, only the eight demons are the laws of nature.

Everything else is rules, rules that belong only to oneself, or certain rules of the world.

For example, in the powerful world of the dead, all undead need the recognition and blessing of the dead world to advance to become strong.

Zhao Zheng closed his eyes, stretched out a hand, and the rich power of evil spirits gushed out in his hand.

Not long after, he opened his eyes, stroked the black chain in his hand that felt slightly broken, and looked towards the suddenly fierce battlefield.

His current strength is too superficial, and the energy of a monarch seems to be piled up forcibly. He needs to lay a solid foundation before he can find that kind of rule.

boom!
A loud explosion sounded on the battlefield, and the powerful force instantly defeated Ximu's attack and knocked him into the void.

Ximu was too weak. He could fight against the king but could not defeat him.

When Zhulan was around, he could rely on his noble gravity to suppress the Flame Dragon Demon King. Now that Zhulan was gone, even with the phantom in the sky, he was still at a disadvantage.

The Flame Dragon Demon King did not pursue the victory. The monarch's aura made him feel uneasy. He ignored Ximu's restricted airspace and flew high into the scarlet sky. An indifferent voice began to spread.

"When all beings gaze into the abyss, the abyss also gazes into all beings."

hum~
The moment this prayer-like abyss language appeared, a huge scarlet vortex suddenly appeared in the sky.

The Fire Dragon Demon King stood in the center of the vortex, silently staring at Ximu below. He had to end the battle as soon as possible, otherwise he would feel more and more anxious.

The Abyss Master and the Thunder Beast are dead. He should have the final say in the Abyss now, but more and more changes are telling him clearly.

Perhaps the Abyss Master's idea is correct. The two strongest beings should join forces to solve the external enemy first.

But now everything is a foregone conclusion, and there is no point in regretting. As the strongest person, he can get what he wants in his own way.

"And those who peer into the abyss will become the abyss's nutrient."

The obscure yet crazy and evil language of the abyss continued. The violent vortex expanded further. A strong sense of voyeurism spread in the vortex, watching everything on the earth.

A hint of fanaticism flashed through the indifferent eyes of the Flame Dragon Demon King. He raised his hands high and looked towards the sky.

"I, the Flame Dragon Demon King, am now the only king of the abyss. I deserve the blessing of the abyss and eliminate all enemies who spy on the abyss."

"Abyss, please return my call!"

hum~
As his Abyss Language came to an end, an extremely powerful aura suddenly emerged, and the blessing from the world was madly nurturing, pouring into the Flame Dragon Demon King through a huge vortex with a diameter of more than ten thousand miles.

However, the Flame Dragon Demon King couldn't laugh now. Between him and the blessing channel of the Abyss World, an expressionless boy in a black windbreaker was looking at him coldly.

Before he could have any thoughts, Zhao Zheng had already raised the Order Divine Chain in his hand and swung it out fiercely like a whip.

boom!
A breath of monarch exploded in the sky, and a huge vortex with a diameter of ten thousand meters burst instantly. The abyss consciousness that looked down on everything retreated frantically in this breath.

The entire sky completely revealed the darkness behind it.

The impossible-to-dodge root lock made the Flame Dragon Demon King tremble all over, and he watched helplessly as the despairing chain approached.

(End of this chapter)