Chapter 391: A Thought of Emptiness, Eating the Great Immortal Art of the Gods

Faced with Lu Wenwu's sudden attack, Shi Tian, ​​the demon monk, showed no panic on his face, and still maintained that tearful and laughing expression.

His evil eyes swept, and a ripple with colorful light appeared out of thin air.

His whole body disappeared like a phantom of water waves at the moment when his fist burst out, and then suddenly appeared not far away, sitting cross-legged in the air, with a faint sense of solemnity.

Under his body was a lotus platform that was very similar to the one under Lu Wenwu's feet.

However, Lu Wenwu's lotus platform was scarlet, like a flame made of coagulated blood burning.

The lotus platform under Shi Tian's seat was a sickly white, as strange as a terminally ill patient.

The unstoppable fist force hit the ground without reservation. The shocking explosion like a nuclear explosion lifted up large chunks of red and black earth and rocks like mountains, and then fell down with a blazing fire in a more rapid manner.

It was like a meteor shower formed by a sinful fire.

Countless members of the resistance army who had not yet fully grown up were hit by the aftermath, and they turned into blood mud without even a chance to scream, and their bodies were ignited by the sinful fire.

There were old men who had ascended to the god level trying to sublimate to the utmost, forcibly using their cultivation to protect themselves and rush out of this area to draw a map.

But with Lu Wenwu's current cultivation, even if it was just an ordinary aftermath, it was not something that these old gods who were about to reach the end of their lives could easily resist.

Those who were a little luckier were left and right in the true meaning of martial arts bursting out of the military killing fist, and barely maintained their own defense.

Those who were unlucky and happened to be slightly closer to the punch, their already limited vitality withered instantly, like a candle in the wind.

The dry skin suddenly aged, and the strange black flames ignited out of thin air, burning the octogenarians into human torches one after another.

The Purgatory Dragon Breath, which has now been formed by the fusion of several powerful flames, is terrifyingly strong.

Even legendary equipment is as fragile as paper in front of it.

Once touched, it will turn into a ball of primitive molten metal in just a few seconds, dripping on the ground and mixing with the soil.

The gap between ascending gods and ascending gods is sometimes greater than that between humans and dogs.

Like the former Angry Dragon Knight Morales, even if he has returned to his peak period, Lu Wenwu only needs one punch to kill him now.

This is what the body refining lineage looks like after it has reached perfection.

A simple punch is the ultimate move of extraordinary people in other systems.

Lu Wenwu's mind moved, and the Skyfire Thunder Explosion, which had been cultivated to the pinnacle, was launched.

In an instant, a thunder and firework show that shook the whole ground erupted.

In the explosions one after another, endless thunder surged.

The thunder that had condensed to the extreme almost turned into thunder plasma and liquid electricity. The extremely high temperature melted everything and mixed it and spread it flat in the giant deep pit formed by the punch and the explosion just now.

It was like a thunder lake!

The piercing and sharp thunder and lightning covered up the shrill screams, leaving only a few slightly stronger gods who were still roaring with full energy, trying their best to fight against this natural disaster.

Finally, when the sea of ​​thunder quietly dissipated, only the black flames were left on the ground still swaying and burning.

The base that originally belonged to the Salvation Rebellion Army had long disappeared, leaving only the huge pit on the ground, as if a piece of it had been dug out from the ground by the ancient giant.

In the pit, there was still something soft and flat, like a slime decompression toy that had been standing for a while.

The extreme high temperature and violent plasma melted all the artificial creations inside, decomposing these products extracted from nature into the most primitive particles, and then merged with nature again.

The metal was mixed with a viscous juice that was almost like glass, reflecting the strange purple light from the destructive sun.

Except for the strongest few gods, the salvation resistance army was completely destroyed!

In front of the absolute strong, the number seemed so pale.

Below the gods, all beings are equal.

They didn't even have a chance to resist, and died in the group attack that Lu Wenwu was least good at.

Even if some people with good luck had obtained some life-saving equipment similar to the special pardon of the underworld from the copy.

But in front of Lu Wenwu's sky fire thunder explosion that had integrated several kinds of heaven and earth spirit fires and was amplified by two mythical equipment and mythical inscriptions, it seemed so pale and powerless.

Apart from the ultimate power, only rules can fight against rules.

The only thing that can fight against the ultimate violence is more extreme violence.

The effects of these life-saving props are mostly below the level of ascending to the gods.

Even the top props such as the Hades' Amnesty Order and the Life and Death Talisman, which are made by the hands of the powerful, can only be effective under the attack of the pseudo-first level of ascending to the gods.

Now Lu Wenwu's casual attack after adding countless amplifications is no longer something that these life-saving props can resist.

Countless precious equipment and props were completely destroyed by the Purgatory Dragon Breath and the Sky Fire Thunder Explosion, and dissipated forever in this world.

His men were almost wiped out, but the demon monk Shi Tian was indifferent to it.

It was as if the dead extraordinary beings and the ascending extraordinary beings who were fighting against the intrusion of the purgatory dragon's breath had nothing to do with him, but the aura erupting from their bodies became thicker and thicker.

Lu Wenwu was not in a hurry to launch the next attack, but was slightly surprised.

In his pair of pale golden vertical pupils, the direction of all energy is clearly revealed.

He actually saw countless broken souls that died in the blow he placed flying up in confusion and gathering towards the center.

A spine-chilling wind blew out of thin air, making the already dim abyss even more terrifying.

In the center of the storm, who was Shi Tian, ​​the demon monk?

This bald donkey has eaten the heart of a bear and the courage of a leopard, and how dare he compete with me for food! ?

Lu Wenwu frowned, and all his devouring methods exploded at the same time.

Eat all evil, swallow the sky and the earth, forge the body of a god, be the nemesis of evil, be convinced by nine breaths, and a true man will never die naked!

When it comes to devouring, Lu Wenwu has never been afraid of anyone!

Especially now that his "skills have greatly increased" after carrying the mythical inscription!

In an instant, a terrifying suction force that was countless times more terrifying than the lotus platform of Demon Monk Shitian suddenly erupted, and countless souls were siphoned into Lu Wenwu's body together with the invisible and intangible mixed forces.

Abyss demonic energy, spiritual power, heaven and earth energy, power of merit, blood evil energy, soul fragments, the essence of crushed equipment and props

Everything merged together and poured into his body!

Suddenly, the supreme refining and devouring power were activated at the same time.

No matter how bizarre and destructive the materials and energy are, they are refined by the unsolvable decomposition ability and turned into energy that replenishes the body and improves purity.

Lu Wenwu felt that every cell in his body was cheering, and endless power was rising continuously in his body.

The endless sea of ​​blood is expanding, and the golden sun of merit is shining.

Waves of scorching energy like steam flowed through his body, pouring countless nutrients into his flesh and blood, and generating stronger and heavier majestic qi and blood.

Spirit and body are one.

After swallowing the essence of soul power extracted from the souls of tens of thousands of extraordinary beings in one breath, Lu Wenwu felt that his mind was clearer than ever before, and even the basic reactions of his body experienced a sharp improvement.

The purity has been greatly improved!

Lu Wenwu gave a new name to this method that was spawned by the evils of eating and finally fused with several devouring abilities.

Eat the magic of the gods!

Lu Wenwu believed that as long as he continued on this path, one day, even beings at the level of immortals would turn into food that would improve his purity.

And this fused method that belongs to him alone will truly grow into a great immortal technique!

There is no doubt about it!

It's like he can deduce the most common mortal battlefield killing move, the General's Killing Fist, to the level of asking!

This is his confidence!

Lu Wenwu enjoyed it.

The demon monk Shi Tian was torn apart.

Seeing that the countless souls and flesh and blood that belonged to him were suddenly swallowed up by Lu Wenwu, his eyes full of monsters and divinity suddenly collapsed.

He was frightened and angry, and even the lotus platform on which he sat was faintly showing an even weirder gray color.

"As a lackey trained by the copy system, you have actually mastered the power that belongs to the Demon Lord!"

The demon monk Shi Tian roared, his voice hoarse and hoarse, already showing a beast-like roar, as if his inner being was gradually transforming rapidly in an inhuman direction.

The left half of his face showed an almost demonic rage, while the right half of his face still maintained human sanity, with a mocking sneer.

"Refining the souls of intelligent creatures for your own use, do you think the gods and Buddhas in the sky can tolerate your ability? They call it the most evil and evil form of the devil! Even if you can escape by chance today A trace of your remnant soul, if you are discovered by those gods and Buddhas who are inferior to pigs and dogs, you will not escape death!"

"Although I don't know what the devil's appearance and the devil you call are, and I don't know what the gods and Buddhas think, but I think you must be wrong about one thing."

It seems that this bald donkey can only feel the energy contained in flesh and blood, and the soul itself?

He couldn't sense the equipment, props, evil energy, merit, and blood evil energy that I devoured?

It's a bit low to come to compete with me for food at such a level.

Lu Wenwu raised his eyebrows, stretched out his right index finger and waved it left and right.

"As an excellent ghost officer, I also have a file in the Demon Fu Division. I work part-time as a boar elephant breeder on weekdays. I am familiar with the laws of the underworld, and I have the power of conviction, sentencing, law enforcement, and execution. ”

"For things like swallowing souls, at best I'm taking Bo'erxiang's job. It's not a big deal. I won't even receive verbal criticism. At most, I can give my 'Bo' something else and improve the food. ”

"Devouring souls, what does this mean? There are so many souls scattered in the world, and there are so many soul fragments left. If you just go to the cemetery, you will encounter a lot of them."

"What, waiting for these soul fragments to decompose naturally and then swallowing them is cultivation, and swallowing them directly is the form of a demon? Don't make me laugh, bald donkey, go and ask Vajra Yaksha Mingwang whether he agrees with this statement? You should still practice Buddhism of!"

"You are so sharp-tongued and eloquent that you are a poor monk and have never been to the underworld?"

The left half of the demon monk Shitian's teeth gritted loudly, and the right half of his face sneered more and more mockingly.

"Since when can a mere ghost messenger take over the duties of the Lord of Hell? Can you bear the crime of overstepping authority?"

When encountering a situation that cannot be refuted, they change the subject and put a hat on others, forcibly occupying the high ground and starting to point fingers, which is one of the common techniques of network trolls.

The evil monk Shi Tian learned it by himself.

"You are right, but this is the only special member of the special service team of the Ghost Gate Security Bureau, an outstanding young man in the underworld."

A trace of a grim smile appeared on Lu Wenwu's face, and his heavy steps made the earth groan under the heavy burden, and his mountain-like body rushed away like a meteor.

The tricks of network trolls don't work well here.

In reality, doing this can directly fast forward to the part he is best at - convincing people with virtue.

In a double sense.

"The laws of the underworld govern ghosts, what does it have to do with a living person like me? I am the only young civil servant in the underworld!"

"Lord Yama is very reasonable!"

Facing the bloody giant fist that almost covered the sky, the two halves of the demon monk Shi Tian's face were both stunned for a moment.

Just now, he did feel the unique and meager rule power of Lu Wenwu that belonged to the ghost messenger through his own prototype of the law.

No, you are really a ghost messenger! ?

The demon monk Shi Tian is a little confused now, what does the only young civil servant in the underworld mean?

How did you, a living person, run to the underworld to become a ghost messenger, and then ran back to the world, and still retained the identity of a ghost messenger?

And why are you so sure that the laws of the underworld cannot govern living people?

The demon monk Shi Tian's CPU almost burned out.

His distraction was only a moment.

The military killing fist with the magic spear attached has arrived.

If the previous punch was still a test, this punch Lu Wenwu had basically used all his strength in his current state.

The blood sea magic knife condensed by the true meaning of martial arts fell into the air, and the sinful fire transformed from the endless blood sea burned wantonly.

The heavy blood power was wrapped around the explosive arm muscles, merging with the fist, showing a violent posture like a crazy rotating spiral drill.

"When your men tried to overturn my egg pancake stall and slandered the egg pancakes I made as not delicious, your and their tragic fate was doomed."

The extreme power rose, and the fiery steam formed by blood and qi erupted.

This domineering punch even shook the extremely stable space barrier of the endless abyss, and countless tiny gaps and channels were twisted and collapsed, presenting a series of concave space ripples.

The surrounding space has been covered with countless fine cracks by the killing intention magic knife, forcibly locking the demon monk Shi Tian's space transfer ability and anchoring it on the landing point of the fist.

"Die for me!"