Fishy, ​​sticky.

This was the first feeling when Sui Xiong rushed into the red light.

The smelly and sticky ones are malice that are so thick that they have turned into substance.

Hate, resentment, hatred for all living beings in the world, all good hatred, all good hatred, and even all things that exist.

Countless hatreds intertwined, which is complete evil.

No more reason is needed. This ultimate hatred is the deepest and purest, without even a little bit of other impurities.

The moment he broke in, Sui Xiong even felt almost suffocating.

At this moment, he was extremely glad that he didn't have to breathe. Otherwise, inhaling such a damn thing...even if his body could resist its erosion, it would be super disgusting!

He smiled secretly and used his smile to relieve the pressure in his heart.

Surviving and fighting in this environment really makes him feel very stressed. If he doesn't relieve it, he is worried that he will go crazy.

(Crazy?!)

Sui Xiong was suddenly stunned and frowned.

He remembered the strange chaos he had just seen.

The power of the chaos is vague and chaotic, with amazing infectiousness and corrosion, but in the final analysis, it is actually extremely deep malice in nature. It's just that he never noticed it.

This is not because he has a problem with his observation ability, but because he subconsciously ignores the huge crisis of the erosion of his mind by the power of chaos.

At this moment, he came to the demon star "Yin Chen" and suddenly realized that the malice contained in this demon star is subtle and the malice in chaos, but its roots are very similar.

Could it be...who smashed this demon star and wanted to destroy the Void City was that weird chaos?

Sui Xiong thought about it for a moment and shook his head.

It's impossible. If it were that guy, there would be no need to be such trouble. It could crush the entire Void City into pieces with just one finger and not even a second finger. It would not even be a piece of intact residue left.

For a strong man with this kind of power, why go around in a circle and seek far away?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile again and breathed a sigh of relief.

The power of this demon star is probably related to that guy, but as long as it is not the guy's own means, there is nothing to be afraid of.

In other words, after meeting that guy, the level of "Yin Chen" could no longer make Sui Xiong feel worried or afraid.

As for how to solve this magic star, he thought about it and came up with a possible effective solution.

"Change!"

With a light shout, Sui Xiong's body suddenly shook, and more than a dozen tentacles merged into a huge drill bit and drilled towards the surface of the Demon Star.

What makes the magic star "Yinchen" powerful is the terrible malice it contains. This malice is not only equivalent to the extremely poison to all living beings, but even most tangible objects and even invisible objects may be eroded and poisoned by this malice.

For example, when Wo Li exploded and incarnated, he clearly burst out with amazing power, but his divine power was eroded and polluted as soon as he approached "Yin Chen", and turned into part of the power of the demon star, so he did not have any effect.

However, in addition to this terrifying malice, the power of "Yinchen" itself as a star is actually very limited.

To put it bluntly, it is nothing more than a big stone. No matter how maliciously infiltrated, it will not become refined steel.

What's more, even if it's Bailian refined steel? In front of Sui Xiong's drill bit, steel is not much stronger than mud.

Of course, there is something in the world that can stop him from creating a drill bit by cramming for a moment, but at least it will not be the rise of "Yin Chen".

Only a harsh sound could be heard, and the drill bit easily penetrated the surface of the magic star.

Then, a terrifying roar came from under the casing that was penetrated.

The roar was startled with surprise, instantly turned into panic, then instantly turned into fear, and then... it became ambiguous and hoarse, full of chaotic feeling, and there was no even a little bit of tranquility at the beginning.

In the "underground dragon nest" of the Kingdom of God, Koradma's body let out a shocking roar and scream, bleeding from his eyes, ears, nostrils and mouth, purple-black blood dripped on His body and the treasures around him. The extremely strong dragon scales could still bear it, but those precious treasures could not resist the terrifying power contained in this blood. They were completely eroded and destroyed in an instant, and lost their light and turned into ashes.

Just this time, He lost at least the amazing wealth equivalent to a small city on earth.

If it were in normal times, such losses would make him feel so heartbroken that he had to find a place to rage, so that he could vent his anger and calm down again by the crying of countless weak ants. But now, Koradma had no time to care about the loss of his wealth, because all his energy had been occupied by another thing.

He cut off the connection with his incarnation.

That was not an ordinary incarnation, but the most dedicated and powerful incarnation He created the most attentively and the most powerful incarnation. It was a dead old dragon with a long lifespan, just like him. After he managed to steal the corpse of this old dragon, he spent countless precious materials and countless divine powers to completely transform it into an extremely powerful body, enough to store more than half of His divine power.

For gods, the divine power that incarnation can be dependent on is limited. Unless it is a strong man with special skills, the incarnation of most gods will have a higher upper limit than the original body. The incarnation is powerful divine power, and the strongest incarnation can only be medium divine power; the incarnation is weak divine power, and the strongest incarnation can only be weak divine power.

But this incarnation of Koradema is different. It can store more than half of Koradema's divine power, and the power it can exert during battle is comparable to Koradema's original body at least in a short period of time.

In other words, this incarnation is a secret weapon that can allow him to burst out twice as much combat power in a short period of time. It can be regarded as one of the old dragon's trump cards.

However, this trump card is now lost.

Compared with those losses of wealth, the losses of this incarnation really made Koradma feel like a knife.

However, this is not His biggest loss today.

Wealth is just something outside of the body, and it is used for loss. But these losses are still acceptable. Since he is ready to attack others, he must be mentally prepared to steal chickens and lose rice. Koradma has been in the world for so many years and still has this truth and has some cultivation.

But... at that moment just now, He was eroded by the power of the outer layer of "Yinchen".

Just a moment.

Fortunately, it's just one.

The old dragon screamed for a while, and finally calmed himself down again. He carefully used his divine power to collect the purple-black blood on his body and the pile of treasures, condensed it into a ball, and then carefully sealed it. During the whole process, he didn't even dare to breathe.

After doing all this, He sighed deeply, lay exhausted on the pile of treasures, moaning in pain.

"That damn big jellyfish!" After moaning for a while, He couldn't help but curse, "What kind of monster is this guy? Why can't even kill the relics of His Majesty?"

After cursing for a few words, He sneered again.

"Now, my incarnation must have been completely eroded by the power of that Majesty and turned into an irresistible terrifying monster. That big jellyfish is probably having a headache!"

"Haha, maybe it doesn't need to have a headache, because maybe its brain has been shot out!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Lao Long laughed wildly, but accidentally affected the injury eroded by the power of "Yin Chen" again, and couldn't help but scream.
Chapter completed!