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Chapter 1,147 Everyone Shows Their Magical Powers

This is the opportunity everyone has been waiting for.

Taoist Calabash's strength may not be enough, but with Lu Bai's backing, his knowledge is enough, and he becomes the trigger that ignites everything.

The change of yin and yang, even in the multiverse, is an extremely essential force.

In particular, the Hulu Taoist himself knows the existence of constancy and change, so the changes of yin and yang are mixed with some concepts of constancy and change.

With this, the changes in the Immortal Kingdom were promoted.

The leader of the undead cult was the first to exert his strength. A large amount of undead aura bloomed at this moment, like flowers of black mist.

In every flower of black mist, there are hundreds of millions of souls of the dead, struggling and suffering inside.

These billions are not imaginary numbers, but real numbers. He has indeed accumulated such dead souls over the years.

And trap these souls in the flowers of black mist.

One flower, one world, and the flowers are full of suffering.

In this way, people's suffering is magnified to the greatest extent, and then a macroscopic consensus is reached, that is, all living beings suffer.

This condenses the flower of bitter fruit, so that when the leader of the dead soul performs his moves, he can push the power of the moves to the extreme without any push.

A pitch-black sword bloomed, and in the hands of the leader of the undead, he pushed it casually and pierced into the space in front of him.

At this moment, the space was like gel. Under the shaking, countless bubbles appeared. Through the bubbles and cracks, one could see that there seemed to be many secrets inside.

The dimensional will also appeared at this moment, and he quickly mobilized more dimensional power and began to seal this space without caring about the Calabash Taoist who set off all this.

This space is the only way for him to finally get rid of his filthy debt. In any case, this internal dimension cannot be tolerated by others.

The leader of the undead, after piercing the pitch-black sword, did not rush to take action. Instead, he quietly stayed where he was. Around him, a large number of flowers of black mist bloomed.

Through the black mist, one can see countless joys, sorrows, separations, hatreds, and human tragedies.

There are also ‘protagonists’ in it, and each protagonist is a carrier of tragedy.

They will continue to struggle in it, and then like climbing stairs, they will take one step forward and then roll down ten steps.

No matter how they exhausted their wisdom, courage, and lives, they eventually found that their current situation was constantly getting worse.

This is their eternal theme, suffering.

These sufferings are constantly piling up, and the power of the Lord of the Dead is constantly pushing them forward.

Even if the initial power is only one, it will quickly become two, and then multiply by four or sixteen.

In a short period of time, this force will double to hundreds of millions.

The Flower of Misery allows him to release moves that push to the extreme without taking time to prepare for the push.

However, if you use the Flower of Suffering to accumulate it and push it further, you can perform tricks that break the limit.

At the moment when the leader of the undead was preparing, the will of the dimension blocked the pitch-black sword, and a large amount of the aura of the undead condensed into a chain, locking it towards the leader of the undead.

"Chain of Death Grudge? Have you forgotten that I taught you this move?" The leader of the Undead Cult said with a smile on his face, full of ridicule.

Back then, he was not the leader of the necromancers, but an apprentice who followed the leader of the necromancers. His responsibility was to communicate with the dimensional core and transmit the corresponding necromancy knowledge to the dimensional core, thereby promoting its changes.

Next to the leader of the undead, the bodies of several undead bishops all became insubstantial, and then connected together, releasing a large amount of resentment.

This resentment distorts time and space, just like the space of resentment caused by an evil ghost beating a wall. However, the power of this distortion of time and space is countless times greater, so that even the chain of resentment released by the dimensional will can be destroyed in an instant.

Can't find the chain target either.

It was precisely at this time that a white and tender insect with a putrid smell fell from the void, and then more and more white and tender insects appeared.

It rained insects, and suddenly the sky and the earth were covered in a squirming whiteness.

These insects squirmed in time and space, and when they opened their ferocious mouthparts, they released a putrid smell.

These breaths soften time and space, and when they bite it, they can bite time and space into their mouths.

This is one of the thirty-nine incarnations of the wrong path to no return - the evil maggot.

Evil maggots gnaw at space and time.

Suddenly, the will of the dimension felt that the blockade of this time and space had become unstable.

Before the dimensional will could deal with these bugs, there was a large buzzing sound.

Black fluttering insects emerged from various gaps.

One of the thirty-nine wrong paths with no return·Rot fly.

Then it twisted its body and made a louder buzzing sound.

These sounds propagate using time and space as a medium, disturbing everything around them, making the dimensional will and the power transmitted unstable.

And this buzzing broke the time and space of resentment formed by the undead bishops over there.

The chain of grudges that originally could not find its target immediately found its target and stabbed the leader of the undead cult who was preparing.

The leader of the Undead Cult glanced at the two incarnations of the wrong path and didn't care.

This is how their relationship is, with the main premise being cooperation, they try to harm each other.

A flower of bitter fruit beside him flickered, swallowing up the chain of grudges. The chain of grudges continued to connect the 'protagonists' in the flower of grudges one by one. At this speed, it would take at least more time to connect to the leader of the undead cult.

Three days.

Then the leader of the Undead Cult looked towards the place where Six Hundred was outside the city.

Logically speaking, it is understandable why Huishen Mysterious didn't take action yesterday, and why the Bone King didn't take action either.

Liubai's whole body froze, and he felt endless malice falling on him, as if it could swallow him whole at any time.

It's not like it seems, but at this moment, time and space are indeed distorted, and there is resentment attached to it.

The curse has been formed and is growing rapidly.

This is the sun level. One look can form a curse that can kill star level individuals.

The undead servants on Liubai's body can only delay this curse at this moment, but cannot remove it very well.

Fortunately, the next moment, a breath coming from deep within the body began to bloom.

There are a total of thirteen bones in the body, exuding the same curse atmosphere, and then swallowed up this external curse.

This caused the thirteen bones to bloom with a profound aura, and in an instant, they separated from Liubai's body and pieced together a pattern in the outside world.

As this pattern appears, all the surrounding white bones twist and turn into white streams of light, converging towards this side.

Then a huge skeleton is formed.

As soon as the skeleton appeared, it swung the white bone sword that was formed simultaneously in its hand.

As the white bone sword was swung, the space and time in the distance was attacked again.

The whole city below also collapsed. As for the undead that originally lived in it, they had already been absorbed by the flower when the leader of the undead released the flower of bitter fruit, and their souls sank into it and became the ones inside to enjoy eternity.

A member of the torture.

Seeing this scene, the Undead Cult Leader withdrew his gaze.

The dimensional will on that side also took action.

A large amount of dimensional power is condensed in this piece of time and space.

The broken time and space were forcibly brought together at this moment, and then - squeezed.

From the outside world, this area is shrinking rapidly.

Everything seems to have become a model.

Whether it was the white bone skeleton that looked like a giant before, or the undead leader and the large flowers of bitter fruits around him, they all became tiny parts.

As for the evil maggots and rot flies that are originally small in size.

Under the constant squeeze of this force, large areas died.

However, the death of evil maggots and rot flies created large green traces of putridity, which further corroded time and space.

Even if the dimensional will forcibly compresses time and space, it cannot be spared.

In those places of corruption, more evil maggots and rot flies are hatching.

This is where the power of the Thirty-Nine Misguided Paths lies. They are no longer living existences, but are incarnations that exist attached to a path of no return.

As long as there is no death on the way back, then no matter how the Thirty-nine Wrong Paths die, as long as there is a medium, they can be reborn continuously.

In addition, there is a ‘god’ who transcends everything and appears here at this moment.

A large amount of brilliance bloomed from its body, making everything peaceful. The restless death seemed to have returned to the netherworld at this moment.

One of the Thirty-Nine Wrong Paths with No Return - Hades.

This incarnation is the individual with the sun-level characteristics of the First Spirit. He was also the closest individual to the sun-level at that time.

Unfortunately, as he transformed into the incarnation of Mistu, some of his Japanese-level characteristics have become ineffective, and his incarnation-level driving force cannot maintain those characteristics.

However, even so, the God of Hades is one of the best among the thirty-nine incarnations.

Although it possesses the power of death resentment on the dirty earth side, it has reversed and developed a power similar to that on the netherworld side.

"I am the Lord who endures suffering, I am the Lord who gathers resentment, and I am the Lord who bears everything!" As if declaring, Hades said this.

Following his declaration, some of the tortured souls in the Bitter Fruit Flower were attracted by the brilliance of his body, threw themselves into his side, and merged into his body.

Peace appeared on the soul's face, and then their suffering and resentment were all gathered into the body of Hades.

With this gathering, the sense of peace in Hades continues to increase.

A bit of twisting and writhing will bloomed in Hades. It was an indescribable pressure like an evil god, and then bloomed from it, polluting all things.

And this is the point of no return!

Compared to a normal day level, No Return is more like a completely evil god.

His existence is like the embodiment of the power of the dirty earth, and his self-will seems to be less than the incarnations of the thirty-nine misguided paths under his command.

But no matter what, No Return has indeed mastered the power of the Japanese class, and can show the true power of the Japanese class with the help of the incarnation of the Thirty-nine Misguided Paths.

It was also the arrival of the power of no return that caused chaos in this space and time.

The will of dimension, trying its best to seal the time and space, has opened a gap.


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