Chapter 752 (1/2)
Dorsomer stepped forward, but just then his brow was slightly wrinkled, and his steps were quickly withdrawn. At the next moment, a dark crack appears directly on his feet, and the space trembles and collapses.
The saint's brow is more tightly wrinkled, and his figure flies back with a wave of sweeping sleeves. Between his eyes, cold and fierce breath appears.
Bathed in the dark, sincerer comes out of the collapsed space. Her tall body is upright, but her breath is slightly short.
She has paid a great price for breaking free from dormor's imprisonment and forcibly tearing the secret space to come here.
”Saints, this is the sanctuary. It's not a place you can get close to. Leave now!” The hoarse voice is cold and indifferent, full of determination and firmness.
Dormor said slowly, ”sincerer, do you feel nothing when you see the skull of your old master?”
Under the darkness of sin, the body suddenly trembled, frozen lake like eyes, some pain emerged.
Boom -
dormor releases his hand without warning. He raises his hand and presses it forward. It's a bright light, like a big day coming, covering the criminal servant. The darkness that enveloped her, like the frost on the window under the sun, was dissipating at a rate visible to the naked eye.
”Sincerer, you want to put off time for the throne to come here, but since I've come, I've made preparations for it. The throne won't come for a moment.”
The first saint smiled and began to walk forward. ”After today, I will integrate the power left by the emperor and become his spokesman in the world. With the help of the head of my old master, I will be the master of the world.”
All of a sudden, dorsomer stopped, and a rope of dark power came to his feet. Where the darkness and light touch, it makes a loud ”zilala” sound, like cold water splashing into the boiling oil pot.
”Why? If I succeed, I will be your old master, born again in another way. ”
At the foot of his foot, he twisted the dark rope on his leg, and the inch collapsed and dissipated. In the bright day, the sinful servant, who was hard supported, uttered a cry of pain.
The saint continued to move forward, but after a step, he stopped again. The palms of two dark forces came out of the ground to seize him.
Dorsomer breathed, and the mood between her eyes fluctuated, and now it was completely gone. He turned around and looked at the sinful servant who was hard supported in the bright day. ”Originally, I wanted to save your life and serve as the servant under my seat, but you were stubborn, so I had to send you on the road first.”
In the light sigh, there seems to be some regret and helplessness, but his hand is cold and merciless, without any hesitation and pity. Raise your hand and point out that the light released by the bright day suddenly soars ten times and a hundred times, just like an erupting volcano.
Almost condensed into the essence of the light, if the sharp arrow pierced into the dark, the criminal servant raised his head sharply, and the pain screamed almost distorted. Bathed in the darkness, has been eliminated by the light of the majority, her figure becomes clear, concave and convex has enchantment.
However, the indifference in the eyes of saints does not fluctuate in the slightest, let alone produce a little tenderness. The voice of sin attendant's pain weakens, and when the darkness is completely dispelled, her life will come to an end.
There will be no one to stop. The saints will gain the power of the Taoist to stay in the world, which is hidden in the skull of the old master.
At this time, another bright day appeared. It was a few laps smaller, and the light was not as bright as the saint's hand. But in the moment of its appearance, the face of the saint's body changed greatly. Suddenly he looked up and died. He said, ”your seat of God!”
At the same time, the bright day in his control erupted more fierce light, but the later big day seemed to have a strange absorption property, most of the light was inhaled into it, and the damage to the criminal servant was not serious.
In the second bright day, a face appeared, its eyes slowly opened, and Ji xiangtian, the God seat of Xiling, was impressively!
”Saint, we are disappointed.”
Dorsomer's face was expressionless and his eyes were calm. Now that he had made a move, he had expected the situation at the moment.
”Ji family has been in charge of Xiling for hundreds of thousands of years, and the fortune has lasted for a long time. They should abide by the law of time and be eliminated and dissipated gradually.”
Ji xiangtian said lightly: ”the Ji family is the choice of the Taoist king. You are in charge of Xiling. Are you afraid of backfiring and being burned to ashes by the power of the Taoist law if you act against the will of the Taoist king today?”
Dormor smiled. ”You don't have to lie to me, Lord Daojun hasn't come to the Oracle for tens of thousands of years. In this period of time, no new Cardinals or saints have been born in Xiling. Do you think I can't perceive the change?”
He said with emotion and a leisurely look, ”it's hard to imagine that such a powerful man as Daojun would fall. The world is magnificent. You and I are just in touch with each other. Today, I'm going to take advantage of Xiling to open up a road to a higher level for me. ”
Ji xiangtian's silence seemed to acquiesce in his conjecture. In the second big day, his face suddenly twisted, showing a trace of pain.
”Hahahaha!” Dormor laughed and was happy. ”You think I don't know, your God, are you trying to come to hell? I deliberately left you time just to wait for you to fall into the trap I left behind”How is it? It's hard to bear the taste of dead soul Qi. It's something I've spent thousands of years preparing. Now, you can't come back at all. When you force out the spirit of withered soul, it's all over. ”
”I, dorsomer, the first saint of Xiling, will integrate the power of Daojun, revive in the body of my master, become his incarnation in the world, and spread the light of Xiling all over the world.”