Thunder and lightning thundered on the sky, and turbulence.

The boundless power comes together.

I saw the man slowly picking up the cupola in his hand and slaying towards all living creatures.

"I have seen the origin of everything,

Has seen the end of everything.

Beggar knows,

The rich and the rich

Literati on ink,

Hawker drinking,

Someone has a sword and shines on Jiuzhou,

Someone came from Ziqi to 100,000 li,

There is a monster that looks up at the sky and devours half of the moon,

Also had the collapse of the end of the era.

It's a pity that everything can't escape the old disease, cause and effect cycle.

People come naked and go naked.

My "Magic" is divided into ten types.

You are looking good! "

As the man's voice fell, I saw the sky and clouds in his hands.

"One said: the style of realm.

Unresolved illusion to see the fairy! "

Saw that the sky in his hand exploded into a sky full of magical energy.

The space around is surging, and the displacement of layers of space changes.

The sound of "click" click echoed around.

The storm of the world will rise, and I see that the surrounding space is evenly folded in half.

The shocking discovery of the people under the corpse mountain.

Opposite them, they appeared exactly the same scene.

Is like a reflection in the water.

The space in front of them was separated, and their reflection appeared on their opposite side.

But even more weird, these reflections seem to be completely true.

They attacked, and the reflections on the opposite side also attacked.

The two attacks collided, and the sound of "rumbling" exploded in midair.

Even time does not matter.

Xu Zimo really sees it, this style of realm is actually a move about space.

It's just that this move uses the characteristics of space to the extreme.

Is enough to be false and false, to be false.

"Two said: the way of illness.

Damaged by the disease! "

Then I saw the sky full of blood.

This sky of blood turned into countless bloodshot.

Every blood is like a cause and effect.

At this moment, the blood surrounded everyone under the mountain.

Birth, sickness and death, this is the end point that all creatures can not avoid, and eventually return home.

At this moment, the disease is ridden, the anger is stripped, and the death comes.

Xu Zimo slightly stunned, this kind of disease is more domineering.

It ignores all the defenses, and deprives others of their lives.

"Three Sayings: Earth Demon Style,

All disaster victims. "

Danced down again with the cupola in the hands of men.

I saw countless dense cracks in all directions.

Crustal earthquakes, volcanic eruptions, and tsunami waves go.

Hurricane tornadoes, landslides, and mudslides swept through.

The man at this moment is like the embodiment of all disasters.

He is in control of all disasters, and in his hand, countless disasters are swarming.

The power of nature with endless roar.

Xu Zimo knows that this is the prestige of heaven and earth, which can't be blocked by human beings.

Master all the prestige of heaven and earth, this is the way of earth demons.

The coalition forces and alliances underneath at this moment are no longer able to collapse.

The man is fighting alone.

The injuries on his body were getting worse, but he didn't care.

"Magic" is divided into ten types, the man is showing it over and over again, Xu Zimo watched it tirelessly.

"Four Sages: The Devil's Style,

God tester.

Five said: the style of man and demon,

All things are destroyed.

Liu Yue: The Demon Style,

The essence of wood, stone, and beast.

Seven said: Yin Demon's style,

Dream chaos in the dream.

Eight said: Yang Mo's style,

Family members of the obstruction.

Nine said: the devil's style,

Wrong soul evil spirits.

Ten said: the style of the devil,

The annihilator. "

When this style was used, I saw that the heavens and earth at this moment had already turned upside down, and the sky was turbulent.

Endless storm swept through.

The sky was collapsed, the ground was cracked, and everything was silent.

All living things around are annihilated, and the smoke disappears.

However, the man is still being used again and again, as if tirelessly.

I don't know how long after that, Xu Zimo watched the evolution of men.

He only felt many vague reflections in front of his eyes.

This man's figure was shrinking indefinitely, and then became a text.

These words reveal a very strong sigh.

Connected together, forming a whole new chapter.

This chapter rushed into Xu Zimo's mind and was printed in his memory.

Reflects the unbearable spirit of the sky.

Each style leads directly to the prosperity of the avenue and reaches the truth on the other side.

Xu Zimo felt his consciousness entered a darkness.

He evolved these moves in infinite reincarnation.

The other side of the straight-through move is the most thorough through the mystery.

I don't know how long it has passed, maybe only for a short period of time.

Maybe, centuries have passed.

Xu Zimo feels that he has experienced too many different moods.

He floated for a long time, wandering in the endless darkness.

It seems that this man passed his own artistic conception to Xu Zimo to experience.

Xu Zimo's body is suddenly strong and weak.

Seems to be going through countless reincarnations.

When he opened his eyes and woke up, he saw that he was lying in an endless darkness.

Body floats in the dark midair, no direction, no destination.

He stood up slowly, only feeling dizzy in his head.

A memory was forcibly stuffed in.

This memory is about the combat skill called "Magic".

This combat skill does not require any skillful application.

The most important thing is enlightenment.

Can understand the artistic conception of every move.

The deeper the mood of enlightenment, the greater the power used.

Xu Zimo raised his head and put his combat skills behind his head for the time being.

Because in front of his line of sight, the man stood there calmly as soon as he hit the tabard.

"You woke up, the devil," the man said lightly.

"Who the **** are you?" Xu Zimo asked with a frown ~ www.mtlnovel.com ~ I am the devil, and you are also the devil, "

Said the man with a smile.

"But strictly speaking, I am me, you are you.

Although we bear the same identity and the same fate.

But we are completely two people.

I don't want to be you, and you don't want to be me. "

"I don't understand," Xu Zimo shook his head.

"My thoughts are even more confusing."

"You don't know much about understanding now," the man shook his head.

"You will understand later, there is no malice between us.

Okay, you got what I left to you.

Only hope that this generation of you can truly overthrow everything. "

As the man's voice fell, I saw his figure begin to dissipate a little bit.

"Demon Lord, destiny is waiting for you not far away.

Break him!

A cage is a bird that cannot hold every feather full of freedom.

I was then, now you.

We are working hard for generations.

Stepped on this sky, how? "

The man was laughing arrogantly, the laughter echoed in this quiet space, and it seemed extraordinarily harsh.