Douluo's Heartless Sword

Chapter 407 Origin Part Six: The Judgment of the Spiritual God
In the pitch-black world, Linglong turned into a nine-colored dragon again, flapping her wings on her back, blowing away the extremely strong power of destruction around her.

But no matter how hard she tried, those destructive forces still penetrated into her body like maggots attached to the bones.

In her internal body world, the balance between the two godheads of destruction and creation was instantly broken, and the invasion of the turbid breath made the breath of the shattered godhead even more terrifying.

"roar~"

The power of destruction grew in her body, and Linglong's original noble purple eyes suddenly turned into scarlet, and an endless tyrannical aura gushed out from her body, like toxins flowing in her body, turning into black streaks towards Linglong's face. Nine-colored body spread away.

Killing, hatred, tyranny, these expressions flashed from Linglong's blood pupils. At this moment, the original balance in her body was replaced by the power of destruction. At this moment, Linglong was tyrannized by the power of destruction. Breath lost mind.

"Hahaha, how can the two forces of destruction and creation be controlled so easily, let's feel the taste of killing." The god of destruction smiled strangely, and the god of creation beside him was also full of smiles.

After the words fell, Linglong's nine-colored body was completely covered by black lines. Compared with the sacredness before, she is now like a demon in a fierce prison, with a glint of light in her ferocious scarlet eyes, and the breath of destruction overflowing from her body.

"roar~"

There were bursts of roars in the dark space, and the killing intent was like a materialized knife, cutting through the turbid breath around.

"Mission accomplished, don't forget what you promised."

The God of Destruction turned his head to the God of Creation and smiled, his scarlet eyes were filled with excitement that could not be erased.

With the spirit spirit, he can break the seal and regain his freedom.

Looking at him, a strange smile flashed across the black and white eyes of the God of Creation that were rippling with chaotic air, and his right hand slowly extended out, with a bead emitting holy light floating in the palm of his hand.

"go"

The God of Creation said in his heart, the holy bead in the palm of his hand flew out suddenly, but it didn't fly towards the God of Destruction, but flew directly towards the turbid breath surrounding Linglong's body.

"you!"

Seeing this, how could the God of Destruction not understand that he was being tricked? The God of Creation clearly never thought of giving him the spirit energy, and the bead that contained the spirit energy was clearly intended to devour him and release it. It was built for the purpose of collecting the remaining turbid breath around the Dragon God.

"court death."

The God of Destruction was furious, and the dark scepter in his hand suddenly shone brightly, concentrating a beam of divine power and smashing it at the God of Creation.

The God of Creation stroked with one hand, and his divine power formed an impenetrable barrier in front of him, blocking the attack of the God of Destruction.

"Shattered, you don't really think that I will hand over the spirit energy to you, do you?"

"you~"

Hearing this, the eyes of the God of Destruction fell on the mocking face of the God of Creation, and his complexion gradually distorted.

Seeing the furious God of Destruction, the God of Creation stretched out his right hand again, and recalled the bead. At this time, the bead was no longer as holy as before, and the dark divine power permeated the bead, which was an extremely strong burst of destruction. breath.

"Thank you for the gift, farewell~"

After the voice fell, the body of the God of Creation slowly merged into the darkness behind him.

The God of Destruction looked ferociously at the phantom of the God of Creation that was about to disappear, and his face became more and more distorted.

There was a strong smile on the face of the God of Creation, just when he thought he could finally leave here, he found that his illusory body was suddenly pushed back by an invisible force.

The body that was already nearly transparent was suddenly squeezed out from the darkness in an extremely embarrassing manner. The sudden solidification of the body caused the expression of the God of Creation to change drastically. Feeling the sudden change in the atmosphere around him, his expression became more and more dignified. stand up.

"Want to go?"

The ethereal voice was like a death knell at midnight. The familiar voice changed the expressions of the God of Creation and the God of Destruction. Cold sweat rolled down their foreheads. Looking at the dark surroundings, the two swallowed subconsciously.

Transformed by Linglong, the nine-colored dragon that had lost its mind was still roaring crazily, and the endless aura of destruction spread around. At this moment, a figure fell from the darkness in the sky.

Nine-colored lights and shadows illuminated this dark space. Only then did the God of Destruction and the God of Creation finally see this figure descending from the sky clearly. The familiar aura and familiar face made their faces suddenly become shocked. get scared.

"It's you!"

Both of them recognized the person who came, their long nine-colored hair swayed in the wind, making a rustling sound, which seemed to be a note of death to them, and made their already illusory spirit bodies tremble.

"Linglong!"

Regarding the gazes of the two, Ling didn't care about the slightest. At this time, his gaze passed directly through the two and landed on Linglong.

Jiucai's body fell from the air and came to Linglong's side. She waved one hand, and a layer of nine-color light film wrapped Linglong, temporarily restricting her movements.

"What did you do?"

A strong killing intent flashed in Ling's eyes, his deep purple pupils suddenly turned blood-colored, and an invisible aura bloomed from him, confining the spirits of the God of Destruction and the God of Creation in the dark space.

"..."

Feeling the spirit body being imprisoned, a flash of fear flashed in the eyes of the two of them. They could never forget this scene in their dreams. On the other hand, when the ancient primitive god suppressed the two of them, his original intention was to let them go Divine soul, but because of the appearance of a person, the originally agreed exile turned into permanent imprisonment.

The two whose bodies were destroyed couldn't resist that person's method at all. The nine-color chains imprisoned the souls, dragged them into two planets, and finally refined them into the world spirits of these two planets.

And that person is the spirit standing in front of them now, an existence in the known universe that is even more mysterious than that ancient god.

In the moment when they were terrified, Ling had already arrived in front of them, staring at the God of Creation with blood-colored eyes, and said in a deep voice, "You planned all this?"

Hearing that a fine layer of sweat dripped down the face of the God of Creation, he didn't speak, but looked at Ling in horror.

"It seems to be you."

Looking at the face of the God of Creation, Ling also guessed who planned it. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand slowly stretched out. The body is raised high.

"Die!"

The cold sound was like ice for thousands of years, as if it could freeze the soul of a person. When the voice fell, the chains that originally imprisoned the God of Creation suddenly tightened, crushing the already illusory body of the God of Creation.

Seeing the drastic change in the expression of the God of Destruction here, because he can feel that it is not so simple for the phantom to be shattered. If he did not feel wrong just now, the real body of the God of Creation was just now when his phantom was shattered, and he also followed the phantom. Annihilated together.

Sure enough, the spirit god is still the spirit god, it is he who turned himself and the god of creation into the spirit of the world, if he wants to kill himself and the god of creation completely, it couldn't be easier.

Unless he merges with the world, there is no hope of surviving, but now, do he still have time to merge with the Fierce God Realm?

Thinking in this way, Ling's eyes turned to the God of Destruction, and the light and shadow flowed, turning into a giant hand and falling towards the God of Destruction.

"Forgive your life, take your Fierce God Realm, roll into the turbulent flow of time and space, and dare to step into a part of the known universe, you will be killed without mercy!"

(End of this chapter)