I have saved so many doomsday goddesses from all over the world

Even if Tang Sanzang's ultimate move could not cause a fatal blow to the incarnations of the Immortal Lords, it would not be completely useless.

All things are blown out of their original form, isn't it the same for all things?

The figure that was originally a hundred feet tall and completely shrouded in shadow has now shrunk significantly, leaving only a "slender" figure of three feet tall.

Wanfa's body was covered with hideous bone armor, and underneath the long-horned bone helmet was an ordinary face of a human youth.

It was the person Xu Chi had been thinking about day and night, Che Xiaomeng.

But how could Che Xiaomeng be the Immortal Venerable Wonderful Source of All Laws?

When it ascended to heaven four years ago, wasn’t it accepted as Wanfa’s personal disciple?

I’m afraid it’s not possible. This guy is just an agent who impersonated Wanfa and attended the event.

Then the question arises again: Who is this school of thought showing off by hiding its head and showing its tail?

Tang Sanzang raised the corner of his mouth.

Anyway, it's not for little Karamis like him and the inner demon to see.

It doesn't matter. Every grievance has its perpetrator and every debt has its creditor. It has nothing to do with him.

Xu Chi has already achieved Bankai by now. He holds the huge sword in his hand, transforms it into a retractable stick that reaches his eyebrows, and his body is surrounded by dark magic fire. He charges straight towards his mortal enemy who he loves and hates.

Two points of red flame burst out from his eyes, which were extremely conspicuous even in the black air.

Four years!

More than 1400 days and nights!

Xu Chi was thinking all the time about how to cut the traitor into pieces and then burn and whip the corpse!

"die!!!!!!"

Thousands of words are turned into one concise word.

The eyebrow-high stick suddenly grew larger, crossed a distance of hundreds of meters, and chopped down at Che Xiaomeng on the head!

Che Xiaomeng smiled faintly, "This thing again, isn't it a bit new? Your black fire is not as good as that of the Three Burial Mage."

In just a few words, it had already exchanged hundreds of moves with Xu Chi's eyebrow-high stick with its bare hands.

That's right, bare hands.

The black flames that can burn everything have no effect on its bone armor.

Xu Chi's pupils contracted and he said in a lost voice:

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

How could the special skills it had practiced so hard, with all its talents maxed out in critical hits, damage, and the ability to ignore defense, be easily blocked by this birdman?

"Naive. This black fire is not unique to you. You will master the trick after watching it once."

As he spoke, Che Xiaomeng's bony claws also burst into flames of black flames.

Xu Chi was so shocked by what he saw that he lost his composure for a moment.

With just one encounter, the power that I had gained through so much hardship was mastered by the other party?

Che Xiaomeng looked at him with a hint of pity, "My friend, the positions you and I are in are completely different now. We can no longer be compared."

"Excuse me, but you are not qualified to seek revenge from me."

"What!" Xu Chi gritted his fangs and was about to speed up his attack.

Suddenly, I felt a chill on my back!

He looked down in shock and found that a large hole had suddenly appeared on his chest, and a claw covered with bone armor protruded out.

The flapping object held in the claws was actually his own...heart?

Sneak attack from behind?

It's clearly in front...

Xu Chi raised his eyes with difficulty and looked towards where Che Xiaomeng was originally.

Hundreds of meters away, the afterimage gradually twisted and dissipated.

Che Xiaomeng's unhurried voice came from behind:

"There's no point in getting entangled. Let's just stop here."

"Goodbye, my friend."

puff

He clenched his five fingers tightly together, and his heart shattered.

Xu Chi spat out a lot of blood from his mouth. He tried to twist his upper body and raised his trembling monkey paws to grab Che Xiaomeng.

He is unwilling to accept this, absolutely not.

This is ridiculous, it shouldn't be like this!

It's not that he can't accept the outcome of his tragic death at the hands of his enemies.

It's just that he couldn't accept that after all the hard work he put in to improve his strength, and even at the risk of turning into a monster, the gap between them became even wider.

It's like a 1v1 battle between two men in the top lane, and you work hard to get a mythical item, and then run out of the tower excitedly.

There was a voice of "Demacia" coming from the bushes, and a Garen with six pieces of equipment rushed out.

Use QE to chase and turn around, then use basic A followed by R.

The plain and simple set was taken away, and there was no gaming experience at all.

—— Where did the six pieces of equipment come from? Just open it!

Seeing that Xu Chi was about to be in trouble, Che Xiaomeng patiently explained and asked him to understand the situation.

"Choice has always been more important than hard work. If not, why would I want to become a disciple of the Immortal Master?"

"What do you mean by the Daotong, the source of all things? It means that as long as I can see all things in the world, I can use them."

"The magic you have worked so hard to cultivate is nothing more than a trivial skill that I can master with just a thought."

I see……

Xu Chi's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and he was about to fall off.

Finally, the trembling monkey paw was raised with difficulty and the middle finger was raised.

Che Xiaomeng smiled indifferently, let go and stepped back.

The lifeless monkey's body began to fall freely.

Xu Chi, died.

'I see……'

Although Tang Sanzang was being chased by the tentacles of all things, in fact, most of his attention was focused on Xu Chi.

There are tens of millions of possibilities for the probability cloud to collapse, and with his magical powers he can only roughly deduce the situation of the direct target (Xu Chi).

Being able to indirectly deduce that Che Xiaomeng is pretending to be Wan Fa is already the limit.

More detailed information can only be obtained when one of the possibilities actually happens.

The source of all things, has actually reached this level?

Isn't this equivalent to the pro max version of Chen Yu's ability?

Alarm bells were ringing in Tang Sanzang's heart, and he had a very bad feeling.

But I can't tell what's wrong.

He was not careful for a moment and was sandwiched by two tentacles from the front and back, blocking his angle for movement and dodging.

The oncoming blow expanded rapidly, soon filling the entire field of vision.

boom!

He was like a small marble hit by a baseball bat, crashing into the ruins below.

Wanwu had succeeded in one move and was about to press on to win.

Suddenly, a huge white-haired evil ghost appeared and pounced on him.

Everything was startled, and the hands slowed down.

Later I found out that it was a mental attack fantasy caused by the inner demon.

"You have such a small skill, and you dare to show off your skills in front of me! Break it!"

With a roar, the white-haired evil ghost disappeared.

But the purpose of rescuing the inner demon has been achieved.

"What the hell, focus!"

He was very dissatisfied with his bad friends.

Tang Sanzang appeared beside him with a calm expression.

"It doesn't matter. That's it. I'm done."

As if the words come true,

Everything that was so invincible a second ago, its ridiculously huge body, suddenly began to tremble violently.

"How dare you do this, you thief!" He screamed.