Nightmare Corrosion

Bang!

The Holy Master's horrified head was still in the air when a big hand suddenly appeared and pinched it, then exploded.

A huge amount of golden blood and flesh seemed to fall like a heavy rain in the entire space, but the next second, the broken body of the Holy Lord, together with the flesh and blood, was all condensed by an inexplicable force.

Far away from Lu En, the Holy Lord's body appeared again, but this time, he was not so calm.

"This is impossible!"

The Holy Lord looked at himself and then at Lu En, who was not far away. It seemed a little hard to accept it for a moment.

"How did you do it?"

Chi!

After a soft sound, the Holy Lord focused his eyes again and saw the palm that was not out of his chest, but this time it was no longer one, but two big hands that exuded bright spiritual light, and violently tore it apart from the middle. open!

Then a big hand fell from the sky, grabbed the Holy Lord's head, tore it off from the body, raised it to Lu En's eyes, and looked at him.

"You mean, like this?"

Bang!

The head of the Holy Lord, which was so strong that ordinary archbishops could not even break through its defenses, once again exploded into a mass of mosaic material in Luen's hands. Before he could condense his body again, Luen's four arms were like falling meteors. Tear open vacuums in the fragile space!

"so?"

"so!"

"Still like this?!"

Before the Holy Lord's body had time to condense again, it was crushed evenly into a golden powder-like substance by an indescribable terrifying force, from blood to bones and even the strongest scales.

This mass of matter was like a ball of flour in Lu En's hands. He was continuously bombarded by him. In just one short breath, even the space was completely shattered, revealing the deep black void.

If the blast continues, Luen might be able to directly smash through this demigod realm and connect it to the real world!

"Too weak, too weak!"

"With your strength, how dare you call yourself the Holy Lord?!!"

A substantial scarlet light burst out from Lu En's eyes. He didn't know how strong he was now. The only thing he could be sure of was that he was still a hair away from the demigod level, but there was an unknown gap between him and the archbishop level. .

It had been a long time since he had encountered an enemy who was evenly matched with him. As a former demigod, he actually had very high expectations for the Holy Lord.

"If you only have this kind of power, it would be too disappointing for me, Holy Lord!"

Boom!

Violent and ferocious power erupted from Lu En's hand along with the spiritual light like the falling sun. The golden substance formed by the flesh and blood of the Holy Lord was eroded, annihilated, and died in an instant.

The entire space where the World Tree is located was almost destroyed by Lu En in an instant, but it was restored again the next moment. This is already the core area of ​​the demigod realm. If a space storm breeds here, then the realm will be destroyed. It's not far.

Moreover, he was not worried that the Holy Lord would be killed by him.

Lu En turned to look at the golden veins on the World Tree, which were still slowly but surely spreading upward. Just as Lu En destroyed the Holy Lord, it occupied about one-tenth of the area.

"I see."

A heavy sigh came from the void, followed by a glistening golden color, slowly starting from the fingertips, seemingly slowly but quickly, and outlined a figure in front of Lu En.

Compared with before, except that the body is also golden, this figure is almost the same as a human. Even the body shape is maintained at the same level as Lu En. It is covered with a robe that is as soft as water and as hard as iron. .

Softness and hardness were originally two opposing concepts, but they appeared in the Holy Lord in perfect harmony.

"Relying on pure strength and speed, it can actually produce an effect like spatial teleportation?"

As a demigod, manipulating space has almost become an instinct. However, if you teleport in the core area, you are likely to fall into other places, so Lu En only uses his extremely powerful body.

However, to burst out at a speed comparable to teleportation, even a being like the Holy Lord cannot react, and the physical strength required can be imagined to be terrifying.

"On the path of witchcraft, you have surpassed the emperor witch and are qualified to let me know your name, the unknown great witch."

The Holy Lord stood quietly in front of Lu En, but it gave him a completely different feeling. It was as if the ferocious-looking Holy Lord before was just a fake and shoddy product, and the difference was particularly obvious.

"You can call me Lu En, but you are wrong about one thing. This is also the path opened by the Imperial Witch."

Lu En did not take action immediately. The feeling given to him by the Holy Lord in front of him was at least ten times stronger than the one at the beginning. This was already a terrifying level.

However, Lu En did not bother to take credit for other people's work. The pioneer of the ancestral witch path was the imperial witch. He made no secret of this and did not think it would have any impact on his own image.

Just like on the Blue Star, the two thinkers who opened up a new revolutionary path are indeed great, but in the ancient country where he lives, the great man who practices the path and ultimately succeeds, has the glory of it been dimmed?

"Then, Great Witch Luen, I will remember you."

The Holy Lord nodded gently. His face was ordinary and his eyes were indifferent. As soon as he finished speaking, a golden fist suddenly appeared in front of Lu En!

The space around him shattered again. In the deep black void, the Holy Lord seemed to be the only light, a god who created the world, and Lu En was the only abnormal thing in this opened world that should not exist!

Destruction!

Destruction!!!

Destruction!!!

The invisible and intangible power that can be clearly perceived gathered on the Holy Lord's fist. It seemed that life was really born in the darkness around it. After experiencing the disillusionment of life and death, it issued a common and strong roar to destroy another individual emitting light in this world!

When the time comes, the world and the earth are all in the same force. When the luck is gone, the hero is not free!

And now Lu En feels that he is the person whose time and luck are gone. All things, including visible and invisible existences, are disgusted with or even participate in the process of destroying him. Even his heart is filled with endless panic and fear.

Yes, even this world, the fate in the dark has abandoned him and wants to destroy him, so what is there for him to resist, what else can he resist?

How can people go against the world and fate?

Bang!

With a light sound, the surrounding sounds disappeared, the world was disillusioned, and even this space was silently shattered into a uniform substance. Only the area where the world tree is located is still struggling to maintain.

The Holy Lord's eyes condensed slightly, and he looked forward and could see this indescribable punch, which was gently resisted by Lu En's outstretched palm as if he was fighting against a baby's fist.

"Interesting!"

The Holy Lord heard the figure in front of him and made such an evaluation.