Chaos God's Nest

Making a decision in his heart, Mo Pan suddenly slapped a palm towards Yan Xiaohuang's chest.

Seeing this, Yan Xiaohuang also threw out a fist to resist.

"boom!"

The physical strength of both sides was fully displayed at this moment, and their bodies made rumbling sounds at the same moment.

At the same time, Mo Pan took this opportunity and quickly moved away, no longer choosing to continue fighting with Yan Xiaohuang.

In response, Yan Xiaohuang did not choose to chase him, but stood on the spot, looking directly at Mo Pan in the distance and said slowly: "What? Are you afraid?"

Hearing this, Mo Pan couldn't help but sneer, and then replied: "Afraid? How could I be afraid? I just don't want to continue this meaningless fight!"

While speaking, Mo Pan first dropped the magic sword in his hand behind his back, and then slowly raised his right hand and grasped it suddenly.

In an instant, an unprecedented powerful aura surged out from his body, and along with it, there was an indescribable and huge coercion, which made people feel inexplicable heart palpitations.

"It's time to end this fight!"

"Do you really think you can suppress me?" Yan Xiaohuang narrowed his eyes and asked in a deep voice.

"It's not a feeling, it's a certainty!" Mo Pan said with a smile, and his whole body suddenly exuded an unparalleled confidence.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but smile: "You are very confident! But do you know that prosperity will inevitably lead to decline? Especially when a person is extremely confident, he will most likely face failure!"

"Huh! Failure? Since I was born, I have never experienced a defeat!" Mo Pan snorted coldly, and then said again, "Do you know how many people have said the same thing as you? But they were all defeated in the end. My hand, and now, you are no exception!"

Hearing this, the smile on Yan Xiaohuang's face couldn't help but grow stronger, and then he shook his head and smiled slowly, "Really? It's a pity that they are them, and I am me!"

After saying that, Yan Xiaohuang stood with one hand in the air and stepped forward slightly, saying again: "Come on! Use your strongest magic! I feel that there is a very powerful magic power in your body!" It must be the inherited secret method of your magic treasure body that day! If you hadn't been promoted to the ancient martial arts realm, you probably wouldn't have been able to use it! Now, I'll give you this opportunity!"

"Okay, okay! Since you want to die, then I will make it happen for you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Pan stepped forward with his feet, a drop of blood slipped from his fingertips, bursting with infinite luster.

In an instant, the pressure around him became a little stronger again, and a terrifying and suffocating aura surged out from his body and filled the entire place.

Night falls, but there is no bright moon, only endless black evil energy sweeping the world. The stars are dim, the sun and the moon have no light, and a strange roar can be heard vaguely between the sky and the earth.

At this moment, Mo Pan's whole body was completely shrouded in infinite demonic energy. He actually used the demonic blood to transform into the true body of the demon. The figure had the sun, moon and sky above its head, with its feet on the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas. It was blurry and huge, like the arrival of an unparalleled demon god. , overlooking the world, one thought can determine life and death, and destroy people's souls in an instant.

"Looking back in a blink of an eye, the sea has changed, and the eternal silence has disappeared! Looking back again, it seems like an illusion, like a dream, things have changed and people have changed, but it's just a snap of the fingers!"

The demon's true form slowly opened its mouth, its voice was ancient and vicissitudes of life, and the light in its eyes seemed to penetrate through the ages.

This is the forbidden power belonging to the Demon Treasure Body, which awakens a ray of will from the ancient supreme being.

At this moment, around that huge figure, all laws were wiped out, and the void collapsed. Countless immortals and demons worshiped, knelt in admiration, and thousands of beasts roared and screamed in surprise.

Off the field, many powerful onlookers were moved when they saw this, their bodies trembled, and they stared intently at the huge and terrifying figure in the sky and earth in front of them.

Meng Liuxi, the great elder of the Meng family, seemed to have thought of something. Looking at the majestic figure, he said with disbelief in his eyes: "Thousands of demons are worshiping and all the immortals are worshiping. Could it be him?"

"It should be! A supreme existence that is only recorded in the annals of history!" Jiang Boyue, the elder of the Jiang family, nodded and responded. His words were a little hurried, and he seemed to be very excited.

"Haha! Although I was not born in the same era as him, it is worth my life to be able to admire his supreme heroic figure in my lifetime!!" Wang Tengguang, the elder of the Wang family, said with a flushed face and a smile, as if he could see such an existence. , is the greatest satisfaction for him.

"Supreme existence? Who...is he?" A young monk from the Ji family asked curiously.

"Ugh!"

Hearing this, Ji Hengchu, the elder of the Ji family, let out a long sigh, and then said slowly with a look of regret on his face: "You asked very well, but it's a pity that we don't know his real name! We only know that the people of that generation once called him He is the Demon Lord! He has unparalleled talents!"

"The Demon Lord is an extremely powerful man from endless years ago. He rose up in the prehistoric era and aspired to be the leader in the ancient times. He is a man who truly amazed an era!" From a distance, the Peacock God King stepped into the air with his hands behind his back, his face calm and slow. said.

"That's right! Our Heavenly Demon Academy also has many records about his old man. Although there are no specific stories about him, there are very details about how amazing and powerful he is!"

Ning Jiuxiao also came, walking slowly in the void. Beside him, Ning Xuanxuan stood quietly.

Unlike others, Ning Xuanxuan at this moment was only paying attention to Yan Xiaohuang, with worry evident in her eyes.

"Senior Ning!"

Seeing Ning Jiuxiao's arrival, some of the powerful people present hurriedly saluted to show their respect.

"No need to be polite!" Ning Jiuxiao waved his hand and said.

Then, he slowly turned around with his hands behind his back, his eyes looking directly at the majestic figure above the sky, and then said: "About the Demon Lord, there was such a record in the historical records:

With the sun and moon under his feet, and stars in his hands, there is no one like him in the world; with a wave of his hand, the whole world will be extinguished; with a snap of his fingers, no trace will be left for eternity! With just a slight turn of the eyes, three thousand demon gods can all kowtow, and one hundred thousand immortal soldiers can bow to you! It is an existence that truly shocks ancient and modern times and is astonishing for eternity! "

"hiss!"

Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but take a breath.

"It's so powerful? In this case, how can Yan Xiaohuang still have any chance of winning?" A young member of the Wang family said with wide eyes.

"No!" Ning Jiuxiao slowly shook his head, "This is just a shadow of the Demon Lord. His strength is far less than one ten millionth of what it was originally. He certainly still has a chance of winning!"

"I see!"

Hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

indeed so! If such a supreme being could be easily recalled by Mo Pan through his blood, would that be a big deal?

At this moment, the people with the most frightened expressions in the audience were none other than the many newcomers from the ancient tribes. They were all people of that era. Although they had been sleeping for a long time, they had also witnessed the most powerful people of that era.

Naturally, they know best whether the figure in front of them is real. Although the strength of this figure is far less than one ten millionth of the original one, it is still enough to make them feel horrified.

Yan Xiaohuang's brows furrowed tightly as he stared at the shocking figure in front of him.

Unexpectedly, the bloodline power of the Black Demon Treasure Body could be so pure that even the supreme demon lord in ancient times was awakened by it. At this moment, if it were an ordinary person, he would have lost his will to fight!

Thinking of this, Yan Xiaohuang couldn't help but ask loudly: "Are you Mo Pan? Or the Demon Lord?"

"Who do you think I am?" the figure replied slowly.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang suddenly laughed, and then said: "It doesn't matter who you are! Even if you have shocked the past and present! You still created an immortal myth! Today, after all, you are no longer you!"

"Hahaha!"

The figure suddenly laughed, and the laughter stirred up the world, causing the sun, moon, mountains and rivers to shake, and the void of laws to shake.

"You are right! I am indeed no longer me, my true body has long been lost in the endless years!"

"The heavens and the earth are long! Time has no history and no end, so how can we talk about eternity? No matter how powerful you are, you will never escape death!"

The Demon Lord spoke slowly, and the old voice seemed to travel through the distant past and reach into the boundless future.

"Young heroes like you are the bright stars in the future. I can't bear to take action. You can choose to admit defeat directly! I will ask my descendants to spare your life!" The Demon Lord said calmly.

Hearing this, Yan Xiaohuang did not speak, but slowly shook his head: "You talk so much nonsense! Take action!"

"What? Do you really want to die? Do you know that even though my current strength is less than one ten millionth of what it was back then, I can still easily kill you!" The Demon Lord was a little sulky, with a slightly angry tone. said.

"There is no way out, where is the source! I don't want to die, I just want to prove the Tao and Fruit. If I don't become the strongest! How can I talk about the future?" Yan Xiaohuang replied calmly.

Hearing this, the Demon Lord's figure suddenly trembled, and then his eyes looked straight down, as if he wanted to see through Yan Xiaohuang.

"You...you really look like an old friend of mine. You look similar, you look similar, and even the way you speak and the way you do things are similar!"

"After all these years, he and I will never see each other again! I am dead and buried in eternity, but he will come back eventually, for those of us who cannot come back!"

"Is it Yuan? Many people have said the same thing to me as you! It's a pity that I am me and he is him!" Yan Xiaohuang said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the Demon Lord's body couldn't help but tremble again.

With a wave of his hand, he completely enveloped this space and isolated it from the outside.

"It seems you are really him!" The Demon Lord said with twinkling eyes.

"I said, I'm not him, I'm just me!" Yan Xiaohuang replied firmly.

Hearing this, the Demon Lord suddenly laughed and said: "Really? Do you think you can get rid of it? Do you know what he is carrying? Do you know that you originated from him, were born in him, and will eventually end up in him?" It will be him! This is an unchangeable fact!”

"I can get rid of it! I will cut off the past!" Yan Xiaohuang replied in a deep voice.

"How to cut it off?"

"Cut it off with the Dao! This time, I will take a different path from him!"

Hearing this, the Demon Lord stopped talking and looked at Yan Xiaohuang. He was silent for a long time before saying again: "That's it! Maybe there are no two similar flowers in the world. You are him, but you are not entirely him! But that's okay. ! Only by cutting off all the past can we open up a new future! In this life, you are destined to shock the past and present again, even more than in the past!"

Yan Xiaohuang's eyes flickered when he heard this, and three figures suddenly appeared in his mind. One was the handsome man in white with an extraordinary posture, and the other was the woman holding an umbrella standing on the stone bridge in the Forbidden Land of the Ancient Gods. As for the last one, it was the handsome scholar who was chatting with him over tea in the Eye of Collapse.

He vaguely guessed something. It was related to his past. It seemed that he had really been the reincarnation or reincarnation of a certain powerful existence, and these people seemed to be waiting for him.

Perhaps, as the Demon Lord in front of him said, he will come back for the sake of those who cannot come back!

And can I really cut off the past?

"Okay! I don't have much time! I'm going to take action. I only have one move. If you can catch it, you will win this battle!" The Demon Lord interrupted Yan Xiaohuang's thoughts and said in a deep voice.

"bring it on!"

Yan Xiaohuang nodded, having abandoned all distracting thoughts, his expression extremely determined.

After the words fell, the Demon Lord finally took action. In an instant, the sky and the earth were dim, the sun and the moon had no light, and endless demonic clouds enveloped the world, and they were as dark as ink and exploded.

A blood-red luster emerged from the black clouds. In an instant, a giant hand covering the sky slowly appeared, like a sky dome reaching down. The pressure it carried was huge, as if it wanted to hold the world in the palm of its hand.

"What is the hand of the devil? I can hold the world in my palm, I can embrace the stars in my hand, and everything in the world is under my control with my thoughts! Do you...understand?"

The Demon Lord's huge and hazy body stood between heaven and earth, two red lights shot out from his eyes, he looked down at Yan Xiaohuang and said slowly.

Three thousand demon gods kowtowed together, and one hundred thousand immortal soldiers paid homage. At this moment, the projection of the demon lord was like the master of all things. He could do whatever he wanted, and the heaven and earth were bound by him, and everything was under his control. The power was so terrifying that he could cover the sky with one hand. Unparalleled.

In this regard, Yan Xiaohuang remained silent, but his eyes bloomed with endless fighting spirit. The next moment, an unparalleled bright golden light burst out from his body, illuminating the entire world in the blink of an eye, like a rising sun. .

"Boom!"

The world shook, and behind Yan Xiaohuang, a golden stone bridge slowly appeared, exuding a strong aura of the avenue.

Under the stone bridge, a white river surges forward, reflecting the bright spots of light. They are the endless stars in the sky. They seem to be integrated with the river, turning into an endless galaxy. I don’t know where it comes from and where it flows. .

"Boom!"

Yan Xiaohuang raised the bridge on the other side, and the golden bridge continued to enlarge above his head. Gradually, it actually merged with the shadow of the stone bridge.

"The Supreme One appears on the Supreme Bridge, and the eternal flow flows under the Supreme Bridge! If you want to find the way to heaven and earth, the bridge on the other side is the source!"

There was a sudden sound from heaven and earth, spreading to all directions.

On the bridge on the other side, the atmosphere of the avenue becomes more intense, the rhyme of the avenue circulates, and the lines of the avenue are densely covered, like threads, slowly falling down.

"Although you are powerful, you are only the you you once were! If you were born in the same era as me, I could suppress you in the blink of an eye!"

Yan Xiaohuang raised his head to the sky and said angrily, an unprecedentedly powerful aura erupted from his body, and golden light shone for an eternity. At this moment, he was like an unyielding God of War, with unrivaled thoughts emanating from his body.

"Break it for me!"

Following Yan Xiaohuang's roar, the divine bridge behind him suddenly shook, emitting a dazzling divine glow.

The next moment, on the Divine Bridge, terrifying and frightening powerful figures slowly appeared one after another, hazy and illusory but lifelike, with various poses and shapes.

The rich Tao Yun shrouds the whole body of these figures. They are all the projections of countless powerful creatures throughout the ages. They all stand on the sacred bridge, seeming to be waiting, and even more like expecting.

"Buzz!"

The heaven and earth resonated, the avenue vibrated, and the golden word "source" suddenly appeared on Yan Xiaohuang's chest. The golden light on it was shining brightly, and the meaning of the Tao was high-spirited, as if it were made by nature, but also seemed to be crafted by skill.

The next moment, on the divine bridge, countless figures turned into golden brilliance and poured towards the word "source" one after another and then poured into it.

When the divine flower restrained itself, all the brilliance dissipated, and only the golden word "source" shook slightly around it, and then slowly greeted it, moving lightly towards the giant hand covering the sky above.

boom!

The brilliance was bright and dazzling, grand and glorious, and accompanied by the sound of the heaven and earth exploding, Yan Xiaohuang's figure was completely swallowed up.

"Crack!"

A crisp sound came, and the barrier previously laid by the Demon Lord suddenly shattered, and the onlookers outside saw a flash of light in front of their eyes, illuminating the entire world.

After all the dim light was gone, only Yan Xiaohuang's figure stood in front of him. His condition was a bit miserable, his clothes were ragged, and his whole body was covered with bloodstains. Only his body could not stand, and he was unyielding. , like a rock.

On the opposite side, Mo Pan was lying in the ruins, motionless, and his condition was even more miserable.

The result was obvious, and the battle ended with Yan Xiaohuang's victory.

Everyone was silent. Although there was a barrier blocking sight and sound, they could still feel what kind of terrifying battle was taking place inside. The pressure was beyond the scope of everyone's understanding, even those present. The same is true for many strong men.

After a long time, Jiang Boyue, the old man of the Jiang family, took the lead and sighed: "Hey! Living in the same era with such a life, I really don't know whether I should feel lucky or sad for you!"

This sentence was what he said to the younger monks of the Jiang family, or perhaps to all the younger monks in the world. When the latter heard this, they were all silent.

The leader of the Demonic Cult arrived, standing in the void with his hands behind his back, looking at his defeated son. He did not speak, but took him away with a big hand.

Mo Pan just passed out, and Yan Xiaohuang did not kill him completely. There was no life-or-death enmity between the two parties, even though the other party had been clamoring to kill him before that.

Before leaving, the Demonic Cult Leader just looked back at Yan Xiaohuang. There was no murderous intent in his eyes, but instead there was a bit of a weird look in his eyes.

This made Yan Xiaohuang a little surprised and confused. He didn't realize it until the voice of the Demon Cult Leader came to his ears.

"Boy! Thank you so much! My son was too arrogant before, and I failed to persuade him several times. Now that you have defeated him, you have indirectly educated him for me! You are very strong! He is the only one who can have a disciple like you in Huang Que. Good luck! But..."

At this point, the Demon Cult Master suddenly paused and said no more words.

"Nothing but what?" Yan Xiaohuang was puzzled and asked via voice transmission.

"Ha ha."

The other party suddenly laughed, and after a long time he slowly replied: "The path of a strong man is destined to be lonely. You can defeat other opponents again and again, but in the end you cannot escape the invasion of loneliness. If you don't believe it, you can go there by yourself in the future. Confirmed!"

"Why do you say that to me?" Yan Xiaohuang asked again.

"It was the one who asked me to tell you before he left. He also said that you are you, but you are also him, and you can't get rid of it after all!"

After the voice fell, Yan Xiaohuang did not speak again this time, and looked in the direction where the Demon Cult Master left in silence for a long time.