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Chapter 666 The Endless Sea

During a dizzy turn, after experiencing a spatial change that Wang Zheng could not understand, Wang Zheng raised his eyes again, but he had already appeared in a deserted ruin.

The ruins are extremely vast, and they are completely ruins that cannot be seen at first sight.

What's even more terrifying is that the spatial structure here is extremely complex, just like countless small worlds pieced together.

In some places, there are endless magma surging, and tall giants lying in the magma.

In some places, the thunder almost solidified into solid form, and the gods with broken wings were pierced by the sword and floated in it.

As for the sky? Wang Zheng looked up and saw that there were endless disasters above the sky, containing many terrible powers. Wang Zheng was very familiar with those powers, which were the power of the endless sea!

"This is the seabed of the Endless Sea?"

Wang Zheng had just had this idea in his mind, and the next moment he felt like he was being targeted by a flood and beast. The Pope of Power looked at Wang Zheng with a ferocious look on his face, and a divine light in his hand began to brew.

"This is really angry..."

Facing death directly, Wang Zheng was not as embarrassed as before this time. Instead, he tried his best to activate the true energy that was almost forcibly frozen, intending to make a desperate attempt.

But before Wang Zheng could shake a trace of true energy, the Pope's expression on the opposite side suddenly changed. He almost didn't think about it. He flew towards the distance with an altar that was already the size of a lotus platform.

On the altar, the chains of infinite order were exploring into the void, and the majestic power was still surging. Obviously, even in the endless sea, the altar was constantly absorbing the power of the Bull Demon King.

The terrifying pressure disappeared immediately. Wang Zheng and others were gasping for breath as if they were saved by drowning people.

It is already rare in the world that a group of fifth-level bosses were scared to this point.

"roll!"

The Pope of Power suddenly burst out with anxiety. In another world bordering this ruin, Pope of Power rushed forward and punched him without thinking!

The demigod-level corpse could not resist the Pope's punch and turned into ashes.

However, the terrifying power of the Pope also caused the corpses of that small world to riot collectively.

The gods die without being stiff. In some cases, the fifth-level powerful person will not return to heaven and earth after death. Instead, they will retain the pure power source and wander in the void.

At this moment, the power of the Pope was inspiring, and the corpses of the powerful people in the small world, and even the corpses of the gods, were instinctively rioting, and the terrifying power leaned towards the only life, the Pope of Power.

The angel with broken wings, the headless cultivator, the blood clan whose heart is pierced, and the orc who is cut twice by one knife...

The endless source energy tilted towards the Pope of Power.

But although Pope Power was full of anxiety, he was so timid that he saw the altar under his feet blooming from dark light, and the whole world instantly turned into a dark world.

Darkness swallowed everything, and all the power and the corpses of the gods were swallowed up!

The Pope of Power stepped on the altar and became the only existence in the darkness, quickly crossing the world.

Wang Zheng and others looked at all this with a serious expression. After a moment, the Demon Saint suddenly bowed to several god-making masters in Wanbao Pavilion:

"Thank you, fellow Taoists, for helping you, I won't bother you next."

When the strong men from Wanbao Pavilion heard this, their faces were a little better. No one wanted to die if they could survive, especially those who had lived for countless years, who did not want to die even more.

After seeing that the strange altar of the Pope of Power actually had the power to stop the goddess of life, these four powerful men had already planned to retreat. Now the Demon Saint took the initiative to propose, which undoubtedly gave them a step.

The few people nodded, and then rushed towards the sky without hesitation.

Although outside the sky is the depths of the endless sea, it is better than killing the Pope back at such a powerful force.

Watching the few people leave, Wang Zheng looked at the demon saint with a serious expression: "Senior, we?"

"My friend has done enough, and I will be enough next time." The demon saint's tone was plain, as if he had taken life and death lightly.

Wang Zheng sneered: "Senior, do you look down on me, Mr. Wang?"

"Oh?" The Demon Saint was a little surprised.

Wang Zheng smiled relaxedly: "There are still things under the box, but next, seniors are sure to follow?"

The Demon Saint nodded: "The Pope's expression changed drastically, and he didn't even care about killing us for the little time. I think his layout should have changed dramatically. It's better to keep up and take a look, maybe everything will turn around."

Wang Zheng nodded slightly: "I mean that's the same thing."

The Demon Saint looked at Wang Zheng carefully for a while, and suddenly laughed heroically and said, "No matter whether you can save Senior Niu Demon King, my friend will be my best friend in the Southern Demon Clan in the future!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Zheng showed a satisfied smile on his face.

What is the reason why I was fighting to the death to take such a big risk? Isn’t it just the words of the Demon Saint?

Of course, if it is inevitable to die, Wang Zheng will definitely not choose to be executed generously. The reason why he chose to follow the scene was mainly because Wang Zheng had the capital to save his life.

Of course, the so-called capital for saving lives is not the kind that is invincible, let alone the god of killing against the will of heaven... but Wang Zheng is sure to persevere until the arrival of the goddess of life.

The two agreed, and then they no longer used their own means to fly quickly along the passage opened by the Pope.

Fortunately, the Pope was anxious and in order to hurry up, he almost used his supreme power to crush him.

Otherwise, the free energy in small worlds would be easy to say, but if the corpse is accidentally touched, it would be troublesome.

After all, Wang Zheng and the Demon Saint are not figures in the realm of immortal gods. It’s okay if one or two are one or two, but the fact is that once you start, it’s not a problem of one or two at all, but the last energy counterattack of all the corpses of the strong!

Wang Zheng and the Demon Saint were not as fast as the Pope of Power. After all, the Pope of Power’s use of space is no longer in the realm of the human world.

However, because the Pope violently cleared out a path, Wang Zheng and the others were unobstructed.

Soon, the two traveled through one small world after another due to the fall of the immortal gods, and finally saw the Pope of Power.

At this moment, the Pope of Power is in a shocking battle with another strong man.

The aftermath of the battle just caused the small world around to collapse instantly!
Chapter completed!
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