The miraculous performance of the demon prophet made Luo Qingshan look at him with new eyes.

"Sure enough, in terms of prophecy, the Abyss Demon has accumulated bloodline wisdom."

Precipitate knowledge into wisdom, form wisdom into a bloodline, and pass it on from generation to generation.

Future successors will continue to stand at the height of their predecessors as a starting point and continue to understand the way of prophecy. Over time, the height they can reach will be unmatched by other civilizations.

Luo Qingshan did not show any strange emotions. A species like a prophet can predict future dangers when he senses something is wrong. As long as he has malicious intentions, the other party will definitely notice it.

However, Luo Qingshan is not bad in this regard. The way of heavenly secrets isolates the other party's way of prophecy, making it difficult for the other party to peek into his future.

The silver-haired demon prophet shook his head slightly.

The Lord of Chaos understood in his mind that it was obvious that he had obtained the result, but the result was not what he wanted.

It is not surprising that the Lord of Chaos also knows how to resist the prophecy of the Demonic Prophet.

The first floor of the God's Tomb is a world.

The two lords, Luo Qingshan and Lord Chaos, under the guidance of the devil's prophet, walked on the sixth floor as if on smooth ground, easily avoiding danger.

But their mood was not as happy as they imagined. They felt the strong energy fluctuations coming from the sixth floor of the God's Tomb, and the presence of artifacts like the God's Tomb also trembled. It was obvious that the battle below was fierce.

"Speed ​​up, the God's Tomb may not be able to withstand the battle between the nine hell monarchs and the thirteen red demons."

Lord Chaos spoke up.

"I agree. The energy they release can destroy a world without any problem. Even if the material and refining method of the tomb of gods reach the level of dark artifacts, it will still be difficult to withstand a battle between twenty-two top-level masters of the Maharaja level.

After all, artifacts have their limits."

Luo Qingshan looked solemn.

He killed powerful men like the Blood Lord. Although there was some moisture, his strength had already reached the level of a top lord.

Despite this, his strength is only equivalent to the fourth to fifth level of a mage practitioner. Unless his identity as a qigong practitioner is revealed, he may be able to reach the level of a seventh-level mage practitioner in his extreme state.

However, even with this strength, he is still unable to compete with the Great Lord of the Abyss.

The strength of the Great Lord of the Abyss is definitely not inferior to that of any alchemist at the ninth level, and the power he exerts in hell is at the level of a half-step alchemist.

Twenty-two half-step Taoist masters, in the narrow space, energy raged, constantly impacting the tomb of the gods.

Once, twice, three times, maybe the tomb of God will still stand.

However, the energy is constantly superimposed, and the energy storm formed becomes larger and larger, and will eventually burst the entire God's Tomb.

If the two of them cannot enter the ninth floor of the black pyramid and enter the real tomb of the dark god as soon as possible, they will most likely be affected by this energy and eventually die in the aftermath of the battle.

"The hateful Overlord of Hell, they want to liquidate all the lords of the Chaos Territory. In a war of this level, unless the lords join the Overlord's fighting ranks, otherwise, under a deliberate attack, the lords of the Chaos Territory will be destroyed by hell.

The great monarch obliterated it."

The Chaos Lord looked at the Red Cloud Demon meaningfully.

Seeing that Chiyun Demon was unmoved, he couldn't help but become more and more curious about this new lord. Lord Chaos understood that there was no guarantee that the other party would really have the power to compete with him.

"We can bear the risks on the sixth floor, so let's be simple and violent, eliminate the danger at once, and fly directly to the entrance to the seventh floor."

Luo Qingshan understood in his mind that until now, this chaos lord is still thinking about how to solve himself.

Sure enough, all negotiations are based on strength.

Since you doubt my strength, I will let you see it.

"Hell Frost Forbidden Curse."

Luo Qingshan quickly formed seals with his hands, revealing a huge shadow of the Abyss Dragon. This time, the power of the forbidden spell was once again enhanced.

Over the past month, he has used various means to continuously improve the abyss spells, among which the Hell Frost Forbidden Curse is the focus.

The phantom body of the Abyss Dragon continuously releases streaks of white frost breath. Wherever it goes, everything freezes. Even time and space are frozen, and the entire space is covered by frost.

He changed the way the spell was released, directly freezing the entire sixth floor of the Tomb of Gods.

"The means of guarding the tomb left by the owner of the God's Tomb have been sealed by my frost. Now we can ignore the crisis and go straight to the entrance to the seventh floor."

The terrifying power of releasing such a huge forbidden curse from the Abyss Dark Dragon's bloodline in an instant made the Lord of Chaos secretly surprised. This was beyond the scope of his assessment of the Red Cloud Demon's strength.

"Is this one of the three forbidden spells inherited by the Abyss Dark Dragon? Good idea. I wonder if you have mastered the other two forbidden spells? I really want to see the other two of the world-famous Abyss Dark Dragon's three forbidden spells.

What a grace."

"I believe you don't want to see Lord Chaos. The other two forbidden spells are immature and I can't control their power."

Luo Qingshan's digression meant that even if the Lord of Chaos saw the last two forbidden curses, he would be greeted only by death and destruction.

The Chaos Lord was angry, but he understood that now was not the time to start a dispute. The overall situation was more important.

The seventh floor.

Hell Frost Forbidden Curse!

The ice was biting to the bone, and several demon prophets were shivering with cold, and they used their strength to resist the frost and drive away the cold.

There is something wrong with Lord Chiyun.

Even the Lord of Chaos may not be able to continuously release such a powerful forbidden spell in a very short period of time.

But he saw that Lord Chiyun's aura was stable and he still maintained a sense of mystery under his bronze mask.

The surging hot breath gave them the illusion that the spacious seventh floor space turned into an ice sculpture world, which was not done by Lord Chiyun at all.

The Chaos Lord looked solemn, feeling the increasingly fierce energy fluctuations in the battle below, and he endured it.

This Lord Chiyun is a formidable enemy.

Vigilance is heightened to the extreme.

This is what Luo Qingshan wants. Before entering the ninth level, the power he exerts can deter the Chaos Lord and prevent him from messing around.

The Chaos Lord waved his sleeves, and a strange force protected the five demon prophets and quickly restored their injuries from the cold air.

"Two Lords, the seventh floor is temporarily frozen, but the hidden backhand has also been awakened. We only have one minute to enter the eighth floor, otherwise, we will face the evil spirit of the Dark God sleeping on this floor.

"

The silver-haired ram demon prophet said respectfully. He finally understood the truth. The so-called danger is relative to other people. For such abnormally powerful abyss lords, the means they have at their disposal are enough to make them ignore the dark gods leaving behind.

The secret hand.

Frozen everything, the so-called mechanisms, energy, and evil spirits were all frozen in the big ice cave, freezing time and space, providing them with a short period of safety when they reached the passage to the eighth floor.

Luo Qingshan pointed out the direction, and the five demon prophets avoided risks, found the real entrance of the cave, and took them into the eighth layer of the cave entrance again.

When they entered the eighth floor of the black pyramid, a powerful oppressive force came, and the terrifying aura passed through the ninth floor to the eighth floor.

But the scene in front of them shocked them all.

The eighth floor is simply a garbage dump, with mountains of treasures that have decayed over time.

The crystal as huge as a mountain peak is condensed from amethyst, and the energy inside has been lost.

All kinds of rare treasures from heaven, materials and earth are dim and dull.

The smell of decay hits your face and makes you sick.

"Even if they are gods, their treasures cannot withstand the erosion of time and space and turn into nothing."

Luo Qingshan sighed.

The aura of the chaotic territory was turbulent, and his heart fluctuated violently. The world transformed into the eighth floor of the God's Tomb in front of him was full of treasures from a whole world, but it had been transformed by the erosion of millions of years or even longer time.

For nothing.

It is impossible to escape immortality without entering it.

This is an eternal law.

Even the dark gods will grow old sometimes, but they have found a way to age together with heaven and earth to avoid turning into decaying loess.

No wonder, the black pyramid does not look like the tomb of a god. Even the tombs of some great monarchs are more dangerous than his.

This may be because this divine tomb has existed underground for too long and has been completely eroded by time.

"Godhead, divine corpse, hope still exists."

Luo Qingshan felt slightly unhappy inside.

This result did not satisfy him.

But it seems that he also understands that the energy required to operate such a huge God's Tomb Restriction is absolutely massive.

The energy contained in these heavenly materials and earthly treasures, as well as various cultivation materials, is very likely to be used to run the black pyramid and some key things.

"My two lords, the tomb of God is completely isolated from the outside world."

The silver-haired devil prophet gave a reminder.

The Lord of Chaos nodded with difficulty. The treasure of the gods that was readily available turned out to be just a pile of rubbish. Such a huge gap made his mentality almost collapse.

There is also the Godhead, and there is the Godhead.

The Chaos Lord took a deep breath. He understood very well that the crystallization of the Great Way, such as the Godhead, could not be weakened by time, because the Godhead was part of the energy incarnation of the will of the abyss.
To be continued...