In the depths of the bottomless hell, the space was torn apart, and the terrifying breath poured out like a tide.

With the arrival of Ernest Hayes, a chaotic force seemed to erupt from the depths of the void, distorting everything around him.

At this moment, armies from the Changing Sky also emerged, crawling out of the abyss of chaos, bringing endless destruction and terror.

The first one is the material world projection of a great demon of chaos, who is also the most powerful existence under [Xin Liezhi] - [The Demon Lord of All Changes].

On this gloomy and hopeless battlefield, the [All-Changing Demon Lord] stands tall, like a mobile fortress that threatens everywhere.

His body is huge, suspended in the void of the abyss like a hill, and his whole body exudes inviolable majesty and terror.

[The All-Changing Demon Lord]'s body is covered with layers of feathers. These feathers are not ordinary things, but are condensed from weird spiritual power.

The color of the feathers is constantly changing, from deep blue to burning golden red, and every change in color seems to declare the power of chaos.

The surface of the feather sometimes flows with flickering runes, and sometimes turns into a sharp blade, ready to cut off anything that dares to come close.

"The fourth sword holder in heaven~~~"

The projection of [The All-Changing Demon Lord] looks at the fourth sword holder in heaven.

His head is constantly changing shape, sometimes like a huge bird, with a sharp beak flashing with cold light, and sharp eyes that seem to be able to see through everything, and sometimes it changes into a face full of wisdom with a weird smile.

However, in the next moment, this face will transform into a demonic and terrifying face, full of suffocating pressure.

The feathers were like spiritual flames, covering his body in layers. Each feather was shining with blue, golden and red eerie light, beating with his emotional changes.

The edges of the feathers seem to be constantly twisting, as if they are constantly absorbing the surrounding chaotic energy and transforming it into more terrifying power.

When he looked down at Xia Xiu, his eyes were full of confusion, madness, confusion and sarcasm, as if he was mocking this warrior from heaven.

His voice penetrated the space and directly hit the depths of Xia Xiu's soul, trying to use 'cheap means' to disintegrate the enemy's mind and destroy the enemy's soul.

"My master, the great master from the Changing Heaven, allows me to say hello to you on his behalf."

This voice cut through the void like a sharp blade, carrying endless ridicule and contempt.

The power of chaos reached its peak at this moment, and the surrounding space began to distort unstablely. The boundary between reality and illusion became blurred, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.

The armies of Chaos began to line up, and the "domain" belonging to the Lord of Change began to cover Hell.

On the void battlefield, the power of chaos condensed invisibly, and the strange light flickered, as if the entire universe was pulsating with the will of [Xin Liezhi].

In the very center, stands a huge [Cursed Battle Flag, Weird Aura Battle Flag].

It also has an academic term in Terra - [Changing Crown Domain].

This battle flag seemed to be the core of the entire chaos. Its cloth was constantly changing colors, sometimes red as hot as blood, sometimes as deep blue as the abyss, and occasionally flashing an unsettling purple light.

The cloth of the battle flag is covered with complex and mysterious runes. These runes seem to be alive, flowing and jumping on the cloth, releasing an indescribable power that makes people shudder.

The five [Transformation Masters] are like the executors of heavenly punishment, sitting on their [All-Changing Flying Discs] floating in the void.

These masters are tall and almost similar to humans, but they exude a strange and terrifying aura.

Their bodies are wrapped in a thin layer of light, and the air around them is distorted by their presence.

The face of each master is full of cunning and mystery. The face is looming in the light and shadow, sometimes showing multiple different faces. These faces are constantly changing, making it difficult to see their true faces.

[Transformation Masters] wear robes that flow with strange light. These robes are woven from pure psychic power, and each fold exudes a different color, sometimes deep purple, sometimes burning gold.

In their hands, they held high a staff full of authority. This staff was like the authority of etheric energy. The top was inlaid with a gem that kept changing colors. There seemed to be countless souls surging inside the gem.

Supporting these [Transformation Masters] are [All-Changing Flying Discs], these flying discs are almost integrated with their owners.

These flying discs glide silently in the void, and their surfaces are as smooth as mirrors, reflecting the surrounding spiritual light like a ball of flowing mercury.

The bottom of the Frisbee is a face.

The face was twisted and cunning, with strange flames burning in its eyes, and these flames not only symbolized their fanaticism for Chaos, but also their endless contempt and contempt for their enemies.

In addition to the five flying discs supporting the [Twisted Lord], there are fifty [All-Changing Flying Discs] on the entire battlefield.

These fifty flying discs passed by at high speed around the battlefield. Their movements were fast and unpredictable. Each flying disc was riding a [Psychic Knight] who was changing the sky.

The knight was wearing exquisite psychic armor, the surface of the armor was flashing with psychic flames, and the weapons in his hands were also burning with wild flames. The flames left traces of psychic energy in the void, and crazy vortices were spinning.

Their eyes are filled with fanatical belief in chaos, and their faces are ferocious and twisted. They are the embodiment of chaos and destruction.

Above these flying disks, sixty [Screamers] were like giant birds in the wind, circling and flying in the void.

Their bodies are like giant rays, exuding light blue spiritual light, and their huge wings are covered with sharp bone spurs. Every time they flap their wings, the air seems to be torn apart, emitting a frightening sharp sound.

sound.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The voices of the [Screamers] seem to penetrate directly into the soul. The voices are not only harsh, but also carry some strange power.

Their sharp teeth and bone spurs flash with a deadly cold light, enough to tear through steel. Anyone who dares to stand in their way will be shattered into pieces in an instant.

Below these flying creatures, three hundred [Pink Fear Demons] were densely arranged, like a sea of ​​burning flames.

Their bodies are composed of blazing psychic flames, with pink and blue flames beating constantly on their bodies. The faces of each of the fear monsters are ferocious and twisted, and their eyes are burning with uncontrollable fanaticism. The short

The claws were waving and a shrill scream was made.

When these fear monsters gather together, the fluctuations of spiritual energy become more intense, and the surrounding void is distorted and turbulent by their presence, and the entire battlefield seems to be shaking violently under their feet.

A great demon of chaos projects into the material world. A God-chosen blessed cursed war banner. Five [Transformation Masters], fifty-five [All-changing Flying Disks] and [Psychic Knights], sixty [Screamers] three

Hundreds of [Pink Fear Monster].

This is far from over...

In this bottomless hell, the atmosphere of chaos permeates the air, and the whole world is trembling in anticipation of an upcoming decisive battle.

The chaotic army in the sky is shrouded in oppressive darkness, like the resurrection of the undead of countless ancient gods, exuding endless threats.

And in the center of all this, the figures of the two surviving Team Rocket members and the five recipients gradually emerged.

Their eyes were burning with hatred and fanaticism. These negative emotions had surpassed their reason and became the only force pushing them forward at this moment.

In the void, countless pairs of eyes are watching this scene, and countless souls are waiting for this fateful decisive battle.

The army of gods and Buddhas in the sky surrounds the fourth sword-holder in the kingdom of heaven, like the bloody mouths of countless giant beasts in the darkness, ready to devour this lonely angel at any time.

Every pair of eyes is flashing with blazing murderous intent, and every living thing is burning with endless hatred for this angel.

And in the center of all this, the pure white angel carrying twelve light particle wings seems to be in a sea of ​​death.

The long silver stick in his hand still shimmered with light, and the light was particularly dazzling in this endless darkness.

His eyes were calm and full of coldness, and he had already foreseen the coming bloody battle.

Both parties had a perfect understanding and did not engage in useless trash talk.

At this moment, words are meaningless and killing is the only language.

The hatred between them burned like a raging flame, and everyone was staring at each other, waiting for the momentary signal to act, waiting for the bloody battle to begin.

Everyone wants to chop each other into pieces.

"Huh~"

Xia Xiu slowly exhaled, as if making final preparations for the upcoming battle.

bite------

The [Triple Crown] behind him stopped flickering before, and began to erupt with unimaginable heat. The air was ignited in an instant, and the surrounding temperature suddenly rose.

The majestic and sacred crown seems to be the source of light and heat, emitting power fluctuations that make the enemy uneasy.

At the same time, his twelve light particle wings re-expanded in an instant, and turned into thirty-six light particle wings in an instant, stretching like angelic wings behind him, emitting a dazzling brilliance.

These wings of light were as sharp as blades and as sacred as holy light. They trembled slightly with his breathing and seemed to contain infinite energy, ready to demonstrate their unparalleled power in battle at any time.

Xia Xiu's pure white eyes flashed with magnificent data streams that only he could see. These data streams flowed and intertwined in his field of vision like countless stars, revealing the essence and secrets of this world.

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