Seeing Yang Fanhai finally opened his eyes with the words "Yang Zimo", Chen Weiming was overjoyed. But after seeing those red eyes as red as blood, he immediately felt like something was blocked in his throat and could not say anything.

"Zi Mo, Zi Mo!"

Yang Fanhai opened his bloody eyes and muttered to himself like a loss of consciousness. As if he had woken up from his dream, he saw Chen Weiming clearly and asked blankly: "Is it Zimo? Are you Zimo?"

Zimo... Chen Weiming felt inexplicably that Yang Zimo was indeed born after Yang Fanhai was suppressed. But this name was probably the one that Yang Fanhai had chosen before he set out.

When his wife was thinking about him, he was also thinking about them. Perhaps when he asked Fuxi to suppress him, Yang Fanhai was chanting this name in his heart.

At that moment, he must have wanted to see his child, rub his face and touch his head. Unfortunately, this simple wish is destined to be just a luxury.

That was his obsession before his death, and this name became his obsession. When he shouted this name, it was more useful than any thunder strike.

"Are you Zimo? Is it Zimo?"

Hearing Yang Fanhai's shout, Chen Weiming knew that there was not much time, so he shook his head and said, "No, I'm not Yang Zimo."

Before Yang Fanhai's eyes showed disappointment, he hurriedly said: "He is waiting for you outside, I am here to take you out. You have to be sober, you have to hold on, you must defeat the power of devouring. Only in this way can you see him!"

"Sobert...swallow...wake...swallow..."

Yang Fanhai kept repeating these words, as if he had remembered something, then his face showed pain and screamed. The only part of the face left was blue and red, as if two people were fighting for it.

After a while, I heard a cry of pain: "Ah! Get out of here!"

When he saw the black light flashing on his face, it exploded and shattered in an instant, and the redness in his eyes disappeared and he became normal.

His crazy eyes just now became sober, and it could even be said to be rational. He looked at Chen Weiming in front of him and asked, "Who are you?"

At this moment, he came back, and the human god of war was back.

Who am I... Chen Weiming opened his mouth and spit out a few words: "I am a human race!"

At this moment, what Yang Fanhai wanted to know was his position, not his name. The human race explained everything.

"What's going on now?"

Yang Fanhai asked again. At this moment, he was awake. He knew his situation and wanted to know the situation in the world.

Chen Weiming didn't say much and was straightforward: "The situation is very complicated, and the war is about to start again. You were released from the seal of Fuxi's ancestor god... You should know the consequences. Now Li Qinglian is waiting outside. Once you have no hope of saving you, he will kill you."

"You have to wake up immediately, otherwise everything will be over."

"It's too late!" Yang Fanhai said directly: "I know the situation. If it weren't for the Haoran Zhengqi Sword, I would have been gone long ago. Now it's on the verge of collapse, and I can't hold on for a long time."

He seemed to want to do something, but unfortunately his body was already stiff and he could only use the swelling of his true energy to make a sound, which was extremely rapid.

"Kill me...you go out and let Li Qinglian kill me."

Decisive and without hesitation.

"God of War, there must be a way, definitely..."

As soon as Chen Weiming persuaded him, he was interrupted by Yang Fanhai: "Kill me!"

These three words were roared out, and they were extremely anxious, as if they had reached an urgent level.

"I know more than anyone else's terrible body!" Yang Fanhai said at an extremely fast speed: "It carries the power and luck under the Heavenly Dao. The Heavenly Dao is seriously injured. When I cleanse the world, no one will come to clean me. I will devour the heaven and earth, devour everything, and destroy this world."

“There must be…”

"No, there is no way!" Yang Fanhai's voice became hoarse and rapid, as if he was about to be unable to speak: "Remember, it's too late to let Li Qinglian kill me!"

Then the voice paused, as if it was frozen, and a few words squeezed out from the bottom of his throat: "Let me... die!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw his black eyes instantly red. The devouring power was like a poisonous snake twisting. He rushed forward and completely submerged his remaining face.

"Mars!"

Chen Weiming exclaimed, and answered him with a roar.

"ah!"

The earth shook, the universe roared, and the terrifying force impact, Chen Weiming bumped out of that world in an instant.

"Buzz!"

A loud buzzing sound was heard, and then he found that he had returned to the Pangu axe body seal. The Haoran righteous sword returned to Chen Pan's hand, making waves of wailing sounds, like crying and complaining.

"What's going on!"

Chen Pan asked hurriedly, but before Chen Weiming could answer, he felt a terrible aura emitted from the Lord of Devouring, and then he saw the poisonous snake-like Taoist pattern merge into his body again.

The head, which was broken by the order, recovered instantly, and the terrifying aura rushed out one after another, like a volcano. All the shackles and restrictions on their bodies were supported by force, as if the bubbles were blown up, making a clanging sound.

"Bang!"

A strange burst sound, a shackle shattered, this was just the beginning, and then more shackles began to shatter.

"Damn it!"

In this situation, Chen Pan didn't know that it had deteriorated. He immediately held the power of the world and took pictures again, intending to suppress it.

"Ao!"

With a wild roar, the devouring master's four arms vibrated and hit him out at the same time, breaking the shackles and directly hitting Chen Pan's hand.

"boom!"

As soon as the terrifying force was released, the two separated at the same time. The swallowing master who completely digested Yang Fanhai became even more terrifying. He was no longer completely suppressed as before, and was already evenly matched.

"Sorry!"

Li Qinglian sighed softly: "You and I have tried our best!"

Chen Pan's actions not only allowed the Lord of Devouring to devour the power of the law and the world, but also indirectly devour the power of his creation. Once fully absorbed, it is possible to go further.

Even the Lord of Devouring in the Extreme Realm, even he has no confidence to fight.

"No, no!"

Yang Zimo hurriedly shouted: "There must be a way, there is still a way. Please, I'll try it, let me try it again!"

He stopped Li Qinglian with both hands, and then rushed towards the Lord of Devouring without looking back.

"Zi Mo!"

Yang Jian, who rushed back, exclaimed, trying to stop him, but how could he have time?

But when the Lord of Devouring who stood firmly raised his hand, the Lord of Devouring turned into a huge black hole in his palm, the terrifying attraction directly sucked Yang Zimo.

He stretched out one arm, grabbed his shoulders and held his neck.

"father!"

Yang Zimo shouted: "I am Zimo, Yang Zimo!"

That loud shout, and he tried his best to cry out, hysterical.
Chapter completed!