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Chapter 1920: Passionate since ancient times and spare hate

Tang Wulin's vigorous breath of life seemed to have no place to condense at this time, and it poured violently and dissipated.

The Saint of Abyss looked at the Tiansheng Rift Abyss in his hand, "This feeling is really beautiful."

As he said that, he took another step, but this time he did not come to chase Gu Yuena, but to the main battlefield.

His body continued to grow bigger while sliding, and the Tiansheng Rift Abyss in his hand also magnified.

It seemed like a century, or it seemed like in just a moment, he had already turned into a thousand meters high. The Tiansheng Rift Abyss also swept out while sliding.

"puff--"

It seemed as if the world was broken. Even if it was enlarged to a thousand meters, the Tiansheng Rift Abyss still had only three feet of blade light. However, its huge body was enough.

Within a radius of kilometers, all creatures, not just giant dragons, but also a large number of abyss creatures, human mechas, fighter jets, and everything was completely broken and destroyed in the sweep of the Holy Rift Abyss that day.

Dragon souls rose up, but broke in the endless storm that burst out sharply. Countless dragon bones scattered in front of the Tiansheng Rift Abyss. Even the real dragon was still invincible.

The entire main battlefield is empty.

The body of the Abyss Saint Lord also shrank, and returned to the original size of a human, and then floated in the empty air.

"It's a little noisy. I like quietness." He said with a smile. He took another step, but this time, it seemed like he had traveled through the void.

Everything was dark above the vast sea. And the next moment, a huge figure seemed to be ten thousand meters high.

The terrifying Tiansheng split the abyss swept across again, raging the sponge.

The harsh roar was accompanied by countless fires. The strongest artillery fire in the Federation was not spared under its sweep. It was just a blow. The sea seemed to be quiet.

As the Saint of the Abyss said, the super artifact depends on whose hands it is. The Tiansheng Rift Abyss in his hands seems to be the extinction of everything in the world. It is invincible!

The magical pen Douluo Yu Guanzhi looked at the big screen in front of him and was completely stunned.

Who could have imagined that the human coalition, which had a strong combat power the moment before and had the help of the Dragon Legion, had become silent the next moment.

On the sea, there were all fragments left after the ship was destroyed. There were not even abyss creatures left next to the abyss passage.

Only the human coalition and the powerful people from farther places were not affected by the attack just now.

Tang Wulin was severely injured and dying. Gu Yuena obviously couldn't turn the tide.

Humans, it's over.

From the appearance of the Saint Lord of the Abyss, to his nagging narratives, to the happenings in front of him, everything changed too quickly.

Until now, the powerful humans truly understood why the Saint Lord of the Abyss said so much just now. Because in the eyes of this Lord of the Abyss, everything was settled at the moment of his appearance. Nothing would change any more. He was a mentality that could not wait to share his inner compliment.

When he launched an attack, everyone saw his coldness and the most terrifying side. He not only killed humans, but also his own people. In his eyes, everything except himself is just an ant.

He is the Creator, he is to devour everything. So as he said, he is the abyss. Everything that rules the abyss.

No one could block his attack, everything seemed to be finished.

Tang Wulin was lying in Gu Yuena's arms, his body was still twitching and trembling. At this time, he could no longer speak. As long as he opened his mouth, blood gushed out.

Even the leakless golden body seems to be just a joke in front of Tiansheng Liyuan, and it cannot stop it at all.

A god slander holding a super artifact, and is likely to be a first-level god slander. It is so easy to dominate a plane.

Gu Yuena was already in tears. She tried her best to release her light-attribute soul skills to heal Tang Wulin. However, that was in vain. Under the suppression of the Saint Lord of the Abyss, the most powerful one was weakened was the Light Element.

Suddenly, Gu Yuena seemed to have thought of something, raised her head and looked in the direction of the subtree of life.

However, at this moment, the Saint Lord of the Abyss suddenly grabbed the left hand and in the distance, the sub-tree of life was suddenly uprooted. The strong aura of life turned withered in an instant.

"It's running fast." A trace of disdain appeared on the corner of the Abyss Saint Lord's mouth, "If you can run, can your body run? It's just a matter of time. Don't worry, I'm not in a hurry at all."

"Master, you can't hesitate anymore. Only when you evolve and return can you block him!" A low voice sounded in Gu Yuena's ears.

Gu Yuena's body shook and turned her head to look behind her.

Not far away, the beast god Emperor Tianzheng looked at her anxiously.

Return? Of course she knew what Di Tian said about return. However, if the Dragon God really returns, it means that Tang Wulin in front of him must die. The last three Golden Dragon King seals in his body must be opened, and he must completely swallow him.

No, no, no. Moreover, once the Saint of Abyss feels the changes in his breath, he will not be able to let himself lead the Dragon God back!

At this moment, suddenly, two long sighs sounded.

"This day is finally here." A voice sighed.

"Although it's just a poison to quench thirst, it's time for us to appear." In addition to the sadness, another voice also had a lot of bitterness.

But these two voices spread far away, and at the same time, the two figures began to amplify.

It was not two people, but two swords!

A sword is presented in white, with a blood line extending from the hilt of the sword toward the tip of the sword.

The other sword was presented as a deep blue color, shining with a deep light.

They began to grow rapidly, and in a flash, they turned into giant swords a hundred meters high.

"Oh? There are still methods?" Seeing this scene, the Saint Lord of the Abyss couldn't help but show interest. He did not rush to do it, but turned around and looked at them, as if he was admiring some artwork.

Two figures also appeared in the air. However, at this time their figures had become illusory. They were obviously not the original body. They just looked like projections.

It is the two extremes of contemporary Tang Sect, the ruthless Douluo Cao Dezhi and the passionate Douluo Zang Xin.

At this time, their expressions seemed a little weird. What was even more shocking was that they actually held hands, although it was just light and shadow. However, this scene still gave people a strong touch.

Cao Dezhi looked at Gu Yuena below, "Only you may have a glimmer of opportunities. All we can do is to help you get some time. Wulin has many secrets. He is the favored by the Lord of the Plane. In any case, let him connect with the power of the plane. If you want to help him, we will have the last glimmer of life."

Gu Yuena was stunned, and Zang Xin, who was beside Cao Dezhi, looked at her with deep eyes and said, "Don't forget, the flower Wulin once gave you."

After saying this, two figures suddenly rose up. The two giant swords were as if they were about to pierce the sky.

The light and shadow transformed by the two extreme Douluo always held hands and did not separate.

Ruthless Douluo Cao Dezhi chanted loudly: "Tao is ruthless but has feelings."

Zang Xin, who was passionate, was beside him, looked at him deeply and chanted for a long time: "The passionate has been nothing but hatred."
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