Chapter 436

This man, terrible.

Snow cherry fairy looked at Du Chen's figure, and her clear blue eyes glittered with fear.

Even if it is still a demon, it will take many years to smelt the trace.

Just like the Milky way God King, it has been harvested for tens of millions of years before it has become the trace of "harvest power".

But it took Du Chen less than half a year to smelt here to more than 70% of the progress.

Although the sun does not rise and the moon does not set in the hall, the demon God's perception of the flow of time is not wrong. If it is not suppressed by the law dominated by the stars, she can even see the future through the long river of time.

When there were fewer and fewer flying divine patterns, the space in the hall flashed, and a bloody figure stepped in.

The bloody figure was a little embarrassed. It was obvious that he had encountered a challenge in the previous level.

He obviously didn't expect that there were two people before him. He was stunned when he saw Du Chen and Xue Yingxian in the hall.

Of course, he saw that whether it was Xue Yingxian or Du Chen, his strength was above him.

He had been a little embarrassed for more than 80 passes before he passed the customs, while Xue Yingxian and Du Chen were undamaged.

"Hey, I didn't expect that I was not the first." the blood light demon smiled. But then he found that Du Chen and Xueying fairy ignored him. One smelted the divine pattern and the other looked at the smelting divine pattern. They all regarded him as air.

When he found that he was despised, the blood light demon God snorted coldly, but he knew that the snow devil and the free sky devil were probably above him, so he didn't attack on the spot, but watched and observed himself.

This observation cooled my heart. Ben Guan obviously melted the divine pattern into a Taoist trace, but now the Taoist trace has appeared. Doesn't it mean he has no chance?

"The fairy comes from Langya snow region, and the original Xuehe Zhenjun and the prince Fuwan of the snow region are close friends." when the blood light demon God saw Du Chen melting the trace wholeheartedly, his eyes turned and said to the Xueying fairy sitting on one side.

"Fu Wan Prince..." Xueying fairy heard the name and turned to Xuehe Zhenjun, with killing intention surging in her blue eyes.

After all, Xuehe Zhenjun is a demon God, and his mind is extremely sensitive. Xueying Xian's undisguised killing intention is captured by him in an instant.

"No, it seems that the snow devil and the prince don't deal with..." Xuehe Zhenjun found something bad, but at this time, Xueying fairy thought pressed over, and he had to take the move.

Two spirits echoed, making the hall windless and bloody.

The walls in the ancient hall cracked, tables and chairs collapsed, and roaring hurricanes poured into the cracks in the cracked walls.

"No, Datong wind."

As soon as the wind entered the hall, everything was blown to ashes, and nothing could stop it.

Snow cherry fairy and Blood River Zhenjun burst out white and blood light at the same time, protecting their own body.

Datong wind is no small matter, whether material or intangible, tangible or intangible. Once it blows, it will disappear, even the immortal body and conceptual body of the demon God will not be spared.

But when the Datong wind blew around Du Chen, it was immediately blocked by the ethereal but boundless power of Dao trace, which could not hurt him.

It's not that Du Chen has controlled the trace, but that the trace actively resists the Datong wind for fear that the Datong wind will blow him out.

Tao trace is the trace of the original law, and naturally has the ability to pursue advantages and avoid disadvantages.

"These two fools..." Du Chen scolded secretly, accelerating the speed of smelting trace.

With the entry of Datong wind, the crack in the wall of the main hall was blown wider. Everything in the main hall was destroyed except divine patterns and three demons, and nothing remained was turned into ashes.

"How long will it be? The wind is getting stronger and stronger, and the hall is about to collapse." Xueying Xian has ignored Xuehe Zhenjun and shouted anxiously to Du Chen.

Once the main hall collapses, they can't pass it on. They fall directly into the Datong wind curtain. Whether they live or not is a problem.

"Hum, the trace condensation is the moment." Du Chen no longer deliberately slowed down and accelerated the melting, and the remaining 20% of the divine patterns entered the illusory trace between the three breaths.

Buzzing~

A hum echoed in the rules.

Tao trace changed from emptiness to reality, as if he had taken over all the order of the hall.

The force of law echoed, the crazy vibration of the hall suddenly stopped, and the wall with wide cracks in the palm of the hand healed instantly.

The tables, chairs and stone pillars blown into fly ash by the Datong wind have all been restored to their original primitive appearance, and even the mottle on them has not changed.

control.

With the trace of the law of control, you will master it completely in an instant.

The two demon gods temporarily put out their thoughts and breathed a sigh of relief.

From the beginning of the blood sucking desert, the yellow spring fire sea, to the current Datong wind curtain, the danger has increased step by step.

Even demons and gods began to be in danger.

"Sure enough, this is the arrangement dominated by the stars." Xuehe Zhenjun not only didn't feel frustrated, but looked forward to it more.

Indeed, the Datong wind is a strong wind that carries the source law. Even the great demon king has no ability to arrange the hall in the Datong wind curtain.

Only the stars can do this.

With the fluctuation of controlling the trace, a wooden door appeared out of thin air in the hall.

Du Chen pushed the wooden door open and strode in.

After his figure disappeared, the door was not closed. Xueying Xian and Xuehe Zhenjun didn't hesitate and quickly followed in.

The figures of the three evil gods disappeared for a long time, and the wooden door closed automatically. Then the track disintegrated and became countless divine patterns again.

"This place makes me very uncomfortable."

Xuehe Zhenjun blocked his eyes with the back of his hand and tried to cover up the strong light in front of him. But the light shone straight on him with a power that could penetrate everything.

Moreover, even in the light, there was a trace of Sanskrit singing that went straight into the soul, and the evil thoughts that made the demon head roll were constantly extinguished, which made him very uncomfortable.

"This is the green light of Buddha." Xueying fairy is also a demon, but she is more resistant to this light than Xuehe Zhenjun, who is born of Xuehai yecha, who is keen to kill.

She could see that all the light in this space came from an oil lamp not far away.

The oil lamp was quietly suspended in the air, burning a bean flame.

But this flame contains infinite divine power, which can shine on the ancient and modern future, ten sides and eight directions, so that all visitors in this space have nowhere to hide.

Moreover, under the light of this lamp, bursts of Brahma singing from unknown time and space reverberated continuously. Even the demon God had to be upset and dry. He had an uncomfortable feeling of grasping his heart and scratching his lungs.

"What's going on at this level? Do you want us to put out the lamp?" the blood River really frowned.

"Try it," said Xue Yingxian, and a cold awn popped out of her glittering and white fingers.

Snap~

Cold awn hit the flame.

But the flame only flickered and did not go out. What surprised them even more was that the cold killing intention contained in the cold awn emitted by Xueying fairy disappeared, turned into a naughty blue and white soft light, and began to beat and rotate around the lamp flame.