I, the God of Chaos, preach to the heavens

"Now the law of good fortune has been inscribed on the five internal organs, the next step is to inscribe the law of curse!"

After the ancient snake finished speaking, the magic power of the demon god circulated like an ocean, engraving the power of outlining the law of curse in its body.

sizzle...

There was a severe pain, and the pain was more than ten times stronger than before.

If it is said that engraving the law of good fortune in the body of a demon god is equivalent to a first-level pain, then the pain of engraving the traces of the law of curse in the body now is a tenth-level pain, which is equivalent to the pain of giving birth to a child.

"Inscribing the negative law of the law of curse is mysterious, and it will indeed cause severe pain, but this deity can withstand it!"

After the ancient snake finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and continued to engrave the traces and lines of the curse law in his body.

I don't know how long it took, the ground was covered with cold sweat from the ancient snake, and finally succeeded in engraving an extremely complicated and distorted curse meridian map.

This meridian map connects the 360 ​​chaotic orifices on the ancient snake's body, forming a huge curse network.

Within the cursed network, the magic power of the demon god is like boarding a high-speed rail, unimpeded.

It marks that now the ancient snake can carry more mana and explode stronger supernatural powers at the same time!
The current ancient snake is sure that the current self can rely on its high explosive speed and high attack speed to instantly take down the self that has not yet engraved the curse and the law of good fortune.

"I, have become stronger!"

The ancient snake flicked its tail like a whip, blowing away countless chaotic energy.

Immediately, he took out the cursed straw man that had been successfully refined before, and the light of merit, and put the light of merit on the surface of the grass man.

——Using the light of merit as the medium, he cast a terrifying curse of death on the demon god of merit beyond the infinite distance.

boom!
An invisible curse of death galloped towards the virtuous demon god at an extremely fast speed.

"It's time to go and kill that bastard Demon God!"

After the ancient snake murmured, it twisted its body and ran towards the trace of the curse.

With the aid of the curse network, the demon god's mana circulated rapidly in the ancient snake's body, which directly caused the ancient snake's swimming speed to soar to a terrifying level, almost catching up with the death curse that was bombarding towards the meritorious demon god.

"Now, although I haven't comprehended the law of speed, my speed is not much worse than the speed demon god in the quasi-sage realm!"

After the ancient snake finished speaking, it turned into a phantom lightning and rushed towards the unknown distance, and the distance of hundreds of millions of miles was crossed in a very short time.Then hundreds of millions of miles, billions of miles, and billions of miles were crossed.

In the end, the curse rate of death successfully found the source of merit, the lair of Ted, the demon god of merit.

At this time, the virtuous demon god staying in the old lair is in an extremely sluggish state, like a man seven times a night, completely out of breath.

And the reason for such sluggishness is that when he ran away from the chaos storm last time, he spent a lot of the origin of the Chaos Demon God and hurt the root.

This kind of excessive consumption needs at least a million years to recover.

During this period of time, you can't practice, you can't do anything, you can only lie in the lair in embarrassment and wait for the time to pass and the original source to recover.

And Ted himself didn't have any hopeless thoughts in this difficult situation. After all, a million years is not a long time for the Chaos Demon God, just a sleep.

He firmly believes that after millions or even tens of millions of years, the biggest winner will be the one who cultivates meritorious deeds himself.

After all, He knows how to pretend and knows how to behave.

Now outside of his lair, there is a small chaotic thunderstorm area, and no one can break into this thunderstorm area except him.

That's why he was able to stay in his lair with peace of mind, silently waiting for the source to recover.

On this day, when Ted was lying dead in his lair, his demon instinct told him that the danger of death was approaching!

This startled him a lot, and he quickly observed the thunderstorm area outside the lair, only to be relieved when he found that there was no sign of any invasion in the thunderstorm area.

But at this time, the instinctive sense of crisis not only did not disappear with the passage of time, but became more terrifying, making Ted's hair stand on end more and more, and it seemed that Ted would die at any time.

This time Ted didn't dare to be careless. He raised his arms and stretched out, building a large shield of merit and virtue, and looked around the demon god, wanting to know where the crisis came from.

And the next moment, the death curse firmly locked on Ted finally came.

It was a black death-cursed lightning. This flash of lightning flickered in the thunderstorm area, then came to Ted, and slammed down on Ted's eyebrows.

boom!
The crisp sound of metal and iron chirping erupted from the collision center of the merit shield and the death curse!
One positive and one negative!
One curse, one merit!

Two completely different and diametrically opposed forces engaged in the oldest and most primitive fierce confrontation!
In the end, the virtuous demon god blocked the curse with continuous mana support.

Before the virtuous demon god could breathe a sigh of relief, the ancient snake galloping in the distance continued to inject a large amount of mana into the cursed straw man, creating continuous death curses.

The ancient snake watched the curse go away, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "I have 360 ​​five chaotic orifices, which can generate a lot of demon mana at any moment, and create a powerful curse, can you stop the demon god of merit?" ?”

The continuous lightning cursed by death, across the infinite chaotic space, quickly struck on the head of the virtuous demon god.

Boom boom boom...

The death curse and the merit shield were still tied after dozens of fierce confrontations. In the end, the merit demon god output a lot of mana and affected the demon god's original wound, which made the merit shield unable to return to defense, causing a cursed thunder to pass through the shield and hit the ground On the meritorious demon god, half of his body grew red hair and fangs, as if death was strange.

This time, the meritorious demon god's face turned livid. He never thought that the insidious curse demon god would target him like this.

"Damn it, sooner or later, I'm going to fuck you to death!"

After the meritorious deity finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and tore off part of his own original power again, shaping it into a meritorious avenue coat to wear on his body, so as to shield the next curse attack.

"Huhu... In this way, the insidious guy who cursed the demon god will not be able to curse me, and I can continue to recover!"

After the meritorious demon god finished speaking, he found that the death curse from the constant bombardment had disappeared.

Then the virtuous demon god looked inside at his own demon body, and found that the half of his body with red hair was completely dead, while the remaining half was seriously damaged.

"This at least allowed me to recover for more than tens of millions of years. The damned cursed demon god will definitely cut you when I fully recover!!!"

After gritting his teeth, the Merit Demon God was about to fall into a deep sleep.

The ancient snake in the distance also discovered that the death curse of the cursed grass man was blocked by an inexplicable force.

However, the ancient snake didn't care, because he had followed the trail of the curse to the chaotic thunderstorm area near the lair of the meritorious demon god.

"Is that old tortoise of the virtuous demon god in this thunderstorm?"

The ancient snake murmured to itself, followed the traces of the curse, and accelerated into the chaotic thunderstorm.