I, the god of chaos, appear to preach to the heavens

"Now that the law of creation has been engraved in the five internal organs, the next step is to engrave the law of curse!"

After the ancient snake finished speaking, the mana of the demon god that was as huge as the ocean was outlined, and the power of the curse law was engraved in the body.

Zizizi....

The pain was intense, and it was ten times stronger than before.

If it is said that the inscribed law of creation in the body of the demon god is equivalent to the first-level pain, then the pain of the trace of the curse law engraved in the body is now the tenth level, which is equivalent to the pain of giving birth.

"The mystery of the negative law of the inscribed curse law will indeed produce severe pain, but the 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 has been, the ground is covered with cold sweat on the ancient snake's body, and finally succeeded in inscribed an extremely complex and extremely distorted curse meridian diagram.

This meridian diagram connected the three hundred and sixty chaotic points of the ancient snake's body, forming a huge curse network.

Within the curse network, the demon god's mana is as unimpeded as if it has boarded a high-speed train.

It marks that now the ancient snake can carry more mana and burst out stronger supernatural powers in the same time!

The current ancient snake, sure of his current self, can rely on his high explosion and high attack speed to instantly take down himself who has not yet engraved the curse and the law of creation.

"I'm getting stronger!"

The ancient snake flicked its tail like a whip, and scattered countless chaotic qi.

He immediately took out the cursed straw man that had been successfully refined before, as well as the light of merit, and placed the light of merit on the surface of the grass body.

- Using the light of merit as a medium, he lowered the terrifying curse of death on the demon god of merit from an infinite distance.

Rumble!

An invisible death curse sped towards the Meritorious Demon God at an extremely fast speed.

"It's time to go and kill that bastard demon god!"

After the ancient snake finished speaking, it twisted its ancient snake body and rushed towards the traces of the curse.

With the assistance of the curse network, the mana of the demon god was running rapidly in the ancient snake's body, directly causing the ancient snake's swimming speed to soar to a terrifying situation, and it almost caught up directly with the death curse that was bombarded towards the meritorious demon god.

"Now, although I haven't comprehended the law of speed, my speed will not be much worse than that of the speed demon god of the quasi-saint realm!"

After the ancient snake finished speaking, it twisted its body and turned into a phantom lightning and rushed into 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, hundreds of millions of miles, hundreds of millions of miles were crossed.

Eventually, the curse rate of death managed to find the source of merit, the lair of the merit demon god Ted.

At this time, the merit demon god who stayed in the lair was in an extremely sluggish state, like a man seven times a night, completely unhappy.

And the reason for such a malaise is fundamentally because when he ran away from the chaos storm last time, he spent a lot of Chaos Demon God Origin and hurt the root.

This excessive consumption will take at least millions of years to recover.

During this period of time, I couldn't practice or do anything, so I could only lie in the nest in embarrassment and wait for time to pass and my origin to be restored.

And Ted himself was in this difficult situation and did not have any desperate thoughts, after all, a million years is not a long time for the Chaos Demon God, that is, the level of sleep.

He firmly believed that in a million, or even tens of millions of years, the demon god who practiced merit would be the biggest winner.

After all, He knows how to disguise, and He knows how to do it.

Now outside his lair, there is a small Chaos Thunderstorm Zone, which no one can break into 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 very day, when Ted lay dead in his lair, his demon instinct told him that death was coming!

This startled him, and he quickly observed the thunderstorm area outside the lair, and was relieved to find that there was no area of the thunderstorm and there was no sign of invasion.

And at this time, the instinctive sense of crisis not only did not disappear with the passage of time, but became more and more terrifying, making Ted more and more creepy, and it seemed that Ted would die at any time.

Ted didn't dare to be careless at this moment, he raised his arms and stretched out, built a large shield of merit and body protection, and looked around the demon god, wanting to know where the crisis came from.

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

It was a black lightning bolt of death curse lightning that flickered through the thunderstorm area before it came to Ted and slammed it down on Ted's eyebrows.

Rumble!

The crisp sound of gold and iron erupted from the center of the collision between the merit shield and the death curse!

One plus and one minus!

One curse, one merit!

Two very different, diametrically opposed forces, engaged in the oldest and most primitive fierce confrontation!

In the end, the Demon God of Merit blocked the curse with a steady stream of mana.

And before the merit demon god could breathe a sigh of relief, the ancient snake galloping in the distance continued to input a large amount of mana into the cursed grass man, creating a continuous death curse.

The ancient snake watched the curse go away, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth and said: "I have three hundred and sixty-five chaos tricks, and I can generate a large amount of demon god mana every moment to create a powerful curse, can you stop the merit demon god?" "

Continuous death curse lightning crossed the infinite chaotic space and quickly slashed at the head of the merit demon god.

Boom, boom....

The death curse and the merit shield fought fiercely for dozens of times and still tied, and in the end, it was the merit demon god who output a large amount of mana that pulled the demon god's origin wound and caused the merit shield to be unable to return to defense, so that a cursed thunder passed through the shield and hit the merit demon god, causing half of his body to grow red hair and fangs, like death.

This time, the face of the Meritorious Demon God turned pale, he didn't expect that the insidious Cursed Demon God would actually target him like this.

"Damn, sooner or later, the master will kill you!"

After the merit demon god finished speaking, he gritted his teeth and tore off a part of his original power again, shaping it into a merit avenue robe and wearing it on his body, so as to shield the next curse attack.

"Whew... That way, the sinister guy who cursed the Demon God wouldn't be able to curse me, and I could continue to recover! After

the Demon God of Merit finished speaking, he found that the curse of death that had been constantly bombarded had disappeared.

Then the Meritorious Demon God looked inside his Demon God body, and found that the half of his body with red hair was completely dead, and the remaining half was seriously damaged by the origin.

"At least the time for me to recover this time has been extended for more than 10 million years, and the damn cursed demon god will definitely kill you when I fully recover!!"

After the merit demon god gritted his teeth and finished speaking, he was about to fall into a deep sleep.

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

However, the ancient snake didn't care, because he had already followed the trail of the curse and came to the Chaos Thunderstorm area near the lair of the Meritorious Demon God.

"That old turtle of the Demon God of Merit, is it in this thunderstorm?"

The ancient snake muttered to itself, following the trail of the curse, speeding into the chaotic thunderstorm.