Prehistoric magic weapon wholesaler

Duobao guessed in his heart, and in an instant, countless figures appeared in his mind, but they all rejected them one by one.

Make a fist, the power of rules falls in your hands, and when you strike out, the void is shattered, the laws are shattered, the concept dissipates, everything, under this fist, is completely annihilated...except for the countless altars.

As the altar turned, there was a humming sound like the sea, and the power of the priest was concentrated, like countless mouths, swallowing his fist power completely.

The altar became stronger, the murmur of offering sacrifices became louder, and the flow of power in the body accelerated.

"Swallowed!"

Duobao was amazed, he didn't expect this to happen, the power of the sacrificial priest was so miraculous that it could devour his power.

Not only did his punch fail to break through the barrier, but it accelerated the sacrifice.

It's like his response to those countless creatures!

"I can't break it for the time being!" A thought flashed in his heart, his eyes were gloomy, Duobao watched quietly, suppressed his thoughts, and let the power of the sacrifice steal his power, no longer resisting.

When he didn't resist, the altar was stronger, stealing his power to grow, and soon, on one side of the altar, one after another figure appeared, with strong breath and amazing strength, each of them surpassed the saint.

The figure that first appeared was very strange, the most ordinary creature in the prehistoric world.

They sacrificed to Duobao, obtained his strength, and relied on his strength to achieve such strength.

Slowly, soon a familiar figure appeared.

The human race, the two lich races, the prehistoric hundred races...

The scroll of civilization trembled suddenly, like a bomb, the breath was unstable, and a stalwart force appeared inside, impacting the scroll.

That is, the prehistoric creatures that were included in it received power feedback, and the civilization scroll could no longer suppress it.

Duobao didn't intervene, and watched quietly. Soon, the scroll of civilization was broken, and the creatures that were included in it before appeared again.

The gods, the liches, the juniors, the human race, the Suiren clan, the Nanjizi...

They stood separately, densely packed, forming a sea of ​​people, each staring at Duobao with complicated eyes.

No one spoke, just stood quietly and watched.

Duobao's power was stolen, gradually weakened, and his breath decreased.

hum~

A long time passed, and suddenly a force of fate appeared and landed on a group of altars. The altars collided and merged, and soon formed a huge altar of rules that transcended everything.

Duobao could see clearly that the power of fate determined the fate of the fusion of the altar, and it was even more implicated and fell on him.

The infinite golden light shines, sacred and majestic.

In the golden light, Duobao was drawn towards the huge altar step by step.

The altar hangs high, in a higher level of time and space, high above.

Duobao went to the altar and became a supremely great existence, enjoying the sacrifices of all living beings.

All the creatures in the wilderness appeared one by one, neatly arranged under the altar, and they were the creatures for sacrifice.

They looked at Duobao calmly, the aura on their bodies was still growing, time and space were under their feet, the past, present, and future, the three timelines were gathered and merged into one.

"Are we... going to win?"

Someone said blankly.

Everything in front of them seemed to indicate this result, but they were not so calm and happy, but rather complicated.

This is already their last resort. If it doesn't work this time, they will lose completely.

It's hard to imagine that Duobao is so powerful. All of them have spent all their strength and almost failed. Really... It seems to be done now, but it still feels like a dream.

Duobao flew into the altar, his aura as a god was even stronger, he looked at everyone calmly, the rules of the source of sacrifices fell on him, turning him into a source of sacrifices, enjoying the sacrifices of all living beings, aloof, but also the same Imprisoned him, so that he could no longer use the slightest strength.

He didn't resist, but just watched quietly. As time passed, he knew that the master behind the scenes should appear soon!

Chapter 479 Why Are You?

Nine Suns Emperor's Peerless Martial Soul My fairy tales can't be broken down like thisLin Yujiangyan is really curious. Judging from the current situation, there is a driving force behind all this, but it has not appeared so far.

He was really curious about who the other party was!

The methods time after time have exceeded his expectations time and time again, and now they can gather the power of all living beings and condense them into a regular altar.

It is through the karma of sacrificing him that he was transformed into an altar and completely penetrated into the high-dimensional world, but at the same time, he was also restricted by this.

This is not repression, but it is equivalent to repression!

All the prehistoric creatures appeared, each looking at him complicatedly, and the last one to appear was a familiar figure... Taiyi.

Taiyi carried a kingdom of karma on his back, exuding a heavy aura from his body. As soon as Fang appeared, the kingdom of karma exploded on his body and fell into all living beings.

boom!

Karma fell, and in an instant, everyone died.

Can't bear such cause and effect!

Duobao was moved, and looked at them with some puzzlement.

It has reached this level, and he didn't resist. The matter has been settled, and they all won, why is it still like this?

As soon as Taiyi Fang appeared, he immediately killed everyone.

The dead air spreads, turning into a sea of ​​death.

Taiyi looked at Duobao, his figure disappeared, and he died!

Duobao opened his mouth and was speechless. It is certain that Taiyi is not behind the scenes. Although his growth has exceeded his expectations, it is not enough, not enough to support him to do what he has seen now.

"There is still someone behind the scenes, he hasn't shown up yet!"

Duobao's breath surged, and as all the creatures who worshiped him died, the stolen power returned, and within a few breaths, he had already recovered to his peak.

But he couldn't get out of the altar, he had been completely driven into high dimension, unable to break through, even if he regained his strength, he couldn't get out.

"Who is it!"

Duobao was really shocked, the other party was really cautious, and he still didn't show up at such a time, he became more and more curious.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, the power in the body surged, and a vision appeared.

Looking down, all the returning power suddenly turned into black shackles, shuttling across the room, from the inside to the outside, blocking everything he had.

The state that had just recovered was locked in an instant.

At this moment, Duobao felt that he had really turned into a clay sculpture and wood sculpture, locked firmly on the altar, unable to do anything other than give back to the sacrifices of the believers.

"Backlash!"

As soon as I thought about it, I immediately figured out what was going on.

Taiyi's actions were not in vain.

Sacrifice requires a price, and they also need to pay to gain power from him.

And the death debt is eliminated, Taiyi kills everyone including himself, then all the costs disappear, and, at the cost of their death, puts shackles on the sacrificial power they have obtained, turning it into a counterattack force, turning around , Backlash against his master, turning him into a chain, locking him firmly.

"Excellent, wonderful!"

Duobao couldn't help admiring. After he figured it out, even he was amazed and amazed.

Such a plan, such an action, is really powerful!

"I really want to know who designed such a powerful plan!"

As soon as the idea came up, he didn't make him wait long. It seemed that the opponent's means had been exhausted, and the last black hand behind the scenes finally appeared in the sea of ​​dead energy.

Dressed in black, with loose hair, holding a black and white chessboard in his hand, he stared at Duobao closely with dead eyes.

"Fuxi!"

Duobao couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

That person was indeed Fuxi.

"How could it be you?"

As for the mastermind behind all this, he had guessed. The two saints in the west, Shi Zu, Luo Hu, and even his master and uncle had all guessed, but he never expected that it was Fuxi!

Fuxi is not even a saint, and among all the great powers in the prehistoric period, he is not ranked high.

Although the strength is strong, it is only that!

Such a big plan involves the past, present, and future three major time and space, and it also involves all living beings. With the entire prehistoric world and endless living beings, this chess game is laid out... The scheming and calculation are so deep that it is unimaginable!

If we really want to talk about it, I feel that Master Zu Hongjun is more suitable!

How could it be Fuxi!

"Yeah, Brother Bao, it's me, didn't you expect that?" Fuxi looked at Duobao who was firmly locked up, and let out a long breath: "We finally meet again."

Duobao looked at Fuxi in surprise: "You led all this?"

"Yes." Fu Xi nodded, looking at the person who watched him grow up, sad, happy, hard to say: "Brother Bao, you are too strong and your personality is too unstable. is the biggest variable."

"So, you want to touch me?" Duobao blinked.

I still remember that he had just parted with Fuxi not long ago. He was still an underage child, well-behaved and sensible. In the blink of an eye, he grew up and plotted against him.

This feeling... How should I put it, it's amazing.

The Fuxi in front of him was very mature, with monstrous aura, and extremely powerful, but in his eyes, he always felt that he was still the child who hadn't grown up, the little guy who called his brother Bao with a childish voice.

If there are really brats in this world, I'm afraid it's this guy, he's the biggest brat!

"No, because of my sister." Fu Xi's eyes suddenly burst into bloodshot eyes, staring at Duo Bao's eyes, angry and sad: "Brother Bao, what did you do to my sister?"

Duobao: "..."

younger sister?Nuwa?

What's up with her?

Isn't she fine?

Mending the sky to seek the way, good luck, Nuwa has found the road of a concept saint, moving forward steadily, and developing very well, how could Fuxi ask such a question?

"Huh?" Thinking, he suddenly realized something was wrong.

Fuxi's current strength is not bad. With the power of the altar of rules, he has the power of a saint of rules.

Moreover, based on the calculations he showed before, Nuwa, a little saint who is pursuing the power of a conceptual saint, shouldn't be able to escape Fuxi's calculations?

No, to be precise, after reaching the strength, Fuxi will be able to discover the true situation of Nuwa.

It's not difficult, and he didn't deliberately hide it!

How do you feel, as if Fu Xi didn't know about it until now?

"You... don't know?" Duobao guessed, he had an idea in his mind, and he still needed to be sure.

"If I know, can I still ask you?" Fuxi gradually became irritable. Whenever Nuwa was mentioned, his emotions would easily lose control. He didn't look like a calculating boss at all.

Sister-in-law, this is definitely the strongest sister-in-law!

Duobao was a little speechless, feeling as if Fuxi did all this just because he thought he had plotted against Nuwa, so he shot at him?

Just because of this?

Emotional Fuxi is not only the biggest brat in Honghuang, but also the most senior sister-in-law!

4 Chapter Eighty

The ex-wife and abandoned concubine of the male protagonist who dressed as a son-in-law, you have been flopped again!Medical Martial Soldier Wang Lin Yu Jiang Yan Dark Department Warm Marriage Nine Suns Emperor Zun Peerless Martial Soul Heroes Alliance Peerless Invincible Upgrade Wang My Fairy Tale Can't Be This Much

Fuxi frowned, feeling turbulent and malicious, and the tide came: "What are you laughing at?"

"You've become a detached god, and you can still laugh... Tell me, how is my sister now, and I can let you out."

Duobao smiled and bowed his head, his pupils reflected countless altar chains, dark, deep and cold.