Douluo: Summon the eight demons at the beginning

Chapter 114 The power of time corrodes, life and death crisis!
After looking at Zhu Zhuyun, the Holy Master turned back to look at the other demons.

In Thunder City, Zhongsu was still practicing amidst thunder and lightning.

To be honest, Zhongsu should be regarded as the one who likes practicing the most among the eight demons. Although the other demons do not have particularly obvious hobbies, they all seem to ignore cultivating.

There is really no one who likes to practice as much as Zhong Su.

The eight demons, Curse Blue, like to build houses on the moon and pull the moon down.

Bo Gang likes to eat, Basha likes to flood the continent with water, Sao Feng likes to watch games, and Ximu also likes to join in the fun and watch games. In the past, when the eight demons ruled the world, these two guys once held wrestling matches.

At that time, the participants were from all races in the universe, all the powerful star monsters, and the kings of tribes, all of whom were proud to be on the stage.

This wrestling competition is not something that ordinary people can participate in. Anyone who can sign up must be a strong person who has conquered at least one large planet.

If you can win a round by luck in the ring, you will definitely be at the starry sky overlord level.

As for Dikui, he doesn't seem to have any special hobbies. In his impression, he seems to stay in the underground palace all day long, constantly rampaging underground, digging around to expand his palace.

The Holy Lord is different from them. He prefers magic and is very knowledgeable in many magics.

Even the term magic is his own original creation.

When he explored the world, he found that although the world was chaotic and disorderly, it had some vague rules. According to these rules, he figured out magic.

As long as you say the spell, pinch out the specific magic formula, and remember the route of the magic power, you can cast the corresponding magic.

From that moment on, he began to be touched, and seemed to have discovered the secrets of the world, but it was a pity that he did not think deeply about it at that time.

Actually, if you think about it, what is the difference between magic itself and soul skills?

Relying on the rules of the world and reaching a certain level, you can exert incredible power.

Logically speaking, if you want to use power, you can only master the laws of this power.

For example, if you understand the basics of the law of fire, you can make the candle burn more fiercely. When you achieve something, the flames in the world can move as you wish, coming and going freely.

When you fully master it, just like the Holy Lord, he can not only spit out bursting dragon flames, but also has unlimited energy that will never be extinguished.

Strictly speaking, those fire magic and fire soul skills should not exist unless this world allows it!
The Holy Master thought of this in his mind, and was about to complain to the world, but suddenly something came to his mind and he froze in place.

Wait, why does this knowledge appear in my mind?

Only now did he suddenly realize that he had made up all the knowledge about the ancient world by himself, and it was enough to deceive others. How could he also deceive himself?
Those that appeared in his memory were like the scenes he had experienced personally, so real and not like a fantasy at all.

Could it be that……

The Holy Master hurriedly came to the divine space and found that the lake of divine power here had expanded in a large circle, and the entire sky was filled with the rain of divine power, and the rain kept falling.

Looking at the ancient world, the eight immortal gods worked together to refine the Panku treasure box and raised their hands to thank God for the gift.

Soon, they will seal the devil and save the world.

The divine throne emerged again, projecting a faint golden beam of light towards the Holy Lord.

The Holy Lord closed his eyes, the confusion on his face gradually disappeared, and the puzzles in his heart were answered one by one.

It turns out that the reality of the ancient world has exceeded the limit, and it has also affected him.Once it is truly built, this story will become real history and no one can change it.

In the original work, after the Holy Lord rewrote the history book of time, even he himself did not know what had happened to him. Only Xiaoyu, who held the broken pages of the history book of time, could avoid being eroded by the power of time.

This is the power of history books.

However, the Holy Lord did not want his will to be changed. He felt resistance in his heart, and the divine space was shaking continuously. Huge cracks kept opening, and it looked like it was about to collapse.The Holy Lord was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect the matter to be so serious. Before he could be surprised, he saw that an accident had also occurred in the ancient world.

Everyone stood there, their eyes dull and motionless.

"What happened?"

Zhu Zhuyun looked at everyone at a loss, not knowing what was happening.

Everyone is like a statue, and the world seems to have suddenly pressed the pause button, so unreal.

She was very panicked.

The Holy Lord frowned. The scene in front of him was definitely the biggest crisis he had ever encountered, a life and death situation.

It's easy to solve the problem. All you have to do is accept the erosion of yourself by the power of time. But how could he allow himself to change his mind?

The Eight Demons may seem very powerful, but they have their limits after all.

He is a time traveler and has an infinite future. How could he be willing to be tied to this small identity?

He doesn't want to!

In his mind, a hidden corner suddenly lit up. The Holy Master's eyes lit up and he stored part of his memory in it.

The next second, the divine space stabilized, and the cracks closed on their own.

Everyone in the ancient world also resumed their actions, as if everything had never happened at all.

Just now, the Holy Lord accidentally reacted. When he traveled through time before, the identity of the traveler was not discovered by the god, but he was recognized as the Holy Lord by default. This shows that his thoughts are supreme.

Sure enough, there was a mysterious corner in his mind that protected his thoughts from any influence.

He had just transferred his time-traveling memories into it, pretending to be eroded by the power of time, and successfully escaped from the past.

"Huh, it's dangerous!"

The Holy Lord's worried heart instantly relaxed and he breathed a sigh of relief.

Because he accepted the history of the ancient world, the reality of the ancient world has also reached a new level, becoming more real and concise.

It doesn't take long to actually complete it, and he will definitely make a lot of money by then.

The Holy Master began to look forward to it.

Deep inside the worship hall, in the courtyard.

Qian Daoliu stood quietly by the pond, watching the fish in the pond swarming in groups, surrounded by brothers, sisters, uncles and aunts, and felt increasingly uncomfortable.

He was heartbroken. Even Yu'er had relatives, but his Xue'er was snatched away and he couldn't go home.

"Hey!"

Qian Daoliu sighed deeply, only hating his lack of strength.

However, when he looked up, he suddenly saw a beautiful figure and was stunned for a moment.

"Cher?"

He froze there and shouted cautiously.

(End of this chapter)