Fishing in the Heavens: Get the Divine Elephant’s Prison Suppression Power at the beginning

Even in the outer areas of the Endless Hell, it is extremely cruel and bloody.

A 10,000-meter-long, slime-covered hellworm.

Devouring a carapace-shaped hell flyhopper the size of a mountain bag.

However, the hellworm has not yet had time to digest its food.

A plant with a flattened mouth, emerging from the ground.

The huge mouth full of sharp fangs bit the body of the abyssal worm and ate it with great pleasure.

And at this very moment.

A demon with nearly 100,000 meters and eight arms and twelve wings walked by.

He grabbed the rhizome of the plant and uprooted it.

At the rhizome of this plant.

A crimson fruit, like a heart, beats constantly.

The demon plucked the fruit and swallowed it in one gulp.

This is the endless hell, full of the jungle and bloody violence.

The only truth here is one's own strength.

And that's just the outermost part, and the deeper you go, the more terrifying it gets.

The hellish plane like the constant sand, the monsters are immeasurable.

Not only is the strength amazing, but the appearance is also strange and terrifying.

At this moment, in the depths of the endless hell, in the vast plane of eternal darkness.

One billion and eighty million Hell Demon Gods gather here.

These Hell Demon Gods are extremely strong.

It can even slay the gods of the Supreme God Kingdom.

And now they sit here, no bloodthirsty killing, no deceit.

They all looked respectfully at the center, their heads bowed.

An old man sits cross-legged in the center.

He wasn't huge, just the size of an ordinary person.

Looks very similar to humans, kind eyebrows and kind eyes, sitting cross-legged on the futon, unremarkable.

But all the Hell Demon Gods around, no matter how terrifying and tyrannical they were, didn't dare to show the slightest disrespect.

They all sat around honestly and listened to Lao Suo's preaching.

The voice of Lao Suo is the most orthodox magic voice in the depths of hell.

Every word, every word, every word.

Let the demon gods have epiphany and cultivate for great progress.

But just as Lao Suo was halfway through his sermon, a terrible scream suddenly came from not far away.

All the hell demon gods present couldn't help but jump in their hearts.

Who is so presumptuous!

Dare to make a noise in front of the giants of hell?

Their eyes looked at each other, but their brows furrowed.

This is a free heavenly demon, sitting not far from Lao Suo.

In front of it, the long river of time and space flows quietly, but it does not contaminate its body in the slightest.

Immortal and immortal, neither empty nor corrupt.

But such an existence seems to have suffered an unknown blow.

Its body is constantly erased by an invisible force, and no matter how much it struggles, it will be useless.

"Isn't this the Demon God of Hunts, what's the matter, how can he encounter such a terrible method?".

"I guess I messed with something that shouldn't be messed with. "

The surrounding demonic thoughts kept flashing.

But on the surface, there is nothing unusual.

This Demon God is the creator of the Destiny Slave Seal.

He created many items that resembled the seal of the Slave of Destiny and spread them throughout the heavens and all the worlds.

In this way, they can control the creatures of many worlds, increase the number of believers, steal the source of the world's luck, and improve themselves.

However, he didn't expect to meet an outlier like Xia Yi.

Possess such a supreme thing as the mark of the gods.

It was able to ignore the time and space line of fate cause and effect and strike it at its roots.

No matter how strong he is.

Even if it is beyond time and space, it will not help.

Its immortal body disappeared little by little.

It's like a pencil drawing that has been erased with an eraser.

"Lord Chenjue, help me!".

Humma looked at Lao Suo, who was sitting in the middle, as if he had grasped the last straw, revealing a look of pleading.

The existence in front of him is a giant of the world.

Even in the heavens and all the worlds, it is also ranked.

It must have a way to take out this strange power!

Chen Jue's cloudy gaze looked at Hun Mo.

Looking at his disappearing body, his eyes froze.

Even it can't see through the power attached to Humma's body.

This made it a little intrigued.

An arm like dry wood slowly reached out.

In the endless hell, the origin boiled, and the monstrous demonic nature was revealed, which made the hearts of all the demon gods present tremble.

But when its power comes into contact with the means used by the sigil of the gods, it is like a piece of tofu that touches steel.

It's not a level at all, and it can't be shaken in the slightest.

Moreover, the causal threads connected to Humma have a tendency to infect it.

Chen Jue hurriedly withdrew his strength.

Cut off the thread of cause and effect.

Hun Mo saw that Chen Jue was helpless, and completely fell into despair.

The power of the imprint of the gods is erased and disappeared little by little.

Surrounding.

The other demon gods with monstrous strength couldn't help but feel creepy when they saw Hun Mo's fate.

What kind of power is this!

Even the giants of hell can't help it!

Is it ......

Chen Jue's eyes narrowed slightly, and he thought silently, wanting to deduce the source of this power.

only to find that everything was nothing, without the slightest trace ......

The Mark of the Gods fell silent.

Xia Yi didn't know, outside the endless time and space.

There is a supreme demon god who has completely perished because of him.

He looked at the devastated place, Chen Yuan's bones were long gone.

"It's really cheap for you to die like this. "

Xia Yi's expression was cold, and the demon's wings stretched out, and he flew towards other places.

......

"These beasts are really tough!".

At this time, on the other side, the two girls were leaning on each other and were confronting dozens of fierce beasts.

The two girls, one with snow-white hair, closed eyes, and a four-foot long sword in their hands, were cold and cold.

One is tall and beautiful, and a Xuanyin aura flows around him.

The two of them are the psychic sword body Yunmeng, and Wei Ruoxuan from Evergreen High School.

In the face of the approaching beast, the two were ready to fight.

Roar!

With a beast roar, the beast took the lead in attacking.

The bloody mouth was hideous and fishy, and the claws were as sharp as knives, and they rushed towards the two women.

Yun Meng held a long sword, sharp and sharp, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal.

The fierce beasts that pounced on each other were shattered by the Dao sword and the twisted flesh and blood.

And Wei Ruoxuan is not far behind.

A series of cold ice lotuses condensed in front of him.

The petals of the flower are like ice blades, swaying and falling towards the beast.

Whenever the petals of the Ice Ridge come into contact with the beast's body, it is eroded by its flesh.

Freeze them instantly and turn them into ice sculptures.

The combat power of the two is far beyond ordinary people.

These dozens of fierce beasts were helpless for a while.

But at this moment, a wolf roar suddenly came from the distance, and it rushed straight to his heart.

The fierce beast that was originally fighting with Yun Meng and Wei Ruoxuan suddenly stopped and slowly retreated.